Fang Qing said: "A total of one hundred and eight forms, and each form has ten changes!"

Mu Feifei: ...

Isn't that one thousand and eighty tricks?

You can't practice until you die!

Really live to the old, learn to grow old!

At this moment, he saw Fang Xiaoxian's complacent expression, and asked, "Will you..."

Fang Xiaoxian patted his chest and said confidently: "Brother Mu, don't worry, I have everything under control!"

"Let me teach you!"

"You mean, if you teach me, I can learn everything in two days?" Mu Feifei asked.

"No, it's definitely better than Hong Yu!" Fang Qing said leisurely.

Mu Feifei was speechless.

"If you can't learn it, you have to go home. What's the use of me being better than him?"

Fang Qing said: "Brother Mu, I think the reason why the higher-ups want to check is to supervise everyone."

"So many disciples rushed home without learning everything, and there would be no one left in that sect."

"So what we have to do now is to keep the first and compete for the second!"

"Protect the first and fight the second?" Mu Feifei was puzzled.

"Keep the bottom one, fight for the bottom two!" Fang Xiaoxian replied immediately.

Depend on!

Does the last one still use insurance?

Isn't this a certainty?

"So, my only opponent is Hong Yu?" Mu Feifei said gloomyly.

Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, Fang Xiaoxian suddenly thought of something, and his heart skipped a beat.

"maybe!"

"What if the last two are chased away?"

"We dare not say what the high-level people think, and we dare not ask."

Mu Feifei took a deep breath and said, "Then let's start practicing now."

To be honest, he really didn't want to leave the Sword Cottage unless it was absolutely necessary.

After working so hard for so long, it is time to blossom and bear fruit.

It's too bad to leave like this!

Therefore, this test must be passed!

Fang Xiaoxian threw a wooden sword over and said, "Okay, Brother Mu, then we will start the assault before the exam."

Holding the sword, Mu Feifei suddenly became serious.

Fang Xiaoxian held the sword hilt at his waist with his free hand.

At this moment, his temperament changed drastically, like a real swordsman.

hum!

Take the long sword!

Very fierce!

At the same time, a loud shout came from Fang Qingxian's mouth.

"Without a woman in your heart, draw your sword and be a natural god, on the first page of the sword manual, forget your sweetheart!"

Originally, Mu Feifei had already entered the state.

The three-foot wooden sword also stands proudly.

As a result, hearing this sword formula, Mu Feifei's expression instantly petrified.

The atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

The whole section is broken!

"What's all this mess?"

"What does sword practice have to do with women?"

Mu Feifei complained.

Fang Xiaoxian scratched his head: "We all practice like this, so I don't think it's strange."

"How about I practice all the one hundred and eight moves for you?"

"Okay." Mu Feifei nodded.

It’s a big deal not to practice the first form!

Fang Xiaoxian's sword immediately danced wildly in the air.

The shadow of the sword was dazzling, and the sound of the sword was loud!

The entire small courtyard was filled with a murderous aura.

At the same time, a series of formulas also sounded.

"On the second page of the sword manual, beware of stinky women!"

"On the third page of the sword manual, women are so annoying!"

"On the fourth page of the sword manual, a woman's sad soul!"

"On the fifth page of the sword manual, behead an old lover!"

"On the sixth page of the sword manual, don't be a lover!"

"The seventh page of the sword manual, no woman must be super god!"

……

"One hundred and seven pages of the sword manual, abandon love and close your heart!"

"The last page of the sword manual, no love is God!"

The whole set of swordsmanship was displayed by Fang Xiaoxian, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The sun goes from sunrise to sunset.

Mu Feifei was sleepy.

The little turkey in the distance also yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" Mu Feifei asked.

Fang Qingxian shook his head: "There is no woman in my heart, so I am naturally very energetic."

Mu Feifei: "... I'm crazy!"

"What kind of bullshit name is that?"

"Who created the sword technique of the Great River Sword Sect?"

"Have you been in a state of lovelorn and autistic all year round?"

"No, Dahe Sword Sect also has female disciples, how do they practice?"

Fang Xiaoxian replied: "Just replace all the women in the sword manual with men."

Mu Feifei was completely speechless this time.

No man in mind?

Are the names of the sword techniques of Dahe Jianzong so random?

"Oh, brother Mu, I'm burning my ass, don't care about those details!"

"Let's hurry up and practice!"

Fang Xiaoxian urged.

In desperation, Mu Feifei had no choice but to grab the wooden sword and start practicing from the first form.

But how to practice, how awkward.

Xia Yuchan was all in front of her eyes.

An hour has passed.

Mu Feifei still didn't learn it, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Fang Xiaoxian patted his thigh: "I understand, Brother Mu, the reason why you have such a hard time getting started..."

"I have a woman in my heart, how can I practice?"

"No, you just lack a scabbard!" Fang Xiaoxian handed over his sword: "Use mine!"

"I won't practice anymore, I don't think I can do it." Mu Feifei sighed.

And, he finally understood.

Why Hong Yu took two months to practice the ninth form.

In Mu Feifei's heart, he pretended that even a woman could practice so hard.

Hong Yu pretended in his heart that he didn't know how many women there were.

Fang Qingxian became anxious: "Brother Mu, I think you can still save me."

"After all, you are so talented."

Mu Feifei said word by word: "I really don't want to practice this sword technique anymore!"

"It's so anti-human!"

Chapter 70 Evil Sword Art, Going Crazy Seeing Mu Feifei's decisive attitude, Fang Xiaoxian fell silent.

After a while, he said: "Actually, our sect still has a set of swordsmanship."

"But the required contribution is a bit much."

"Ordinary people can't afford to change."

Mu Feifei said: "Can contribution points be bought with money?"

"of course can!"

"Then hurry up and change it, has our Jianlu lost money?" Mu Feifei felt hopeful when he heard this!

Suddenly, he thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Is the name of this set of sword techniques normal?"

Fang Qingxiao said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's absolutely normal."

"And the ruthless swordsmanship just now was only at the Huang level, but this set of swordsmanship is at the Xuan level!"

Mu Feifei felt relieved.

The next day, Fang Xiaoxian came happily.

"Brother Mu, I have acquired a new sword technique!"

"This set of swordsmanship is called Dahe Swordsmanship!"

Dahe swordsmanship?

Dahe Sword Sect?

The corner of Mu Feifei's mouth twitched slightly.

Although the name is still random, it is better than that set of ruthless swordsmanship.

All the money spent was recorded in Mu Feifei's name.

If he wants to use the system to amplify the Dahe swordsmanship, that's fine too.

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