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Chapter 65 The True Meaning of the Sword

In the dark night, streams of blood snaked away like snakes, spreading out from the Baiyun Gang. They were so dense that if anyone saw them, their scalp would be numb and their whole body would be terrified.

Outside the Baiyun Gang, a skinny figure in torn robes filled the air with an endless aura of decay. Waves of coldness turned into wisps of gray mist surrounding him, like clouds and mist in the mountains. When poisonous snake-like blood spread from both sides,

They rushed into the gray mist one after another, and then rushed into his skinny body, and the sounds of chi chi sounded continuously.

The more the blood rushed into the gray mist and into that thin body, the more intense the fluctuating gray mist became, as if adding fuel to the fire.

In the distance, several masked men in black lurked on the roof, staring at the fluctuating gray mist, trying to contain their auras.

"First attack the Baiyun Gang, and then attack the Black Earth Gang. I believe that after tonight, the master's strength will be restored to its heyday." The burly masked man said in a low voice, his eyes flashing.

, containing wonder, admiration and deep envy: "The dogs in the Zhenwu Division would never have thought that we would act like this. They probably thought it was just a war between gangs."

In gang wars, as long as innocent people are not affected on a large scale, the Zhenwu Division will basically ignore it. This rule has been exploited by them.

"Master Captain, how strong was that gentleman in his heyday?" Another masked man in black asked in a low voice.

"That gentleman was suppressed by the strong men of the Zhenwu Division hundreds of years ago. The time is too far apart, so I don't know much about it." The burly man shook his head and said, "But I can definitely be a martial arts master, but he is more powerful than ordinary martial arts masters.

Difficult to deal with, because he practices the way of corpse ghosts. Not only is it difficult to kill him completely, but he can also refine corpse guards to form an army. He is not afraid of death. By then, he will be able to sweep across Dayun's army, overthrow Dayun's rule, and recover.

We are in great danger."

The eyes of several masked men in black blazed with intense light, a light full of desire.

Overthrow Dayun and restore Dayan!

This is their effort that has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years.



The huge martial arts arena of the Baiyun Gang Headquarters was filled with gray fog, shadows of people, and cold light intertwined. The evil energy was billowing like a frenzy and murderous intent was as dense as hell.

Wisps of blood condensed on the ground, meandering, and headed outside.

When a line of blood snaked through Lin Xiao's feet like a snake, Lin Xiao slashed out with his sword and immediately chopped the line of blood into pieces. However, the broken blood reunited and continued to meander outside without any traces.

affected.

This kind of blood always gave Lin Xiao a very strange feeling.

Ghosts like zombies, blood like snakes...

The uneasiness in Lin Xiao's heart became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but hold the sword in his hand tighter. It seemed that at this time, the only thing he could rely on was the sharp sword in his hand, and his superb swordsmanship.

He grabbed the torch with his left hand and swept it towards the winding blood. A sizzling sound suddenly sounded. The blood was boiling and boiling by the flames, as if it was making a shrill howl. Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, but the torch did not move.

Turn it on and continue grilling.

The blood seemed to be a real snake struggling and resisting under the scorching fire. An unexplained chill came over him, with a ferocity that made Lin Xiao tremble uncontrollably, feeling as if he was being targeted by something terrible.

At the same time, strong winds roared, and heavy winds came across the sky to kill him. Lin Xiao quickly let go of the torch, dodged, turned around, and slashed with his sword. The sword light flashed across the night like a bolt of thunder, and he stabbed him in the sky.

The incoming spears collided, gold and iron clashed, the sound was surging, and a huge pressure came and impacted, making the White Bird Sword tremble.

Lin Xiao's mouth was numb, and he quickly took a few steps back to relieve his pressure. He stared at it carefully, and the attacker was another zombie. This zombie's eyes were gray and white, as if he was rolling his eyes at Lin Xiao, and he was skinny.

The decayed face was lifeless, the spear struck across the sky again, and the cold breath swept through him.

Lin Xiao's steps were nimble and quick, avoiding the direct thrust of the spear. His sword was like thunder, slashing across the zombie's neck. He immediately felt heavy resistance, stronger resistance than before, desperately trying to block the sword of the White Bird Sword.

Front.

This sword failed to work, it only cut off half of the neck, but could not completely cut it off. The zombie's arm grabbed Lin Xiao's face fiercely, as if to scratch him to death. Lin Xiao was horrified, recalling Liu Quan

, he was only injured by the zombies, and the corpse poison entered his body and finally hit his heart and died. He immediately flew back. The moment he flew back, the zombie spear stabbed him away.

Dodge, slash, and this sword finally cut off half of the zombie's neck. The ugly and ferocious head rolled down and made a dull sound when it hit the ground.

"Kill the enemy by leapfrogging, and the score will be increased by forty." The prompt sound in his mind made Lin Xiao understand that this was a zombie with a master level of internal training.

Looking around, Lin Xiao saw the gang leader Ma Guangyuan fighting a zombie.

The zombie was different from the other zombies. He was wearing some broken armor, and his movements were not so stiff. He seemed to have mastered martial arts. A war spear was tumbling like a dragon, and he was killing Ma Guangyuan one after another.

Ma Guangyuan held a sword in each hand. With his flexible hands, he rolled up a thousand swords, filled with energy, and slashed out continuously.

The zombie wearing the broken armor was not afraid of death, and was completely concerned about Ma Guangyuan's double-knife slashing. It was a strategy of exchanging life for life and perishing together. Ma Guangyuan was very frustrated and could only keep wandering away.

On the other side, three true warrior-level elders teamed up to besiege another zombie who was also wearing broken armor. That zombie was also a true warrior-level.

"All the top masters in the gang have been held back." Lin Xiao said secretly, his eyes flashing across the night like cold lightning, and he saw a group of people in white costumes, all of whom were masters of internal training, with powerful and cold auras, forming a formation.

Fight zombies.

"A master of the Tianyun group in the main hall."

The Tianyun Group is from the main hall of the Baiyun Gang. There are not many people, less than twenty, but they are all masters of internal training. They directly take orders from the gang leader. They are a very powerful team under the gang leader, and they usually don't know how to do it.

You can go out easily and don't have to pay attention to the trivial matters of the gang. You just need to practice hard and work hard to improve your cultivation strength.

Once any war breaks out, the Tianyun Group will be of great use.

There are nine guardians in the Baiyun Gang. Each guardian has at least a master's degree in internal training, and some have perfect internal training. For example, Yingdao Feng Mingde, who was seen in the Qingtong Township branch before, is now a martial arts master with perfect internal training.

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Wherever Lin Xiao looked, there was fighting everywhere.

The main hall has fewer gang members than other halls, but all of them are very strong. All of them are internally trained. Only internally trained people have the ability to fight against these zombies.

Holding the sharp sword tightly in his hand, Lin Xiao's body flew past like riding on the wind, his body and sword merged into one, the light of the sword shattered the night like thunder, and went straight for the dog's head on the zombie's neck.

"If you kill an enemy beyond the level, your score will be increased by twenty. If you kill the enemy with one sword, your score will be added by forty."

Even with a small amount of internal training, he couldn't stop Lin Xiao's sword.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Lin Xiao's mouth. At this time, isn't it the time to brush up on the record? As long as the opponent is not paying attention, as long as you are fast enough and your sword is sharp enough, you can kill him and get an extra kill.

Achievements rewards.

No one would be angry because Lin Xiao tried to snatch the dog's head. In a fierce life-and-death battle, except for a very few people with weird personalities, everyone would be happy to have someone help kill the enemy and relieve their own pressure.

"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."

Lin Xiao flew past the Scorpion Lady like the wind and cut off her opponent with one sword.

The scorpion lady looked at Lin Xiao's wind-like figure, the thunderous sword light, and the fluctuations in his eyes like spring water. He was really an amazing young man, so surprising, and so eye-catching.

Even in the Xue family, it is rare to see such a young man. When I felt relieved, I subconsciously touched the left side of my face that seemed to be wearing a black and blue mask, and I couldn't help but feel a bit of bitterness in my eyes.

With his body like the wind and his sword like thunder, Lin Xiao seemed to be galloping on the battlefield with a stern look. All the uneasiness in his heart that had been caused by what he saw that overturned his concepts for more than ten years gradually dissipated with each swing of the sword.

The yarn under the sword was chopped into pieces like paper, chopped into powder, and then swept by the sword wind, flying in all directions, dissipated between heaven and earth, and no longer existed.

Panic, fear, awe, uneasiness, all are negative emotions that people have. Some people will gradually fall into despair, sinking, and annihilation under such negative emotions. Some people will not know whether they are under such negative emotions.

Unconsciously, they are inspired to fight, become high-spirited, crush everything, and advance triumphantly. There are also people who can face it calmly, without despair or explosion, and maintain a normal heart.

Pressure will turn into motivation.

Despair will also turn into hope.

Lin Xiao only felt that with every sword swing and every kill, his mind became clearer, his soul became clearer, and his five senses became sharper. The scene just now in the Feiyuntang martial arts field

A mysterious and mysterious feeling arises again, flowing through my heart.

It is a kind of perception, a kind of thinking and perception about swordsmanship and swords.

Entering the basic swordsmanship, entering the gale swordsmanship, entering the thunder swordsmanship, entry-level first-class swordsmanship, unknowingly, the swordsmanship mastered by Lin Xiao has already surpassed many of his peers and even elders, not in terms of quantity of swordsmanship, but in the realm of swordsmanship.

transcend.

Perfection and perfection are not so easy to achieve. Most warriors have no hope of reaching it in their lifetime. Strictly speaking, without the improvement of achievement points, Lin Xiao would still be hanging around as a low-level member of a gang in Qingtong Township.

I don’t know when I will be able to collect enough money to send Zhou Zheng to a better school or even an academy.

The accumulation of the three superb swordsmanship is powerful. The foundation of swordsmanship is extremely solid and surprisingly solid. It turns into instinct, as if it has been practiced in the bones. Every time the sword is swung, it will condense a body of strength, and the body and the sword will become one and explode.

Developing more tyrannical power, this is Lin Xiao's capital that can defeat the strong with the weak, and even kill the enemy by leapfrogging.

The war spear pierced the night, bringing with it a sharp and extremely ear-piercing whistling sound across the sky. It was extremely fast, ferocious, and shockingly powerful.

Lin Xiao moved quickly to avoid it, and struck with a sword. This sword became more and more refined, extremely precise, fierce and fast like thunder. It struck directly on the neck of the zombie. The moment the sword edge came into contact with its neck, it felt like that.

It was transmitted directly to Lin Xiao's palm through the long sword, and Lin Xiao could clearly feel it.

hard!

Strong!

It was much tougher than the internally trained zombie that I just killed. The blade of the White Bird Sword only cut into it by an inch.

"Is the inner training perfect?" Lin Xiao was horrified. The war spear brought up a violent wind, wrapped in a layer of gray mist and swept across like a python.

Dodge and strike horizontally with your sword.

Lin Xiao did not draw the sword randomly, it was unnecessary and would only be a waste of power.

The zombies with perfect internal training have stronger bodies and are more difficult to break. Their limbs are also a bit more flexible than those of the previous zombies. When waving the war spear, it feels like charging into battle on the battlefield. The momentum is amazing. For a while, Lin Xiao is not only helpless.

The opponent, on the other hand, was retreating steadily. He could only avoid dodges and wait for the opportunity to move. When he found the opportunity, he immediately swung his sword, decisively and swiftly.

The more this happened, the more calm and calm Lin Xiao became, with countless understandings of swordsmanship gurgling in his heart.

"My master once said when he taught me about swordsmanship, there are thousands of swordsmanships in the world. Throughout the ages, swordsmen who practice swordsmanship are like the stars in the sky."

“Different people have different temperaments, life is full of different things, people’s hearts are all different, everything in the world is endless, joy, anger, sorrow, joy and sorrow, but no matter who you are, no matter where you are or what you are encountering, if you hold a sword in your hand, you should put everything aside

Doubts, all calculations, all fears, the body is stored in the sword, the heart is stored in the sword, and the mind is stored in the sword.”

"Different swordsmen have different understandings of swords, and they also have their own interpretations of swordsmanship."

"To me, a sword is not an accessory, it is a weapon, a killing weapon. Swordsmanship is the art of fighting, and it is also the art of killing enemies."

"Killing the enemy doesn't need to be so complicated. Just one sword, one sword, can end life and death."

The battles of sword practitioners are not like fighting back and forth like those who practice boxing and kicking. They often require a fatal blow. This is Lin Xiao's understanding. The sword is a sharp edge and a killing weapon. The sword is in hand, and it is naturally aimed at killing.

Use your weak points and strive to kill with one sword without giving the opponent the slightest chance to counterattack.

This must be extremely dangerous.

This is why Lin Xiao has always touched the throat when fighting people. Because if the throat is pierced or the neck is pierced, it will most likely be cold, immediately cold, and the neck area is also very fragile, and there are some

It's even more obvious without protection.

The heart is also a fatal weakness, but sometimes you can't tell whether you're wearing a goggles or something under your clothes.

Every bit of the master's instruction on swordsmanship that day was written down by Lin Xiao. However, he only had a little understanding of it. Until now, the three swordsmanships have been superb and have created an extremely solid foundation of swordsmanship. After many battles, life and death, one sword...

He can kill strong enemies with his hands, and every shot is a refinement of his own swordsmanship.

It's as if the sword embryo has been forged into a real sword through countless efforts.

There is no life-and-death crisis that suddenly breaks out, it just happens naturally. It seems a little abrupt, but in fact it is a result of long-term accumulation and enlightenment suddenly. The light in Lin Xiao's mind emerged, as if it turned into a sword of nothingness, and was struck by Lin Xiao.

Grab it directly.

In his mind, there seemed to be a pure sword sound, and the White Bird Sword in his hand seemed to sense something. Then it trembled and sent out waves of melodious trembling. At this moment, Lin Xiao felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be alive.

Come here, as if you were given some kind of will.

"Understand the true meaning of the sword by yourself, and the training sequence begins to improve." The voice in my mind suddenly sounded, and it seemed that it was a little less rigid and stiff in the past, and a little more mellow and agile.

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