Chapter 275

"You Taoist friends, since that's the case, I don't think other people are interested in it. I'll let it go. I'll have a chance to fight again later. " Seeing this, Yang Qian said slowly.

"OK, after seeing your younger martial brother's momentum of fighting twice, Yun really doesn't have much fighting spirit." Red eyebrow youth smell speech, wry smile a of say.

Then he arched his hand to the crowd and stepped on the red cloud.

The rest of the blood to wait to see this, also full of heart have left.

In the twinkling of an eye, at the edge of the square, there were only two young people named Yang Qian and Yun.

"Brother Yun, do you have anything else to do?" Yangqian see this, light asked a.

"It's nothing. I know that you've recently practiced a secret skill of Yin evil, which requires some external assistance. It happens that I got a small piece of Yin pith wood by accident, which should be just right for you." After grinning, the young man of the surname Yun took out a piece of dead wood with black smell from his sleeve and handed it directly to Yangqian.

”Pith wood! It's really very useful to me. There are three thousand spirit stones, which should be enough to compensate for the value of it. " Yang Qian's face moved. Instead of picking up ebony, he took out a spirit stone leather bag from his sleeve and threw it first.

"No, I gave it willingly?" Although the black faced young man caught the bag, he waved his hand and was about to throw the stone back.

"Brother Yun, if you don't want the spirit stone, I dare not accept this piece of Yin pith wood." When Yang Qian saw this, his voice sank.

The young man surnamed Yun could naturally hear the firm meaning of the other party's words. After a bitter smile, he could only put away the leather bag.

Yang Qian's mask let this just a loose, raised a hand to take over black wood, and played for a moment, eyes revealed the expression of joy.

"By the way, can I have a look at you again?" The young man with the surname of Yun saw this scene, and his face became a little strange. Somehow, he murmured such an endless sentence.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Qian is playing with black wood's arm movement a coagulation, the voice becomes cold and piercing.

"Ha ha, if you don't want to, just think I haven't said it." Youth heart a jump, quickly dry smile a few voice said.

"Don't forget the oath you made at the beginning. Unless I'm willing, I'm not allowed to tell you my true identity, let alone think about other things. It's the best thing to forget all about me. " Yangqian touched the silver face on the touch surface, very gloomy said.

"Of course Yun remembers it, but you are so amazing. How can I forget it if I want to." The young man with the surname Yun sighed

"Well, no matter what you think, you'd better remember it for me. When you see me the second time, it's your time to die. " Yangqian coldly said, then big sleeve a shake, directly into the sky, and away.

The young man surnamed Yun stayed in the same place and quietly looked at Yang Qian's back. He seemed to be completely dementia.

……

In front of the stone house, there is a shadow!

As soon as Liu Ming fell from the sky, his sleeve just shook in front of him. Immediately, an invisible force gushed out and pushed the stone gate open.

Move again!

He went into the stone house, and the door closed slowly.

Liu Ming sat down on the futon in the center of the room and raised his hand to put it in front of him.

The wound on the back of the palm suddenly turned into a few faint bloodstains.

With the strength of his body, even if he doesn't use some recovery thunder spells, he can deal with ordinary minor injuries only by his self-healing ability.

He moved his fingers, and when he saw that they were all as flexible as before, he was really relieved.

After Liu Ming pondered a little more, he touched it in his one handed square sleeve and pulled out the blue sword. He looked at it in front of his eyes. At the same time, the snow-white sword behind Zhang xiuniang flashed through his mind.

Although I don't know what kind of rank this woman's sword is, it's unlikely that it's a top-grade spirit weapon. Nine times out of ten, it's a middle-grade spirit weapon different from Qingyue sword.

The other side's flying sword skill is really powerful, but he can feel that Zhang xiuniang has not really exerted the power of the sword.

In other words, the magic power of this gifted disciple of tianyuezong is still far less than his.

But from another point of view, Zhang xiuniang's flying sword technique is more terrible.

Liu Ming silently recalled that this woman had thrown out the sword in her hand, and then turned it into a snow-white exercise, which easily defeated the light of the green moon sword.

It's obvious that Zhang xiuniang's secret skill of directly turning sword into sword light is much better than her current sword repair method.

It seems that he still needs to understand the Taigang sword formula. I believe that the mystery of this book must have recorded similar high-level secrets.

In the past, his cultivation was not enough and he could not comprehend more things, but now after he became a spiritual master, he would gain a lot from studying this book.

Liu Ming thought this way. As soon as he picked up the green moon sword, he slowly closed his eyes and pinched the secret with one hand. As soon as he saw the light in his mind, a Golden Book appeared in the divine consciousness and slowly opened page by page.

He sat on the ground motionless and began to scan Taigang sword Jue quickly.

After a full hour, he opened his eyes with a look of surprise.

"Taigang swordsmanship! Sure enough, there is this kind of sword cultivation skill of manipulating the sword itself to break the enemy! After practicing this skill, you can kill the enemy and the invisible from a hundred miles away, and even combine the body with the sword and fly the imperial sword, which are other powerful means derived from it. Very good. Let me see how this magical power is cultivated first? " Liu Ming murmured, very excited.

But before, the so-called "imperial sword skill" practiced by Zhang xiuniang actually refers to the magic power of the sword.

It's just that most practitioners like to call this magical power "imperial sword skill".

After taking a deep breath, Liu Ming closed his eyes again and immersed himself in his mind.

In this way, a little bit of time passed, when Liu Ming opened his eyes again, his brow was tight and wrinkled.

"It's so hard to cultivate the sword skill! Not only do you need to remember countless sword Jue gestures, but also you need to practice with your mental power over and over again in order to control the sword as you wish. Then you can bring the power of flying sword into full play by stimulating the mysterious connection between the magic power in your body and the sword.

According to the description of swordsmanship in ancient books, although different accomplishments can make the power of flying sword different, if only based on the proficiency of swordsmanship, there are also several levels of division, such as entry level, Xiaocheng level, Dacheng level and dayuanman level, and the power of flying sword is also different in the same kind of accomplishments.

According to Liu Ming's estimation, the cultivation difficulty of this royal sword skill is far beyond those of the so-called "high-level magic".

Even if the cultivator's qualification is not enough, maybe eternal life will stay at the entry level.

The unity of body and sword in the art of imperial sword requires at least a small level of achievement, and the flying power of imperial sword can't be achieved without reaching a great level of achievement.

Zhang xiuniang can understand the magic power of sword unity before she is promoted to a spiritual master. It can be seen that she has the terrifying talent of channeling sword body.

From Liu Ming's point of view, the swordsmanship level of tianyuezong's peerless disciple is still at the beginning stage.

Otherwise, the sword in the previous contest would not be such a simple thing as hurting the fist skin with sword Qi. Maybe one sword can really open the palm of the hand.

Of course, if Zhang xiuniang's swordsmanship was really practiced to such a terrible degree, Liu Ming would not pick it up with his fist at all. Instead, he would not hesitate to urge all the powers of chongshuizhu to cast it far away.

Of course, no matter what, this royal sword is also a way to improve its strength quickly.

Although Liu Ming doesn't expect to practice this method to the entry level in just two or three months, he can still manage to make it easier to attack the enemy.

When Liu Ming thought of this, he immediately took out the short sword in his sleeve and practiced the authentic Royal sword.

It's different from the common Royal weapon method. Let him throw his things into the air again and again, but if the dagger doesn't stay in the air for a moment, it will directly fall down, or it will flash wildly in the air, and the sharp sword Qi released from the sword can't really gather and form

In this way, Liu Ming was closed in the stone house for half a month.

Just when he realized that he was finally getting some tips on how to master the art of imperial sword, suddenly there were bursts of bells outside the stone house!

Liu Ming had been told about it for a long time. Naturally, he immediately knew that it was the alarm of the Hai people. He quickly put away his dagger and pushed open the stone gate.

When he strode outside, there was a commotion all over the city.

In the huge city, flying boats and chariots rose from all the zongmen area.

On the city wall, teams of Jiashi powder rushed to the city head, and quickly set up a huge crossbow, one after another aimed at the far distance.

As soon as Liu Ming's brows wrinkled, he lifted the black clouds under his feet, and in a twinkling of an eye, he was hundreds of feet high in the air. He could see clearly the situation near and far away from the huge city.

At this time, around the huge city, the ten Light Silver Towers all began to emit strange light. At the same time, the objects hanging on the top of the tower were buzzing, and the rhythm of the sound stopped. They all seemed to echo each other.

At the same time, with the giant city as the center and more than a dozen towers as the fulcrum, a huge silver array is forming.

In the distant horizon, there was a loud roar, a black line emerged out of thin air, and suddenly became thicker and bigger, turning into a rolling boundless black cloud.

(I finally got home from Shanghai in the evening. I'm so tired these days.)