Out of the knife, split, pick, every movement, there is a piece of bamboo in response to the sound of breaking.

Zhao Zhi was very satisfied with his knife technique.

Originally, I thought that Xie Ting'an would give him a sword, but I didn't expect to use my own pig-killing knife. Listen to Ann's explanation - what is the difference between using a knife and using a sword?

Sounds awesome.

Zhao Cheng slashed out a few knives that he was satisfied with, thinking that he could be encouraged by Xie Ting'an.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ting'an reprimanded: "What kind of knife technique is this practice, and then cut a thousand more knives!"

Zhao Cheng hurriedly retracted his heart and slashed one by one.

Xie Ting'an frowned: "The knife is coming." ”

Zhao Qian hurriedly handed over the knife respectfully.

After Xie Ting'an held the knife, his breath was restrained, implicit but not revealed, as if he himself was this knife and this bamboo.

Is Huaxia Sword Demon finally going to come out with a sword?

Zhao Qian was full of expectations, not knowing what kind of scene would be next, whether it would be a landslide or a sword qi?

The black robe spreads out, and he holds a long knife in his hand.

This kind of temperament is very unique, just like a chivalrous man in the mortal martial arts, quiet is as warm as jade, and moving is like killing like mowing grass.

If he hadn't looked carefully in front of him, Zhao Yuan would definitely regard him as a handsome and beautiful young man, rather than an old man full of alcohol.

Xie Ting'an's body moved, and the pig-killing knife in his hand seemed to have turned into a part of his body, silent.

He drew his sword—

Before Zhao Cheng could see what was happening, the bamboo forest in front of him actually fell down in a neat row.

There is no obscuration of the sky and the sun, and the mountains are shouting and the tsunami;

There is no change of color of heaven and earth, no light of the sun and moon;

There are no thousands of sword shadows and sword qi in the cross......

There wasn't even a hint of aura fluctuation.

Xie Ting'an used the knife as a sword, and with such a slight wave, he did not have the momentum to kill at all. The action is like an old god stick who is swaggering and deceiving in the world, and it is like a child playing at home.

In this way, a mediocre sword cut off dozens of bamboos with the thickness of an arm, and Zhao Zhi could see it clearly, Xie Ting'an did not use the aura of cultivation, and the bamboo forest fell, completely because of his sword.

Zhao Qian was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, it turned out that the sword could still be used like this?

The monk's sword is generally manipulated with spiritual sense, and the monk of the Yuanying realm can even manipulate the flying sword to take people's heads from hundreds of miles away. Even an ordinary foundation building monk can fly with a sword, and control the flying sword to defend against enemies in the air within dozens of steps.

But Xie Ting'an is different, he holds the sword, not the sword.

Perhaps it was a habit left in the secular martial arts, Xie Ting'an's sword never left his hand, and he regarded the sword as a part of his body. Others use flying swords to resist the enemy, he kills people with sword energy, and the killing sword will drink blood.

Xie Ting'an's famous artifact is not the Taihe Sword of Xichuan Sword Gate, nor the Chixiao Divine Sword of the Guyue Refining Weapon Pavilion, but a simple murderous sword.

The murderous sword is not used in some heaven and earth treasure Xuanjin Mithril, but also the hardest Xuanshi in the Huaxia Cultivation Realm.

Because Xuanshi is not as permeable as other materials, although it is extremely hard, it is disliked by the monks, and only exists as an auxiliary material for refining weapons. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, Xuanshi is a divine object of casting, but in the cultivation realm refining materials, it is only inferior.

However, the murderous sword used by Xie Ting'an is made of Xuanshi, and the Xuanshi is difficult to carve.

Xie Ting'an's sword path is not Gu Yue Zhuanboyu's flying sword technique, not the fire sword burning of Chu Yu Sword Idiot, nor the sword formation of Xichuan Sword Saint, nor is it the sword momentum of the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Lord controlling ten thousand swords.

It's a mediocre sword!

A sword just for killing!

Xie Ting'an returned the knife to Zhao Zhi and said, "Your knife technique is clean and neat, but it lacks brilliance. ”

"You don't have a love for knives. Xie Ting'an said word by word, word by word in Zhao Yuan's heart.

"In your hands, a knife is a knife, a person is a person, you only use the knife as a tool for chopping, not your personal partner, even if the skill is high, how can you reach the peak of kendo?"

Zhao Cheng was ashamed and respectful: "Uncle Xie taught me that the kid should remember." ”

"Keep practicing. ”

Zhao Zhi threw away distracting thoughts, put down twelve points of spirit, and tried to achieve the realm of unity of man and sword. But the more you wield, the less dexterous and swift you used to be.

"Stop, Stop, Stop......"

Xie Ting'an stopped Zhao Yuan's movements with a gloomy face.

"I let you use the knife as a companion, not for you to throw a mouse bogey, what kind of mess are you practicing......"

Seeing Zhao Zhi's ashamed look, Xie Ting'an said lightly: "Use your previous knife technique to cut me." ”

"I don't use aura to protect my body, I only use mortal power to see if your sword technique can touch the corner of my clothes. ”

Xie Ting'an picked up a branch as he spoke, and turned into a wooden sword with a rub of his hand.

"Cut me!"

Xie Ting'an shouted, Zhao Di's heart was shocked, he said yes, and rushed towards Xie Ting'an with a knife in his backhand, as if he was facing his father-killing enemy.

Leap up and slash your head!

The opener!

This is the most commonly used trick by Zhao Nao in the training of his previous life, simple and rude, and often shouts to deter the enemy, and once hit, he will kill the enemy with one blow. And the enemy with poor strength will break the bones of the hand even if he blocks hard.

Good!

Xie Ting'an secretly praised, did not swing the sword, but took a step back to dodge Zhao Zhi's head knife.

Zhao Zhi missed the blow, raised his arm backwards, corrected the split into a back, and slashed diagonally towards Xie Ting'an's chest and abdomen.

This trick is called "deboning", and the person who is hit is often disemboweled, and it is extremely ruthless.

Xie Ting'an slapped his sword and gently and skillfully hit the back of Zhao Yuan's hand, and the pig-killing knife in his hand was almost slapped off.

Zhao Cheng hurriedly retreated, and the tip of the knife was directly inserted into the door of Jieting's face.

This action was called heart-cutting in the killer world in the previous life, but Zhao Nao jokingly called it "rice planting", because the action was very awkward, like an old farmer farming, but it was also an extremely fierce and cruel knife technique.

Xie Ting'an turned his head to dodge, and with a wave of his long sword, he cut through Zhao Yuan's sleeve with a "stab".

"Be attentive. ”

Hearing An's faint voice, Zhao Cheng was ashamed and angry, he had killed for more than ten years with a quick knife, and he couldn't even touch an old man who didn't use aura.

"Hah!"

Zhao Zhi roared in the air, the sword light flew up and down, and the blade shrouded Xie Ting'an Sanlu.

"Bang-pop-"

was swept away by the sword one by one, Zhao Zhi was not discouraged, and bullied forward, and pointed a knife directly at Xie Ting'an's neck, only a few inches away.

Xie Ting'an's sword tip was erected, and with a "snort", Zhao Yuan's right arm was pierced by a wooden sword.

"Gah-"

However, it was Zhao Yan's pig-killing knife that also slashed at Xie Ting'an's neck, but it was stuck near the skin and could not be pierced.

"Slashed!"

Zhao Yuan's arm was still dripping blood, but his heart was extremely comfortable, Xie Ting'an drew his sword, and Zhao Xuan covered his arm in pain, and tore a few strips of cloth to seal the wound.

"You're good. Xie Ting'an praised Zhao Yuan.

"But it's not enough. ”

Xie Ting'an continued, "Although you hit me, you didn't hurt me. ”

Hurting you?

Big brother, how do you still want to hurt me, a waste wood from the first level of Qi refining, in your Jindan realm cultivation?

Moreover, Zhao Qian obviously felt that something had been chopped, if it wasn't for the use of aura to protect his body, Xie Ting'an would definitely have been injured.

"Do you think I don't keep my word, and I have to deny it if I am hit by you?"

"The juniors don't dare. ”

Xie Ting'an smiled: "Come and see." ”

Zhao Wei only saw that the black robe on An's body swelled up, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a faint golden light.

"What is this?"

"This is the Protective Gang Qi. "Listen to Andao

No wonder his knife can't cut in.

Isn't that a method of self-protection that can only be cultivated in the later stage of foundation building?

"When I was twenty-seven years old, I developed the Protective Body Qi, which was before I stepped into the cultivation ......."

Zhao Cheng shouted pervertedly, and even the body protection qi that the mortal cultivators did not have, Xie Ting'an had already cultivated when he was a mortal.

If Zhao Qian knew that Xie Ting'an had killed two monks who had perfected qi refining with his sword when he was in the world, he might have dropped his jaw in shock......

"However, your way of trading injuries for lives is also subtle. Anyway, everyone has their own way, and I don't force your sword skills to practice my appearance, even if you practice it, it's just in vain, but everything returns to the roots, you and I are all the same, I won't guide you to practice sword in the future, I will only correct your mistakes, what do you think?"

After Xie Ting'an finished speaking, the whole person seemed to have aged a lot.

Zhao Zhi replied and asked, "Uncle Xie, did you only use the power of mortals to cut through the bamboo forest with a sword before?"

"Yes. ”

Zhao Jian touched his nose, it seems that Uncle Xie really showed mercy to his subordinates just now, otherwise with that sword, his head would have been divided.

"How did that sword do it?"

Zhao Cheng was dumbfounded, unable to believe that this was within the reach of manpower.

"It's sword qi. Xie Ting'an's voice came from Gujing without waves.

"Then how can you practice sword qi?" Zhao Qian asked with a sincere expression.

Xie Ting'an said with a straight face: "If you want to practice sword qi, you must comprehend the sword in your hand with your heart, and you must condense your essence, qi, and spirit, instead of just using him as a tool to kill the enemy." I can't even hold a knife steadily, I can't control a knife freely, and I still want to practice sword qi?"

Saying that, holding the wooden sword, Ping Ping stabbed out with a sword, and with a "click", he actually cut off a thin bamboo in the air.

"If you practice like this, you're getting started. ”

After speaking, he threw the sword away, leaving Zhao Zhi dizzy for a long time.

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Sweating profusely, Zhao Zhi lay in the bamboo forest, panting, took a sip of water, and looked at the clear sky in the distance, and several geese swept overhead in a row. Zhao Zhi looked at the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest around him, and couldn't help but feel full of pride.

"My sword, where is it going? Love and hate are hard to love. ”

"My knife cuts through the sky, and I don't understand right and wrong......"

This guy sang with a broken gong and a voice—

“...... Come and go in a hurry, hate not to meet, love and hate to meet in a hurry, everything is ...... with the wind"

"Laugh wildly, sigh, live happily, mourn for a lifetime, who lives and dies with me......"

The singing voice is not good, but Zhao Cheng sang it over and over again.

One sentence is more high-pitched than the other, and the other is more passionate than the other!

The voice seemed to vent anger, and it seemed to say goodbye.

Zhao Yuan's singing voice was lightened by the bamboo forest, carried away by the bamboo leaves, and went straight into the sky, and also through the scattered hair and long beard of the old man in the forest, as well as the dried and abandoned Dao heart.

"Hoo-he-huh"

Listen to Ann's snoring like thunder, and as usual, he is drunk again!