Prodigal son of another world

"By the way, how did you do the three swords just now? Why is it difficult for a warrior to fight back once you strike the three swords?" After walking for a while, Xu Fei finally couldn't help asking.

Not only Xu Fei couldn't figure it out, even Qing Wu and Xu Liang couldn't figure it out.

It was precisely because the three of them didn't understand that Xu Liang and the others didn't stop Xu Fei from asking.After all, in this world, it is immoral to rashly ask each other about their secrets.

"It's not impossible to say these three swords, it's just... hehe." Xu Ming chuckled and rubbed his hands, the meaning was self-evident.

He wants to see what good things he can get from these two elder brothers.

The Xu family, is Xu Ming's understanding so simple?

"What do you want, I'll help them out." Just as Xu Ming was expecting, Qing Wu spoke suddenly, with a crisp voice that almost made Xu Ming choke.

"What? You, are you coming?" Xu Ming looked at Qing Wu in surprise, a little confused, what is the relationship between Qing Wu and the Xu family?

Why did they all know Xu Da, but he didn't know?

When my father learned that the two had read the secret letter, he no longer pursued it.

What are they?

Xu Ming looked at Qing Wu puzzled, as if he wanted to see the other party's heart.

"As long as you say, you want pills, various materials, or even poisons, you can come up with it." Qing Wu didn't care about Xu Ming's doubts, and didn't intend to answer, she said calmly.

Xu Ming was silent. He glanced at the three of them and found that their faces were calm and not surprised at all.

Obviously, the three of them were very familiar, far beyond Xu Ming's imagination.

"I want the three-foot Qingfeng sword, and I will send it to my elder brother Xu Ming." Xu Ming didn't hesitate, and didn't say anything else.

"Yes." Qing Wu nodded briskly, holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword, it was just a matter of one sentence.

"Okay, let me tell you why I can kill warriors with three swords. As for whether you can learn it, that's up to you." Xu Ming smiled lightly, but there was a faint resentment in his heart.

Although he is deeply loved, he has been concealed even more, and anyone who wants to do it will be upset. However, Xu Ming is not a narrow-minded person, doesn't he also hide a lot from the Xu family?

"Brother Mo, we are just asking. We want to know more about it, not to learn your martial arts." Xu Liang hurriedly explained.

They were just surprised, and wanted to learn more about the origin of Xu Ming's strange martial arts and the power behind him, but they never thought about learning these high-level martial arts.

"Yeah, we're just curious and want to know more about it." Xu Fei also hurriedly explained that if they were misunderstood, they would become villains, and the Xu family would also become villains.

Although Qing Wu didn't say anything, the look in Xu Ming's eyes changed slightly.

What Xu Ming said was like an insult to the Xu family.

"You guys have misunderstood. I haven't grasped the essence of these three swords, and I have a rough grasp of the surface. I don't know how to explain them. I can only talk to you about the records of the moves." Xu Ming explained.

"That's it." The three of them hesitated. If they heard this, wouldn't they be spying on other people's secrets?

But if they don't listen, such a mysterious peak warrior is also related to the third brother they care about. If they don't know the identity of Mo Xing, Xu Ming's personal safety cannot be guaranteed.

Moreover, if it is true what Xu Ming said, if you can kill warriors with a rough grasp of the skin, is this martial skill a mysterious rank?All three of them felt a little hot.

"Well, how about it, anyway, you promised to help me build a three-foot green spear, so I'll tell you, it's a deal." Seeing that the three of them were a bit embarrassed and hesitant, Xu Ming smiled and said .

As he said, he has not yet grasped the essence of these three tricks, and he also wants to hear the different opinions of Qingwu, a martial artist who cultivated himself.

The three of them looked at each other, with a flash of guilt in their eyes, but in order to find out the identity of the other party, they still responded cheekily: "Yes, this is a deal."

Xu Fei felt that when he said this, his face was flushed and his face was dull.

Xu Ming smiled lightly, ignoring Xu Fei's embarrassment: "These three moves are actually a complete set of swordsmanship. Don't be surprised, and don't ask why swordsmanship only has these three moves, because I don't know either."

Seeing the disbelief on the faces of the three, Xu Ming shrugged his shoulders, and said to himself: "This set of swordsmanship requires ten years of daily practice. Practice three moves of swordsmanship every day: draw the sword, draw the sword, and withdraw the sword."

"If it's just these three tricks, even if it is practiced every day, it's impossible to have such a great power?" Qing Wu frowned, Xu Ming said that he didn't say anything.

"No, every set of martial arts requires the cooperation of strength to exert its power. These three moves are different. When practicing, you can't use the slightest strength. Simply draw the sword, draw the sword, and draw the sword. Moreover, the speed As fast as you can," Xu Ming replied.

After a pause, knowing that this could not win the trust of the two, he continued: "I dare to swear, this is how I practiced, and the book requires that only in real battles can I use my strength to use these three moves."

The three of them were silent. In this world, they had never heard of such a practice of swordsmanship.

Every set of swordsmanship has a mental method, but Xu Ming didn't say it at all. If it is true what Xu Ming said, he only needs to practice those three moves, and everyone can practice it.

However, such a powerful swordsmanship, can anyone really practice it?

After glancing at the three of them, Xu Ming stopped talking.

In fact, there is still one thing he didn't say, and that is—Tao!

Practice and explore the Dao, the origin of the Dao, the foundation of practice, only a solid foundation can carry a powerful Dao.

After ten years of swaying, I turned those three moves into instinct, as if no strength was needed, just pure swaying, to the extreme, when I suddenly realized, I could glimpse the way of the sword!

Xu Ming would not say these things, and if he did, they would not believe them.

These words are too ethereal, epiphany is hard to come by, since epiphany is needed, why practice it?If you can realize the epiphany, you can directly understand the way of swordsmanship.

If you can't get an epiphany, wouldn't it be a waste of practice, and you can't achieve great success?

……

Chen Mansion, the gate was closed tightly, and there were groups of guards with swords standing outside the door, with solemn expressions, holding sword hilts in their palms at all times, guarding Chen Mansion.

The street ahead was already stained red with blood, and screams spread throughout the street.

A guard kept retreating, while groups of sergeants in armor waved their sabers ruthlessly, beheading the guards in front.Hearing the screams of the guards and the blood flowing, these sergeants didn't have the slightest emotion, like pure killing machines, they only knew how to kill!

"Old dog Chen, if you don't hand over Chen Tingfeng today, I will destroy your Chen family!" Xu Wuxing shouted coldly standing alone on the building.

"Old man, you are too deceitful!" A hysterical voice rang out from inside the Chen mansion, and a group of guards rushed out of the mansion, rushing frantically towards the soldiers on the street.

The sergeants were expressionless, looking at the turbulent guards in front of them without any timidity, waving their sabers, and no one retreated.

"Kill!" A sergeant yelled, rushed into the group of guards, slashed with his saber, a wisp of aura fluctuated, pierced into the body of the guard, twisted his saber, blood splattered, and he was lifeless.

Chilla

The saber was drawn out, bringing up a large pool of blood, and the sergeant rushed to the next guard without stopping.

The guards were frightened, and the hand holding the sword trembled faintly, but they did not retreat.

Although they have never been on the battlefield, they are honed from life and death. They tremble because they are afraid of death. They don't want to lose their lives here.

The sergeant laughed coldly, ignored the trembling of the guards, and killed mercilessly.

They are members of the army and should belong to the empire, but in their hearts, they know who they belong to!

They can't forget, the aggrieved back then!

"Kill!" The sergeants went crazy, armed with sabers, shrouded in traces of aura, charged into the guards with the anger of the past, and slashed ruthlessly.

噗

Blood was splashed, screams were repeated, and the entire street was in chaos.

The guard's long sword pierced the sergeant's body. The sergeant didn't cry out in pain, and his face showed no trace of fear. The saber in his hand slashed fiercely at the person in front of him without stopping.

The sergeants went crazy, but most of them showed cheerful smiles, and some even laughed out loud.

Only they know what they are laughing at.

Looking at the dying brothers beside them, the sergeants did not cry bitterly or shed tears for the first time, but smiled excitedly: "Haha, are you satisfied? Can you go well this time?"

"Haha, I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied..." When they were dying, these people didn't have any regrets or panic, but they were more energetic than usual.

More energetic than ever, but at the moment of death.

Xu Wuxing looked at the sergeant below, his eyes were slightly closed, and tears flowed unconsciously.

Pointing the butcher knife at the compatriots, killing compatriots so freely, is this what soldiers should have?

Xu Wuxing was confused, looking at the sergeants below, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago, the first time he took over this group of invisible sergeants.

It is precisely because of their existence that Xu Wuxing is always reminded that he doesn't understand them, and he is not as good as his second brother.

"15 years?" A sergeant with a wrinkled face raised his head, wiped the blood on his face, and asked a question.

"It's been 15 years." The rest of the sergeants seemed to have remembered something, a surge of resentment rose from the bottom of their hearts, roared into everyone's ears, and rushed towards the guards.

"You bastards, after 15 years, you finally have a chance." The sergeants laughed wildly, completely ignoring the existence of Xu Wuxing, and they frantically hacked and killed the group of guards, that is, the bastards in their mouths.

Inside the Chen Mansion, Mr. Chen knocked on the stone table with a gloomy expression, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes: "Let the Luo family and the Ma family send someone here."

"Yes." A servant retreated in response, and slipped quietly through the back door.

Xu Wuxing looked at the Chen Mansion in front of him. He knew that the Chen Mansion had a back door, but he didn't let anyone block it.

Now, he finally knows what this group of sergeants want. What they want is not just to survive, but just an explanation!

An explanation to my second brother!

Xu Wuxing smiled bitterly. After 15 years of watching this group of people, he finally understood what they wanted.

Blood stained the streets red, corpses fell in pools of blood, no one paid attention.