In the middle of the night, Ji Xiao's sword momentum was retracted, and the thunder on his body completely subsided, and this huge thunderstorm stopped. Rao is like this, the huge courtyard is already in disarray, and I don't know if it is the result of the thunderstorm, or the result of Ji Xiao's sword qi, or both.

Ji Yu stood in place, put his sword into the sheath, and let out a long breath in his mouth, like a dragon in the moonlight. The white gas rolled around the muddy water in front of him, and when he landed, a flat piece of land appeared, and there was not a single debris on it. If you accumulate old farmers, you can carefully trim the crops with your familiar skills.

In the process of exhaling this breath, Ji Xiao's body gradually shrunk, and in one breath, he just returned to his original size.

In the past few decades, Ji Shan has never seen such a miraculous method as Ji Xiao, and he couldn't help stammering: "What kind of magic skills have you practiced. ”

Ji Yu wanted to say that this was not martial arts, but the swordsmanship he had just now was indeed a martial arts move, the difference was that the internal strength that was originally used to perform the move had become the power generated by the clash of the Heavenly Demon Qi and Yuan Qi in his body.

He suddenly remembered the qi and blood in his body after urging the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard, and he couldn't help but want to try his current strength. He paused slightly, and first said to Ji Shan: "Father, I'll tell you later." ”

He walked to the courtyard wall, took a breath, and the strength of his whole body turned into zero, and he surged up to his arm, and then his palm swelled and shot out to the wall in front of him like a fan. The strength of this palm comes from the most popular thunder palm on the rivers and lakes, and the thunder palm is a palm technique that teaches martial artists how to beat the whole body strength.

Ji Xiaopu's big palm slapped the wall fiercely, and then something incredible happened, the wall was suddenly pushed down by Ji Xiao.

He shook his hand, and the qi and blood condensed in his hand dispersed. The fingers that were originally as thick as children's arms were swollen purple and black by qi and blood, and now the qi and blood also flowed back into the body, revealing the original crystal white appearance.

Now anyone who sees Ji Xiao's slender and neat fingers will not think of its terrifying appearance just now.

This moment just now made his arm a little sore, but the effect was obvious. He could now beat a martial arts master like the Deadwood Daoist to death with just his own strength.

His progress is absolutely appalling when placed on the rivers and lakes.

It was Ji Shan, who had never known much about Ji Xiao's martial arts, and he couldn't speak at the moment. When he saw Ji Xiao use that flying immortal-like swordsmanship, he was already dizzy, and now when he saw Ji Xiao tearing down the courtyard wall, he had an unreliable thought, wondering if Ji Xiao was some mountain spirit and ghost, not his own son at all.

Ji Shan didn't know that his unreliable thoughts were the closest to the truth.

Ji Yu said: "Father, don't be surprised, the way of martial arts is boundless, and the child just goes farther than others." ”

Ji Shan said in his heart: "You are not just going further, your father will live for a lifetime, and he can't think of anyone who can practice such martial arts." ”

However, no matter how powerful Ji Xiao is, he is his son, he thought of the countless tragedies on the rivers and lakes that had arisen in order to compete for the secret of divine skills, so he extinguished his mind to ask Ji Xiao what powerful magic skills he had cultivated, and said: "Don't tell me about your kung fu, and don't tell Wei Rui." You have this ability now, and you are very relieved to be a father, but I am afraid that you will cause disasters because of this, and there is, you don't rely on your magic skills to be willful, I can't control you now, but you are so smart, you should know that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and those who are strong will always not die well, remember, remember. ”

Ji Xiao nodded and said, "Father, don't worry, I'm really not interested in competing for fame and fortune." In the next few days, my father can start to prepare for my marriage with Wei Rui, and by the way, I will let those Jianghu people discuss how to deal with the Demon Sect by themselves, and our Four Seasons Villa can provide a venue, but there is no need to participate. ”

He thought to himself that anyway, these people from the rivers and lakes came to eat and drink, and they had bad intentions, Ji Yu naturally didn't bother to remind these people that he had provoked a behemoth, and it was not good that the people in the villa would be affected.

But he is not as confident as before, after all, he is now successful in swordsmanship, and he thinks that if he encounters that sword cultivator again, he will not be able to fight for as long as before.

If he pushes the tiger and leopard thunder sound to the extreme, and his body changes to the point where he is close to Zhang Xu, he will be able to use the Four Seasons Sword Technique with a wide opening and closing, and he will be able to cut the opponent without the power to parry. His current strength gave him the confidence to face the monks of the Qingwei Sect. What's more, he will improve, and the other party is not omnipotent, there is always something to fight.

He remembered that Mu Qing slapped his palm again, and it was indeed a real power crush. There is no subtlety in that palm, it is a force to ten times, but now that he thinks about it, it seems that there is no other way to crack that palm except to break the force with force. He thought about it, as if he had grasped a little inspiration.

Ji Xiao was a little absent-minded, so he said goodbye to Ji Shan. He finally returned to his room, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and the palm that Mu Qing slapped still appeared in his mind.

Originally, as time passed, the memory should have become more and more blurred, but when Ji Xiao came here, that palm became clearer and clearer.

In the back, Mu Qing's palm was even broken down by Ji Xiao into countless subtle movements. The strange thing is that in the process of slapping that palm, every movement seems to have a mysterious and indescribable similarity throughout it.

Waiting until the next day, Ji Xiao still didn't figure it out, and he was immersed in it during the day, and he only instinctively responded to the things around him, and he looked in a trance. During this period, Gu Weirui gave him a pulse check, and found that Ji Xiao's strength and blood were far better than those of tigers and leopards.

At night, Ji Xiao returned to his room in a daze, lying on the bed, still unable to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight outside poured in.

Ji Xiao was in a trance, the bone marrow in his body vibrate, and naturally the thunder sound of tigers and leopards was released, and the qi and blood were surging like a river without waste. The toss-and-turn palm in his mind finally turned into a sword technique under the influence of the surging qi and blood and the thunder sound in the body, and the mind grasped a trace of spiritual opportunity in the dark. A straight stab to be exact.

The Heavenly Demon Strength and Yuan Qi Silk in Ji Xiao's body suddenly followed the meridians to his arm. And Ji Xiao naturally pulled out the evil sword he was carrying, and his heart suddenly sensed a faint qi that seemed to be nothing, and subconsciously stabbed outside the door.

All the Heavenly Demon Strength and Yuan Qi Silk in Ji Liao's body melted into the sword qi with this thorn, and a slight thunder sound sounded in the air, and then someone snorted, completely waking Ji Yu up.

At this time, the strength in his body was swept away, and he reluctantly pushed the door open, and only a faint breath of blood remained in the air on the tip of his nose, but he didn't find anyone.

A mile away from the Four Seasons Villa, Gui Xinzi, an elder of the Qingwei faction, was covering his chest wound at this moment, sprinkled with medicinal powder, and blood was still seeping out of his chest.

He stuffed a whole bottle of Jing Yuan Pill into his mouth to replenish the essence that was constantly flowing.

And he still had a panic on his face that couldn't be removed.

Tonight, Gui Xinzi came to explore the Four Seasons Villa in person, where did he think that there was a sword cultivation senior hidden here, the sword just now must be the legendary sword qi thunder sound, that is a peerless swordsmanship that only the big people of the Divine Monarch level are qualified to practice.

This senior must be merciful, otherwise this kind of existence, blowing the sword qi, he will have to turn into powder.

How did Gui Xinzi know that the senior sword cultivator he thought was the target of his trip.

Moreover, Ji Xiao's own strength is still 108,000 miles away from the so-called Divine Monarch. If he went to test it again, Ji Xiao would not be able to send a second sword no matter what.

It's just that how could Gui Xinzi think that Ji Xiao's superficial cultivation would be able to use peerless swordsmanship such as sword qi and thunder sound.

Even Ji Xiao himself didn't know that he had inadvertently comprehended a trace of true peerless swordsmanship from Mu Qing's palm. If it weren't for the fact that he had to transmit the cat's tiger and leopard thunder sound, coupled with the sympathy between heaven and man not long ago, and his own special soul, it would never have been possible to do this.

If someone else comprehends the sword qi thunder sound in his cultivation, it will definitely not be an adventure, but it will be directly scattered, and there is no reason to be spared.