Because the domineering of the knife is in line with his temperament?

Leng Fei stared at Heming Eight Knives while introspecting, trying to figure out why he liked knives.

The knife and the sword have their own specialty, the knife is wide open and closed, fierce and fierce, the sword is light and fast, when it comes to killing the enemy, the power of the sword is stronger.

The disadvantage of the knife is that the changes are not strange enough, mainly chopping, while the sword is mainly stabbing, and the changes are endless, and it is impossible to prevent it.

The sword can stab several swords in an instant and stab several people, while the knife can only come one by one, and it is impossible to cut out several swords with one sword, which is a congenital limitation.

Therefore, in the martial arts, swordsmanship is respected, and many people often start to practice swords, and later abandon swords to practice swords.

Leng Fei had never thought about practicing knives before, but when he saw this crane singing eight knives, he suddenly felt itchy and felt that the knife was also good.

One cut in two, dripping with joy.

The middle-aged man kept swinging the knife, knife after knife, the knife technique was simple, but it was as fast as lightning, and the power was naturally amazing.

After a while, the middle-aged man put away his knife and said to the young man watching next to him, "Can you see clearly?"

This young man was mediocre in appearance, but he was burly and strong, standing there like an iron tower, and said dissatisfiedly: "Master, this sword technique is a bit too simple, isn't it?"

"You idiot, you have to learn simple!" said the middle-aged man.

The young man said dissatisfiedly: "Master, although I am stupid, I am born with divine power, and others can't beat me!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you were born with divine power and your brain was not open, I wouldn't have had the cheekiness to ask the mountain master for this set of sword techniques!"

"This is the legend of the mountain lord......? , could it be that the mountain lord created it?"

"Although the mountain lord is strong, he can't create this knife technique, this is the result of the adventure of Heming Mountain, and the luck of the mountain lord is excellent. ”

"Got it in this mountain?"

"There is a cave under this mountain, which is the inheritance of the people of Heming Mountain, and was obtained by the mountain owner, otherwise how could it be possible to advance by leaps and bounds, and step into the twelve-story building in just two years?"

"Heming Mountain People...... , I haven't heard of it, it's not famous, and the martial arts are very limited!"

"Shut up!"

"Master......"

"The people of Heming Mountain are not that simple...... Hugh is verbose, this sword technique is amazingly powerful, as long as you practice it well, you will be able to cross Heming Mountain, and no one will dare to bully you anymore!"

"Really?"

"Believe it or not, do you practice?"

"Practice!"

"Then what are you doing with so much nonsense, hurry up, first knife!"

"Snort!" the young man swung his knife and slashed, the knife was bright, and he couldn't wait to try it.

"Your knife is too strong!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "This knife is heavy on momentum rather than force, outsiders look at your knife is swinging with all your might, in fact, it is only at the beginning of the fierce swing, and the rest of the time is to follow the trend, focusing on control, through the wrist and five fingers to control the knife momentum!"

The young man swung the knife again, this time the light of the knife was brighter, and he used more force.

"Bang!" the middle-aged man kicked him out.

"Hehe...... sturdy young man touched the back of his head and smiled: "Master, you still swing the knife desperately, how fast is it? Who can stop it? No matter how subtle he is, I am a knife!"

"Hey!" The middle-aged man sneered: "You stab faster, use hard until you get old, there is no chance of change, others only need one trick to clean you up!"

"My knife is faster!" said the stout young man.

The middle-aged man said: "There is a limit to fast, no matter how fast the knife is, there is no change, it is still easy to deal with, you come and cut me!"

"Look at the knife!" The sturdy young man waved the knife without hesitation, and the knife was as bright as electricity.

His divine power is indeed amazing, this knife can only see a Su Lian, and you can't see the appearance of the blade.

The middle-aged man took a light step and slapped it lightly.

"Bang!" the sturdy young man flew out three feet away and landed, fell firmly, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"If it's an enemy, you're dead!" the middle-aged man sneered.

Leng Fei was thoughtful.

Even though he has an amazing understanding and draws inferences from one another, he has not received a real teaching after all, although the Crane Ming Eight Swords taught by this middle-aged man is powerful, Leng Fei attaches more importance to what he says, and every word he says has a great impact on Leng Fei.

Draw inferences from the words of the middle-aged man and have an understanding in your heart.

It took a long time for the sturdy young man to get up, slowly soaring, and his face was full of reluctance: "Master, you are too heavy, do you have a grudge against me? Do you think that my stupid apprentice has embarrassed you?"

"No, you don't have a long memory!" the middle-aged man sneered.

The sturdy young man said stupidly, "Okay, I understand." ”

He swung his knife like electricity, Leng Fei noticed a slight difference, and the explosive power swung violently, and then he stopped using his strength and used it with the trend.

Leng Fei has completely mastered this knife.

"The subtlety of this knife is still in the manipulation, and the connection with the second knife. The middle-aged man continued: "The first knife is cut out, if there is a personality blocking, then it must be turned into knife strength, which is a little difficult for you, but practice slowly, you can always practice, and then the second knife will be faster." ”

"What if someone else flashed by?"

"Then send out the second knife with the trend, turn the chop into a cut, in short, to form a circle, with your body as a circle, the movement of the body to make up for the knife momentum, the knife momentum should be short, the body should move big, the knife momentum should be long, then the body does not need to move more. ”

Leng Fei is hungry and thirsty to absorb these.

The eight knives of the crane song were displayed one by one in the middle-aged man's mouth, and Leng Fei found that his comprehension was far inferior to what the middle-aged man said.

The Eight Swords of Heming are still very simple in Leng Fei, there are only two main points, one is to borrow strength, and the other is to be fast, of course, the premise is that the strength of the person who uses the knife is amazing, otherwise the Eight Swords of Heming will lose its foundation.

But if you want to do it, you need enough wisdom, and you can't help but be excited, and you can't wait to find someone to try the knife.

After hearing this, he did not follow the middle-aged man and the stout young man again, but went into a house to steal a knife, and then practiced it in the woods.

Slash after knife, the knife momentum was endless, forming a snowy light cluster, enveloping him in it and unable to see clearly, his moves were getting slower and slower, but the speed of the knife was getting faster and faster, as if a halo enveloped him.

He didn't seem to move much, just swinging his knife slowly, with ease, so that he could keep his time in order.

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In the early morning of the next day, the martial arts training field of Heming Mountain was in full swing, but they were all a little absent-minded, and a message was circulated in private: Nantianquan copied the old nest of the Cold Ice Valley, and not only got the six-hundred-year-old Heavenly Fire Lotus, but also got a secret book, and the secret book was in Zheng Qi's hands.

Most of them don't believe it, even if they find the secret, it can't fall into the hands of Zheng Qi, it should be in the hands of the spring master Jiang Peiqi.

They were curious and wanted to ask Zheng Qi, but they couldn't see Zheng Qi.

So someone with good deeds went to Zheng Qi's house, but he didn't see it, and then everyone began to look for it, and no one saw Zheng Qi go down the mountain.

Soon they found that there were the bodies of Zheng Qi and Meng Shaofeng in Xu Ziren's house, both of whom were poisoned and died, but Xu Ziren was missing.

They guessed at once that it was Xu Ziren who poisoned the two of them, grabbed the secret and fled down the mountain!

Suddenly, the entire Heming Mountain moved, and Jiang Peiqi, the owner of Nantianquan Spring, was furious, vowing to capture Xu Ziren back to the Ming Punishment Canon and pay for Zheng Qi and Meng Shaofeng's lives.

He also said that this matter was Nantianquan's internal affairs, and others could not interfere.

Subsequently, the owners of the springs ordered their subordinates not to go down the mountain to mix in this matter.