"Familiar to familiar!, but there are still rules!"

Ouyang Yingjun glanced at Shanmeng with slanted eyes, and said proudly in his tone.

"I have! I have!"

The mountain league grinned, leaned over, and carefully took out a spar from the storage bag.

"In the image crystal, there is a scenery that cannot be missed!"

"Oh?"

Ouyang Yingjun's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were looking forward to taking the image spar handed over by the mountain alliance, a trace of mana shocked, and then a fox woman with a wonderful figure, a delicate body, and towering double peaks suddenly appeared in the image spar, it was Hu Manli who had made her nosebleed.

"Big big ...... It's huge!"

Ouyang Yingjun saw the scene in the reflection crystal, his eyes were almost straight, and his mouth grinned behind the root of his ear, and saliva flowed.

"The Sprinkle family has another angle, which reflects its Miaoman's figure in detail!" After saying that, Shanmeng took out another reflection spar from his arms.

"Let's have a look at Uncle Ben!"

Ouyang Yingjun's expression couldn't wait, and he reached out to grab the image crystal.

"What I want, "Thief of the Sky"!"

Shan Meng dodged Ouyang Ying's handsome pounce, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The nine steps of stealing the sky can only teach you the first three steps, because the thief was ...... back then. Ahem, there are many heirs left, and their bloodlines are all over the tribes, but his "Heaven Stealing Steps" only leaves the first three steps, if his descendants know that he has a complete law, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Ouyang Yingjun's expression was meaningful, and he smiled dryly.

"First 3 Steps......

Shanmeng glanced at Li Changan and Ren Qixian, and saw that the two nodded at the same time, so he nodded in agreement.

"Yes!"

"Let's get started!"

Ouyang Yingjun's expression couldn't wait to stare at the Reflection Crystal Dao in the hand of the Mountain Alliance.

""Thief of the Sky" takes theft as the righteousness, takes its ingenuity, footwork is like a ghost, elusive, after learning, it can almost turn decay into magic, and shuttle freely in desperate situations......"

Ouyang Yingjun told the essence of "Thief of the Sky", interpreted the various changes of the first three steps in detail, Li Changan and the three of them silently remembered the essence of the "Thief of the Sky", and then Ouyang Yingjun evolved "Thief of the Sky" several times, and its line was like a ghost, which was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

"Remember?"

Ouyang Yingjun looked at Shan Mengdao.

"Almost!"

Shan Meng nodded, the mana in his body roared, and he struggled to run the "Sky Thief Step", and his steps under his feet were suddenly treacherous, and he took three steps in a row, but the next moment.

"Boom!"

Shanmeng's body fell heavily to the ground, smashing down the stone table on the side, and the hard bluestone was almost smashed to pieces, making a loud noise.

"Between the first step and the second step, the mana runs on the strong side, and the second and third steps do not comprehend its essence, and the form and spirit are lost. Ouyang Yingjun pointed out.

On the side, Ren Qixian also tried to run "Sky Thief Step", and after taking three steps in succession, his body suddenly rushed forward, and he almost fell to the ground.

And Li Changan frowned and thought about it, when he was fighting, Ouyang Yingjun didn't seem to be using "Sky Stealing Steps", his figure was chic and elegant, and he had a sense of freedom when he walked.

"I want to hide it! Sooner or later, you'll vomit!"

Li Changan stared at Ouyang Yingjun deeply, and then immersed himself in the cyan world, the cyan figure stepped out, disappeared suddenly, and appeared three zhang away, and its trajectory met Li Changan's eyes.

"Huh!"

In the courtyard, Li Changan opened his eyes, took three steps and made one step at a time, and his figure disappeared suddenly, and suddenly appeared in the center of the courtyard a few feet away.

"Huh? Such a perception ......."

Ouyang Yingjun looked surprised, his eyes widened, and he was shocked that Li Changan had only succeeded in stepping out of "Thief of the Sky" once.

"It's on par with me! No wonder it's so strong!"

"When Uncle Ben practiced this "Heaven Stealing Step" back then, he was like Li Changan, and he successfully stepped out of it only once!"

Ouyang Yingjun sighed and sighed, nostalgic for the invincible demeanor of ancient times.

Then Ouyang Yingjun turned his head and glanced at Shan Meng a few times with slanted eyes, his eyes full of contempt.

"Your qualifications, it's just insulting to the word genius!"

Shanmeng: "......"

......

Soon three days passed, and in three days, Li Changan quickly consolidated his cultivation, and joined forces with the Mountain League and Ren Qixian to fight several times, all of which were easily defeated, even if the Mountain League used the mountain battle body, it could not survive ten moves under Li Changan's fist, and Ren Qixian relied on the sword array to maneuver with it, and only supported a dozen moves before Li Changan stepped out of the "Sky Thief Step", close to his body and quickly defeated it.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, on the lush forest path, Ou Ye stepped forward with nine long swords emitting a cold glow, his face was full of exhaustion, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have not closed his eyes for a long time.

"Disciple meets Master!"

Ou Ye bowed respectfully at Li Changan and saluted his teacher.

"You rest for an hour first, and then you can repair the Sword Body!"

With a wave of his hand, Li Changan spurted out a mana and shot into Ouye's body, relieving his physical exhaustion.

"Yes!"

Ouye's mental state was extremely poor at this time, and he kept forging the long sword for three consecutive days, and at the same time, he also had to familiarize himself with the "Sword Body" exercises, as well as various codexes and classics, which could no longer be supported, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep after sitting down.

"Take out the nine long swords, Uncle Ben must carve the magic circle, otherwise he will not be able to break through the limitations of his physique!" Ouyang Yingjun took out several medium-grade spars from the Qiankun bag and continued to carve the magic pattern.

"Zheng!"

Li Changan inserted the nine long swords that Ou Ye carried behind him in various places around Ou Ye's body according to the formation diagram drawn by Ouyang Yingjun, and then Ouyang Yingjun continued to spread the medium-grade spars engraved with magic patterns all over the nine long swords, firmly enveloping Ou Ye.

The complexity of its magic circle far exceeds the magic pattern depicted by Li Changan and the three of them devouring the phoenix marrow.

A few hours later, Ouyang Yingjun raised his hand to wipe away a trace of sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, in front of him, the nine long swords and the surrounding spars formed nine small magic circles, and they were connected in series to form a large magic circle, and Ou Ye was convenient for the formation to sit and rest in the eyes of the array at this time.

"Now that the circle is set up, it's time to go!"

Ouyang Yingjun breathed slightly for a moment and said.

Li Changan nodded, and shot out a burst of green gold mana from his fingertips to wake Ou Ye up.

"Immerse yourself in the mind and run the Sword Body!"

"Yes!"

Ou Ye's spirit had recovered at this time, his eyes were no longer red, his face was exhausted, and his body was full of qi and blood, and his heart was beating violently like an oven.

"Sword one! Take the sword as the essence, swallow and eat it, wrap it around the body and wrap it around the body......"

"Circle, Kai!"

Ouyang Yingjun roared, and then the mana in his body surged, activating his magic array, constantly manipulating and sorting, the nine long swords let out a buzzing tremor, and one after another sword qi erupted, converging into a giant sword and stabbing at Ouye's body.

"Boom!"

At this time, Ou Ye ran the "Sword Body", and an extremely weak devouring force erupted from his body, and the majestic sword power could only absorb a little, and the entire body seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of stubborn stones, and no matter could penetrate.

"Broken!"

Ouyang Yingjun held the law in his hand, and suddenly the huge sword shadow outside Ou Ye's body turned into thousands of densely packed small long swords, deeply piercing into its thousands of pores.

"Poof~"

Ou Ye was like a lightning strike, opening his mouth and spewing out a stream of blood glittering with golden threads, but the devouring power in his body gradually increased, and he was finally able to devour several strands of sword power wrapped around his body.

"It's not enough! This son's body is so tough, and the thousands of pores on his body are like thousands of iron shields, which are extremely strong, and they need stronger impact!"

Ouyang Yingjun once again pinched the magic circle in his hand, and the thousands of thin long swords suddenly became thick and sharp, and then stabbed fiercely into the thousands of pores of Ouye's body.

"Buzz!"

Everywhere in Ou Ye's body, thousands of long swords transformed by sword qi buzzed, constantly burrowing into his body like a swimming fish, making an extremely penetrating sound, and Ou Ye almost turned into a bloody man at this time, enduring great pain, but he didn't say a word, the green tendons on his forehead suddenly beat violently, and the roots of his teeth clenched.

"Immerse yourself in your mind and continue to run Sword Body!"

Ouyang Yingjun scolded, and then the law was constantly changing, and the thunderous rumble in the magic circle was endless, and thousands of small sword qi grew a few points again,

"Click!"

Finally, when the magic circle was running to the extreme, the thousands of pores in Ouye's body suddenly opened, and one after another sword power rushed into all parts of his body, converging in the thousands of pores.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

The rest of the matter came naturally, the majestic sword power turned into a small long sword in Ouyeel's thousands of pores, constantly circling and flying, and finally almost filled the thousands of pores, and the nine long swords in the magic circle quickly turned into powder, and the medium-grade spar was also exhausted and turned into mortal stone.

"The Sword Body has been completed! In the future, cultivation can only devour the sword power, I can't help you with this, I can only rely on yourself!"

Li Changan said to Ouye.

"Master, don't worry! Sword casting is my ability to eat! And after my strength is improved, the level of my sword casting can also be improved!"

Ou Ye patted his strong chest and said, the talent in sword forging is completely opposite to the cultivation talent, even the sword casting master in the Dragon Bird Sword Palace cannot compare with him in the quality of forging low-grade long swords.