As the second master said, if it is useful to cry and wipe your tears and pretend to be pitiful, what do you need to do with your brain and knife?

What really moved Liu Tugou was not the story that Yang Xiongji didn't know whether it was true or false, but the talented physique of this guy.

Liu Tugou wanted to see if the idea of the concept of slaughter that he had explored at great risk was just a fluke by chance, or could he allow others to cultivate it step by step?

This exercise is really dangerous, even he himself has a lot of uncertainty, he didn't teach it to the weak little beggar Liu Sick slave, it can be seen that the second master still has a little conscience.

It is not by chance that Liu Tugou suddenly has such an idea, in the final analysis, it still originated from his lonely palm in the Lost Fox Valley, since he joined the army, he will inevitably have his own troops in the future, if he can have a set of quick and extremely powerful exercises, he will be of great help to cultivate his subordinates and buy people's hearts.

Yang Xiongji's encounter with Liu Erye was really a blessing and a curse. He didn't know the foundation of the exercises he had learned, and even if he knew, with the temperament of this guy, he would not hesitate to give it a try, after all, he was not too young, and he didn't have time to worship a certain sect and slowly start from scratch.

Yang Xiongji said that he wanted to practice the big iron halberd, and he really spent the whole afternoon running all over the city's weapons shops, and found a black big iron halberd in the corner of a shop full of swords.

This is a kind of murder weapon called the long halberd, the tip is a one-and-a-half-inch long conical spike, and on both sides of the spike are crescent-shaped blades, the blade is extremely thin, and the two horns are turned outward, sharp and sharp.

The halberd is made of cold iron, which is extremely heavy, so it is not liked by the heroes of Jianzhou who are good at swordsmanship, and no one has always cared about it.

This guy carried this heart-to-heart baby all the way back to the inn where Liu Tugou lived, and prepared to use it as the natal blade of the second brother's mastery of "slaughter forging technique".

Unexpectedly, when I entered the lobby of the inn, I saw Liu Tugou sitting alone at a table facing the door of the store, and there was a big eye-catching burden on the table in addition to the wine and food, bulging and steaming.

The chatter and laughter of the diners in the lobby suddenly became quieter and soon inaudible.

Liu Tugou, who was eating with his head down, only felt that the light was dim, and subconsciously looked up, and saw a big man like an iron tower blocking the door of the store, carrying a black iron rod that could not see the top on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yo, where did the monk come from?"

Yang Xiong laughed fiercely, took two steps back, took off the iron halberd on his shoulder with both hands, and took the halberd horizontally from outside the door, like a fierce general who is a man, giving the second master a very majestic appearance.

Immediately, his left wrist, elbow, and shoulder moved together, driving the front end of the iron halberd to draw a semicircle in the air, and the right hand holding the middle and back of the halberd body followed and retreated, and the tip of the halberd was already aimed at the second master.

In the next breath, Yang Xiong's left hand spread the halberd body like lightning, his right foot advanced violently, his right shoulder shook, and his right elbow instantly straightened like a bowstring that shot a feather arrow, pushing the right hand holding the halberd to stab forward, and the hideous halberd head was like a dragon going out to sea, stabbing towards Liu Erge.

The move is actually very ordinary, it is simply a one-armed halberd front stab, Yang Xiong's halberd, who has not touched this weapon before today, is simply using a halberd as a gun, purely on a whim.

It's just that even he didn't expect that this thorn was so natural, as if a great master who had been immersed in this path for many years, although he had pushed it purely with brute force of his body, he had already suppressed countless flaws, and it actually had a power comparable to that of the middle realm of qi training.

In the face of this ferocious stab, Liu Tugou's eyes burst into flames!

The two eyes were like substance, revealing a sharp killing aura that broke everything, and the iron halberd was projected into Yang Xiongji's eyes one step ahead, making his movements stagnant.

This glance containing the spirit of sword intent is really like a stroke of genius, and it is also a true portrayal of Liu Tugou's cultivation becoming more and more profound. It's just that in the eyes of the diners around him who were attracted by this accident, the young man in sackcloth who was about to be pierced by the iron halberd in the next moment, except that his eyes were still bright, was already in a catastrophe.

The grandmaster's means, from the sword light to the sword qi and the weather, are majestic and magnificent, but for the so-called "foolish people" who can't see the true face of the weather, the more extreme it is, the more silent it is, so the word "return to the basics" circulates among the mundane.

This can't be wrong, but for the so-called Grandmaster who has just knocked on the door of the Great Dao with the help of the Subtle Inspiration, there is still an infinite distance from the "truth".

Liu Tugou groped alone on this road, occasionally daring to hold a lone pine growing on the mountain wall above his head, and after climbing up, he found a road and tried to go down, and even avoided many detours that even he did not know about.

This kind of opportunity, it is too lucky to say that it is not afraid of death, and it is too much to look down on the courage and talent of the second master because of the number of days, but it really responds to the second half of the ambiguous proverb of the sage of Southern History: "Luck is between having or not." ”

Glared at by Liu Tugou's eyes containing knife intent, Yang Xiongji involuntarily had a moment of trance, and then was aroused by the brute hidden in the bone marrow, and a fire of anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

He shouted, and the halberd stabbed at Liu Tugou, leaving no room for anything. If you have talent but don't know how to practice, and you haven't experienced a struggle for your life, I'm afraid this guy doesn't know what room is.

What a mess!

Liu Tugou scolded secretly, raised his hand and slashed down, hitting the crescent blade on the side of the halberd.

With a crisp sound, Yang Xiong's halberd, which was unstable and rootless under his feet, immediately stumbled, and the halberd had deviated from its original direction.

Seeing that the sharp halberd tip was about to smash through the table where the second master was eating, Liu Tugou, who was still sitting in place, made another backhand, and the slaughtering knife hit the crescent moon blade on the other side, and forcibly picked the tip of the halberd into the air. Just the right amount of force was transmitted backwards along the halberd body, and it immediately stopped Yang Xiong's clumsy forward pounce after losing his balance.

The guy straightened his waist without changing his face, erected an iron halberd and poked the handle to the ground, and with a click, smashed the green bricks on the ground.

He was about to say a few words about victory and defeat being a common thing in soldiers, but he saw Second Brother Liu stand up, pick up the burden on the table and throw it up, and hang it on the spikes of the halberd.

"What is this?" Yang Xiongji asked.

"Dozens of steamed buns are your rations. ”

While speaking, Liu Tugou had already settled the account boldly, and the spaciousness of his hands made the shopkeeper instantly forget the unpleasantness of being broken and paved with green bricks.

"It's going to be dark this day, so you have to hurry now?"

"If you don't leave at this time, will you have to wait for the city guards to come and encircle and suppress you, a fanatic who carries a long weapon and swaggers through the market without authorization?"

Yang Xiong was already hungry, but he really couldn't resist Second Brother Liu, so he had to carry a heavy halberd and sweat behind Liu Tugou, who was riding a white horse.

The big bag of steamed buns was still hanging on the spikes of the halberd he carried, teasing/teasing the gluttonous worms in his stomach.

"Second brother, I am not allowed to ride a horse and admit it, because you said that communicating with the blade is like getting along with others, and you must go through hardships and hardships together to give birth to the most true friendship. But second brother, you have an official road and don't take the mountain path, why is this?"

"Naturally, it's to enjoy the night mountain scenery outside Jianzhou City. ”

Liu Tugou pointed to the highest mountain in the distance, and wrote lightly: "Do you see that mountain, we have to climb it tonight, just tomorrow morning to see the sunrise in Jianzhou, and by the way, I will teach you the cultivation of 'slaughtering and forging weapons'!"