Ouyang Yan's heart was very sad and painful, and his heart was like a knife, and he was anxious, so he wanted to run out and find the person who did this evil thing today.

The little foxes were howling, and their spiritual eyes were dripping with tears, wetting the beautiful white hair, and the moist tear stains in the corners of their eyes looked particularly pitiful.

Hu Lao wiped the corners of his eyes, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Xiaoyue went to track it down, I don't know if I can save it or not, when she knows, it is already an hour late." ”

"I'm going, I'm going to kill him. Ouyang Yan shouted, he couldn't control himself at all, and he was about to run.

But.

In an instant, Hu Lao grabbed his arm, shook his head and said, "Wait, wait for Xiaoyue to come back, now you don't know where to chase or where to find." ”

"Is it just waiting?" Ouyang Yan was very angry, very irritable, and a little at a loss, he hated himself for why he couldn't do anything.

Why is such an important thing happening today, and what if the other four little foxes have any three strengths and two weaknesses?

It's like his own family, his own sister, if he dies, there is no room for redemption.

They are also like two or three-year-old children, very kind, learning human etiquette, and without any malice.

But he still encountered the hands of evil, and his life and death are uncertain.

"Wait, I hope it's okay. Hu Lao sighed, shook his head, and his eyes were also confused.

A few little foxes were wailing, and they were their sisters, and they were even more upset.

Ouyang Yan squatted down, hugged them at his feet, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for them, and said with a wry smile: "Little girls, don't be sad, maybe it'll be fine, it won't look good if you cry again, go to sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow." ”

Ouyang Yan felt that the corners of his eyes were moving, that kind of bitter, heart-wrenching taste, he hadn't had it for a long time.

was bullied and tortured by evil servants in Ouyang Mansion, and he also gritted his teeth and suffered the pain, but he did not shed a single tear.

But now.

He felt like he couldn't control himself, and there was something wet in his eyes that wanted to burst out of his eyes.

Hu Lao could see the sadness in Ouyang Yan's eyes, and comforted him not to worry and be sad, it should be fine with Xiaoyue's presence.

Ouyang Yan nodded and returned to his cave.

He was sad, wanted to cry, wanted to vent, and beat the perpetrator to death to relieve his hatred.

But I don't know who it is.

He sat down on the bed, and the image of the little foxes being killed kept in his mind, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Dao Yun's voice sounded with a hint of sigh: "Instead of being sad, it's better to be strong, otherwise you can't change anything." ”

"I'm too weak. Ouyang Yan muttered, and his tightly clenched fists also loosened.

He is now striving to strengthen himself, and the "Three Realms Sword Technique" taught to him by the Divine Sect. "It's his Divine Soul Technique, and it's very urgent to learn it now.

From the lotus sachet, he took out the fangs of the ancient wolf king that he had obtained in the wolf's lair, and held it in his hand to look at it.

Shenmen's very Taoist voice sounded again, and said: "This tooth is a strange treasure, it is a thing that the soul can live in, in the future, it will be your sword, don't let me down." ”

Ouyang Yan nodded and replied, "Do your best!"

He crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and the whole person was immersed, suppressing all distractions.

His eyebrows suddenly moved, and a ray of light swept out, and in an instant, this light was illusory, forming a light and shadow, with exactly the same appearance as him.

This is his soul, out of his body.

"It's so cold!" Ouyang Yan's soul shuddered, feeling the coldness of this heaven and earth, as if he was in an ice cave, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"What's going on, why is it so cold?" Ouyang Yan didn't know why, he didn't expect that after the soul left the body, it would be exposed, and this world would be different.

"Because you are not strong enough, bound by the laws of heaven and earth, and out of the shelter of the flesh, like a man who has fallen from a ship into the sea. Shenmen replied to him again, with a hint of knowing everything.

Since the "Three Realms Sword Technique." After teaching him, Shenmen's words also increased, like a strict master and loving father, not silent, teaching him very carefully.

"No wonder so, I couldn't feel your protection before, but now I feel it. Ouyang Yan nodded, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the ancient wolf king fangs in his hand.

Fangs had been subjugated by his spirit at the time of the wolf's lair, and he could feel its own aura there.

With a move of his hand, the fangs came into his hand, like a sword in the shape of a waning moon, unusually sharp.

He began to practice the Three Realms Sword Technique, but he felt that this Sword Technique was so profound that every movement was extremely difficult to do.

"A sword sky, a long sunset. ”

"Erjian Land, the moon died in the West Mountain. ”

"Three swordsmen, people will win the sky. ”

The Three Realms Sword Technique is just these three swords, but the changes in it are thousands of complicated, and they are inherited from beginning to end, all in one go.

He watched the drill of light and shadow again, each sword has countless changes and possibilities, but in the midst of the changes, it feels very simple.

He has watched it dozens of times, and the three swords are connected, there is a kind of sky that is not high, I am high, the earth is not big, I am big, and I am that person.

The one who will conquer the heavens.

The core of all sword poses, is based on that "person." "As the center, there is only the sword of man, which is the most subtle, and the heavens and the earth are in this man, and they are all in the palm of man.

"I see. He seemed to understand a little, as if it dawned on him.

He began to move, the illusory figure wielding the fangs in his hand as a sword, and he went from "a sword sky, a long river of sunset." "Start the walkthrough.

He practiced very slowly, thinking about the movement of light and shadow as he practiced.

Under the sword of light and shadow, the sun in the sky fell and fell into the long river, representing the alternation of time day after day.

The alternation of time, the cycle is endless, the sunrise and sunset, endless, like the reincarnation of the avenue, there is no end.

And this sword is a sword that is endless and does not stop.

The strength is so strong that it can be said that the great day will be cut down and time will be stopped.

His thoughts were incomparably long, and as he thought, the sword in his hand came in faster and faster.

The constraints of the laws of heaven and earth made his soul feel cold, but when he was practicing his sword, he forgot this feeling and was completely immersed in it.

In the cave, I only saw the finger-long fangs in the air, like a fluttering butterfly, very wonderful, not messy.

The fangs carried the sword light, causing the space to resound violently, like a sharp weapon breaking through the air.

In this way, he practiced tirelessly for an hour or two, and the first sword had begun to have a bit of artistic conception, and its power was also increasing.

After each of his swords, in addition to the sharp swish, there was also a wolf-like sound, which came from the fangs.

This is the spirit of the Ancient Wolf King roaring, which can give his sword skills a boost of power.

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