I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 268 Borrowing the sword from the cricket!

"oh?!"

At first hearing Li Guanyu's words, Ding Xiu couldn't help but become interested, and then he couldn't help but asked with full curiosity: "It turns out that the senior also practiced the secret sword of the Demon Sect, but I don't know what level he has reached?"

Li Guanyu said: "I feel ashamed to say that although I have learned this swordsmanship, I have not learned it completely."

Ding Xiu said: "So you expect me to learn this sword technique?"

"good."

While Li Guanyu was speaking, he glanced at Li Yuhan next to him. Although he didn't speak, Li Yuhan very wisely took out a book from his arms and sent it to Ding Xiu.

The book has turned yellow and looks like it must have been there for many years. It is also very thin and only has about twenty-six or seven pages at most.

Ding Xiu took the book in his hand and couldn't help but feel very surprised. It was hard for him to imagine that this small book was actually the sword manual of the Demon Sect's Secret Sword. After all, such a book seemed to have only twenty-five or six pages. How could the book contain seven hundred and twenty-nine exquisite sword skills? Could it be a secret book written in the legendary tiny handwriting? !

Seemingly sensing Ding Xiu's doubts, Li Guanyu immediately smiled and said, "Are you wondering how it is possible to write down seven hundred and twenty-nine sword techniques in such a small book?"

"Yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, Ding Xiu gave an affirmative answer: "As the senior said, I do have some doubts in my heart. I wonder if the senior can answer my questions?"

"Of course!"

Li Guanyu said: "The secret sword of the Demon Sect is incomparable and has nine soul-stirring styles. As the name suggests, this sword technique has only nine styles in total, and each style contains nine moves, and the nine moves contain eighty moves. One variation of a move can eventually evolve into seven hundred and twenty-nine moves."

Ding Xiu was not a stupid person. Hearing this, he immediately understood and said: "So this sword manual does not record those so-called transformation moves, but only records the most basic nine sword moves of the Soul-Destroying Nine Styles? "

Li Guanyu nodded and said, "Yes."

Ding Xiu smiled bitterly and said: "Senior really thinks highly of me. From now on, if I want to practice the Demon Sect Secret Sword, I need to learn ninety-nine and eighty-one moves from these nine sword techniques, and then learn from the eighty-one Did you comprehend seven hundred and twenty-nine variations of moves?"

"It's more than that."

Li Guanyu said: "You'd better be able to completely integrate the Demon Sect Secret Sword and integrate it into your own swordsmanship. Only in this way can you have an advantage in the decisive battle with Jellyfish Yinji."

Next to him, Li Yuhan hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It’s not that he feels bad about the Soul-Captivating Nine Styles, which he has worked so hard to acquire. He has read the sword manual, and he has thought that after practicing, he would be able to wield a sword and be invincible. Unfortunately, although his martial arts talent is It's not bad, it can even be regarded as a superior figure, but after all, it has not yet reached the level where it can be practiced as the secret sword of the Demon Sect.

In contrast, Ding Xiu is different.

This young master who was born not long ago has already reached the pinnacle of martial arts. Not only did he defeat Shi Guanyin, but also his father Li Guanyu. He even defeated the Great Zhoutian Sword Formation composed of six top swordsmen. .

No matter how reluctant Li Yuhan was, he had to admit that Ding Xiu had mastered martial arts to such a level at a age no older than himself. It was truly astonishing. It showed that his talent was so high that it was simply unbelievable.

But even so, he didn't think Ding Xiu could do this. What's more, there was not much time left for Ding Xiu. If he wanted to deduce the complete secret sword of the Demon Sect in such a short period of time, he would The difficulty of achieving great success in cultivation is probably not much different than ascending to heaven.

However, Ding Xiu was very confident.

His confidence not only comes from himself, but also from the Mysterious Feather in his mind. He believes that with the help of the Mysterious Feather, it is not difficult to deduce the complete secret sword of the Demon Sect. The difficult thing is how to do it. Master this swordsmanship in the shortest possible time, and then acquire more profound swordsmanship through the Mysterious Feather.

Thinking of this, he accepted the sword manual unceremoniously, smiled brightly and said: "It's rare for my senior to be so generous, so I'm disrespectful." Li Guanyu followed the voice and said: "No need to thank you, I just ask for your release. My personals are silent.”

"can."

Without the slightest hesitation, Ding Xiu immediately waved his hand and released the restraints on Mochan Dashu's body, freeing him. However, he reminded him: "Despite being seriously injured, he forcibly broke through the limit and used Bodhidharma's sword skills. A killer move, how many days does the unknown monk have left?"

"Less than three days."

There was no look of surprise on Mochan's wet face after he had regained his freedom. Instead, there was a sense of peace that he had never seen before. He clasped his hands together, softly chanted the Buddha's name, and said to Li Guanyu: "Amitabha, thank you very much." Friends come to the rescue.”

"Friends were joking."

Li Guanyu sighed and said, "This incident originally started because of me. Now it's my fault that Master's cultivation has been completely ruined. How dare you, my friend, come to thank me? I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."

"As the saying goes: life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven, not to mention birth, old age, illness and death. They are the inevitable reincarnation of the human world. It is just a difference between earlier and later."

Mo Chan Dashi was very open-minded. Although, at this moment, his life had entered a countdown, he had no intention of blaming the young couple Li Yuhan and Liu Wumei.

But the more this happened, the more Li Guanyu blamed himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the prodigal son next to him, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Evil obstacle."

Li Yuhan couldn't hold his head up after being scolded. As the young owner of Yongcui Villa, this was definitely the darkest moment in his life. However, when he thought of the current situation of his wife Liu Wumei, he could only close his eyes and silently Bearing the rebuke from his father.

"Amitabha."

Mo Chan clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name again: "My friend, there is no need to scold Yuhan little friend anymore. Things have evolved so far that no one expected. I have something I want to entrust to him."

Li Guanyu said quickly: "If my friend has something to do, just say it bluntly. Even if you ask this evildoer to pay for his life, it is also appropriate."

Mo Chan Dashui said: "My friend is serious, I just feel that I don't have much time, and I have to do one thing, so I can only ask my friend Yuhan to help me return the Bodhidharma Sword to the Shaolin Temple."

While he was speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed the Damo Divine Sword to Li Yuhan. Seeing this, Li Yuhan quickly took it with both hands, held the sword in his hand, and respectfully responded: "Master, please rest assured, even if I die, I will still be able to survive." This Bodhidharma Sword will be delivered to the Shaolin Temple safely."

"very good."

After getting the answer he wanted, Mochan Dashu nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Ding Xiu and said: "Ding Xiu, the poor monk would like to borrow a sword from you based on the sword manual of Bodhidharma. I wonder if that’s okay?”

Ding Xiu asked out of curiosity: "Your Bodhidharma Divine Sword is also a powerful weapon, so why bother looking for something far away?"

Mo Chan Dashu said: "Because I have no confidence in winning this battle, and after my death, no one in the Shaolin Temple will be able to retrieve the Bodhidharma Sword, but the same cannot be said for Master Ding."

"understood."

Ding Xiu turned his hands, inserted the two divine swords in front of himself, and said, "Which one do you want to borrow? Hanguang?"

"No."

Mo Chan Dashu said: "Although the Hanguang Sword has been reborn in Nirvana, it is not suitable for my skill. I want to borrow another one!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the three-foot green blade. , the name of the sword was clearly engraved:

"Chumfly!"

(End of this chapter)