Chapter 912

"You know the goods." Shen Lang said proudly. He continued to raise his long sword and practiced his moves with his eyes closed.

For Shen Lang's ability, Hua Ziling is not surprised, but also convinced.

She simply did not hurry to leave, looked aside, want to see what kind of sword moves Shen wave will hit in the next moment.

Hua Ziling is watching his sword practice. Shen Lang doesn't mind.

"Split the stars and seize the moon? It's not like that. " Shen Lang said in his heart that the stars and the moon in the thirteen deadly swords are totally different from those in the three ways.

Shen Lang put down the green glass sword in his hand, opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and then lifted it again.

It's a kind of awe inspiring feeling, but this time I don't know it's Shen Lang's sword. Shen Lang's whole person exudes a sense of awe inspiring.

"No, it's not." Shen Lang put the green glass sword down again.

Just like this, he repeatedly killed the green glass sword. He repeated it dozens of times. After half an hour, Shen Lang still didn't hit every move.

He knew that even if he hit it, he would surely fail. Shen Lang failed without thinking of a sword.

He has a feeling that if he can successfully perform the move of the thirteen deadly swords for the first time, he will be able to further his understanding of the meaning of swords in the future.

Shen Lang didn't want to fail in the first move. He raised and lowered the sword again and again. He thought about the mystery in his mind.

If ordinary martial arts practitioners saw this scene, they would probably think Shen Lang was a psychopath.

But Hua Ziling is infatuated with it.

Every time Shen Lang raises his sword, Hua Ziling can feel a kind of awe inspiring momentum. It's hard to describe. It's similar to the power of a sword. Is that the meaning of sword in the legend?

Hua Ziling's beautiful eyes flashed. She had a feeling that if Shen Lang had the momentum of holding the sword at the moment in her sword moves, her sword moves would be more powerful.

Countless times I raised the long sword and dropped it. Shen Lang naturally fell into a wonderful feeling, and the whole person was totally selfless.

Shen Lang forgets everything, only his sword in his heart.

I don't know when.

Suddenly, Shen Lang opened his eyes and a fine light appeared.

"Split the stars and seize the moon!"

Shen Lang drinks in a low voice, turns his internal power, and the green glass sword in his hand strikes forward.

A stab! Lift!

The green glass sword in his hand made a light sound and hit a green sword. Suddenly, it was like lightning!

"Boom!"

A huge stone on the opposite side was smashed into pieces by the sword, and countless pieces of debris were splashed.

As soon as Shen Lang's eyes brightened, he saw his sword. Shen Lang had some accidents, but he was so powerful!

However, Shen Lang is satisfied with one of the thirteen deadly swords.

It's the seventh move of the thirteen swords. It's different from the simplified version of the three moves. The original one can cut off the sword's edge, attack far or stab close. Although there is no change in the moves, you need to understand the potential when you use them.

After a successful performance, Shen Lang seems to have a little experience.

In this sense, Shen Lang doesn't think it's so hard to learn the deadly thirteen swords.

Seeing that Shen Lang seems to be able to shoot out such a powerful sword at will, Hua Ziling is a little confused, and at the same time, he is a little unbalanced. This man is really getting more and more powerful.

After seeing this for a while, Hua Ziling was hit hard and didn't disturb Shen Lang to practice his sword anymore. He left directly.

Shen Lang continues to practice sword.

Although the process is a little boring, it is also fun to see the improvement of your strength.

In recent days, Shen Lang has been practicing his sword. At best, he has made some achievements. Although the achievements are not many, he has been able to barely use five moves of the thirteen deadly swords.

It is worth mentioning that yichuxue has successfully broken through the middle of the border in these days. Shen Lang is also happy for her and takes the time to send her blessings.

Yi blowing snow is very happy. As long as she has made progress in her cultivation, her father will not interfere in her emotional affairs too much.

The three-year meeting of the two ethnic groups in Xumishan is about to start.

Countless ambitious young children of the Yi family and Zhao family have signed up, and Shen Canghai has already signed up for Shen Lang. Before that, he promised his father that he would win the first prize of the two clans.

The martial arts of the two clans are jointly held by the Yi family and Zhao family of Xumishan. They are held in a martial arts performance field at the top of Xumishan mountain.

The martial arts of the two ethnic groups is a compulsory martial arts competition. The younger generation is under the age of 50 and must participate in it.

Although it is the competition of some younger generation, it is the younger generation that makes it easier to explain the future development momentum of the two big families.

On the same day, Xumishan was very popular. Many families came and went into Xumishan.

Xumi island is thousands of miles around, not only the Yi family and Zhao family.

There are at least thirty-four families, big and small, all of which are attached to the Xumishan Yi family and the Zhao family, and they pay tribute to them every year.

The martial arts association of the two ethnic groups in Xumishan also invited these families to watch, which can even be called the three-year martial arts competition of the whole Xumishan island.

Some small families don't even have the martial arts cultivation of Huajing. Some simply come to watch by their own.

This also indirectly shows how deep the Yijia and Zhaojia's inside information is. The young generation of the two families, who are engaged in the cultivation of martial arts, accounts for about half of the whole island of Xumi. I can't help but lament the talent of Xumi mountain.

At the top of Xumi mountain, there is an open-air martial arts arena. Although it has been abandoned, all the buildings are still intact. There are tens of thousands of square meters. It is huge and has enough capacity for tens of thousands of people.

The martial generals of the two clans will start at nine o'clock in the morning. At that time, a large number of martial arts practitioners from Xumi island will come to watch, which is very lively.

The excited young people arrived at the martial arts arena at the top of Xumi mountain before dawn.

At five o'clock in the morning, hundreds of young disciples from the Yi and Zhao families have come to the martial arts arena.

Yi blowing snow and cloud falling snow also came to the martial arts arena early.

As soon as the two beauties appeared, they immediately attracted the eyes of a large number of young disciples. Yi blew snow in a light yellow skirt, simple and elegant light makeup, giving a dignified and gentle feeling.

"Yes, miss!"

The children of the Yi family saluted the snow blowing and boxing in succession.

Yi blew snow and smiled: "don't be polite. Today, I'm looking forward to your play. Don't let the seniors of the Yi family down. "

"Yes, miss."

The children of the Iraqi family responded.

A lot of male disciples showed their intoxicated looks. Yi blowing snow is as beautiful as an immortal, and so approachable. It's just like a dream goddess.

The young male disciple of Zhao's side is also secretly looking at Yi's blowing snow and cloud falling snow.

Zhao gangqi, Yu Xuanang, strode over to blow snow towards Yi and held his fist slightly. In his eyes, a strange divine color flashed: "I haven't seen you for a month. Miss Yi is more and more beautiful."

Looking at Zhao Gang's elegant smile, Yi blows snow in the heart some uncomfortable, cannot help but say: "Zhao childe joked."

"It's gratifying that Miss Yi has successfully broken through the middle of the question. Zhao didn't send his blessing in time. I'm sorry here." Zhao Gang said with a smile.

Because last time he was defeated by Shen Lang, Zhao Jin prohibited him from going out, and Zhao Gang had no chance to see Yi blowing snow.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhao." Yi blows snow light to say.

Looking at the ice cold appearance of Yi blowing snow, Zhao gangyue is in full bloom. This kind of ice beauty can more inspire the desire of men to conquer.

Zhao Gang finally got up from the previous blow. It's said that Shen Lang was thrown away by Yi's blowing snow and was beaten to be a vegetable. Zhao Jin was secretly pleased. That kid was really a retribution.

Now, without Shen Lang 's intervention, Zhao Gang feels that he has a good chance to take yiblown snow.