The iron wood core is the most essential part of the thousand-year-old iron wood, and both the hardness and the familiarity of the refining equipment are much stronger than the iron wood itself.

With the strength of Zhou Yang and a few people, it took a lot of effort to just cut off Tiemu, and it took a lot of effort to complete it, not to mention that it was even more difficult to beat Tiemuxin. In addition, in order to collect the heart of ironwood in its entirety, so that it is fully functional and not damaged, it is more difficult to operate and requires a high degree of accuracy.

Thinking of the task of 1,000 more plants, Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel a big head.

"No, if it goes on like this, it will take a month, and it won't be able to complete this task. Elder Zhang's assignment of this task to us is not just as simple as collecting materials, it must have some meaning. ”

During the break, Zhou Yang brought up this topic, and everyone became active.

"You can't even think of such a simple thing, of course people are looking at your basic swordsmanship and giving you a reward. Qingyun kicked a small stone and said nonchalantly.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it, Qingyun, or you are smart. Zhou Yang exclaimed, jumped up, made Qingyun confused, and said vigorously: "What did I say, what's going on?"

Zhou Yang ignored everyone's strange eyes, walked straight to the edge of an iron and wood, drew his long sword, and made a gesture.

"Yes, exactly. ”

Zhou Yang clenched the long sword in his hand, moved his wrist slightly, and followed the starting style of basic swordsmanship, loosening his shoulders, sinking his waist, and accumulating strength.

Brush!

The sword was like a streamer, and the cold light flickered, and the long sword slashed towards Tiemu like lightning.

It's not very powerful, but it's fast.

The long sword fell on the ironwood, seemingly infinitely powerful, but only scratches visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Yang was not discouraged when he saw this, bent his elbows, collected his sword, loosened his shoulders again, sank his waist, charged his strength, and took out his sword!

The sword was like a blast of wind, and the cold light flickered.

A sword is as tight as a sword, and a sword is as fast as a sword.

However, the strange thing is that every time he draws out his sword, he has three points of strength, like a lazy man who sharpens his skills, swinging his sword there, giving people a sense of no strength.

"What is Zhou Yang doing this time, as if he is not tired?"

Qingyun walked over stupidly, wanting to see what kind of reputation Zhou Yang was doing. This lumberjack's work is a hard work, everyone is as tired as a dog, and they almost stick out their tongues and pant, only Zhou Yang not only did not rest, but also tossed and turned here without a sword.

As soon as she walked over, Qingyun was attracted by Zhou Yang's movements.

Zhou Yang's current sword head is in the same position, and the strength of each sword is almost the same. Although the strength is not large, it is not even consumed, and with the power of *, he mechanically controls the long sword with his muscles, and slashes at the same position of ironwood with the basic sword technique of splitting the sword.

Gradually, Zhou Yang's movements became more and more proficient, his power control became more and more precise, and at the same time, his movements became more and more handy.

Ten swords, one hundred swords, a thousand swords......

Each sword is slashed in the same position, and the accumulation of thousands of swords makes the scratches that can only be seen by the naked eye deeper and deeper.

Rumble!

Thousands of years of iron and wood fell unwillingly under Zhou Yang's torture.

"What's going on, what's going on, where is it collapsing?"

Pan Feng got up with a bone, he was too tired just now, except for Qingyun's scruple image, several people were lying on the grass, basking in the sun and falling asleep, and when they heard the movement, they all got up.

Seeing Zhou Yang cut off this thousand-year-old ironwood in his hand, it seemed to be effortless. Their eyes were filled with shock.

Zhou Yang has been with them for a few months, and they will always be amazed, whether it is martial arts or understanding, they will always make people's eyes shine from time to time. However, all the shocks added up are not comparable to today's situation.

This thousand-year-old ironwood is extremely hard, just a few people almost exhausted the true yuan, and it took most of the day to cut off a piece of ironwood, and they couldn't hold it anymore and needed to rest. Unexpectedly, during this break of rest, Zhou Yang didn't sweat a drop, and cut off another piece of ironwood.

"Zhou Yang, you honestly, is there something fake?"

Pan Feng was stunned and didn't believe that it was Zhou Yang who cut off this piece of ironwood, just a quarter of an hour ago, Zhou Yang, like them, still used his strength to cut off a piece of ironwood. At this moment, the kung fu has greatly increased its strength as if it was a divine help, and no one will believe it.

Zhou Yang didn't explain, and led the four of them to another iron wood and said to them: "I finally understand the meaning of Elder Zhang asking us to take the thousand-year-old iron wood heart, but he just wants us to better cultivate the basic method. It's one thing to understand just in theory, it's another thing to put it into practice. This basic technique, just proficient moves, is far from enough, only to be flexible use, in order to improve the actual combat ability. For example, "

Zhou Yang pointed to this piece of iron wood and said, "For example, splitting iron wood can be completely done in the way that Elder Zhang taught in the Martial Arts Hall, which can achieve twice the result with half the effort." ”

He once again loosened his shoulders, sank his waist, and gathered strength, and drew his sword with ease.

The long sword shot out, leaving only one mark on the ironwood, ten swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords, and a drop of water pierced through the stone, and with a loud bang, the ironwood fell again.

Fang Dazhi and Du Yuan realized something, and they couldn't wait to walk to an iron wood and test it according to the method Zhou Yang said.

Pan Feng looked at the calloused palm with a bitter face, and also staggered to a piece of iron and wood, and slashed it one by one.

The same martial artists, who can reach their realm, are all people who have endured hardship, are tired, sweated, and spilled blood, this kind of thing that can not only cultivate, but also complete the task, and it is not too strenuous, although it is boring and hard, but it is completely stress-free for them.

Only Qingyun doesn't know how to start, everyone has a trick to take advantage of, but she also cultivates the Five Elements Technique, and she doesn't know where to start.

Zhou Yang walked over and said with a smile: "Among the five elements, Jin Neng Kemu, you might as well use Jin Xing Technique, Shu Zhenyuan as a sword, and try to chop according to the way of sword moves." ”

When Qing Yun heard this, her eyes lit up, and under the operation of the true yuan, a true yuan power that shone with the color of Gengjin was bundled into a small sword and slashed towards the iron wood.

"Oh, that's useful. Qing Yunfeng's eyes were bright, she looked at Zhou Yang and said, "Little junior brother, you know a lot. ”

This Qingyun doesn't know how much Zhou Yang's title has changed, when she is happy, she is a junior brother, and when she is unhappy, Zhou Yang is a fool, and Zhou Yang can't tell her apart, so she can only rely on her.

At the beginning, in terms of force control and accuracy, it was not enough, and the effect was not good, but they were all people with good understanding, although they might be worse than Zhou Yang, but they could quickly summarize and improve in the action. After some running-in, their movements gradually became lighter, and their efficiency was greatly improved