"Well, you keep staring, this time...... It's better not to let me down again. The black-robed man glanced at him lightly.

The young man's body suddenly stiffened, his breathing was short, and cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck.

"Okay, let's go down, as for the two disciples who died at the hands of the Green Gang...... Pull out their souls before it's too late, and don't waste time. ”

The black-robed man paused and continued, "When it comes time to take revenge in the future, they will be able to testify. ”

"Yes."

As soon as these words came out, the sweat on the back of the young man's neck became more and more, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

This is the Nine Yin Sect, which is extremely cruel, no wonder it will be called an evil sect.

Master and apprentice? Hehe.

The young man did not dare to say much, and slowly retreated respectfully, leaving only the black-robed man alone in the room.

He sat down in his chair, his knuckles tapping rhythmically on the table, gradually sorting out the chaotic thoughts in his head.

Those disciples were originally outcasts, and as early as the beginning of the plan, they were destined to be sacrificed.

It's just that before he dies, at least he has to pull a hall master of the Green Gang, or more people to die together.

But who knew that Wang Chuan's gang actually intervened sideways and sabotaged their plan again.

But as I said before, the end goal was achieved.

As the so-called Ming Xiu plank road, dark Chen Cang, now it seems that this plank road has attracted a lot of attention.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the black-robed man's mouth, and he said in a low voice: "A group of little cubs, you also want to fight with me?" ”

But soon, he restrained his smile, looked out the window at the deep night, and muttered, "When this matter is done, the Holy Son should also go to Chang'an." ”

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At the same time, Anle Fang.

Bang!

Stone chips flying.

Wang Chuan let out a sigh, slowly put away the steel knife in his hand, and raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

In front of him, there was a piece of bluestone that was half a person high and three feet thick, and the texture was extremely hard, which he specially found to practice in the afternoon.

There are already dozens of light white marks on the bluestone, about half a palm deep, and the fresh knife mark on the top is the deepest, with a full palm.

However, no matter how deep it is, it is so insignificant for a three-foot-thick bluestone.

Wang Chuan frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "It is really extremely difficult to cultivate. ”

"It's actually pretty good, and it's been a lot of progress." Li Zhenfeng stepped forward and said while observing the knife marks.

When looking for bluestone in the afternoon, he happened to meet Li Zhenfeng, because of the existence of mental methods and formulas, so the cultivation of techniques does not need to avoid people, so Li Zhenfeng simply came together.

After all, he is an eight-rank and has a lot of actual combat experience, so he can be guided a little and accompany him to practice knives.

However, when Li Zhenfeng heard that he had chosen the nameless sword technique, he took a full ten breaths on the spot, his face full of disbelief.

Then he patted Wang Chuan's shoulder, revealing a look of pity, and said comfortingly: "Ahem, it's not that my brother doesn't like you, in short...... Ask for more blessings and leave it to fate. ”

Wang Chuan: "......"

At that moment, he was speechless.

"Come on, let's get back to practice." Li Zhenfeng got up and said, while pulling out the steel knife on his waist.

"Okay."

Wang Chuan stood opposite him, putting on a posture, and it was a good thing that someone could spar.

Subsequently.

The crackling sound was endless, and the two steel knives kept colliding, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily slashed.

Li Zhenfeng controlled his qi and blood and kept it at a level similar to Wang Chuan.

He has not practiced knife techniques, but the most basic slashing, chopping, flirting, etc., but he still presses Wang Chuan in all directions.

Wang Chuan's moves are masculine, and his knife skills are also very sharp, and one knife is faster than another.

And so, a quarter of an hour later, the two stood apart.

Li Zhenfeng's breath was long, and there was no change, but Wang Chuan was already sweating profusely, and his breathing was slightly disordered.

"Let's get here tonight first, since you have chosen this knife technique, then don't rush it, you must have a correct mentality." Li Zhenfeng said.

Hearing this, Wang Chuan nodded and thanked, "It's troublesome to the hall master." ”

"Hey, what are you talking about? We're all cousins, and I'm gone. Li Zhenfeng waved his hand and turned to leave.

Wang Chuan sent him out of the hospital.

For the past few days, he has been closed, and all his thoughts have been put on the cultivation of the Blue Sea and Blue Sky Technique and the Nameless Sword Technique.

Li Zhenfeng would often come to practice with him, and unconsciously, the relationship between the two became much closer.

Seven days passed peacefully.

The huge and prosperous Chang'an City, as always, has not happened much in recent days.

There were also no problems on the Weng Mansion's side, but the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Sect were getting bolder and bolder, and the Qing Gang's manpower was divided a lot.

At the same time, the forces under the Chang'an table have been restless recently.

The two major gangs entrenched in the nearby Fang City, I don't know what kind of wind they smoked, as if they had agreed, and at the same time provoked the Qing Gang, and many conflicts broke out between the two sides.

And these two forces, on the surface, do not lose to the Green Gang at all, and they bring a lot of pressure.

Cao Dong's face has been very bad in the past few days, and he is a little anxious.

However, Wang Chuan had only heard about these things and did not pay too much attention to them.

In the small courtyard, he practiced the knife technique again, and suddenly a feeling of indescribability appeared in his heart.

Wang Chuan was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and then glanced down, and illusory small characters suddenly appeared in front of him.

Qi and Blood: 211/300

Potential points: 2

Exercises: Blue Sea and Blue Sky (Proficient +)

Technique: Nameless Knife (Beginner+)

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Ha ha!

Wang Chuan's brows stretched, his face was happy, and he finally ...... It's finally time to get started!

In addition to joy, he did not hesitate, and hurriedly walked back to the house and lay on the bed, ready for the next ascension.

Now, though, he is faced with two choices.

Since his qi and blood had increased by fifty points again, Wang Chuan had gained one potential point again.

The plus sign reappeared after the exercise, which meant that he could choose to improve the Blue Sea and Blue Sky Technique, or improve the Nameless Sword Technique.

The former can gain more qi and blood, and thus gain potential points, but the latter can gain great strength...... It's hard to decide.

But Wang Chuan didn't hesitate much, he directly chose the latter, and improved his technique first.

In the long run, the former is the most in line with maximizing the benefits of development, but everything should not only be considered later, but also focus on the present.

He had already broken the Nine Yin Sect many good things, and it was impossible for the other party to let him go, so Wang Chuan first needed strong strength to protect his body.

As for the advancement of the exercises, anyway, it only takes a little to get started, and the qi and blood will be able to reach two hundred and fifty points immediately, and if you get one point again, you will still be able to add it to the exercises in a few days.

As the so-called sharpening of the knife does not mistake the woodcutter, it is okay.

After making a decision, the potential point suddenly changes, from two to one, and the plus sign after the technique disappears.

Wang Chuan ...... again It's dark.

A familiar scene appeared in front of him, and this time he still didn't eat or drink, and practiced the nameless sword technique without sleep.

One year, two years, three years...... Five-year ......

All in all, day after day, year after year, until the knife becomes proficient.

Wang Chuan slowly opened his eyes, and his expression was slightly vicissitudes.

After a long time, he let out a long breath, watching the entry behind the technique column become proficient, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

He jumped up and got out of bed with a carp, and casually held the steel knife on the side, the knife and his hand had just come into contact, and a feeling of blood connection emerged on its own.

Five years of knife practice, self-deserved.

The smile on the corner of Wang Chuan's mouth became more and more intense, and he walked to the bluestone with scarred knives and stood still, and slowly raised the steel knife in his hand.

Qi and blood were drumming, passing through the meridians quickly, Wang Chuan's expression was awe-inspiring, and he slashed at the bluestone.

Bang!

This knife, the bluestone broke in response, and was divided into two halves from the middle, and the fracture was extremely smooth enough to be seen.

Knife fast!

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