"It's important to know how to pick up a weapon, but it's even more important to know how to lay down a weapon when necessary, because the weapon in your hand can not only kill ghosts, but also kill people easily."

Before Chu Yang began to try out the weapon, Sorrow Mingyu warned him of this sentence, which can be described as well-intentioned.

"Mr. Xingming, don't worry, I know the meaning of this power in my body." Chu Yang replied sincerely, and then walked over to the pile of heavy weapons and looked carefully.

Meteor hammers, maces, chain maces, giant plate axes taller than people, and horse chopping knives with blades as wide as a door.

Chu Yang who looked at it was in a cold sweat.

This is the selection of weapons, it is obviously the selection of torture tools, and the whole large-scale crime tool identifies the scene!

There are even long-handled broadswords and lances with ancient Chinese characteristics.

Guan Erye has to give a thumbs up when he comes.

The weapon of Grief Mingyu Xingying is actually a modification of the chain hammer, and a broad axe is connected to the other end to further strengthen the lethality, and in his heart, he really hopes that Chu Yang will choose a weapon similar to his own.

However, Chu Yang finally chose to chop the horse.

It's a knife.

The others have nothing to do with the "Rilun Knife" at all, and Chu Yang doesn't really want to use it.

It's a big deal to change the name to "Iron Broken Teeth" or "Cutting the Moon", it looks quite similar anyway.

Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming sighed, looking a little lost.

What happened to the hammer?

It is lethal and easy to operate, killing ghosts, one at a time.

I don't know how to appreciate!

"You're not yet an official member of the Ghost Slayer Team, so the weapon in your hand is only temporary, allowing you to participate in the final selection. ”

"Although the weapons are different, the moves are the same, you just need to know how to be flexible in terms of details."

Grief Mingyu Xingming picked up his weapon and began to practice the sword technique of Rock Breath for Chu Yang.

Most of the heavy weapons use techniques have something in common, and Sorrow Mingyu Xingming hopes that Chu Yang can find a skill that suits him and allows the horse chopper to play to his strengths.

Chu Yang watched intently, keeping all the moves firmly in his mind.

Because of the small number of inheritors, the Breath of Rock has many fewer moves than other schools, and the Sorrowful Mingyu Xing Ming Xiang Xiang Chu Yang practiced the Wu Zhi form and stopped moving.

"That's the end of my moves, and it's up to you to complete the rest." Grief Mingyu put down his weapon and clasped his hands together, "If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me now." ”

Chu Yang shook his head, indicating that he had no doubts.

Seeing this, Sorrowful Mingyu Xingming couldn't help but sigh, inexplicably a little lonely, a genius like Chu Yang is indeed very easy to teach, but if he is too relaxed, he has no sense of achievement.

In particular, it is the most difficult of the five breathing methods to practice.

"Recently, I have to go out to investigate the operation of ghosts, and I am responsible for cleaning up the ghosts in the jurisdiction, so you have to stay alone in the temple to cultivate, and remember, you must light the incense of vine flowers at night."

Speaking of the fragrance of vine flowers, the expression of the sorrowful Mingyu Xingming looked a little unnatural, as if recalling some sad memories, he returned to the room to pack his bags, and told Chu Yang before leaving.

After the sad Mingyu walked, Chu Yang went up the mountain to fetch water every day, even if the water tank in the backyard was filled, he was still happy.

The results of his training were so noticeable that he would soon be able to return to the temple at noon, and he could even spare an afternoon to practice his sword skills.

But Chu Yang obviously didn't take the instructions of the sad Mingyu to heart, and the incense of the vine flowers placed in the temple was not ignited once.

Another half a month passed, and Chu Yang practiced his sword skills in the courtyard until late at night.

Suddenly I smelled a strange smell.

It's a stench that's hard to describe.

It's like putting a bunch of rotting food and corpses together and fermenting constantly.

The stinky Chu Yang is about to vomit out!

He suddenly realized...... It's the smell of ghosts!

Afterwards, Chu Yang immediately began to see and hear domineering, and finally heard that something was approaching on the periphery of the temple, and the speed was extremely fast, like a hungry beast seeing food.

Chu Yang held his breath and skillfully entered the state of concentrated breathing, his eyes staring at the door in front of him.

Bang!!!

With a loud bang, the gate fell suddenly, and a black shadow burst out of the darkness and rushed towards Chu Yang in the moonlight!

At the same time, Chu Yang jumped high!

The horse chopping knife in his hand slashed towards the black shadow from top to bottom!

【Breath of the Rock, Type II, Shattered Surface】

The powerful force caused the air to vibrate, and the violent air flow startled the black shadow that attacked Chu Yang.

This guy with a horse chopping knife is no ordinary person!

When Death Strikes......

The Black Shadow roared in his heart, trying with all his might to sideways dodge the blow!

It worked!

The saber was originally intended to cut at its head.

As a result, it was slashed from its right shoulder all the way to its right leg, cutting it in half!

"Ahhh!!hhh

The dark shadow let out a terrible howl, firstly because of pain, and secondly because of fear.

Just by taking a look, Chu Yang hit it hard!

If it wasn't a ghost, it would have died by now!

After cutting off half of the black shadow's body, Chu Yang and it staggered, and both sides turned back at the same time, looking at each other's faces.

There is nothing wrong with the black shadow being indeed a ghost, and it is also the image of a delicate young man.

It's just that his face is hideous, and his face is covered with weird runes.

The young ghost's eyes were scarlet, staring at Chu Yang.

It seems that he wants to keep his face in mind and find an opportunity to take revenge in the future.

"It's a pity to cut it off on the head......" Chu Yang was a little uncomfortable, he was fighting with a ghost for the first time, and he underestimated the speed of the other party.

Only the young ghost who stood on the ground with half of his body and one foot left, did not have the idea of desperately trying with the swordsman in front of him who looked similar to himself.

It knows that there is only one end for desperate efforts, and that is death.

So, without thinking much about it, it jumped onto the eaves and prepared to escape from the strange temple over the wall.

A gust of wind blew.

The shadow of death just now appeared in the bottom of the young ghost's heart again, and he subconsciously leaned to the right, and as a result, the familiar huge horse chopping knife flickered past his left shoulder.

With a poof, another arm flew out.

With a chirp, the arm fell to the ground, forming a pair with the previously severed arm.

This time the young ghost didn't scream, it was like being stuffed into an ice cellar, trembling wildly, and the fear of death clearly outweighed the pain.

"Oops, the reaction is so fast, I'm chopping crookedly again!" Chu Yang looked at the young ghost in surprise, its prediction of danger was about to catch up with what he had seen and heard, and it was able to escape death twice.

"Isn't your blood-ghost magic just predicting danger?" Chu Yang stared at the young ghost with a blank face.

The young ghost was shocked, because Chu Yang guessed correctly, its blood ghost technique could indeed predict danger to a certain extent, that is, strengthen instinct.

The body of the young ghost is recovering, and it is very fast.

But it wasn't sure if it could drag it until the moment when its body was fully recovered, and the young man on the opposite side was eyeing the enemy, and the knife in his hand was as big as a door panel, which could easily cut off its body.

Obviously with such a heavy weapon, the speed of the young man is as fast as thunder!