The sun was setting in the west, and Yanshan and Meng Tian came to a cave. They did not act rashly, but held their breath and slowly paced into the cave.

Suddenly, a golden red snake jumped into the air and pounced on Yanshan like lightning.

Yan Shan's heart sank, and he used his hand as a sword, ready to fight to the death.

A black sword shadow flashed, and the red lightning stopped abruptly. The golden red snake broke into two pieces and fell to the ground, motionless.

Meng Tian looked dazed, his eyes were glazed, and he was stunned in place.

Yan Shan held the Qianqianyu hand tightly, and was shocked in his heart. The speed and position of the sword just now were just right, and the sword slashed seven inches, killing with one blow. Such an accurate judgment is really incredible, and even Yan Shan himself is ashamed of himself.

Yan Shan looked at the flawless delicate face and called softly, "Sweet girl." ”

Meng Tian's eyes closed slightly, and he let out a long breath, and when he opened his eyes again, a bright smile bloomed on his face. She whispered, "It's okay!"

Yan Shan pondered for a moment, and then was relieved. Meng Tian has been practicing Heartless Kendo for ten years, and she is used to seeing life and death fighting, and she is no longer an ordinary simple and kind girl. Fang Cai's confusion may be more worried about himself.

A small stream flows slowly down from a mountain stream, and it is crystal clear. A few fish chase and play, so happy! The breeze blows, and the slight coolness makes people feel refreshed.

Yan Shan took out the golden red snake gall bladder, rinsed it in the stream water, and then swallowed it directly into his mouth. A series of actions are smooth and leisurely.

Meng Tian was dumbfounded, and said coquettishly: "Can snake gall really be eaten raw?"

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and said slowly: "This golden red snake is very rare, and its snake gall is a top-grade elixir, which is very beneficial to my internal injuries. ”

Meng Tian nodded slightly, his eyes still showing a little disgust.

Above the fire, the snake meat exudes an alluring fragrance.

After Yan Shan and Meng Tian enjoyed the snake meat, they went to sleep separately.

The next day, when the sun rises again, the green shoots are crystal clear, and the mountain air is fresh and pleasant, and it is a scene of vitality.

In an open space, two figures, one green and one white, stood opposite each other.

Yan Shan held the rusty long sword in his hand, and said: "This sword method is called the killing sword, which is the crystallization of the accumulation of many years of experience in fighting and several epiphany between life and death, any move can take the life of the enemy, and the moves are independent and closely related to each other, only in the fight of life and death can we truly understand its true meaning." ”

Meng Tian listened quietly, his eyes as clear as water.

Then, Yan Shan practiced the thirty-six styles of killing the sword one by one, and carefully explained its essentials and changes, which can be described as knowing everything and being meticulous.

Meng Tian's eyes were empty, she forgot herself, and sank into an epiphany, and the thirty-six styles of the killing sword were integrated into her subconscious like nutrients.

Before you know it, two hours have passed.

Meng Tian was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, motionless.

Yan Shan looked at Meng Tian thoughtfully. Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he shook his head with a wry smile and called softly, "Sweet girl." ”

Meng Tian woke up like a dream, took a deep breath, stretched his waist, and then opened his eyes, looking unfinished.

Yan Shan said angrily: "Sweet girl, are you really asleep?"

Meng Tian's cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her head, and muttered, "I was thinking about it just now, but somehow, I fell asleep." ”

Yan Shan looked helpless, and asked casually, "What about the thirty-six sword killing styles?"

Meng Tian smiled, with a smug look on her face, and said coquettishly: "I've learned everything, which will let you see the demeanor of the sweet swordsman." ”

Yan Shan nodded slightly, smiling without saying a word.

Meng Tian picked up the rusty long sword, turned his wrist lightly, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground. She has sharp eyes and a very beautiful posture, as if she has the demeanor of everyone.

Yan Shan's face changed slightly, and he was secretly frightened.

Meng Tian's eyes were clear, his heart was not distracted, and he waved the rusty long sword to perform the thirty-six sword killing styles. Each style is just right, the angle is tricky, the sword is simple and direct, and the speed is not hurried or slow. The change of moves is like flowing water, doing whatever you want, without the slightest stagnation, and the killing intent is pervasive but there is no trace. Everything is so cosy and natural, back to basics.

Yan Shan was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe everything in front of him. The thirty-six sword killing styles performed by Meng Tian, although the lethality is not the same as his own, his perfection is definitely surpassed. He still vividly remembered that it had taken a whole year to fuse these incompatible sword moves. But at this moment, right in front of him, someone has mastered these sword moves within two hours, which is really incredible.

Meng Tian finished performing the thirty-six sword killing styles, his spirit was bright, and he ran to Yan Shan's side happily, and said with a smile: "The sweet son and daughter swordsman didn't let you down!"

Yan Shan nodded slightly, like a frosted eggplant, and said angrily: "Don't pay attention to me, I want to be quiet." ”

Meng Tian was a little inexplicable, looking at Yanshan innocently, thoughtfully.

After a long time, Yan Shan finally calmed down and asked casually, "What realm have you reached in your sword killing technique?"

Meng Tian smiled and said coquettishly: "The peak of the third layer." ”

The calm mind fluctuated again. Although Yan Shan was mentally prepared, he was still a little difficult to accept. He was not reconciled, and asked again, "What about the Heavenly Heart Method?"

Meng Tian smiled slightly bitterly and said softly, "It took three days of penance to break through to the third layer. ”

At this moment, Yanshan's psychological defense line completely collapsed. He glanced at Meng Tian and begged: "Sweet girl, you go to play by yourself first, I want to be alone, okay?"

Meng Tian nodded happily, held the rusty long sword, and walked away.

Yan Shan's heart was mixed, and he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh. In just three days, the Heavenly Evil Mind Method broke through to the third layer. In just two hours, the sword killing sword technique broke through to the peak of the third layer. Such a speed of improvement is simply against the sky, which makes it difficult for a conceited person like Yan Shan to accept it. However, the facts are in front of you. Suddenly, Yan Shan had a flash of inspiration, as if he had an understanding. Meng Tian has been cultivating the Heartless Sword Dao for ten years, if the Sword Killing Sword Technique can be integrated with the cultivation of the Heartless Sword Dao, then it is reasonable to improve so quickly. As soon as he thought of this, Yan Shan was relieved.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines brightly in the stream.

Meng Tian held the rusty sword tightly, stood quietly by the stream, stared at the fish in the water, and held his breath. Suddenly, she stabbed out with a sword, piercing the body of a fish. She smiled and placed the fish on the bluestone by the stream. Not long after, three more fish were doomed. Then, she used her rusty sword to scrape off the scales and shave the fish open......

Yan Shan saw all this, and could only smile silently. That rusty long sword is an ancient divine weapon, and it has been reduced to a tool for killing fish, which is really laughable.