Chapter 27

Another day, looking at the departure of Chifeng, ningyue also saw the food and medicine that he didn't know when to send. Every day in the past half a month is like this. I don't know who will send these to me when I forget that the outside world is fighting with Chifeng.

Himself, he wanted to deliberately pay attention to, but when it comes to the fierce battle, he forgot all about it. It's said that it's a fierce fight, but in fact, only when he is abused unilaterally and concentrated can he resist a few more times. Where can he spare time to pay attention to the changes around him.

Ning Yue also knew that in the battle, he should not only pay attention to the front of his eyes, but at least listen to all sides. Perhaps, a fatal attack will come suddenly.

Just on the red front that kind of terror strength, there is no need, without the changes around, he has been unable to play.

Slowly untie the only clothes, Ning Yue picked up a jade bottle in the tray, poured out a little light green viscous liquid in the palm, and began to apply it to the body. Even if it was just training, Chifeng's wooden sword was powerful. It was still very painful to be hit directly. From his arms to his back, the bruises were very conspicuous.

"It's totally different from the clan. He pays more attention to the adaptability in actual combat than just practicing martial arts. Is this the style of the killer organization?"

At the same time, Ning Yue also picked up the food from the plate and put it into his mouth to chew. There were only a few pieces of cooking cakes and a small plate of pickled vegetables and minced meat. But when he was hungry, it tasted delicious.

At the end of the meal, he got up and waved his arms. A touch of warmth flowed through the meridians. Although it brought bursts of pain, it also made people feel that all the discomfort in his body was released at that moment, and his whole body was filled with unspeakable comfort.

It seems that the strength of the arms, even the whole body, has increased a lot.

"Sure enough, on the surface, I was beaten unilaterally, but my body was a little stronger. No, it should be that the coordination has been enhanced. It's not just the strength of the surface, but the principle of using good steel on the blade, which only strengthens the most important muscles. Chifeng's tempering method is really different from my own practice in the past. It's just a little too cruel... "

Once again picked up the wooden sword, this time, ningyue did not rush to wave moves, but closed his eyes to recall the previous fight, Chifeng's every strike.

Quick, accurate, tough. Pursuing the limit of one strike to defeat the enemy is a nightmare for killing. It's not any advanced martial arts. It's not even the lowest level. But it's more terrible than many moves he's seen before.

Speed and strength of the complete match, the timing of the shot is impeccable, the angle is tricky to the extreme, almost impossible to defense.

That kind of instant judgment, only after thousands of times of life and death wandering in the Shura field, can it be reflected by the cost of experience. Ning Yue boasts that he is very strong among the disciples of the sect, but in the face of Chi Feng, he can't be proud at all.

Suddenly, the sword stopped again. He rubbed his chin and said, "no, it shouldn't be a killer's ability. A real assassin should be like an assassin. He will kill in secret. And Chifeng's tactics are more like the accumulated experience of frontal confrontation. Any possible enemy in a moment, even if he has few enemies, can also kill a way. This kind of fighting method is like... Brother Sheng, red robe, terrible sword technique. Can't it be that person... Impossible, absolutely impossible, that person can't be a member of red wolf, I think more? "

In ningyue's mind, I don't know why a figure appeared, a figure he had never seen before, but there are legends about that man everywhere in the snow dragon Empire, a real strong man with great influence.

No matter it's the common people or the war generals, they all admire it. Even if he is a disciple of the sect, he also looks forward to the person's heroic appearance and back. The flashing red sword light on the battlefield and the legend of being invincible everywhere, even in several other large-scale empires that are comparable to the snow dragon Empire, the mention of that person's name also makes countless generals and strong people respect.

Of course, it's also the hero in ningyue's heart. When he was a child, what he liked most was the story of that man. He even secretly vowed that he would stand up to heaven when he grew up.

Simultaneous interpreting what he was thinking, he smiled and laughed at himself: "what am I guessing at random? How can a killer organization be like a legend?" Probably, Chifeng is also a man who admires the commander-in-chief of the Empire, so he dresses like that. "

At the next moment, the sound of the wooden sword whistling through the air resounds again. It has no edge and no blade, and it is also fierce. The action of Chifeng is replayed continuously in my mind. I'd rather try my best to imitate it. Although the speed and strength are obviously too poor, the deviation is decreasing again and again.

A hundred times, three points faster, closer.

Two hundred times, the sword seems more stable, very good.

Three hundred times. The angle is not tricky enough. We have to continue.

Five hundred times, pop!

The crisp cracking sound reverberated in the empty room. Ning Yue was a little surprised to see that the wooden sword in his hand broke from the middle. From beginning to end, he did not hit any object. Unexpectedly, with the strength of waving, the wooden sword in his hand exceeded the limit of endurance.

At the same time, he finally felt the strong weakness in his body. His legs were weak and he fell on his back and lay on the ground. His bones seemed to be falling apart.

I didn't feel the continuity of the movement just now. I suddenly stopped and I was so tired.

"Five hundred times, but still less than half of the red front, but compared with the initial 20% or so, it is also an improvement."

There is still a little comfort in my heart. I close my eyes more and more. It seems that I'm really tired and I just fall asleep.

When he woke up, he opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was that his legs were standing by the wall, and he quickly turned over together. His eyes Rose at the same time, and his heart was a little more surprised.

"What are you doing here?"

Leaning on the wall, the silver hand, like Chifeng, shrugged and said, "curious, what's the explanation? Most of the red wolves have experienced the ruthlessness of Chifeng. You're a good boy. You can hold on, and you're so comfortable, even like you're enjoying yourself. "

"As long as we can really enhance our strength in the end, what does it matter if the process is a little harder and more tiring?" Raise hand five fingers a piece a close, rather more facial expression gloomy a few minutes.

"To tell you the truth, when your commander said you could improve my accomplishments, I was moved. Now, I really need to be stronger. I don't want to be fooled by others and I don't know when I applaud. That kind of helpless pain, in retrospect, I feel too useless

"Anyone who practices martial arts has his own reason to be strong. Those who live in the family, those who work for the Empire, and killer organizations like red wolf are the same. And, never be satisfied. In fact, isn't that what human beings are like? How many people will be satisfied when they reach a desired goal? It is bound to climb to the next higher point. What is the destination of our yearning? Maybe we don't have the answer in our own heart. "

Silver Hand inexplicably smile, raised his hand to hand out a thing.

"Take back what belongs to you."

As soon as he reached for it, he didn't need to open it for confirmation. Ning Yue knew that the martial arts recorded in the scroll was Jian Lingfeng. Before, he couldn't find it on himself, so he thought that he was taken away by red wolf in his coma.

"That's why you came to me?"

"I've been beaten by Chifeng all the time. Even if I improve, I'm not happy? With this, it can relieve some pain. I hope that when you officially join, there will be another contest to make up for those who have not been divided before. At that time, you must also be the strength of lingxingjing, right

With a wave, the silver hand had reached the door.

"Goodbye."

When the door closed, Ning Yue shook his head and said with a smile, "are the people in the red wolf more and more strange? But now that I'm back in my hands, it's just right to practice. I've been remembering Chifeng's moves to imitate them. It's a bit boring. "

As the scroll slowly unfolds, he sits down cross legged and quietly sweeps through the cultivation methods recorded above. His arms change and wave. The mysterious forces gathered in the meridians work in an orderly way, and the aura rises in the elixir field. They blend with each other to create a more powerful force to penetrate into the five fingers.

However, he didn't release the shot in addition. Instead, Xuanli returned. After another circle of operation, he gathered again through the meridians. This time, the power gathered between his fingers was a little stronger.

"Compared with last time, it's a lot easier to gather together. The strength of jiuzhong in yuanwujing is more comfortable."

He got up to disperse the cohesive force between his fingers. Ning Yue went to the wall at the head of the bed and reached for a dagger hanging above. It was only for decoration, not for cutting.

"It's OK to try this, isn't it?"

Half an hour later, he sat panting on the floor, his arms flapping down on the cold ground, and his dagger on one side.

Twenty times, according to the method recorded in the scroll, the Xuanli in the meridians was stimulated and injected into the blade of the short sword through the five fingers. However, there was not one time that the wind of the rolling sword could be aroused.

In the end, Ning Yue was more angry and waved his sword directly. It was true that he cut a little strong wind this time. However, it was ten times worse than Luo Yu's sword. You know, at the beginning, Luo Yu was only the eighth strength of Yuanwu realm, but now he is the ninth strength.

"Hateful, can't it be accomplished? This is a remnant. It can't be cultivated at all?"

He grabbed the scroll and patted it heavily on the ground. He just said it casually. After all, it's Luo Yu's martial arts, and he got it from him. How can it be fake?

Wait a minute, what do you get from Luo Yu?

All of a sudden, Ning Yue's eyes glared and suddenly remembered something. After killing Luo Yu, he woke up from a coma, and the scroll was also found nearby. It is impossible to prove where he got it, whether it is complete or not.

What's more, Xiaoyin, who worked together temporarily before, is also missing. Is it possible that... In fact, she took away the real jianlingfeng?

"Xiaoyin, would you be so cruel that you didn't even pay me any money, so you left a volume of fake martial arts?"

He looked up and howled. Then, Ning Yue only heard a dull sound. The door was roughly kicked open from the outside, and an angry voice immediately rang out.

"Ningyue, what do you mean? What kind of person am I?" Subconscious look, suddenly, rather more is already gaping“ "Xiaoyin?"