Devouring the starry sky starts with a sword

Chapter 20 High Lords
Night, cold as a dream.

Moonlight poured in.

Zhou Ning sat cross-legged in the room with his eyes closed, with swords on his knees.

"Extremely fast, Xeon."

"Zhigang, Zhiyang."

Although the body didn't move, a style of saber technique and a path of saber light appeared in his mind. Based on the combat experience of the past ten days, he constantly adjusted the combination.

Simpler, more direct, and more powerful.

"No, no!"

Zhou Ning suddenly frowned and opened his eyes: "It is obvious that the saber technique is improving, and this is also the most fundamental saber technique honed in the killing, but it just feels wrong."

He has just reached the path of Yang, and he has reached a very high level in his last life.

But Guyang doesn't last long, and it won't last long.

Human beings are flesh and blood, and they also have seven emotions and six desires.

Neither the human body nor the mind can support the path of pure perfection, the most majestic and the most masculine.

"I thought that in my last life, I didn't have the foundation of martial arts, and it would be difficult for me to support Zhiyang's saber technique."

"In this life, since I was a child, I have embraced the oceans and rivers, adopted the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, and discarded the chaff to preserve the essence. With 17 years of accumulation, both my martial arts background and my physical potential have reached a level that few people can match."

"Even, in order to make up for the oppression of the body by the Zhiyang Saber Technique, he even created the most Yin and Soft Daoyin technique "Awakening of Insects".

"Can"

Zhou Ning caressed the sword on his knee. He has practiced for two lifetimes and has a pure heart. His comprehension of martial arts can be called a celestial being.

It is obvious that the saber technique is improving, and at this rate of improvement, it will take at most two or three years for the saber technique to reach the peak of the third realm.

It is not difficult for him to easily reach the fourth stage of sword art, the "artistic concept level", even when he has just reached the artistic conception of Yang.

However, there are problems ahead!
Zhou Ning could feel that his body and mind had a faint tendency to be unable to control the Zhiyang artistic conception as he walked all the way to the peak.

There is no limit to knife skills, but there are limits to human body and spirit.

"To be just and to be yang, there is nothing wrong in itself. It is the person who is wrong. It is the person's body and spirit that cannot support that extreme."

Zhou Ning looked up out of the window, the moonlight was quiet and touching, but it couldn't solve his problem.

"Fortunately."

"It's only a matter of time before the sword and body skills reach the artistic level."

Both sword and body skills have reached the fourth level of "artistic level", which is considered a first-class level among the high-level gods of war. If you can reach that level, you are already a superpower second only to the level of councilors. There are not many in the world. .

Before that, Zhou Ning believed that he could find a solution.

"Meow~!"

Ow~~~~~~
The sharp roar resounded through the block, and the sound waves rolled, causing the low-level monsters in the nearby area to feel pain.

boom!
There are many deserted high-rise buildings, and two afterimages criss-cross. Once the figures cross each other, the terrifying power of the fight will make the ground tremble, and an invisible shock wave will be generated.

"Slow, slow, too slow."

Zhou Ning's body was like an afterimage, the sword in his hand flashed rapidly, and there were more than a dozen sword lights in a row in an instant!
From the most rigid to the sun, from the fiercest to the fiercest!
The elementary lord-level Black Nightmare Youmao desperately dodged, and its claws frantically pounced to resist, but in the blink of an eye, there were several deep scars on its body.

laugh!
Another lightning-like knife shadow, Black Nightmare You Mao struggled to dodge, Zhou Ning sprinted and swung the knife, the trajectory of the blade was seven or eight meters long!

Black Nightmare Youmao dodged, and the high-rise concrete load-bearing pillar behind him was cut off by the knife light!
Boom.
The scarred building finally collapsed, and a large amount of debris fell with a crash.

Black Nightmare Youmao's eyes were terrified. The human warrior in front of him had been making trouble for him since more than ten days ago, fighting with him every one or two days.

In the beginning, it had the upper hand, but the speed of human strength progress is too fast!
Regardless of the strength and speed, or the saber technique that seems to chop everything up, there is a clear and visible improvement almost every day.

Until these two days, in the battle with this human, it even felt the crisis of death.

escape!
Without any hesitation, Black Nightmare Youmao turned around and fled, turning into a black afterimage and shuttling between tall buildings.

"In my life, I haven't had a record of killing lord-level monsters yet."

Zhou Ning quickly followed. With the size and agility of a human warrior, it is not difficult to keep up with a monster lord of the same level.

One ran away desperately, and the other pursued closely.

The speed of one person and one beast is exaggerated, and it is not known how many circles in the urban area in a blink of an eye.

call!
Black Nightmare Youmao stopped in front of a water amusement park, hesitating, but the pursuit of humans behind him made it anxious.

Finally, it rushed in like crazy.

"Huh? It smells so fishy!"

As soon as Zhou Ning followed in, he smelled an extremely stench, which made him feel dangerous.

Especially like, the stench of some kind of powerful monster's lair.

As soon as he turned around, not far away, in a dark corner of a building, there were a few huge black mud-like substances.

Subconsciously smelling it, an indescribable breath directly penetrated the soul!

"Fuck!"

Just as Zhou Ning was about to leave, he saw a giant figure tens of meters long soaring into the sky from the water area of ​​the amusement park, accompanied by an extremely mournful cry.

The rudimentary lord-level black nightmare cat just now has suddenly become the prey of the giant figure, screaming and struggling.

"Iron Spiny Dragon Lizard!"

Zhou Ning looked at this scene in shock. The giant figure was covered in pitch-black scales, with a string of hideous bone spurs on its back, a signature long and narrow snout, and a pair of eerie long and narrow vertical pupils.

It raised its head abruptly, jolted, and slowly swallowed the black nightmare cat in its mouth. The black nightmare cat's huge body gradually propped up a huge bulge on the throat and abdomen of the iron spiny dragon lizard.

"A high-level lord-level iron spiny dragon lizard!"

Zhou Ning turned around and ran away, but he was still calm in his heart. Monsters like the spiny dragon can often swallow huge prey, but after one swallow, it takes a month or even several months to digest the prey.

During this time, it basically has no desire to prey, and its actions are also lazy. Unless other monster lords take the initiative to provoke it, the danger is not high.

"You have to write this down."

Zhou Ning wrote down the general location of this water amusement park, so as to avoid inadvertently intruding here in the future. The iron spiny dragon lizard devouring the elementary lord is like eating fried chicken. Human warriors who have not reached the middle god of war may not be able to run well. run.

Back in the familiar urban area, Zhou Ning continued his training plan, beating those elementary lord level monsters one by one.

1 month 30 day.

In the morning, the cold dew did not disappear.

In the wilderness urban area, in a room, Zhou Ning sat cross-legged.

With the improvement of body control, he can now use a more casual posture to practice "The Awakening of Insects".

Rumble, snort.

Strange vibrations in the body, countless cells seem to have opened their own restrictions, rapidly absorbing energy and growing, and the strength and density of muscles, bones and muscles are rapidly increasing.

It lasted for four, five, 10 minutes, Zhou Ning opened his eyes, and at this moment his whole body was covered with fine beads of sweat, and every inch of his muscles was filled with surging energy and strength.

"Physical strength, should it reach the threshold of a mid-level warrior?"

(End of this chapter)