Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 1202

Tian Hao and Luo Qingyang thought for a long time, but they couldn't figure out who was worthy of Li Hanyi's sword, and there was a reason for Li Hanyi to use the sword.

But both of them are the kind of people who are too lazy to waste their brains on small things, and they don't think about it when it doesn't make sense, and they both practice with peace of mind.

Tian Hao practiced and nurtured the Houtian Sword Embryo, while Luo Qingyang continued to practice Mrs. Xiang's sword dance. At the same time, he was also reminiscing about his own life, recalling every detail of getting along with his junior sister.

Every time you think about Jiqing Kendo, you will improve by one point, and your strength will naturally increase by one point.

This is the advantage of Jiqing Kendo. As long as you lick enough, you can continue to improve your cultivation without end. Even if the target dies, you can still be brave and diligent.

The representative figure in this regard is Lang Fanyun, whose strength increases one after another after the death of his wife, and finally shatters the void even more.

In fact, in Tian Hao's opinion, Lang Fanyun is the most powerful among the characters of the yellow series. He relied on his own strength and used the heaven and the earth as his teacher to finally shatter the void.

Others have more or less practiced the Four Great Books, or are related to the Four Great Books. Even Sun En, the celestial master, forcibly broke them by relying on his solid accumulation.

In this regard, Lang Fanyun's talent is well deserved.

At the same time, it can also be seen that the extreme kendo is awesome.

Not to mention the hard work of Tian Hao and others, Song Yanhui who set out from Wushuang City finally came to Xueyue City.

This is the fourth time he has come to Xueyue City. The first three times he came for Xueyue Sword Immortal. This time he also came for Xueyue Sword Immortal, but in the end he changed his mind and came for the choice of two disciples.

He can understand Wushuang's lack of brains, but he can't understand that the eldest disciple Lu Yuzhai, who has always satisfied him, is almost betraying Wushuang City.

So here he is!

"City Master Wushuang, Master and Third Master are waiting for you on the top of the Ascension to Heaven Pavilion, and your two disciples are also there!"

As night fell, Tang Lian, who had been guarding the gate of the city for a long time, nodded back to Song Yan.

He is Song Yanhui's guide. After all, the Dengtian Pavilion has been changed. If you don't pull it, you don't know when Song Yanhui will be able to find it!

"That man built it?"

Walking into the gate of the city, looking at the towering Pavilion of Ascension to Heaven, even though Song Yanhui had obtained a lot of information, he was still shocked.

He had obtained information earlier that that person had built a Foshan Mountain in the Western Regions, and before that he had also obtained information that that person had built a Stick Mountain in Xueyue City.

I didn't have much idea at the time, but only after I saw it did I realize that I had underestimated it.

The rumors and information are correct, it is indeed a mountain, probably no lower than the Cangshan Mountain where Xueyue Sword Immortal fought three times.

Is that really something human can shape?

Even the legendary powerhouses of the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm definitely do not have such abilities.

Where is the other party sacred?

"The Pavilion of Ascension to Heaven was indeed built by Master, and the present Pavilion of Ascension to Heaven is the real Pavilion of Ascension to Heaven."

Tang Lian was full of pride, proud of having such an awesome master.

If Master can do it now, he will definitely be able to do it in the future.

"Are you also that person's disciple?"

Turning his eyes to the extremely burly and tall young man beside him, Song Yan could hear the hidden meaning in his words.

This person is also that person's disciple.

"Junior Tang Lian, sit down as a disciple for Master!"

After saluting, Tang Lian introduced herself.

"Tang Lian? Aren't you from Tang Sect?"

Looking at Tang Lian's extremely burly figure again, Song Yanhui was a little dazed.

The Tang Sect people in his impression are the kind of wretched-faced, fast and dexterous fighters who only know how to do things secretly, and whose fighting methods are despicable and shameless, using everything to the extreme, with hidden weapons all over their bodies.

But the overall painting style of Tang Lian in front of me is very strange, and it is completely opposite to Tangmen's painting style.

He heard that Tang Lian was Tang Lianyue's proud disciple, is this the proud way?

and also……

"You use a hammer?"

Looking at the huge hammer carried by Tang Lian, Song Yanhui really didn't understand what the hell Tangmen and Xueyue City were doing?

Could it be that he wanted to use that giant hammer as a hidden weapon to hit people?

It also seems quite powerful.

"Taught by Master, this junior is currently practicing the Tang Sect's highest unique technique, the Random Cape Hammer Technique. It is a special hammer technique used for forging, and it can also be used to defend against enemies."

Tang Lian didn't hide anything, and briefly explained the random cloak wind hammer method.

"Chaos cloak?"

She muttered to herself, although she was more puzzled and curious, but Song Yan was tactful and didn't ask any more questions, and followed Tang Lian to the Pavilion of Ascension to Heaven.

Martial arts are the foundation of martial arts people, and it is a big taboo to inquire about other people's martial arts without authorization, especially the Tang Sect, which tends to be dark and insidious, and values ​​the secrecy of martial arts more.

If you really want to continue to inquire, I am afraid that the old man of the Tang family will have to visit Wushuang City in person in the future.

As for the so-called chaotic wind hammer method, he can barely understand it. After all, the Tang Sect does have a group of professional casting masters who specialize in casting all kinds of hidden weapons for Tang Sect disciples. The hammer method of forging is normal.

When the two climbed along the Panlong to the top of the Tiantian Pavilion, Tian Hao and others were already waiting on the top black ice platform, and Tian Hao even made a row of seats out of black ice to sit on.

After all, how can sitting and watching the battle be as comfortable as sitting?

Of course, there is one more comfortable than sitting and watching the battle.

"Image, pay attention to the image, what I built is the Xuanyin sword box, not the Xuanyin sword bed!"

He stared at a certain aunt with a lazy posture with a black line on her forehead. This aunt was too careless to lie down, but she even took off her combat boots and even started eating.

Although you have cultivated a special physique and there is no such thing as fungal beriberi, you can't be so casual, right?

Is this giving up on yourself and letting go of yourself?

People who are going to fight next, be respectful.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, Mu Yumo continued to eat the pear smoothie.

I have to say that the pear smoothie frozen with Frost Mysterious Palm really has a special taste.

"Sister Mu, give me points!"

Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but want to taste a little.

Tiannvrui and the others couldn't help but turn their gazes around. It's really boring to watch the battle like this. It would be perfect if they could have something to eat and drink.

"Bed r /> Mu Yumo, whose mouth was almost full, signaled, and at the same time, shaped a large lump of ice with his Frost Profound Palm, signaling to everyone to do it themselves, so that they would have enough food and clothing.

She had expected that everyone would be greedy, so she prepared a lot of fruits in advance.

"Thank you, Sister Mu!"

Everyone called sister kindly, and then cut the ice cube into pieces, then cut the middle into crushed ice, mixed with chopped fruit, and took a bite, it tasted so good.

Although the ice made by Frost Profound Palm is poisonous, that bit of poison is really not a problem for them who have cultivated a special physique, and it even enhances the taste.

"Girl, don't patronize yourself to eat, but also give Dad a portion."

Sikong Changfeng couldn't sit still anymore, and wanted to have a bowl, otherwise everyone else would eat it, and it would be embarrassing for him to sit alone.

"Master, my sister sent me this sword, but I still can't pull it out. Is it rusted inside?"

At this time, Lei Wujie took out a sword. My sister sent someone to send this sword a few days ago, but she couldn't pull it out, which was very strange.

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(Tian: Can't pull it out? Let's see the miracle of the master's strength.)

Chapter 1203 Indulging in Silkiness

"Your sister actually gave you the Tingyu sword!"

Yin Luoxia, who was shaving ice, was attracted to the attention and immediately recognized the Rain Listening Sword.

"Is this sword famous?"

Lei Wujie didn't quite understand what fame a sword that couldn't be pulled out could have, maybe it was all embroidered into a lump.

"It's pretty famous, it's better than my original Xiaying Sword."

According to Yin Luoxia's estimate, Jianxinzhong's Fengya Four Swords should be stronger than her Xiaying Sword, in all aspects.

Whether it is the strength of the sword body, the sword spirit, or the power of the heavens contained in it, it must be stronger.

And it was the saber that Li Hanyi used when he was young, but he did not expect it to be handed over to Lei Wujie.

"The Tingyu sword was forged by your grandfather. It is a sword of the heart. It needs its approval to pull it out, otherwise it cannot be pulled out."

To explain, Yin Luoxia once tried the Rain Listening Sword out of curiosity, and it was really difficult to pull it out.

"It's hard to pull out? Let me try!"

Tian Hao became interested, absorbed the Ting Yu Sword into his hand, pinched the hilt with two fingers, and then...

"Buzz..."

After a burst of mourning, Ting Yujian unsheathed.

"It doesn't seem to be too difficult."

He pulled out the Rain Listening Sword, inserted it back in, and then pulled it out again, it was still so smooth, Tian Hao was puzzled.

This thing seems to be really not difficult.

"I'll try, I'll try!"

Sikong Qianluo put down the ice basin in his hand, took the Tingyu Sword to try, and was pulled out happily after another mournful cry.

"There seems to be a little resistance."

After trying again, Sikong Qianluo vaguely sensed a little resistance.

Afterwards, other people also tried, and anyone who cultivated a special physique could easily pull out the Tingyu sword, and it wasn't long before Ye Ruoyi and the others failed to succeed.

Turned around, and finally returned to Lei Wujie's hand.

The huge hand held the scabbard, flicked the thumb on the sword grid, and the sword came out of the sheath again after a weak mournful cry.

"It turned out to be pulled like this. I was afraid of breaking the blade of the sword before, so I didn't dare to use force."

The right arm that had barely returned to the size of a normal human arm held the hilt of the sword, Lei Wujie suddenly realized, and immediately found himself in trouble.

"Why did my sister give me this sword? I don't practice swords, and it's too small."

I really don't understand, I really can't understand my sister's intentions.

"That sword is not drawn like that!"

After being speechless for a long time, Yin Luoxia didn't know what to say anymore.

I really didn't expect Tingyu sword to be pulled out like that before, I'm afraid King Li Su would cry when he saw it.

"The swords in the Jianxin Tomb are very special, and it takes a special fit of mind to recognize the master, pull out the sword, and eventually even become one with the sword.

You need a reason to draw your sword, a reason enough to make Ting Yujian resonate. "

Patiently explained, Yin Luoxia didn't want to hear such a bright pearl as Yujian cast a dark shadow.

If Lei Wujie really wanted to pull it out like this in the future, the sword spirit would have to collapse.

"The reason for drawing the sword?"

Thoughtful, Lei Wujie inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and held the hilt with his right hand, which had grown to the size of an adult's arm, thinking of changing his sister's fate. Pull it out slowly.

then……

"What's the use of this? I don't practice swords."

Lei Wujie was quite disgusted, a Tiangang nuclear explosion fist was enough for him to practice, so why would he have time to focus on practicing swords?