Shangguan Hong has never been the kind of smart person who can understand it at all, and when the Dragon King refused to demonstrate the moves again, his first reaction was to be teased, and he couldn't help but look at the Dragon King with resentment.

But the Imperial Master ...... Shangguan Hong was confused, could it be that he was abandoned again? Zhang Ji at least squeezed out his use value, but the Imperial Master did not give him any important tasks, it was nothing more than to report to the Dragon King and hand it over to others to do.

I will not die, Shangguan Hong suddenly had confidence, he didn't believe in the Dragon King, and he didn't even believe in himself, but he believed in the Lotus Girl, the Wudao Divine Skill, the Seven Turns of the Great Returning Skill, the Xiaoyue Sword Technique and the special elixir, the Imperial Master had already paid too much price, and he would never let himself die casually.

But he still didn't understand the purpose of the Dragon King's move.

Shangguan Hong closed his eyes and tried to recall every movement of the Dragon King.

The wild horse didn't move, he wanted to see what new tricks Huan Nu could play.

Old Man Mu almost died under the Mustang sword, but he still couldn't help but speak, but lowered his voice, "Stupid, stupid, there are only twenty-one changes, is it so difficult to remember? Alas, Shangguan Hong, don't think about it, just commit suicide, your survival practice method doesn't sound reliable. ”

Old man Mu interrupted, Shangguan Hong forgot part of it again, he opened his eyes, a little excited, seemed to understand something, and seemed to be overly frightened, "Just one move, you won't use the second sword?"

In the eyes of the wild horse, Shangguan Hong is no different from the disciples in the hall, maybe a little weaker, he has the same idea as Old Man Mu, the so-called survival practice method is like the invention of a coward, it is one level lower than killing, and it is even more different from his own life-destroying sword technique.

The wild horse held his head up proudly, so that he would not make a promise to a reptile.

The sword stab came, it was still not fast, but there was nowhere to avoid it, Shangguan Hong did not have the light skills of the old man Mu, let alone the magical amber skills, he was not afraid of bloodshed, but the sword of the wild horse did not rely on bloodshed to kill, he only had one choice left, maybe that was what the dragon king wanted to express.

Shangguan Hongzhen hoped that the Dragon King would make it clear.

The soft sword bent into a semicircle, and Shangguan Hong stabbed at him.

Old Man Mu was right, "If the enemy is left, the enemy is right", the wild horse's sword stabbed to the heart, and Shangguan Hong's sword also stabbed to the same place, and it was faster, like a hungry wolf fighting with his brothers and sisters for food in his mother's mouth.

No one can underestimate the will of a survivor to self-harm in a desperate situation.

This move was completely unexpected by the wild horse, he took his life-destroying practice too seriously, and never thought carefully about the characteristics of other practices, so he didn't expect Shangguan Hong to make such a risky move.

Mustang's sword still stabbed the position accurately, but what should have been a living ** place turned into cold soft steel, and his sword pushed the resistance to continue a short distance, an inch or two shallower than the depth it should have reached, this is the difference between life and death.

The first time the wild horse felt the smell of the power of the backlash, it was only a small force, but he had poured all his true qi into the sword body, and the dantian was empty, even if it was just this power, it made his whole body shake, and he couldn't help but take a half step back.

Shangguan Hong staggered back, gritted his teeth and groaned in pain, hateful, pulled out the soft sword that was still inserted in his chest, he was afraid of the wound, and he was even more afraid of death, so he would rather stab himself and seize the space of the enemy sword, the only change was that the soft sword was bent into an arc, and the tip was therefore half an inch away from the heart.

Shangguan Hong covered his chest with his left hand, spit out bloody phlegm with a sigh, looked at the wild horse opposite, and turned to the dragon king beside him, his eyes were full of hatred and madness.

The dragon king pushed him to the place of death and saved him, but at the cost of his own body, Shangguan Hong could hardly feel grateful for this, even if his swordsmanship improved because of this, he was angry, like Scrooge who was forced to throw away a few pieces of gold and silver to keep more wealth, knowing that he had to, but still resented the person who made this suggestion.

Shangguan Hong's moves shocked the audience, and the most surprising was Shangguan Fei, who stood in the corner with the guards of the Tianshan Sect, and did not dare to come out, for fear that the Dragon King would remember that he was still present, but the perseverance and courage of his half-brother made him even more afraid.

Shangguan Fei cut off Shangguan Hong's lifeline, but he never regarded him as an enemy, the most important reason is that there is a huge difference in martial arts, he doesn't feel the need to be afraid, it is said that Shangguan Hong killed the assassin who assassinated the Central Plains envoy, Shangguan Fei didn't care, thinking that it was just a coincidence, or the assassin was too careless, but now he has seen Shangguan Hong's unique swordsmanship, and suddenly realized that the gap between the two does not exist at all.

The soft sword stabbed Shangguan Hong, but Shangguan Fei's body was followed by a pain, and a voice echoed in his ears: You have to be careful.

Shangguan Fei's thoughts were not paid attention to in this hall, and everyone's eyes were still focused on the wild horses.

As the Dragon King had predicted, the Mustang failed to kill the target again, which greatly reduced the awe of the crowd and transferred it to the Dragon King accordingly.

The belief in the Book of the Dead sometimes turns into arrogance, Shangguan Hong is like this, he suddenly feels that he is omnipotent, fully capable of killing wild horses and then challenging the dragon king, this arrogance pushes him to take a step, but that's all, it is a great achievement to be able to make a tough gesture in front of wild horses, arrogance completes the task, quickly disappears, Shangguan Hong changes direction and retreats to the old man Mu.

Mustang adjusted his internal breath, and the power of the counterattack did not have much effect, and he was still able to make normal moves.

The dragon king taught him another lesson, but the wild horse was not discouraged, the old man Mu and Shangguan Hong's moves could only be effective once, the wild horse failed, but his understanding of swordsmanship was more broad, and if he did it again, the two of them used more strange moves, and they couldn't stop his sword.

Unable to kill but improving his swordsmanship, Mustang is even a little grateful to the Dragon King.

Old Man Mu opened his mouth wide, looked up at Shangguan Hong, and slapped him heavily on the leg, "Good boy, how do you figure it out? ”

Shangguan Hong's knees weakened, and he almost knelt on the ground, "I just think that every move demonstrated by the Dragon King before is aimed at a specific practice, so this move must also have something to do with the Sword of Survival, and he asked me not to force the moves, so ......"

"So what?" asked the old man eagerly, as smart as something he didn't understand, it was actually understood by the stupid Shangguan Hong, which really made him very unhappy.

"In fact, the dragon king only uses half of each style......"

Old man Mu patted his leg, "I also understand, the first half of the Dragon King's offensive and defensive balance, I also said that this is not as good as the style of the Dead Man's Sutra, it turns out that there is also the second half, and the complete move is to cooperate with the enemy's weapons to stab himself with all his might, haha, the Dragon King doesn't want to stab himself, and he doesn't want the wild horse to prepare in advance, so he played a dumb riddle, which only those who are good at survival can understand." ”

Old Man Mu muttered to himself, solving everyone's doubts, but he himself looked even more confused, "Dragon King, don't blame me for being too talkative, I especially want to know one thing, what is your practice? Could it be that you are proficient in all the exercises?"

The awe of the dragon king in the hall suddenly multiplied, and in comparison, the wild horses became ordinary.

Gu Shenwei's practice is different from everyone here, long before he cultivated the Sutra of the Dead, he had the will to die with the enemy, so he embarked on the road of "own death", the higher the swordsmanship, the weaker the murderous aura, and the only outsider who understands this is the lotus girl.

On the stone wall of Jinpeng Castle, Gu Shenwei also found six other exercises similar to "own death", he tried, no matter what, he couldn't integrate them, although the foundation was the same, each practice method was still at a different extreme, forcibly binding would only be counterproductive, only the Dragon King himself knew this.

So he didn't answer Old Man Mu's question, but faced the wild horse, shook his head and said, "No, your swordsmanship is still not strong enough, and it's a cut away from the death test, do you still have suspicions about swordsmanship?"

The dragon king's tone was like teaching a beginner disciple, and the wild horse was furious in his heart, the person in front of him was the only person he couldn't look at with a "life-destroying" mentality, maybe this was his only remaining suspicion of swordsmanship, thinking of this, he was even more angry, because the dragon king was actually right.

Mustang took a step forward, did the dragon king really think that he was a god and could convince a man to commit suicide with just words?

A strong murderous aura permeated the hall, and many disciples were tormented between awe and fear, no one dared to escape, and they all stood against the wall as much as possible, people were crowded, and the murderous intent between them was long gone.

"The Sword of Annihilation, I remember that it was said in the scriptures, 'All actions are impermanent, it is the law of birth and destruction', Old Man Mu, what does this mean?"

The wild horse killing machine has moved, but the dragon king is still studying the meaning of the word, the old man Mu was stunned, and replied: "This is a Buddhist nonsense, which means that everything in the world is born and dies, which is the so-called 'impermanence'." ”

"What does the 'method of extinction' mean?"

"Well, on the other hand, there is extinction and no life, and life is silence, so it can't be regarded as impermanence, probably this means, but the little wild horse doesn't read much, so he may not be able to understand it. ”

Gu Shenwei asked the mustang, "Do you understand?"

Mustang's anger was rising in his heart, of course he understood, he understood the tactics of the Dragon King, this cunning minion was provoking him, leaving him temporarily out of the realm of extinction, unable to use the most powerful sword technique.

He didn't practice the Sword of Fury, so anger doesn't provide strength, it only interferes with the state of mind.

Tilted his head and glanced at his broken arm, this is a gift from the dragon king, the wild horse got rid of the anger in his heart, Huan Nu is just a life after all, even if it is ten times smarter, it is also a life that is no different from everyone.

The Mustang regained his senses.

Old man Mu laughed twice, "Dragon King, it's not good, the little wild horse doesn't seem to have been fooled, do you still have a backup move?"

Gu Shenwei had no spare moves, all his efforts were in the hope that the wild horse's swordsmanship would rise faster, this was a battle of "yang conspiracy".

He turned to the lotus girl who was sitting on the chair, "Can the Imperial Master still use his remaining strength to fight?"

The lotus girl nodded, stood up, and shook slightly, obviously the injury had not healed, and even a flush passed over her face.

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