"Nine Rank Mortal Rank Exercises?Crazy Knife Nine Volumes, Knife Technique?!" Han Xiao was carried away by happiness for a while, and his excitement was abnormal. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Dazhui said: "You know why I'm not here these days, right? It's not like you're looking for this set of knife techniques for your stinky boy! It took me a lot of effort!"

Han Xiao was moved from his heart, looked at Wang Dazhui, and suddenly his nose was sore, and he was about to kneel.

Wang Dazhui hurriedly dodged to the side, glared at the boss, and said, "Go, don't come with me." Why, how old is it, do you still have to cry your nose?"

Han Xiao was indeed emotional. I really didn't expect that this Wang Da Hammer, who has no relatives and no reason, seems to be rough and wild, and usually only knows how to drink, can be so meticulous, knowing that he likes to make knives, so he will work hard to find a set of knife techniques for himself, and it is the ninth grade of the mortal rank. In my memory, except for my father and mother, no one has been so kind to me. And now that his father and mother have been captured, his life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown, Wang Da Hammer's move has made him, a child, feel the warmest care and cultivation from his elders. How can a person who is most affectionate and sexually not moved.

Sniffling, Han Xiao stopped talking. Respectfully cross-legged, holding the memory stone in his hand, urging the dantian true qi, and using spiritual sense to feel the things inside. In an instant, a huge amount of information poured into my mind, from low to high, the first volume "The Wind Rises", the second volume "Cloud Surge", the third volume "Eclipse", the fourth volume "Bird Shock", the fifth volume "Rain Falls", the sixth volume "Breaking the Sky", the seventh volume "Fish Leap", the eighth volume "Changhong", the ninth volume "Qingming...... Countless images, countless annotations, all came and went, flashing like a film.

Han Xiao felt that he had entered an endless treasure trove of martial arts. Thoughts wander freely.

Wang Dazhu's voice whispered in his ear: "This Nine Volumes of Crazy Knife was created by the predecessors according to the changes in the weather of heaven and earth, although it is only a mortal-level exercise, but the power is infinite. Those who have given this merit, after completing their studies, should be chivalrous and courageous, and eliminate violence and peace. Volume 1, The Wind Rises - The Wind Rises, Threatens Kyushu; Volume 2, Clouds Surge - Dark Clouds Surge, Hidden Murderous Intentions; Volume 3, Eclipse - Dark Clouds Cover the Sun, Disaster is Imminent; Volume 4: Birds Frightened - Birds and Beasts Walk, Mountains and Rivers Tremble; Volume 5, Rain Falls-Rain Falls, Covering All Things; Volume 6: Breaking the Sky - Lightning Breaks the Sky, and the Night is Small and Gallant Cracks; Volume 7: Fish Leaps - Fish Leaps Out of the Sea and Asks the Netherworld; Volume 8: Changhong - Changhong Looms, Blood Stains the Sky; Volume 9, Sunny - Sunny Days, Heads Fall to the Ground. ”

Lin Xian'er sat next to her, looking at Wang Dazhui and Han Xiao's solemn expressions, and listening to Wang Dazhui chant the mystery of the nine volumes of the mad knife in a low voice...... The wind gradually rises, threatening Kyushu; dark clouds surge, hiding murderous opportunities; the eclipse is dark, disaster is coming; birds and beasts go, mountains and rivers tremble; rain falls like a note, enveloping everything; lightning breaks the sky, and the night is small and gally; the fish jumps out of the sea and asks the netherworld; the rainbow looms, and the blood stains the sky; the sky is clear, and the heads fall to the ground...... Her thoughts were involuntarily immersed in it, although it was a breeze and a bright moon at the moment, she seemed to have experienced a drastic change in the world, and she was terrified, and she couldn't help but sweat on her back.

Wang Dazhui's voice was a little hurried: "The memory stone has darkened, and the contents inside are about to disappear." Don't think about it now, do your best, and imprint the contents of these nine volumes into your mind - quick, memorize them again!"

I saw the light of the memory stone flicker, and suddenly disappeared. What was supposed to be a flowing stone has become an inconspicuous stone. Han Xiao opened his eyes, his eyes were a little hollow, as if his person was no longer here, but immersed in a distant space.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao!" Xian'er called softly.

After a long time, Han Xiao moved and returned to the present. There was still a look of horror on his face. It's like winning a 5 million lottery ticket and not believing that you have so much money all at once. Han Xiao closed his eyes and went over the sword technique scrolls stored in his mind again, and only then did he become ecstatic. It's like 5 million is in the bank card, and I am sure that it is my own.

Seeing this, Wang Dazhui smiled slightly: "Good boy, how much have you remembered?"

Han Xiao said: "All." ”

Wang Da Hammer said: "Where is your knife?"

Han Xiao said: "The knife is here." As soon as he said that, he stretched out his hand, and the five-grade blood knife ghost head that was placed next to him slashed and landed in his hand. Han Xiao jumped up, waved his knife, and the wind rose.

Wang Dazhui sat on the side, watching Han Xiao cultivate the first volume of "The Wind Rises", looking at it, his eyes couldn't help but be full of horror, and said incredibly: "This kid can cultivate the first volume to this extent with just one memory, it's a piece of material!"

Lin Xian'er sat next to him, her eyes lit up, and said, "Such good material, you really don't want to receive it by your side and inherit the mantle?"

Wang Dazhui took a sip of wine, looked at Han Xiao's vigorous figure in the shadow of the knife, and said with a confused look: "I'm afraid that my Wang Dazhui has limited energy and can't stand him." ”

Lin Xian'er said: "Yes, who can afford him?"

Wang Dazhui said: "You count one." ”

Lin Xian'er said: "I?one?"

Wang Dazhui took another sip of wine, but his eyes were empty, and said, "You will understand later." ”

Lin Xian'er looked at Han Xiao's vigorous figure and handsome and resolute face in the shadow of the knife, and seemed to have understood the meaning of Wang Dazhu, so she didn't speak again.

For the next three days, Han Xiao and Lin Xian'er practiced internal skills in retreat during the day, and went to the back mountain to practice external skills at night. Lin Xian'er repeatedly practiced the "Song of Collecting Medicine", while Han Xiao was immersed in the nine volumes of the Crazy Knife, and worked hard to cultivate the first volume of "The Wind Rises".

Three days later, the two of them were full of breath, and Lin Xian'er basically mastered the body technique of collecting medicine songs, because her body was light, and she was more agile than Han Xiao. And Han Xiao, after a few days of hard cultivation, has completely mastered the first volume of the Nine Volumes of the Crazy Knife, and now that the Wupin Blood Knife is in his hand, with the method of collecting medicine and singing the body, he feels that no matter how powerful the opponent is, he dares to let go of the fight.

Wang Da Hammer spent two days using the War Beast Pill that Lin Xian'er bought from the town before, and trained the iron mastiff until the war beast turned three times, and then disappeared out of thin air again.

Han Xiao had no distractions and was single-mindedly thinking about the enemy.

Tomorrow will be the final decisive moment agreed with the Meng family. The martial artist sent out to monitor the Meng family came back to report that the Meng family, as usual, did not have any abnormalities.

Before the storm, everything seemed eerily quiet. Even the shops in the town, as well as all the residents, closed their doors early and turned off their lights. Everything is quiet.

In the evening, Han Xiao gathered all the people in Baijiabao. Including the martial artists recruited by Gong Jun, the masters of other families in Bird Spirit Town invited by Bai Chaoqian, and counting Liu Ruru and Xiaoyue, there are a total of forty-eight people. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation is Gong Jun, who has an eight-turn battle soul, and there is an elder surnamed Bai who is a seven-turn battle soul, and then there is Bai Chaoqian, who has a sixth-turn battle soul. In addition to Han Xiao and Liu Ruru, there are a few lower-level battle spirits, and the rest are monks.

Han Xiao thought about it in his heart, the Meng family has three masters at the level of mad generals, namely Meng Qishan, Meng Qifeng and Meng Qiyu, if they are not counted, their side can fight a battle, and the chances of winning are not small. But counting the three brothers of the Meng family, the situation is really not optimistic. is only one Meng Qishan, he is a mad general master at the same level as his grandfather, enough to deal with his forty-eight people.

Now it's up to Lin Qiushui. He has no news in the past few days, and I hope that when the decisive battle comes, he can appear in time to face Meng Qishan.

Han Xiao ordered all defenses to be withdrawn, and everyone gathered in a large courtyard in the middle, and after a full meal of war meals, they meditated on the spot. There is no moon tonight, not even the stars. In the pitch-black Baijiabao, forty-eight people sat quietly cross-legged in the middle courtyard, all of them distracting and waiting for the storm to come.

Everyone knows that this storm must be bloody.

Near-child. Han Xiao suddenly stood up, lowered his voice and said, "Everyone, when the time passes, it will be the seventh day. We don't have to wait for the Meng family to come to the door. After a while, everyone will kill me in the past, take them by surprise, kill them all by surprise, and avenge the dead souls!"

Gong Jun said: "Young Master Han is right! We will kill them now, and we will definitely kill them by surprise." In the past ten years, the Meng family has looted how many people have been looted, we have destroyed them and divided their property equally!"

Bai Chaoqian also said: "The Bai family is grateful that you can still understand the righteousness at this critical juncture, and choose to fight side by side with us! As long as the Meng family is eliminated, in the future, you will be invited to manage the Bird Spirit Town with the Bai family, and make the Bird Spirit Town more prosperous, all of you today are meritorious veterans!"

Everyone listened to the blood boiling, and said one after another: "The Meng family has done a lot of injustice, we are willing to follow Young Master Han and eliminate harm for the people!"

"Destroy the Meng family and eliminate harm for the people!"

"Kill Meng Qishan and recover Bird Spirit Town!"

Han Xiao waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, he looked up at the dark night sky, and after a while, he said, "It's time, everyone will kill me!"

Passing through the town of Queling, I saw a huge village yard in the distance, and the lights were faint. Han Xiao led everyone to pounce from the night like a tiger and a wolf. The warriors guarding the wall spotted them immediately.

"The Bai family is here!"

"It's a war!"

The martial artist on the wall, while shouting, put a few signal flares into the air, only to hear a few snaps, explosions in the air, colorful.

The sleeping Meng family's compound was noisy for a while.

Han Xiao looked at the martial artists who were densely guarded on the wall and nodded to Bai Chaoqian. Bai Chaoqian waved his hand, and a team of martial artists led by the Shui brothers and the Chai brothers flashed to the front, each of them picked up the iron crossbow in their arms, aimed at the martial artists on the wall, and shot arrows randomly.

I only heard a miserable scream of "oops" and "ahh The rest jumped into the wall. Han Xiao signaled to stop releasing the arrows, took the machete in his hand, floated up to the wall first, jumped down, and cast the nine volumes of the newly cultivated mad knife, and the five-grade blood knife swung away, killing a miserable scream.

When everyone saw Han Xiao enter, they rushed to jump in and killed the martial artists of the Meng family.

For a while, the martial artists of the Meng family couldn't parry, and the people who were killed were scattered, and the ghosts cried wolves. After Han Xiao saw the iron mastiff bite a few martial artists, he aimed at a master at the battle spirit level and pounced like a ghost. This battle spirit shook the weapon in his hand and dodged in a hurry. Who knew that the iron mastiff's pounce was also false, and he had already calculated the position where he was dodging. Changing direction in mid-air, knocking the war spirit down at once. Steel teeth and sharp teeth, in the screams of the war spirit, clicked and bit his throat. Blood spurted on the head of the iron mastiff, and it looked like a ghost coming out of hell.

It seems that the iron mastiff after Wang Dazhui's training not only broke through from the second turn to the third turn in cultivation, but also achieved a great breakthrough in tactics.

Han Xiao let out a long roar, and in a flash, he saw that the master of the battle soul named Zhong Song, who came to write the battle book, killed several martial artists on his side, his eyes were sharp, his feet moved, and he rushed over quietly, and the blood knife was cut diagonally from a tricky part from the bottom to the top.

Zhong Song saw Han Xiao first, and then saw his knife. One couldn't dodge, a piece of flesh was cut off from his shoulder, he screamed in pain, his eyes were full of anger, and he hit Han Xiao with a punch.

Han Xiao felt that the wind was blowing, and he knew that he was too bad, so he didn't dare to touch it, so he hurriedly flashed to the side.

Zhong Song's eyes were red, and he shouted: "Boy, take your life!" like crazy, and pounced on Han Xiao again.

Han Xiao couldn't get close to him, so he had to dodge left and right. Suddenly, the iron mastiff pounced on Zhong Song like a ghost.

Zhong Song waved his fist at the iron mastiff, but did not knock it back. couldn't help but add fuel to the fire, and at the moment when his attention was slightly distracted, Han Xiao saw the opportunity, rushed to the front in one step, raised the knife in his hand, and split Zhong Song in half diagonally!

Blood gushed out, like a fountain, Han Xiao was sprayed with blood, and the killing machine was even better. With red eyes, he shouted loudly: "Meng Qishan, come out and die!"