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Chapter 63 Swordsmen's swords are not so fancy

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The gray fog gradually dispersed, and many figures fell down in a pool of blood, with blood gushing out from their bodies.

Lin Xiao stepped on the ground, soundlessly as if he were stepping on the water. The ripples spread out heavily, avoiding the spears coming from the sky. He suppressed the shock in his heart, and slashed horizontally with his sword, like thunder splitting the sky, directly slashing

Hit the opponent on the neck.

The feeling of difficulties and obstacles turned into a strong resistance, trying desperately to block the White Bird sword, as if countless small hands were trying to block the sword, but the power of this one was extremely powerful, and the swordsmanship of Yuhua Benlei was extraordinary, and it was as powerful as breaking bamboo.

Like defeating many obstacles, cutting them off with a single sword.

"I don't believe it, you can't die even if you cut off your head." Lin Xiao's eyes were sharp and cold.

If a sword pierces the neck, everyone will die, but the other person seems to have no impact at all. He is shocked, but Lin Xiao is not frightened. Instead, he arouses ferocity. If piercing the neck doesn't work, then cut it off.

, cut off your dog's head and see how you still move.

"Kill the enemy, and your score will be increased by ten." A stiff prompt sounded, and the corners of Lin Xiao's mouth turned up slightly. This guy turned out to be an entry-level martial arts practitioner.

Cutting off a dog's head can indeed kill it, otherwise it would still be a human being.

The gray fog continued to dissipate, and under the night, Lin Xiao could vaguely see the heads rolling on the ground with the help of some torches, and his expression changed greatly.

It was a withered human head, a hideous zombie-like head that seemed to have been dead for a long time, like a ghost.

"Inhuman..." Lin Xiao's heart trembled involuntarily.

How could such a thing exist?

His eyes swept across quickly, and Lin Xiao's eyes flickered through the night, falling on figures one after another. There was a thin layer of gray mist spreading around those figures, and the aura they exuded was cold and rotten. His body movements seemed a bit stiff, but his moves were

Very fierce and decisive, every blow seems to be a sure kill with all your strength.

"A group of zombies?" Lin Xiao had a sudden thought and suddenly felt very strange. He always felt that the style of painting was suddenly distorted.

Isn’t it a world of martial arts training?

A group of zombie-like things suddenly appeared. They turned into supernatural beings, right?

While secretly complaining, Lin Xiao kept walking, making heavy ripples with each step, and the White Bird Sword brought a dull thunder sound and slashed towards the neck of the second zombie.

In small-scale battles, Feihe's walking on water is more flexible than Tianhe's wind-riding technique.

"If you kill the enemy, your score will be increased by ten. If you kill with one sword, your score will be added by twenty."

"Everyone, please pay attention, these things will die only if their heads are decapitated." After further verification, Lin Xiao immediately shouted, and the sound spread in all directions.

"What the hell is this?" The bull boss roared angrily, punching out continuously, fighting endlessly with a zombie, and punching the zombie as fiercely as a mad bull, making a muffled sound, and immediately killed it

He was pushed back a few meters, but the zombie immediately picked up the spear and stabbed it out with great ferocity.

The big boss of the spirit loach is extremely flexible, like a greased loach, constantly avoiding the spears of zombies, surrounding him, grabbing out with his iron claws one after another, one claw in the east and one claw in the west, each claw falling on

On the zombie, he could only scratch it open, leaving claw marks, but no blood flowed out, and the zombie was not affected at all.

The cold-blade boss held a sharp sword, and the cold light flashed in the night. The sword light shot out in succession, displaying a third-rate swordsmanship to the extreme. The sword light was cold and sharp, as if it could cut off everything, but when it struck the zombies, it failed.

It can only make a series of sword marks that are not deep, making it difficult to kill it.

The scorpion lady boss holds sharp blades like scorpion tail barbs in each hand. Her steps are not as slippery as the loach boss, but she is very agile and fast. She can avoid the zombies' spear attacks and counterattack with the sharp blades.

The leader of the hall, Kong Shan, is a master of martial arts with a small amount of internal training. His boxing skills are superb and violent. He can block the most powerful zombies and fight endlessly, making it difficult to tell the difference.

The zombie's movements seemed a bit stiff. He was fearless in attacking and killing. He went straight forward and kept thrusting out his spear. He was not good at martial arts. He played like a reckless man. Even so, everyone just wanted to do it.

It was able to constantly deal with it and was difficult to kill. However, the externally forged Feiyun Guards were no match for it. They were killed one after another, and their bodies were pierced with spears. Their blood spurted out as if it was free, and fell to the ground without even seeping into it.

Instead, the ground became more viscous and aggregated into lumps.

Lin Xiao's voice sounded, and Hall Master Kong Shan, the four big bosses, and several small bosses who had been trained in the inner circle just woke up and immediately changed their fighting methods, attacking the zombie's neck with all their moves.

Lin Xiao's figure was swept by the wind, and his sword seemed to merge into the night like a wisp of night wind, passing over the zombie's neck.

Killing zombies directly and saving people indirectly. The people saved by Lin Xiao looked pale and frightened, but also very grateful.

The sound of winning a victory sounded in his mind from time to time. Lin Xiao made a note of it, and his main focus was still on killing enemies in battle.

Feiyuntang's martial arts arena was very wide, and dozens of zombies poured in, chasing them in all directions.

"Ten consecutive kills, the score will be increased by 100."

"It's all internal training!" Lin Xiao cut off the head of the tenth zombie. When he heard the prompt, he couldn't be happy. He gasped and wondered: "What on earth is going on?"

Is it because my understanding of this world is too shallow?

At first, I thought it was a world similar to the ancient past, but later I realized that it was a world with martial arts inheritance. Now there are zombie-like things that are difficult to kill, like humans and ghosts. What happened?

Why did such a change suddenly occur?

Holding deep doubts, Lin Xiao's sword was not sloppy, but was extremely clean and sharp, killing with a sword. The doubts rising in his heart gradually dissipated as he swung the sword, or in other words, he was gradually temporarily abandoned by Lin Xiao.

.

Swing the sword just swing the sword, fight just fight, whatever you want to do.

If the sky falls, naturally tall people will hold it up first. If they can't hold it anymore, they will all die together. One more person is not more, and one less person is not less. Thinking so much will only increase the pressure on one's mind.

What exactly is going on?

It's not something that can be pursued now. Survive first, kill the enemy first, and then think about it. Besides, even if you rack your brains to think about it, it is probably difficult to figure out. What level you are at, there are limits to what you can see. Frog waits.

At the bottom of the well, one thinks that the sky is like the mouth of the well. Lin Xiao has already understood this truth.

Perhaps only a big guy like Brother Ax knows more.

People who practice swordsmanship don’t have so many fancy things. What is important is to dance beautifully and gorgeously. That is sword dance, not swordsmanship. Sword dance is for people to appreciate, just like dancing. Swordsmanship is for fighting and killing.

The enemy's art.

Unknowingly, a vague understanding arose in Lin Xiao's heart, and his extremely solid swordsmanship foundation seemed to come alive, turning into wisps of spiritual light surrounding his heart.

When the sword was swung out, there was a strange feeling that made Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel relaxed. There seemed to be a vague resonance. The swordsmanship became more and more streamlined, and all unnecessary subtle movements were eliminated, as if

The sword embryo is calcined in an oven until it is red, then placed on an anvil and beaten with a hammer thousands of times to remove impurities and retain the essence.

quick!

quick!

quick!

Lin Xiao's body is fast, and his sword is also fast, blowing like the wind and rushing like thunder.

This is a happy boy.

The body and the sword seemed to merge into one. The long sword rushed forward and slashed through the zombie's neck. The original feeling of obscure and heavy resistance as if it was being killed on an iron stake wrapped in old cowhide suddenly became more than doubled.

"Twenty consecutive kills, the score will be increased by 200."

When the Cold Blade boss cut off a zombie's neck with his sword, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Xiao's sword and was horrified.

After a zombie's spear pierced a Feiyun Guard fiercely, his gray-white eyes turned and immediately locked onto the cold blade leader. His slightly stiff body suddenly rushed forward, the spear tore through the night, and his energy was as strong as the roar of the wind.

The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded, and the expression of the big boss Cold Blade couldn't help but change drastically. He retreated continuously, and the sword trembled. The zombie's body paused slightly, and then charged forward again. The extremely tyrannical power once suppressed the big boss Cold Blade, but

The zombies' fighting skills are direct and rough, while the cold-blade boss relies on his superb swordsmanship to deal with the enemy.

Scorpion Lady's short blade cut hard, cutting off half of the zombie's neck but it got stuck. The zombie let go of its spear and claws and clawed hard at Scorpion Lady's heart. Scorpion Lady was shocked, but it was too late to avoid it.

The sword light suddenly flashed, and accompanied by a gust of breeze, the zombie's neck was cut off directly, and the claws grabbing at the scorpion lady's heart stopped, only one point away from touching it.

"Thank you, Brother Wu Ming." Lady Scorpion [Biquge www.sbiquge.me] was in shock, and she was not in the mood to tease Lin Xiao at this moment.

Lin Xiao didn't respond, completely immersed in this wonderful state, which seemed to be a kind of sublimation.

Using battle records to improve your swordsmanship is very fast, very convenient, and does not involve any disadvantages. It is as if you have practiced it over and over again. All the secrets of understanding are stored in one mind. To put it simply, improving your battle record is actually at the expense of consuming your battle record.

, compressing the practice of martial arts from days, months, years or even decades of diligent practice into a short period of time, and then mastering it.

That is your own.

There is nothing better than this if you accumulate a lot but make little progress.

"How come he is so strong?" The boss of the Spirit Loach is the slipperiest, the most agile in dodging zombie attacks, and can also be distracted and pay attention to his surroundings.

One by one, the Outer Forged Feiyun Guards were being killed one after another, and some ran away in fear. Faced with the inhuman existence that they could not resist, not everyone could fight after all.

"Death for me." Hall Master Kong Shan suddenly grabbed the zombie's head with both hands. The muscles in his arms bulged, and the tendons were as tight as snakes.

He turned his head 180 degrees, then grabbed it hard and smashed it against the ground, breaking the hard ground like a tyrannosaurus.

"Thirty consecutive kills, the score will be increased by 300."

When Lin Xiao's body was slashing like wind and sword like thunder, the sound in his mind sounded again. Lin Xiao couldn't help but paused. He looked around and found that there were very few people standing, many people lying down, and no more enemies.

The sudden enlightenment about the sword in his mind slowly dissipated as all the enemies died. Like a mirror in a mirror, an indescribable feeling of loss could not help but arise from his heart.


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