Alien Arms Dealer

Xiao Cheng's taciturn master is a master with a sword, and a sword makes him perfect.

But Xiao Cheng couldn't do it. Although he was a quick learner, he was impatient and impatient. He only remembered the moves, and it was difficult for him to display his true power without inner strength.That person once told him that in terms of aptitude alone, he is really not bad. If he is willing to keep his feet on the ground and cultivate for hundreds of years, he will probably be able to cultivate something famous. It is a pity that Xiao Cheng is impatient and eager for success, so he only learns a few things. Easy and fast things, as for the basic skills, he is too lazy to learn slowly, he doesn't want to be like a master, sitting there for more than ten days without even eating!Xiao Cheng thought that he had no predestined relationship with immortality, and he didn't want to cultivate immortality. That person never asked him what he wanted to learn.

The Prison God Art is a set of fierce and domineering swordsmanship, with a total of [-] moves. The moves are full of mystery. At first glance, they seem a bit ordinary, but if you are facing them, it is really difficult to decipher, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, unstoppable.

Xiao Cheng is tall and tall, and his sword dance looks very imposing, but also has a fascinating charm. Mo Ziqing looked at the sword moves and people at the same time, and he didn't forget to use both. .

After the last move, Xiao Cheng put away the lizard and turned into a decorative object. Looking back, he saw that Mo Ziqing's eyes were bright, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time, wishing to pounce on him and eat him.

With such blatant eyes and blatant desires, if Xiao Cheng didn't know what was going on in his mind, his life would be in vain!

When he stepped forward, he slapped Mo Ziqing directly on the ground, "I worked so hard to rehearse for you, but you gave me a distraction! If you want to die, just say it, I don't have to work so hard to help you!"

"No no!" Mo Ziqing got up from the ground, and said awkwardly: "Ah Cheng, your swordsmanship is so good, I was fascinated by watching it for a while, and I never lost my mind!"

"Really? Then you can practice the sword technique for me just now!" Xiao Cheng pointed to the sword in his hand, "Just use the one in your hand

! "

"Use this?" Mo Ziqing lowered his head and glanced at the unsealed long sword in his hand.

"Yes, just use it like that, don't remove the seal on it!"

According to Mo Ziqing, holding the unsealed demon sword, the sword technique that Xiao Cheng demonstrated just now appeared in his mind, he stretched out his hand and shook, the long sword was like a spirit snake, swimming freely, and it actually performed what Xiao Cheng demonstrated just now His swordsmanship was copied one by one.

Xiao Cheng was surprised. It seemed that the outside rumors were indeed true. This Mo Ziqing was indeed capable!

A set of swordsmanship was demonstrated like flowing clouds and flowing water, until the last move, Mo Ziqing let out a long breath, walked up to Xiao Cheng happily, and asked happily: "Ah Cheng, Ah Cheng, how did I practice just now?" ?”

Although I don't want to admit it, this guy is indeed a martial arts prodigy!

"Not bad! If you supplement it with spiritual energy and sword energy, this set of sword techniques will definitely be able to exert its power in your hands!"

Mo Ziqing shook the sword in his hand, and asked, "Ah Cheng, what is this set of swordsmanship called? Did you create it yourself?"

"I don't have such great ability! It was left by my master, it's called Prison God Art!"

"Your master?" Mo Ziqing became curious, "I don't seem to have heard about your master, Ah Cheng, can you tell me about him? I want to meet such a powerful person!"

Xiao Cheng spread his hands, "There is nothing to say. My master doesn't like to talk, so I don't know his details very well. I just think that he should be very powerful. As for how powerful, I don't know, and he He has been missing for ten years, and I don't know where he is now!"

Based on Feihong Pavilion's personal connections, people who couldn't be found either died or disappeared, but Xiao Cheng felt

At the level of his master, there is probably no one in this world who can kill him, and I have been following him for 20 years, the appearance of that man is the same as the first time I saw it, and there is no change, maybe that man has already reached the point where he has become a fairy Bar!

Xiao Cheng used to be an atheist, but since he came here after his death, his previous theory has been broken without accident.Nothing in this world is absolute!

Many people gathered in the Song family's training ground today. The disciples from the inner and outer chambers of the Song family were all gathered around, and stretched their necks to aim at the stage.

They heard that the suzerain of the Mo family and the second son of the Lei family were going to compete in martial arts here today, so they all came here to wait and see. After all, Mo Ziqing and Lei Mingya are rare young talents in this world. I just don't know who is stronger. This is not only a contest between two people, but also a contest between two families. Which one is better between the Mo family and the Lei family.

Lei Mingya stood with his hands behind his back, at one end of the martial arts field, looked at Mo Ziqing who had come late, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I thought Sect Master Mo would not come!"

Holding the sealed demon sword in one hand, Mo Ziqing jumped up onto the high platform of the training ground, and stood opposite Lei Mingya.

"Keep Mr. Lei waiting for a long time!"

"I will not show mercy, Sect Master Mo must be careful!"

"Wait a minute!" Mo Ziqing yelled suddenly, "It would be too boring if there is no lottery in the competition. Why don't we make a rule first, the loser must promise the winner a condition, how about it?"

Lei Mingya was taken aback for a moment, seeming to hesitate.

Mo Ziqing chuckled, "Could it be that Second Young Master Lei dare not agree?"

"Why dare you do this? Sect Master Mo seems to be very confident in himself?"

"That's not true. Since it's a comparison, why don't you show some sincerity?"

"Okay, I agree! I don't know what is the condition you proposed, Mo Zongzhu?"

"It's very simple, if I win..." Mo Ziqing's face turned cold, "Mr. Lei, please cancel the engagement, and don't pester Ah Cheng any more!"

Lei Mingya sneered, "It seems that Mo Zongzhu believes that he will lose?"

"For Ah Cheng, I must win!"

"Okay! If I'm naked, Mo Zongzhu, you are not allowed to approach Xiao Cheng in the future!"

"A word is settled!"

Xiao Cheng taught Mo Ziqing a set of sword skills, and he was sweating a little. He ran to the house and changed his clothes, but when he looked up, he saw a head standing upside down on the window, and he was so shocked that he almost poked him with Liu Cang. Make a hole!

Seeing the appearance of that head clearly, Xiao Cheng withdrew his hand on Liu Cang, and said helplessly, "Second Young Master Song, why did you come here?"

Song Qiheng blinked at him, turned over and jumped off the top, shouting, "Sister-in-law!"

"What did you call me?!"

Seeing Xiao Cheng's vicious look, Song Qiheng shrank his neck, "Xiao... Pavilion Master Xiao!"

Xiao Cheng snorted coldly and asked, "Why did the second son of Song come to my place today? Didn't Song Zongzhu tell you that I can't have contact with anyone now!"

"Oh, my elder brother said those words to outsiders. I don't know yet. My cousin comes here almost every day. Why?

Seeing that I'm so rusty! "

Xiao Cheng coughed lightly, "Second Young Master Song, what are you doing here today..."

"What is the second son of the Song Dynasty, just call me Qiheng! Anyway, we will be a family in the future!"

Who is with your family!

"Second Young Master Song, if you're okay, you should leave first! It's always bad to be seen!"

"Oh, why are you worried, this is my home, what else can they do to me?" Song Qiheng stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Cheng's arm, and whispered, "Big...uh, brother Xiao, do you want to see my cousin?" A competition with Lei Mingya?" Xiao Cheng asked doubtfully, "What do you think?"

"I'll sneak you out!"

"...Aren't you afraid that your elder brother will blame you?"

"It's okay, just for a while, I'll just bring you back later!"

Xiao Cheng really wanted to see the competition between Mo Ziqing and Lei Mingya. After all, both of them are rare masters in the world. By the way, let's study their real cultivation.

"But... how do we hide it from the guards?" Could it be that Song Qiheng planned to use his identity as the second son of the Song family to take him out directly?

"Hey hey, I have my own way!"

Xiao Cheng stood in front of a dog hole behind the house, froze.

"Second Young Master, your so-called... method is to get through this hole?"

"Oh, the three of us discovered this when we were young. It is connected to the ancestral hall in front of us. Back then, we were playful and were always punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. Then we dug a passage to go directly to my uncle! My uncle is very gentle. , every time we kneel until midnight, we will secretly come here, and my uncle will cook for us and cook delicious food for us. After eating, we will continue to go back to kneel for punishment, without anyone noticing, hahaha..."

The corners of Xiao Cheng's mouth kept twitching, what a bunch of brats!

What Song Qiheng said is true. After going through this dog hole, there is indeed a passage behind, which leads directly to the Song family's ancestral hall. After passing the ancestral hall and walking 300 meters forward, it is the Song family's martial arts training ground. The two sneaked up Arriving at an attic, from here, you can clearly see the figures of the two people on the training ground.

"it is good!"

From time to time, bursts of applause came from the training ground, and the figures of the two people on the stage intertwined, and those with low cultivation bases could not see their movements at all.

Song Qiheng stood on the observation deck in the attic, stretched his head to look towards the martial arts field, and sighed: "Wow, I can't tell that Lei Mingya has good abilities besides picking up girls! From this point of view, he is not inferior to my cousin! "

Xiao Cheng followed his line of sight and squinted his eyes. The two were comparing strength. Lei Mingya's weapon was a scimitar, and his strange sword skills were erratic, while Mo Ziqing's sword skills were rigid and disciplined. It was a bit difficult to deal with Lei Mingya's weird swordsmanship.

"Brother Xiao, who do you think will be naked?"

Xiao Cheng, who was named, was taken aback, and asked, "Are you asking me?"

Song Qiheng scratched his head, "Ah, sorry, I forgot that Brother Xiao, you are an ordinary person, and you can't see their movements clearly..."

Nima!This is Chiguoguo's discrimination! !