The power of opening the heavens?

Li Yuan was overjoyed.

This butcher was reasonable, and seeing that he was hesitant, he actually just asked about the Origin Energy Mind Method, and happily agreed to the request to teach him the Knife Technique!

However, this "power of opening the sky" made him a little confused, could it be that it refers to his genetic origin?

The original energy of genes is the life force, what does it have to do with the opening of the sky......

Without waiting for him to respond, the butcher added: "You remember, knives and swords are completely different!"

"The sword is a gentleman, humble and proud, soft and strong. When fighting with people, it's often just a matter of pointing. ”

"And the knife is a butcher, if it does not move, it will drink. If it is not to kill the enemy, the knife man should not use the sword. ”

Li Yuan listened carefully and nodded slightly.

The knife is the most convenient weapon for killing, and he knows this very well, and the reason why he chooses to use a war knife instead of a great sword or a battle axe is for this reason.

The butcher continued: "I will pass on your three-style sword technique, which is not a strong man's skill, but a way to kill the enemy!"

His tone was solemn.

Since his name is Butcher, the knife in his hand is a butcher's knife, not used to fight bravely, but only for slaughter!

"This first form, I call it 'broken neck and bloodletting'!"

The butcher said. Yan Yan raised a finger and pointed it at the center of Li Yuan's eyebrows.

Suddenly, an idea was injected into Li Yuan's mind.

In the depths of his consciousness, a scene appeared.

A middle-aged butcher carries a butcher's knife and walks towards a black-haired domestic pig to be slaughtered.

The black pig was disturbed when he saw the butcher approaching him, and tried to run away.

The butcher casually lifted the pig's ears and lifted the black pig off the ground with its front feet. Then he stretched out the butcher knife and slashed lightly under the pig's neck.

Blood immediately gushed out, and the black pig didn't even howl, and after a moment of convulsion, he lost his breath.

Li Yuan saw clearly. The butcher's knife seemed light, but in fact, it had accurately cut the blood vessels and vocal cords of the black pig, and instantly killed the black pig, so that it could not even scream.

Then the picture turned, the butcher was still the butcher, and the butcher knife was still the butcher knife. But instead of a pig, it was a tiger standing in front.

The butcher is again moving towards the goal.

The tiger did not flee in panic like the black pig, but roared and pounced.

In the face of the tiger's attack, the butcher was not in a hurry, sideways to avoid the bite, and then bullied, raised his hand, stabbed the tip of the knife, and cut the blade.

The movements are crisp and neat, as if they have been practiced countless times.

"Poof~"

Blood splattered like a waterfall.

The tiger rolled on the ground, and after a while it lost its breath like a black pig.

The picture turned again.

The butcher is still the butcher, the butcher's knife is still the butcher's knife, and the opponent has become a yellow dragon with a ten-zhang length and a towering head.

The yellow dragon flew into the sky and spewed down the wind, knocking down trees and tearing the dirt.

The butcher watched indifferently, and when the yellow dragon flew around a few times and came to the closest position to him, he leapt up violently, and the butcher's knife stabbed hard, digging deep into the crescent-shaped scales under the dragon's neck.

Huang Long's body was huge, and the small butcher's knife failed to cut through the huge bloody wound like it had done against the black pig and the tiger before.

But the butcher's knife caused the same results as the previous two shots.

The reverse scales are pierced, and the dragon's heart is destroyed. The yellow dragon groaned in a high-pitched voice, staggered and flew around twice, and then fell down and died.

"A severed neck blow can kill the enemy. Whether you're dealing with beasts, beasts, demons, or humans. When the knife is released, it should be fast, ruthless and accurate!"

The butcher's voice appeared in Li Yuan's mind, and he said, "The key to determining how much water a wooden bucket can hold is the shortest plank, and the key to determining the strength of a cultivator is what level of blows he can withstand at the very least. The Great Demon may be strong to you, but the weakness of the Great Demon is also extremely weak to you. As long as you can see the opportunity, hit its interests, and return to the source with condensation, it is like taking something from your bag!"

The image slowly faded from my mind.

In Li Yuan's heart, there was only one kill, one stroke, one stab, and three fatal knife lights of the butcher.

He opened his eyes, and the butcher had somehow filled another bowl of wine, and was drinking there.

And the dozen or so monks around him still maintained the posture of glaring angrily just now.

"Li Yuan, when death is on the verge of death, what else do you have to say?" Sun Lie squinted his eyes and said inwardly.

The process of Li Yuan's acceptance of the transmission of Gong was only a momentary matter for them. They didn't even notice when the butcher nodded at Li Yuanmei's heart, and when he sat back to drink.

More than a dozen monks' true qi was surging, and their magic weapons were shining, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

And Li Yuan had just recovered from the artistic conception of "broken neck and bloodletting" at this time.

Looking at Sun Lie and the others, he was in a trance, as if what was standing in front of him was not a group of people, but a group of lions and tigers, ready to pounce on himself.

"I ......"

He revisited the movements of the butcher in the sea and said, "I want to practice your newly learned sword technique. ”

"How can it be!"

Sun Lie was furious and shouted, "Fellow Daoists, kill him to avenge the ancestor!"

"Kill!"

The others also let out a low cry as they cast magic spells.

In the small space of the cabin, more than a dozen Condensing Monks cast spells at the same time, and the scene was not trivial.

The terrifying true qi fluctuations directly shook the window lattice and shattered, and more than a dozen rays of light of different colors smashed towards Li Yuan's location together.

However, Li Yuan's movements were faster than them!

Before everyone's "kill" sound came out, he had already pinched his chopsticks and rushed out in one step and came to the nearest Sun Lie.

With a poke of chopsticks in his hand, under his forty times the powerful power of ordinary people, Sun Lie, a Purple Mansion monk who had cultivated in the early stage of Ning Zhen, couldn't resist it at all, and his body protection true qi was instantly forced, and the eight-inch-long chopsticks directly pierced his throat.

A chopstick, kill the enemy in an instant!

However, before Li Yuan could rejoice, the next moment, the spells of the remaining dozen or so monks smashed down!

"Not good!"

He was shocked and found that he had nowhere to hide, even if he broke through the wooden wall and rushed out, he would be followed by various magic weapons and seriously injured.

The number of people and the role they played in the battle were extremely obvious. No matter how strong his skills are, he is overstretched when he is besieged by so many people at once.

However, just when the dozen or so spells were about to bombard Li Yuan, the butcher moved again!

"I'm a fast learner. ”

There was a slight knock, and the butcher lowered the bowl of wine.

With this movement, time around him seemed to suddenly stand still.

The dozen or so spells and magic weapons stopped in mid-air so strangely, and even the light they brought up remained motionless, neither disappearing nor prolonging the stretch.