If you want to see martial arts, of course, you can't watch it in front of hundreds of people, otherwise you will become a showman.

Chonghua and Ge Na said hello and asked the three of them to take care of the victims. He took Su Guyuan to the place where the stranger lived temporarily.

It is in the center of the waterless town, very close to the place where the water is applied by Dayinghai, and is a small courtyard house, with several square white-walled and tiled houses hugging each other tightly and surrounding a cramped patio.

As soon as Su Guyuan entered the door, he saw a stone table in the courtyard with a stack of drawing paper on it. He walked over and picked it up, almost jumping in shock.

The name of this stack of paper is domineering, it is called Zhuxian Ling, and the top one is a picture of a hunchbacked old man, which reads:

Sick camels: Plague tracts

Realm: Heqi five products

Meng Qiu haunted the three roads of Yingzhou

Order strangers, and those who see them will be killed

Su Guyuan also knew a new Dao Dao "Epidemic Dao", this hunchback who practiced the Epidemic Dao was not a good person from the portrait and name.

Flip down a few more sheets, all of them are almost the same immortal order, most of the monks' Dao paths are the Plague Dao and the Hungry Ghost Dao, and when they are about to turn to the end, a new path appears: the Blood Source Dao, this Dao method sounds a bit similar to their own bloodline Dao Fruit.

Su Guyuan didn't take it seriously, and continued to scroll down, and saw a familiar portrait, which was Dayinghai.

Her edict reads:

Dayinghai: Hungry ghost road, merit road

Realm: Heqi Nine Products

The realm is profound, the suzerain does not come, and strangers avoid it temporarily

"So you know you can't beat Dayinghai! Then you still have to fight? Su Guyuan was a little surprised, the ink of this Zhuxian Order was already a little gray, and it was definitely not written recently.

It turned out that the strangers had long known that they were not the opponents of Dayinghai, and they actually chose to make a move, Su Guyuan didn't know whether to admire them for their determination or ridicule them for being unwise.

"If you've ever seen someone who has just died of thirst, you wouldn't ask that."

Chonghua walked over, took a deep look at the Great Yinghai's Immortal Order from Su Guyuan's hand, fell into memory, and said, "We just arrived in Wushui Town, and we happened to meet thirteen people who were dying of thirst. As soon as they died, the spiritual body life was refined into Dao fruit, and their souls were scattered, which was thirteen human lives, and they were eaten like snacks by Dayinghai.

There are so many of these things that we planned to avoid them for a while. Unexpectedly, the next day, I saw that she was actually giving water in a fake way, the disaster was obviously caused by herself, and she still wanted to rely on a few spoons of water to give grace to the people, isn't this humiliating? Mortals can be tortured and killed, but at least they cannot be humiliated. ”

Chonghua rarely said a lot of words, which shows how heavy the impact of Dayinghai was on him at that time. It's a pity that although he sent out a stunning knife later, he still failed.

Su Guyuan said: "The world is like this, you can't control it." ”

"Don't want to sweep the world, just sweep the things in front of you. With this life, do your best. Although Chonghua was a little depressed, his tone did not waver at all, patted Su Guyuan's shoulder, and said, "There are some things, I know that there is no good result." But someone has to do it, if you don't do it, this world is like a thousand-year-old dark room, and mortals are like pigs and sheep. ”

"You are heroes." Su Guyuan told the truth, the stranger knew that he couldn't do it, and he was determined to light a candle in the dark. In any case, it can be called a hero.

"It's a joke, it's just begging, how can there be a hero who defeats the battle every day." Chonghua was a little embarrassed.

He didn't forget the purpose of bringing Su Guyuan here, and found a three-foot-long straight knife from the weapon rack next to the courtyard, held it in his hand together with the scabbard, and said: "My martial arts are called Badao, a total of twenty-eight styles, inherited from the Luling Badao Gate.

Our martial arts practice is a breath of blood and bravery, called internal force, and the internal force is a move every week, you see. ”

Chonghua put the knife into the sheath, his legs were slightly wrong, and a snowy knife suddenly spit out.

Su Guyuan saw the trajectory of the knife clearly, it was a knife drawing technique that cut directly through the front from the scabbard.

"The first knife, the thunder goes electric cutting."

Chonghua's face was solemn, holding a knife in both hands, as if he was not holding a piece of iron, but a grinding disc that weighed a thousand pounds.

With a bang, he stepped on the ground and stepped out of a head-sized pit, and his whole body was like an arrow from a string, and suddenly appeared a foot away, and the knife drew a white line straight down, like a meteor cutting through the night sky.

"The second knife, the thunder streamer."

This move Su Guyuan had seen was exactly the one that slashed at Linu in the Wusheng Temple at that time.

Next, Chonghua stabbed again and again, and seriously demonstrated the domineering twenty-eight styles.

If the opponent is a mortal martial artist, this set of sword techniques can undoubtedly be called a winning master. For example, the first move is lightning and electric cutting, in the case of the opponent's surprise, draw the knife and strike first, as long as the opponent is not an enemy who is more than two levels higher, he will be hit hard.

But in the face of the monk, and the strange monk's true body, it is not enough to see at all. It's like facing a treacherous fog that appears from all directions at the same time, and there is no chance of surprise at all; There is also the Drought Fish, when it attacks, it is an overwhelming tentacle group, there is no false trick or temptation, and the shot is a nirvana.

In the face of this kind of opponent, those false moves, offensive and defensive tricks, and defensive moves in mortal martial arts are basically useless.

While Su Guyuan was thinking, Chonghua had also finished his demonstration, this set of knife techniques had extremely high requirements for physique and internal strength, Rao is Chonghua was strong, and he became a little panting, he wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead. Asked Su Guyuan: "How is it?" Do you have any tips? ”

Su Guyuan didn't speak, closed his eyes, and deduced more than a hundred times from beginning to end in his mind, he was thinking about which moves would be more powerful and more lethal if the long knife was attached to the Killing Dao Fruit and the Great Sword Intent.

This thought passed the work of a meal, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already familiar with the twenty-eight knife knife styles, and he simplified them and recreated them, and finally only left three moves.

"I have learned." Su Guyuan replied to Chonghua.

Then he casually took out a five-foot-long Miao knife from the weapon rack, and also put on a thunderbolt starting style, with the long knife hanging slightly from his waist.

It's just that his move is no longer standing in place like Chonghua and slashing out, but at the same time as he slashes out, the rich True Qi provided by the Bloodline Dao Fruit drives his body to advance rapidly.

In the next moment, everything along the way, whether it was a stone table, a stone chair, or even a huge stone lock for practice, was split in half by the great sword intent attached to the long knife.

"Thunder goes electrocution." Su Guyuan said the name of this trick.

"Wonderful." Chonghua sincerely admired.

Su Guyuan didn't stop moving, and said the name of the second knife: "Divine Shock." ”

This knife is in Chonghua's hands, and it is a slash. And Su Guyuan referred to the night of the Martial Saint Temple, and cooperated with Ge Na to kill the pear slave, and re-deduced it into an aerial slash.

As soon as the words fell, his heart beat violently like a drum, his legs were slightly misaligned, and the whole person flew into the air in an instant.

"Divine Shock."

This knife, like the morning sun, cut through the dark night, the sword light was like a waterfall falling from the sky, and the dazzling knife gang illuminated Chonghua's face.

Chonghua couldn't see the trajectory of the knife clearly, but he knew it tightly in his heart, this knife was far higher than himself in terms of power and realm.

Is this the strength of a monk?

It's just one look.