Qin Dynasty Sword Demon

In Ghost Valley more than ten years ago, until now, he has never really understood what the junior brother was thinking. Wei Zhuang is also his senior brother, so he is incompetent.

"Uncle, drink some water." Tianming saw Gai Nie open his eyes from his nap, and handed him a glass of water diligently.

"Yeah." Ge Nie took the water he handed over, raised his head and drank it.

When Ge Nie finished drinking the water, Tianming took the glass and put it away actively.Then he put his head on his hands, and with light in his eyes, he asked Ge Nie: "Uncle, did you sit with your eyes closed just now, were you practicing martial arts? If I want to become as good as Uncle, how long will it take?" time?"

"Time, it's different for everyone. It's hard to say if you want to become like me ----- and most of the martial arts cultivation depends on personal nature. If the timing is not right, I'm afraid you won't have it in a lifetime of cultivation. It's too big of an achievement. If the opportunity comes naturally, and I have a high understanding, it won't take long." Gai Nie looked at Tianming and said with a chuckle.

He was in favor of Tianming's desire to learn martial arts. In troubled times, martial arts is the foundation of one's life.

"It doesn't take long, how long is it?" Tianming asked curiously.

Gai Nie said seriously: "Ten years, ten years of sharpening a sword! If the timing is right and the talent is high, you should be able to achieve something in ten years."

"What?! Ten, ten years! My God, it took so long!" Tianming was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

"That's already a very fast speed." Ge Nie said with a faint smile.

"Uncle, didn't you just say that because you didn't want to teach me?" Tianming lowered his head, very discouraged, and then looked up at Gai Nie, "I heard that Brother Li Jing was very powerful when he was only a few years older than me. He left Ghost Valley in three years, and became the most powerful swordsman in the world at the age of 15."

"Do you think you can compare to someone like your brother Li Jing?"

"I"

"Don't say it's you, even I can't match his terrifying speed of becoming stronger. If I hadn't been frozen for ten years, I would have no face to be his senior brother."

"Okay, okay--" After hearing what Ge Nie said, Tianming rested his chin with his hand, thought for a while and said, "Then I'll practice for a month first, and I guess I'll teach that guy Shaoyu a lesson, because it won't work." That's the problem, let's talk about the others later."

"You, you've been running all the way for the past few days, and you're exhausted, so go to rest early." Genie pulled Tianming over and let him lean against him.

"Yeah, I can finally sleep peacefully." After speaking, Tianming stretched his waist and rubbed comfortably on Ge Nie's body.

"Uncle also rest early."

"Go to sleep."

Under Gai Nie's urging, Tianming closed his eyes and fell into a sleep state.

On the other side, the sledgehammer gripped the bronze sledgehammer behind his back, focusing on guarding the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, a black shadow struck, and in an instant, two Mohist disciples were attacked, leaving several bloodstains on their faces.After the black shadow attacked, it quickly fled.

"If you can't escape, chase after me!" Big Iron Hammer chased after him, followed by several Mohist disciples.

The black shadow quickly walked and jumped through the dense forest, leading a group of people into a deeper part of the dense forest.

Approaching, locking on to the target, the sledgehammer saw the timing, and shouted loudly: "Where are you running?!"

The bronze sledgehammer was thrown out instantly, and the chain was pulled, like wind and thunder breaking through the air.

Hearing a scream from the black shadow, he was knocked down by the bronze sledgehammer, and the bronze sledgehammer returned to the sledgehammer along the chain.

"There's something wrong with this voice." A Mohist disciple walked over and picked up the shot down shadow, and saw that it was a big wild monkey.

They mobilize so many people, but they only deal with a monkey?

Big Hammer's complexion was not good, he turned around to observe the surrounding situation, but said more cautiously: ".v The smell of blood is very strong here, and it came from here. Be careful, it's not easy!"

Hearing the words of the big hammer, several Mohist disciples dispersed to investigate in all directions. Suddenly, a Mohist disciple felt something dripped on the bridge of his nose. He touched it, then smelled it, and it smelled like blood.

He raised his head, and the rest of the people followed suit. He raised his torch and saw that it was a big tree!

The big tree was covered with dead bodies, some were people, some were animals in the forest, all dripping with blood, the picture was creepy.

Huhu~

A gust of wind blew, the torch was blown out, and it was dark, followed by another black shadow, faster, so fast that everyone didn't have much time to react.

"Look! There's movement!"

(Li Lihao)

"Over there, what the hell is that?"

The hermit bat hangs upside down on a big tree, staring at the Mohist disciples headed by the big hammer with blood-red eyes, the red light in the eyes is very fierce, as if all the people present are his prey, waiting to be devoured by him blood.

Then there was a one-sided massacre. Except for the big hammer who suffered some injuries, the rest of the Mohist disciples present were all dead.

At a height several kilometers away, Li Ji suddenly moved, the bronze rectangle made a crackling sound, and a war spear popped out, but this war spear was thinner and shorter than usual.

"Give it to me, shoot!" Li Ji's body turned into a bow, and she sent out her spear, facing the hidden bat and the big hammer.

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Text Chapter 180 VII Pain and Pleasure

The spear Li Ji sent out was lightning, faster than lightning!

As a result, the hidden bat that was hunting didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was nailed to the big tree behind him in the blink of an eye, with a precarious figure, dying, like a dying bat.

At this time, Gao Jianli had already stood beside the big iron hammer, and the Shui Han that had just been pulled out was put back into the scabbard, and he turned his head to look in the direction from which the spear came out.

Not long after, he had guessed who sent the spear.