Han Sanbao loves to practice martial arts and practice swordsmanship, and he is in the middle of it.

Every day, I smell the chickens and dance, until it is dark, I don't go back to the house, and after returning to the house, I don't fall asleep immediately, but sit cross-legged on the bed to practice.

Every time he sits down, within a quarter of an hour, he feels like a cat scratching his heart, and there are ants crawling all over his body.

Countless times, he wanted to give up and lie down comfortably to sleep, but when he thought of the Huixian Conference in half a year, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

After more than ten days, I gradually got used to it, and finally I was able to sit quietly for an hour or two.

He was a little strange about this.

In fact, what he didn't discover was that the fundamental reason that inspired him to cultivate patiently was not in the Immortal Conference, but Han Xinhao.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Weihan made Xiao Bawang feel an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

The other is Qiu Yixuan.

The dignified Xuan Sect Ancestor, cultivation can't always be suppressed by him, right?

A month later.

Han Sanbao has already practiced Yun Rou's swordsmanship to the point of proficiency, and he can skip the boring solo practice and find an opponent to feed the moves.

The first thing he thought of was the wind boundless.

This fifth master of the yellow list is known as the sword demon, and his comprehension of the sword must have its own uniqueness.

Back Mountain.

Han Sanbao and Feng Wuya each held a branch and confronted each other from afar.

"Old wind, don't show mercy, attack me with all your might. ”

"Look at the sword!"

Feng Wuya took the lead in making a sword move without regrets.

"Good sword!"

Han Sanbao praised loudly, lured the snake into the hole with one move, flipped his wrist, picked the branch in his hand lightly, stuck to the branch that the wind was thorning, and slammed inward.

"Oops!"

Poof!

The wind fell to the ground fiercely.

Han Sanbao was furious, "Old Feng, you said that you are not allowed to release water!"

Feng Wuya was also angry, "Let go of your sister, you are a dignified Jindan real person, bullying me a one-armed and lonely old man, are you embarrassed?"

Han Sanbao secretly thought that he was right, the difference in strength levels was too great, even if Feng Wuya was the fifth master of the Yellow List, in front of him Jindan Zhenren, he was like a three-year-old child.

He sneered and said, "Come again, I only use half of my strength." ”

"Okay, that's what you said. ”

Feng Wuya said, and immediately another sword move came out without regrets, and struck out like an evil dragon.

Han Sanbao couldn't estimate how much strength he had, and in the end, he was ruthless, and he didn't use Zhenyuan at all, but only competed with him with pure sword moves.

Another trick to lure the snake into the hole.

Without the use of true yuan, the power is greatly reduced, and it is also sticky and leading, but it only introduces the branches of the wind to an inch.

"The sword sweeps the red dust!"

Feng Wuyan, an old man of rivers and lakes, was cunning and cunning, and immediately swept away the red dust with a sword, and swept out a sword qi, with a hint of a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the terrifying sword qi was only in front of him, Han Sanbao raised his eyebrows, and immediately changed his move, with a move Jade Girl Cailian suddenly bent backwards, slid past from the sword qi, and straightened up, he suddenly saw Feng Wuya with a treacherous smile on his face, and stabbed his chest with no regrets when he made a sword move.

"Old Feng, you are so despicable!" Han Sanbao shouted.

Feng Wuya sneered, "The way of the sword is the way to win and lose, just to win, who will tell you the spirit of chivalry, the way of a gentleman?"

Han Sanbao was a little embarrassed to dodge, and scolded: "Wind Wuyan, did you do it on purpose?"

Feng Wuya didn't quibble, and laughed: "Nonsense, you can beat Jin Dan Zhenren, the opportunity is not every day, if you say it, how much face do you have?" Hey, hey, hey, you can only use half of your strength." ”

Han Sanbao gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was not afraid at all.

Yun Rou's swordsmanship is complex and complex, and there are thirty-six variations in each of the twelve styles, and how many moves does the boundless sword have?

Even if you add the meanness and shamelessness of the wind, there are only four moves before and after.

Instantly killed him to scum.

"Crane in the clouds!"

"There are no regrets about the sword!"

"Jade Dragon Guarding the Pearl!"

"There are no regrets about the sword!"

"Worship the moon alone!"

"There are no regrets about the sword!"

“......”

The Boundless Sword is indeed unique, no matter how exquisite and complicated your moves are, he only breaks your ten million swords with one sword.

On the first day, the ferocious little overlord did not ask for a bargain, but let Wufeng Wu ask for some cheapness, so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and exclaimed happily.

The little overlord gritted his teeth in anger, but he was silent, and went back to the house to study the question of how much strength he had.

That night, he sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced Xuangong, but his progress was slow, and he barely noticed his progress.

The next day, the rooster crowed.

Han Sanbao directly lifted Feng Wuya out of the quilt and threw it to the back mountain, "Come on, come on, let's continue to fight." ”

Feng Wuya looked at the sky and said angrily: "The dawn has not yet come, why are you crazy?"

"Hit your madness!"

Han Sanbao said, and the branch in his hand went down randomly.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's only half a full force!" Wind Boundless screamed and dodged.

Feng Wuya was hit a few times, inhaling in pain, and a wave of anger in his heart soared straight up, and he roared angrily: "The sword sweeps the red dust!"

"Good time!"

Han Sanbao's entry was very fast, and in the same case of not using Zhenyuan, he was begged for some cheap by Feng Wuya yesterday, but today he took it back with his own profits, and beat Feng Wuya to scream.

The progress is so fast, even a treacherous and cunning master like Feng Wuya has to give a thumbs up, and he is really impressed.

After five days in a row, Feng Wuya had been beaten to the point that he didn't have the courage to lift his sword in front of the little overlord, and as soon as he saw him carrying a branch and smiling and coming to him, he immediately lay on the ground on his back and pretended to be dead.

Han Sanbao also knew that if he continued to fight with Feng Wuya, he would have no gain, and he had to consider changing to a more powerful opponent.

Yue Jingtian's strength is good, but it's a pity that he is not good at using swords.

At this time, what Han Sanbao needed was not actual combat experience, but comprehension of the sword.

In other words, there is a need to increase sword intent.

A real kendo master, every grass and tree, every leaf and flower, all of them are divine weapons in their hands.

That is the sword intent, a kind of consciousness that arises after the comprehension of the sword has reached its peak.

Every grass and tree, every leaf and every needle is a sword.

Han Sanbao asked himself if he couldn't do it, so he needed to constantly fight against the sword master to deepen his understanding of the sword.

But on the mountain, in addition to the wind boundless, only Qiu Yixuan is a master of swords.

Qiu Yixuan...... Forget it for the time being, the little overlord doesn't want to become the second Feng Wuya who lies on the ground and pretends to be dead to escape the torture.

I can't think about it for the time being, so I have to give up and come up with another idea.

"Old Feng, do you want to learn?"

Han Sanbao sat down beside Feng Wuya, who was pretending to be dead, and said, "It turns out that Yun Rou's swordsmanship is far superior to your Wuyan Sword, if you want to learn, I can teach you." ”

After a few days, the lessons learned were miserable. His words, Feng Wuya had to admit bitterly.

The most shocking thing is that the ferocious little overlord obviously said that he would use half of his strength, but in the end, he didn't even use a trace of the true yuan, but beat him as miserable as a dog.

"Don't learn!"

Lying on his back and on his back without wind and boundlessness, he was very angry.

Han Sanbao grinned and deliberately struck, "What do you think, how is Yun Rou's swordsmanship?"

"Awesome!" said the wind in a perfunctory manner.

My heart is bleeding.

"How is it better than your Boundless Sword?"

"Awesome. "Wind Wuya began to cry.

"Then why don't you learn?"

"...... Powerful"

Feng Wuya blurted out a powerful sentence, sensed that something was wrong, and swallowed back a word.

When he opened his eyes and looked at the sky, he began to pretend to be deep again, "Three treasures, a person's life has limited energy, and it is impossible to achieve perfection in everything. There's a specialization in the industry, you know?"

Han Sanbao said disdainfully: "The ancients: There are many skills, but you don't press down. Wouldn't it be more confident to walk the rivers and lakes with one more swordsmanship? Besides, if you learn the Yunrou swordsmanship, you will be able to defeat Yue Jingtian's lewd thief. ”

Feng Wuya's eyes lit up, and he was quite moved.

However, the ferocious little overlord is really willing to teach sincerely, and he said vigilantly: "What conditions do you have?"

Han Sanbao said angrily: "The wind is boundless, who are you to be my extremely vicious little overlord? We have been friends for more than ten years, I can't bear to see you being bullied all day long, and I have the heart to teach you swordsmanship and let you go back against bullying, you ...... This is called the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

Feng Wuya was stunned for a moment, and was about to squeeze out a few old tears to move him.

Han Sanbao changed his words and immediately added, "However, I'm quite interested in how you stalked Han Lixue before, if you are willing to talk to me in detail, it will not be better." Of course, I know that you are boundless, and you will definitely not learn my Yunrou swordsmanship in vain, and after you finish learning, you promise me a condition, which is considered ...... Count it as your tuition, how's that?"

Feng Wuya immediately rolled his eyes, and the prepared emotion turned into anger, "I knew that your extremely vicious little overlord would never teach me in vain." ”

"Less nonsense, do you want to learn or not?"

"Learn, of course. ”

Feng Wuya obediently walked into the trap that the little overlord had prepared for him.