Chapter 127 The Seven Elders of the Fire Cloud Cult.
After saying that, Jiang Cheng stopped his horse.
Because of the constant influx of memories in his mind, he had to stop.
After practicing the instant kill sword, a memory suddenly flooded into his mind.
In his memory, he was in a barren mountain, facing a wooden stake, constantly swinging his sword, stabbing, picking, chopping, and chopping. He had to practice each simple movement three thousand times.
In the beginning, even if he worked hard all day, he still couldn't complete such an arduous task.
But no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, day after day, year after year, it never stopped. After three years of this, he found that he could complete it three thousand times a day in four hours!
In one second, he can probably swing two swords!
After achieving such results.
Immediately afterwards, there was the memory of his feet stepping on a mysterious footwork.
This kind of pace is very strange. It seems to shorten the walking distance and increase the traveling speed. Within ten meters, you can reach it in an instant.
Just like the technique of swinging a sword, this footwork is also very difficult to practice at the beginning. I often twist my feet or slip to my waist.
Muscle strains and sprained feet are very common.
He practiced this footwork for another three years!
He can now reach within 100 meters in three seconds.
Six years later, he gradually began to combine this footwork with rapid sword swings.
While stepping on the mysterious footwork, he simultaneously swings the sword, chops, and slashes horizontally.
It was also very slow at the beginning, not as fast as he could swing the sword alone or practice footwork alone.
But as he became more and more proficient in these two skills, his sword skills became faster and faster.
Three years later, he was able to perfectly coordinate his sword skills and split a flying wine jar ten meters away in half without breaking any pieces while moving at high speed.
In the last three years, Jiang Cheng had no memory of cultivation in his mind. Instead, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit appeared in the barren mountains.
For the past three years, Jiang Cheng has been looking at this middle-aged man without stopping for even a moment.
At first, Jiang Cheng felt that this memory made him a little confused. He kept staring at a man. What was going on?
It wasn't until the middle-aged man kept making various moves around him that Jiang Cheng realized that he was looking for a flaw!
As the middle-aged man continued to punch, clap his hands, raise his legs, close his fists, and make various movements.
Jiang Cheng was able to find various flaws in him that were difficult to defend against.
But then, the middle-aged man made a random movement and pulled him back.
Three years!
Jiang Cheng watched for three full years. During this period, he never used his sword once!
Until the last memory emerges.
A ray of silver light passed by, and the figure was like lightning, slicing into the middle-aged man's throat, and this memory gradually disappeared.
Jiang Cheng woke up from his memory, stretched out his right hand and looked at it, and found that there were slight calluses on it.
But luckily, they are still much prettier than Qian Xiaonan’s hands.
The muscles in the legs seemed much tighter than before, and the whole body became very light, as if it was about to fly.
No matter what movement he made, there was no hindrance at all. His hands and feet seemed to be faster than his thoughts. Jiang Cheng knew that this might be an illusion.
Thoughts are definitely faster than hands and feet. Unless it is instinctive, hands and feet will never be as fast as thoughts.
But don’t tell me, it’s pretty cool.
At the same time, he found that his eyesight had greatly increased and he could see many problems in a person that others could not.
Jiang Cheng's reaction made the three women a little confused, and they all stared at him curiously.
Only then did Jiang Cheng react, covering his face and saying, "Oh, the pressure to support a family is really great. I am worried that I am too poor. If everyone in the Fire Cloud Sect can be as rich as that elite disciple, then I will
Sent."
Jiang Cheng sat on the horse and said to the three women, "I hope they get out and die."
After saying that, he stared at a patch of grass.
"Are you still poor?" Qian Xiaonan was speechless when he heard what he said.
Who in this world has hundreds of millions of assets at the age of 18?
Goddess Ning finally has such assets through countless efforts. That's not even net worth. Don't you think it's too shameless to say this?
"Haha, the little doll is really interesting. At such a young age, he is already very proficient in his skills."
While the four of them were joking, six middle-aged men in their forties or fifties and a gray-haired old man suddenly appeared in a hidden bush in the wild area.
These seven middle-aged men all wore fiery red clothes and had red flames tattooed on their bodies.
On his forehead, there was also the same fire cloud mark as Yan She had before.
The person who spoke was a gray-haired old man. This man was full of restrained energy. Although he looked very old, apart from his head full of white hair, he had no characteristics that an old man should have.
"The Great Elder of the Fire Cloud Sect!" Ning Wanyue's heart tightened, she jumped off her horse, called out her spiritual pet, and guarded them in front of the three of them.
A total of fourteen spiritual pets were lying in front of a few people. The seven elders of Huoyun Sect were also jumped when they saw this scene.
What kind of monster is he?
They are both fifth-level spirit masters, and they only have eight places, and none of them can get eight. This girl is too scary!
"Tsk, tsk, this little girl like you should be the genius girl Ning Wanyue." The great elder secretly admired, and after speaking, he winked at a few people.
Several people from the Huoyun Sect immediately understood and immediately released their spiritual pets, all of which were C-level flame demon dogs with red flames.
The Great Elder has a hellfire dog with black flames all over his body, which is intimidating.
Forty-two flame demon dogs, led by the hell flame dogs, surrounded several people.
They were somewhat afraid of Ning Wanyue.
As for others, they don't care so much.
But at this moment, another group of eight people came over in a mighty manner.
The leader was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like a successful member of the upper class.
"Ning Wanyue, I am Liu Sha, the deputy general manager of Tiansha Group. Now I want to recycle the spiritual pets in your hands. Please cooperate."
Liu Shar's eyes narrowed, he raised his hand, and apologized to the Huoyun Cult members, "Everyone, I'm just here to retrieve spiritual pets. Don't worry, I won't interfere in your personal grudges."
"Oh? Thank you so much." The third elder of the Fire Cloud Sect looked happy and sneered inwardly as he looked at Jiang Cheng and the others.
They were originally a little wary of Ning Wanyue's spiritual pets. If they fought, they might suffer great losses.
After all, everyone's spiritual pet has spent countless time and effort training to this point. Any damage will greatly reduce their strength.
Therefore, if you can reduce losses by this method, why not?
"Can you..."
"No!" As soon as Ning Wanyue opened her mouth, she was ruthlessly interrupted by Liu Shar.
Of course he knew what Ning Wanyue wanted to say. He just wanted her to finish the battle.
In the past, of course he would have agreed.
But when they arrived, Young Master Liu Yunfei of Tiandu Liu Family had already made special instructions to push Ning Wanyue to a dead end!
So, why should he let Ning Wanyue out of trouble?
"You!" Ning Wanyue didn't expect Liu Sha to be so ruthless. When she worked as an anchor under his banner, Liu Sha took special care of her and treated her like an ancestor.
Unexpectedly, just after she lost power, Liu Shar turned against her.
"Hand it over." Liu Shar completely ignored Ning Wanyue's disappointed look and said directly, "Ning Wanyue, you are no longer that -"
"Peng!" Before Liu Shar could finish his words, he bowed his whole body and flew out like a kite with its string broken.
Then, under everyone's incredulous gaze, Jiang Cheng quickly approached Liu Shar, and while he was flying out, he grabbed his hand, exploded with huge force, pulled him back, and slammed him to the ground! (To be completed.)