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Chapter 112: Five-stage Sword Drawing Technique

"The house in Nuwa Holy Land is only temporary. I know that my interests are rather strange and I don't expect others to accept them." Long Jian added with a smile.

"No wonder, I misunderstood." Xuefei suddenly realized, and asked casually and curiously, "Are there other houses like Nuwa Holy Land elsewhere?"

"Most of the animals in the Nuwa Holy Land are temporarily domesticated. I bought a few islands on the sea and sent all the domesticated animals to the islands. I invited some NPCs to be responsible for feeding them. I will go back and take a look when I have time."

"How many islands do they own? No wonder people say you don't whore or gamble and don't like to buy luxury and useless things. Many people also say why do you save so much money? You spent it on this? What kind of treasures are there?

Alien beast?" Xue Fei suddenly became interested.

"Basically, they are those recorded in Jianghu that are on the verge of extinction and are facing survival crises due to changes in the environment where they live. There are also mutated rare beasts, Tianyun, Nanmengze, Dongwanglin, Ximeidi..."

"Do you have a chance to go and take a look?" Xue Fei was full of expectations. She never thought that someone in the world could keep so many rare and exotic animals in captivity. Xuefei already had some idea of ​​those rare and exotic animals just by hearing the place names mentioned by Long Jian casually.

The variety of rare and exotic animals is unbelievable. Those rare and exotic animals originally lived in many different environments and had different climates. It’s no wonder that Dragon Sword had to buy several islands to place them. If it hadn’t been carefully tamed and then sent there

, there will inevitably be fights and fights between many rare and exotic beasts. Xuefei really didn’t expect that Long Jian, one of the Four Sword Gods in the Jianghu, would love beasts to this extent...

The two people were riding on the horse and talking enthusiastically about rare and exotic beasts. The Shadow of Hell had already reached the city gate and stood silently, waiting for the next instruction from the master on his back, but

, he waited for a long, long time... The two people on the horse were still talking non-stop, completely forgetting it, or forgetting the itinerary.

Chi Feng Ma has been on the road for a long time and did not take a good rest when in Tianji Mountain. On the way, Yiyun saw a fertile water grassland in front of her, so she stopped and patted the horse's head. "Eat and drink enough, rest for two days."

hour."

The red wind horse neighed happily and ran to the river to take a gulp of water.

Yiyun stood quietly on the side of the road, closing her eyes and resting, recovering and consuming a lot of energy and internal strength. The frequent and continuous casting of Evil Buddha's Furious Dance caused a high consumption. If it weren't for the special situation at that time, Yiyun would not have used this.

Fighting in various ways. If those elders and masters of the Tianji Sect were given the opportunity to disperse in a hurry, there is no doubt that it would take more than ten times and a hundred times to chase and kill them one by one? There are so many NPCs of Xitian Bliss Buddhism.

It is okay to say that there is no danger when chasing, but of course it is impossible to say that there is no pressure. With the high-level skills of those Xitian Bliss Buddhism NPCs, few people in the world can bear it if they are hit by a move, and Yiyun is not strong enough.

One of those who can survive a single blow.

On the official road, a figure was walking on foot in the distance. The wind blew the black robe of the figure in the distance...

When I walked closer, I saw the man's dusty appearance. The robe was of ordinary texture. It blocked the sun and the wind and cold in the area. Its resistance to dirt and sturdiness were all average, and it almost didn't have the ability to hide the aura.

Function. A pair of boots is cheap and has long been eliminated in the world. Novices will replace them as soon as they have money after wearing them for a short time. Obviously, this is not a rich man in the world, but he is a master -

-Yi Yun didn't need to look back to recognize this soul wave. Over the years, she was called by people in the world as another hero who was pursuing the bloodless legend, Silence.

Many years ago, Jian Da, Shen Mo, Zhou Zhirou, Xia Hongyu, Yan Nanfei and others became famous in the Heavenly Court Martial Arts Tournament, and then they all pursued Yi Yun to compete for the Tiansha relic. Now Yan Nanfei can no longer fly and has become

The shadow of Xiao Jian; Jian Da went to the Wudang Sect after his rebirth. Although he was still famous, he was far less admired and expected by people in the world than before; Xia Hongyu is now a master of the Justice League and was defeated by Yuan Chaonian.

;Rou Zhirou has never been defeated, but is already well known in the world, the lover of one of the four sword gods of the Justice League, the God of Destruction; only silent, has never chosen to join any force, and has been walking alone in the world

, have been doing things to help others when encountering injustice.

Over the years, Silence has never been forgotten by people in the world. Many people believe that the bloodless legend is lofty and too illusory. On the contrary, Silence's chivalrous way is closer to the dreams that almost everyone in the world has had.

The wind blew up the black robe.

The wind brings the chaotic sound of galloping horses' hooves.

After a moment, a large group of over a hundred people from the Tantric Buddhist sect rushed towards the official road behind the silence.

This group of people reined in their horses menacingly, surrounding silence in the center. A group of people jumped off their horses, most of them holding hammers or thick sticks as weapons, and a few used flywheels. Among the disciples of the Tantric Hammer King,

Most of them use hammers, sticks, and palms, and can learn the flywheel. They are all close disciples of King Hammer, and their martial arts skills are naturally well-known in the tantric sect.

"Are you just silent?" Just like Hammer King Dai, many Tantric disciples are tall and strong. The sect that focuses on cultivating strength may not necessarily have a particularly strong body originally, but Hammer King Dai is this kind of person.

Therefore, many people with this kind of body shape like to join Tantric Buddhism, which has long been a rare sight in Tantric Buddhism. Everyone in the world knows that the average height of the sect is definitely the highest among Tantric Buddhism, and they are all burly and majestic men. Therefore,

Many unscrupulous women in the world joke that female Tantric disciples are sexually blessed.

Silence was surrounded in the center, and even the hair could not be seen, like a group of savages surrounding a weak scholar.

Silence nodded slowly without making a sound.

The leader of the Tantric sect swung his giant hammer and asked sternly, "Did you kill forty disciples of our sect?"

Silence still nodded slowly, but still did not speak.

"What a arrogant bullshit hero! Our Tantric Sect is Jianghu Justice, the representative sect of Buddha the Great Sun Tathagata, and our leader, King Chui, is the Buddha in charge of punishment. When will it be your turn to take care of Tantric affairs, a piece of shit like you!"

"Beasts, deserve to die." Silent's tone was calm, but the words he used were extremely simple and unpleasant.

"Beast? Fart!" The man who took the lead in the tantric sect was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he glared viciously at Silence, who was a head shorter than him. "Our group of fellow apprentices are just following a little boy from Lingjiu Palace.

The *wife took turns having sex with him, what a beast you are! Go ahead, take him back to me, and let our group of juniors also take turns having sex with him, and make him regret why he has a mouth and a butt!" "Then!

The man waved his hand, and a group of silent people immediately swarmed forward. As the man waved his left hand, the giant hammer on his shoulder held in his right hand whizzed and roared!

In an instant, the robe was flying, and Silent's worthless long sword under the black robe was suddenly unsheathed!

At the same time as the sword is being unsheathed, the scabbard held by Shen Silence forms an explosive force, doubling the speed of the long sword being unsheathed!

The cold light flashed, and the long sword flashed, piercing the mouth of the leading tantric man and popping out from the back of his head. The giant hammer in the man's hand immediately lost its power and fell to the side. The frightened man who was about to rush towards

The tantric disciple in front of Silence retreated in shock, with the back of his head resting on the nose of the fellow disciple who came forward behind him.

The sword went in, the sword came out, flying around Silence's body like a whirlwind. The power of this sword was wide open and closed, but the effect was astonishing!

The tantric disciples who surrounded Shen Mo had most of their heads chopped off from their mouths, and not one of them even had time to hit Shen Mo.

The long sword, flickering in the cold light, lay quietly beside Shen Mo.

The wind blew the smell of blood.

A circle of Tantric disciples who had lost most of their heads fell to the ground together.

The one who is closest to Silence is originally the one with the highest reach among the group, especially the one who takes the lead in giving orders is a famous master in Tantric Buddhism. Because of this, these people dare to follow that person to seek revenge. They do not believe in the martial arts of the hero Silence.

, because many people would not believe what they had not seen with their own eyes in the past. But at this moment, they witnessed the horrific fact that the seven strongest people were killed in silence in an instant...

The group of Tantric disciples who surrounded Shen Mo were covered in cold sweat. They didn't know who they were, so they retreated first. Then, all the people retreated, then turned around, quickly jumped on their horses, and galloped away...

"Don't be so proud, you brat! If you offend Buddhist Tantra, sooner or later you will know how powerful you are!"

The silent long sword was suddenly sheathed, and he stood with no intention of leaving.

Obviously, he had no intention of letting go of the weapons and equipment on the corpses of the few tantric disciples left behind. The corpses that he had killed with his own hands did not need to wait too long. In this case, he left the property in front of him without taking it.

Either the rich are crazy, or they are too arrogant.

Five stages of explosive sword-drawing skills...

Yiyun slowly turned around and looked at the figure waiting for the corpse on the official road from a distance.

Novices in the arena use the strength of their arms, waist strength, and leg strength to wield the sword, and some know the advantages of the environment. Therefore, sword-drawing has always been a special skill. It was not a special martial art originally, but

Because there is a long span from beginner to advanced, there have always been groups in the history of martial arts that use sword drawing as a special kind of martial arts practice. But for such people, for masters like Yiyun, they are simply putting the cart before the horse, and sword drawing is just a kind of martial arts practice.

Techniques, which can be mastered through sheer force, are by no means a special martial art that should be practiced with concentration and concentration, nor are they enshrined on the altar and regarded as a supreme stunt.

But there are too many people in the world doing this. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)


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