In the face of Song Ling's menacing killing moves, there was no way to avoid it, and he couldn't stop it, so he had no choice. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The palm of his hand flipped over, and the silver needle suddenly hung upside down, and under the traction of the wisps of energy beside him, the roots sank into the big acupoints of his body. It was visible to the naked eye that his short body began to swell.

In a blink of an eye, he grew from the original height of five meters to two meters away, and his original clothes had already broken and scattered, revealing his face under the clothes. The skin of the body has almost become the color of brass, and the color of brass is not the natural color of flesh, but a metallic luster.

Zhang Shu and the others have not yet fought with those Dongying people who surrounded them, and the two people who seem to be on par with Song Ling have fallen into a state of exhaustion. In addition to being dumbfounded, several people also watched the battle of Song Ling and the others closely, and as for the other Dongying people, the battle between the three of them also attracted attention.

When the man took out the silver needle, it changed like a thing, except for Zhang Shu, who had little knowledge, the rest of the people couldn't help but change their faces.

Seeing that Zhang Shu didn't know much about this, Tian Hanxian opened his mouth to explain to Zhang Shu.

"The silver needle, the important thing is not the silver needle, but the potion in the hollow of the silver needle. ”

"By the way, you have never been abroad, you don't know, in foreign countries, in addition to such ascetic martial arts people like me, there is another kind, that is, Xinwu!"

"What is Xinwu, that is, the martial art of innovation!"

"Since the beginning of the revolution in the West, new martial arts methods have begun to rise, different from the old martial arts, that is, the martial arts of ******** asceticism, the new martial arts, there is an advantage, that is, fast!"

"Compared with the old martial arts, which took ten or twenty years to achieve a little success, the new book can have more than ten years of skill as long as it is a tube of medicine, or some surgical transformation, and some special training. ”

"At the same time, such a new weapon is very suitable for popularization, at least it can be popularized in the army, but unfortunately, we ......"

In Tian Hanxian's words, there was an unfinished meaning, they were all countries, because of the war, because of the previous demon chaos country, but there was no sign of Xinwu.

And the opponent Dongying, in this aspect, is ahead of the curve.

The first time Zhang Shu heard that there was such a martial arts, maybe it should not be called martial arts if it was so unearned, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, as if he had opened a new world, and it was like a dark cloud covering the top, and the whole person was out of breath.

However, Zhang Shu has thoughts that are beyond this era hidden in the dark, so that he will not be as shocked as ordinary people hear about it. Immediately, he recovered, what he pursued was to protect his family, and at the same time, he also wanted to climb to the peak of martial arts, he liked martial arts from the bottom of his heart, and liked martial arts.

If that Xinwu is a good assistant, Zhang Shu doesn't mind dabbling in it himself.

Thinking about it, Zhang Shu suddenly asked Tian Hanxian eagerly, "Xinwu, what is the biggest flaw?"

Tian Hanxian looked at Zhang Shu, who was not rejected, with some joy, and said, "The biggest flaw is roughly divided into three kinds according to different differences. ”

"One is the thing that the Dongying people have just used, but they are desperately used, and after using it, nine times out of ten, it is a way to death. ”

"One is to greatly improve the strength, but the road ahead will be cut off. ”

"As for the last one, it has always been a high secret of various countries, but I have no chance of knowing it, but the legend says that it has very few side effects. ”

Zhang Shu listened and frowned. From his own point of view, such a new martial arts is not of any benefit to him. Subconsciously, there was a hint of rejection for the new martial arts, but those were things that corroded the foundation of his old martial arts.

Immediately, Zhang Shu put aside his identity and considered it from a country.

I have to say that the new martial arts are the future of a country.

The real martial arts are strong, everyone has never seen them, and this is not much to say, and in terms of popularity, Xinwu occupies too many advantages.

In a few months, at most a few years, you can get a strong martial artist, compared to more than ten years and decades, it is enough to make a person with good qualifications become a master. The time invested in cultivating an old martial artist can train too many new martial artists, and in war, the difference is too great.

Although the potential is superior, they are all cannon fodder before they reach the real martial arts. Cannon fodder, what is important is still a quantity, on the battlefield, the difference between the new and old weapons is not big.

Zhang Shu couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, not because he was skeptical about his own path, but because he was doubtful about whether there would be a successor in the future.

In the final analysis, Zhang Shu is an old martial artist psychologically and physically, although the thoughts from another world can make him accept the new martial arts, but the rejection from the instinct is unavoidable. Most of the martial artists of the old martial arts should be in such a state, perhaps they simply can't accept it and disgust it.

Zhang Shu was still thinking about the difference between the old and new martial arts, and suddenly, he felt his feet shake again, and then he realized that he was still on the edge of the battlefield.

Thinking about it, Zhang Shu felt a little ashamed. He rarely really fought, but he was distracted in the middle of the battlefield, but fortunately he did not cause a catastrophe.

Coming back to his senses, Zhang Shu couldn't help but keep his eyes on the central battlefield.

There, after the Dongying people, who were more than two meters tall, touched Song Ling's cross hammer, they had already flown backwards, while the other person who shrank his head on the side saw it cheaply, and took out his knife to cut through the already thin white mang's energy.

On the verge of life and death, there is always an extraordinary potential oppressed.

The Dongying swordsman, contrary to the previous way of shrunken and shrunk, his body was behind the knife, and under the fusion of his knife qi, he became one, not seeking a knife to save his life, but seeking the moment of this knife.

Even if it was an opponent, Zhang Shutian and Hanxian and his wife, they had to secretly praise in their hearts, "What a beautiful knife!"

The martial arts of the Dongying people are mostly derived from the cherry blossoms, and they pursue the moment of blooming and offer dazzling brilliance.

And this Dongying swordsman's knife undoubtedly touched on this point.

Putting it to death and then being reborn, the unstoppable momentum was actually cut in half under this knife and gradually disappeared.

Just when the knife man escaped death and his spirit was a little relaxed, there was a loud shout behind him, "Be careful!"

A trace of doubt flashed in the swordsman's heart, and under the slack of his mind, an inevitable mistake appeared on a battle-hardened killer swordsman like him.

At that voice, the swordsman turned his head and looked at his companion.