Zhou Zijian listened, and the muscles on his face trembled a little excitedly: "Seniors are willing to teach me the Seven Absolute Swords?"

Leng Hanshuang's face sank, and he said in a cold voice: "The husband has made a word, and the horse is difficult to chase." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info How can there be a reason to laugh?"

Zhou Zijian hurriedly knelt on his knees and said respectfully: "Senior Zhou Zijian, thank you." ”

Leng Hanshuang shook off the placket of his robe, flashed to the side and said, "What seniors, juniors." Sounds awkward. From now on, you and I can be commensurate with each other. You just call me big brother. ”

Zhou Zijian nodded, kowtowed again, and said, "The eldest brother is above, and the younger brother is worshipped." ”

Leng Hanshuang pursed his lips and said, "I can't stand these red tapes in my life. Hurry up. ”

After speaking, Leng Hanshuang pulled out a broken sword from the ground next to him, and said loudly: "Seven uniques, as the name suggests, there are seven different kinds of wonderful: fast, ruthless, accurate, calm, steady, change, and ghost. In addition, there are only seven styles of seven unique swords, which are used to the best place, and one sword seals the throat. The swordsmanship is not based on lightness, but on the sword momentum, which has similarities with the Sanba sword. ”

Zhou Zijian widened his eyes and looked at Leng Hanshuang, and asked, "I have also heard of the Three Tyrant Sword, but I don't know why it was named the Three Tyrants?

Leng Hanshuang stroked his beard with his left hand and said with a smile: "The Three Tyrant Swords are not only three swords, but refer to the three imposing sword ways of the Heavenly Tyrant, the Earth Tyrant, and the Human Tyrant. It is said that if the three tyrants do not come out, the sword will be like an angry sea turning over the river, and it will be unstoppable. But I've only heard about it, I've never seen it. However, I think that these Seven Absolute Swords will not be much worse than the Three Absolute Swords. If you can practice these Seven Absolute Swords with me, it is also your creation. ”

Leng Hanshuang's left hand gently stroked the sword body of the broken sword, and a pair of thin eyes suddenly transmitted two cold lights, and said in a deep voice: "See clearly!"

Before the words fell, Leng Hanshuang pointed the broken sword forward, and his body flew forward like a ghost, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the stone.

Leng Hanshuang stopped and looked back at Zhou Zijian: "This sword is called Cold Night Chasing the Wind." You stab me with a sword, and I'll see. ”

Zhou Zijian has the sword spectrum of the Seven Absolute Swords awarded by his uncle Qingfeng Dao Chief, so he is no stranger to the Seven Absolute Swords. Now that I have seen Leng Hanshuang use this first form, I have a little confidence in my heart.

Zhou Zijian slowly pulled out the heavy snow, his body rose sharply, and he struggled to stab a sword into the chest of the cold frost.

Leng Hanshuang gently knocked outward with the broken sword, and Zhou Zijian's heavy snow fell to the ground with a "dang".

Leng Hanshuang shook his head, frowned slightly and said: "This sword is called Chasing the Wind in the Cold Night, and the sword caster must do it in one go, the sword qi is full, and the cold qi chases the wind." How can you be like you, how can you do it?"

Zhou Zijian remembered the mental mantra taught by Tong Xiaotian, and a nameless inner breath rose from the dantian, and the heavy snow on the ground seemed to feel the call of the master's heart and let out a "buzzing" low sound. Zhou Zijian's figure floated up again, and Shen Xue instantly flew back to Zhou Zijian's right hand, and stabbed towards the cold frost with a strong cold wind.

With a "click", the broken sword in Leng Hanshuang's hand broke again.

At the same time, Zhou Zijian's heavy snow was shocked and flew out of his hands, inserting an inch into the stone wall next to him.

A glimmer of light flashed in Leng Hanshuang's eyes: "Interesting, this sword is very interesting." Although the heat of your sword is still far away, it already has a bit of charm. I don't think you're using the Kongtong faction's mental method, right?"

Although Zhou Zijian had cut off the cold frost's broken sword just now, his right hand was also shocked to a burst of soreness, and he couldn't stop grinning in pain.

Zhou Zijian slowed down for a long time, and then said: "Don't hide it from my eldest brother, some time ago, someone taught me an internal strength method, which seems to be Helian Qingtian's Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Skill. ”

The light in Leng Hanshuang's eyes was even better, he shook the green robe on his body, and said, "Brother Xian, can you tell me a little bit about the mental formula?"

Zhou Zijian nodded and said, "Of course you can, it's just that this mental formula is incomplete, and it doesn't make sense." Just now I was in a hurry to use this sword. ”

Leng Hanshuang smiled slightly and said, "It's okay. You tell me, how about we look at it together? Maybe I can learn something from it. ”

Zhou Zijian took out a roll of silk from his arms, handed it to Leng Hanshuang with both hands, and said, "This is a mantra I copied. ”

Cold Frost reached out and took the silk.

At this time, his eyes were wide, and there was a dazzling light in his eyes, joy, longing, and a hint of anxiety.

On the top of the silk are neatly recorded some words.

Leng Hanshuang looked at it, these words seemed to have life, and gradually left the silk and danced in front of Leng Hanshuang's eyes.

Leng Hanshuang had heard more than once of the mystery of Vajra and the prestige of Helian Qingtian.

Leng Hanshuang's hand holding the silk trembled a little, and he had mixed feelings in his heart: Could it be that this is the internal strength of the Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Skill that Helian Qingtian relied on to become famous.

Leng Hanshuang has been in retreat here for six years, thinking that there is no future in this life, but I don't want to wait for this day to finally come. He looked at Zhou Zijian with a strange look, as if Zhou Zijian was the person sent by God to save him. No, it's a fairy.

Zhou Zijian was a little hairy by Cold Frost, and said to Leng Hanshuang's face: "Big brother, big brother sword idiot, what's wrong with you." ”

Cold Frost's gaze gradually regained its calm, and a pair of eyes turned back to two fine lines. He looked at the silk in his hand for a long time, and then said to Zhou Zijian: "Brother Xian, it's not early today, you go back to study the sword of 'chasing the wind in the cold night'." This mantra is left for me to refer to. ”

Zhou Zijian nodded, left the stone cave as ordered, and went back to rest. It wasn't until the next day's shift that he quietly came to Laojun Pavilion again.

This time, Zhou Zijian saw Leng Hanshuang sitting in the cellar, holding silk in his hand, and he was fascinated. There was a food box next to it, and the lid was not even lifted.

"Big brother, big brother sword idiot, how are you. Zhou Zijian even screamed a few times, but Leng Hanshuang didn't answer. Zhou Zijian had no choice but to shake his head and turn back.

For three days, as long as Zhou Zijian came to the stone cave, he saw Leng Hanshuang looking at the silk in his hand in a daze, and the lid of the food box next to him had never been opened.

After another three days, when Zhou Zijian saw Leng Hanshuang again, Leng Hanshuang couldn't sit still. He fell to the ground, his body unusually cold, but his hands still clutched the roll of silk.

Zhou Zijian hurriedly opened the skylight and jumped down.

Leng Hanshuang's eyes were a little scattered, his consciousness had begun to blur, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

Zhou Zijian opened the food box, which contained a pot of wine, a bowl of rice, and four dishes. Rice and vegetables have long been out of temperature.