Chapter 15: The Sword of Murder

Li Feiyu slowly woke up.

A bitter face.

Now what?

Will you make a mistake or do you do it all over again?

In the infinite entanglement, his eyes began to be in a daze.

I don't know when I woke up, looked at Li Feiyu with a complicated face, and slowly spoke, my voice was still cold: "It doesn't matter what method you cultivate, the important thing is to become stronger, or, what matters is your heart." The power of Jiuding, no one can understand it for five hundred years, why be so persistent, not to mention, the method you are cultivating at the moment seems to have touched a taboo, which is not bad. ”

"It's easy to say. Slightly mocking, Li Feiyu sighed lightly: "Then make a mistake, maybe you can turn back." ”

Suddenly, Li Feiyu seemed to come back to his senses, taboo?

"What taboo?" Li Feiyu looked at him suspiciously, the thing that the word taboo refers to has never been a good thing, and he couldn't help but feel a little bottomless.

Yaoli glanced at Li Feiyu lightly and said, "The taboo of cultivation, it is said that Zhuang Zhou will disappear inexplicably when he touches this taboo. ”

Disappeared inexplicably? His heart beat fiercely, and Li Feiyu looked at him to leave: "Then you still say it's good? I think it's better to start over." ”

You want to leave with a cold smile: "You only know that you disappear, don't you know that Zhuang Zhou can communicate with another world?" ”

When the words fell, he closed his eyes and ignored Li Feiyu when he was about to leave.

Li Feiyu looked helplessly at the time of leaving, hesitated for a while, and decided to make a mistake.

After thinking about it, he no longer paid attention to leaving, but looked at Xiao Liuzi: "What time is it?"

"Back to the eldest prince, it won't be a moment. ”

It feels like it's only been a while, but more than half an hour has passed?

Slightly condensed thoughts, a slight feeling of swelling came from the lower dantian, which was hot and very comfortable. Every Qi Refiner is extremely interested in the first wisp of qi, and he has it?

It's a pity that only this wisp of qi can't do anything on its own, and it's still the same as before.

The meridians are not connected, and although the true qi exists, it cannot be mobilized, at most it can also replenish the brain and nourish the body. If you want to mobilize your true qi, you have to at least Xiao Zhoutian, at that time, because of the growth of the divine soul, some strange magical powers will naturally be born, and at the same time, you can also practice some spells, so that you can be truly called a qi refiner.

And before that, it was just that he could use that little bit of true qi to make his body's endurance and strength stronger than ordinary people.

Otherwise, most of the armorers are beginners in qi refining, and do they still use Shangge spears in battlefield battles? Just throw a bunch of spells on your side, and we can throw a bunch of spells on our side?

Moreover, the killing qi is extremely restrained in spells, even the Great Zhou Tian Qi Refiner can only choose to fight ** on the battlefield, if he forcibly casts the spell, he will kill a thousand enemies, and he will lose himself, it will also be a thousand, maybe more than that!

In such a situation, the battlefield will always be just a battlefield, unless the Grandmaster Realm makes a move.

The Grandmaster Realm Qi Refiner, the true qi condenses into the true element, it seems that it has gone through the process of turning the virtual into the real, and the true yuan will no longer be restrained by the killing qi, and he can cast spells and supernatural powers as he wants. Because of this, that seal will be aimed at the Qi Refiners above the Great Zhou Heaven.

As for the Great Grandmaster, it is difficult to show his strength when he moves mountains and seas.

The sunlight began to skew, and the shadows of the trees slowly lengthened.

Northwest winds burst and swept through.

Xiao Liuzi stepped forward: "Big boy, it's not three o'clock." ”

"Well," he slowly stood up and said, "Go to the school to find the king." ”

Facing the scorching west wind, the three of them left the Yisi Mansion and went straight to the school grounds.

In less than half an hour, several people arrived at the school grounds.

The three thousand armor soldiers have long since dispersed. In this era, after the Shen time, it was counted as night, and generally the soldiers would be allowed to eat at the time of the Shen period, and after that, the Youshi would march thirty miles, and then, the day's training would be over.

Yaoli stood at the gate of the school very consciously, and then closed his eyes. Xiao Liuzi wanted to speak and stopped, so he had to follow and stand at the gate of the school.

Li Feiyu walked towards the high platform alone.

Wang Lin sat on the high platform and did not get up to greet him.

This is not inconsistent with the etiquette system, at this moment, Wang Lin is a teacher, and Li Feiyu is a disciple.

Slowly ascending to the high platform, Li Feiyu bowed: "Mr. Wang." ”

Wang Lin had a serious face: "Very punctual, very good." I can only be regarded as your teacher for a while, and I don't have to perform the discipleship ceremony. ”

"Yes. Li Feiyu replied softly.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, it means to receive orders, aimed at superiors or superiors, and for some special cases, it is mostly a response.

Wang Lin got up slowly, his eyes were shining, and he looked directly at Li Feiyu: "What do you want to learn?"

Li Feiyu raised his head, his eyes were full of anger: "The art of attack, the art of killing." ”

"Hahaha, okay!" Wang Lin shouted.

The technique of striking is equivalent to the art of fighting, the art of killing is the same as the art of self-preservation, but it is different, and it is precisely that the skill of killing makes Wang Lin appreciate!

Good man, he should be able to splash blood in five steps!

Instead of cowering, just looking for self-preservation.

Wang Lin smiled lightly: "At a young age, he has this kind of heart, which can be called excellent." If it weren't for the fact that the subordinates were not qualified, they really wanted to accept the eldest prince as a disciple. As if thinking of something, he sighed lightly: "The things that the ministers are good at are all in a sword, since the eldest prince wants to learn, the ministers must teach them." ”

"Mr. Xie Wang!"

"Sword training is extremely boring, the foundation lies in the strength, the root lies in the sword, and the beginner only needs to swing the sword. ”

After a pause, Wang Lin took out a three-foot bronze sword and threw it at Li Feiyu: "It's not easy to swing the sword freely, the eldest prince should persevere!"

Li Feiyu stretched out his hand to catch it, but his hand couldn't help but sink slightly.

This bronze sword is no less than fifteen catties, and it is too laborious to carry the sword in one hand.

Wang Lin slowly spoke: "Sword practice is very simple, raise it high to the top of your head, and slash down hard, you try!"

Li Feiyu nodded, raised the bronze sword, then held his breath and swung it violently. His wrist ached, and he almost threw the bronze sword out.

Wang Lin was silent: "That's not the case, you learn swords like this, or you can become a sword dance, but it's not a killing technique! You have to assume that there is a person in front of you who kills you with a sword, either he dies or you die, so you must go forward and kill him with all your might!"

Another sword swing, still sore wrists, and even the palms of his hands were sharpened.

Wang Lin shook his head: "Give me the sword!"

Taking the bronze sword, Wang Lin faced Li Feiyu, slowly took three steps back, and said, "Pay attention to your feelings!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his sword above his head, stared at Li Feiyu with his eyes, and then slashed down with a sword.

The wind rose, Li Feiyu seemed to be in his mind, a coolness rose from his back, and the tip of the bronze sword was still a foot away from him, but that killing intent directly shocked his mind, making him have a ridiculous illusion that he was dead!

Wang Lin put away his sword, walked to Li Feiyu's side, and said slowly: "Just like my sword, every sword is used with all my strength, and every sword must be either born or die, lasting for an hour, and I will come to see how you practice at three moments." ”

The words fell, and Wang Lin turned to leave.

Li Feiyu carefully recalled Fang Cai's feeling and slowly raised the bronze sword.

In front of me is the man who wants to kill me, and if he doesn't die, I will die.

Imagine being in a desperate situation and slash it with a sword!

The shape is similar, but the charm is insufficient.

Gently pursed the corners of his mouth, showing a resolute arc.

The shadow of the sword keeps falling, and every sword uses all its strength!