Dragon Blood Valkyrie

Chapter 928
Hong Chengtong seemed like a muddleheaded person, so he was a little out of tune when he spoke.

Fengyun smiled lightly, and didn't say much about this question.

In fact, how could Fengyun not know that this Hong Chengtong was trying to change his ways and wanted to teach him some kung fu.

However, if Hong Chengtong said it directly, Feng Yun might really pass on some kung fu to him. However, Hong Chengtong pretended to be like this and made side-effects, so Feng Yun simply pretended that he didn't know it at all.

Chatting with Hong Chengtong without saying a word.

Later, Hong Chengtong already gritted his teeth and scratched his ears anxiously, but Fengyun never brought up that question.

Until the end, Hong Chengtong finally let go of his face and said, "Little brother Feng, who did you learn this kung fu from? It's so amazing."

Fengyun chuckled, in fact, when Fengyun walked out of Feng's house, he had already thought about how to answer this question.

Most of Fengyun's actions were with swords, so he naturally thought of several master swordsmen from the Southern Dynasty.

However, according to some rumors and Fengyun's analysis of their battle legends, these people probably have few opponents if they only fight with swords.

And even if there are a few masters who can fight with him, their swordsmanship cannot be the same as that of the Potian Nine Swords, which emphasizes breaking and speed.

Until Fengyun heard the name of the sword demon Ling Jiutian, Ling Jiutian, who was born 30 years ago, was called a generation of sword demon, with extremely fast sword skills, it is almost impossible to see his sword.

The spiritual power of the sword technique and the way of destruction are also extremely powerful.

"My master is the Sword Demon!" Feng Yun said with a chuckle.

"Sure enough, sure enough, several generals guessed yesterday that you are the closed disciple of Senior Sword Demon." Hong Chengtong said hastily.

Fengyun smiled lightly and said, "Really?"

"Of course, yes, little brother Feng, I, Hong Chengtong, use knives. Can you tell me how powerful the Hong family's thirteen knives are?" Hong Chengtong said hastily.

Fengyun nodded slightly.

swipe...

Most of Hong Chengtong's saber techniques are obtained from experience in the battlefield. Although they have a certain lethality, they are not really fierce and domineering saber techniques.

Knife, known as the tyrant of short weapons, naturally has its reasons.

However, Hong Chengtong's sword didn't have that domineering spirit at all.

Fengyun smiled lightly, and said: "You don't seem to be Hong's thirteen swords, but hacking and killing thirteen swords indiscriminately, right?"

"This…"

Before Hong Chengtong joined the Jiyuan City Army, he was just an ordinary farmer, so how could he know martial arts.

This is indeed hacking and killing thirteen knives.

Feng Yun chuckled, and said: "Although your hacking and killing knife skills are messy, it's not without lethality, it's just that your knife has no spirit, no spirit, and no bully in the knife.

I once learned a kind of martial art called Slaughtering Saber Technique, but this martial art has not really been perfected.

So I will pass on three of them to you. In the future, you can comprehend and improve them by yourself. "

"Thank you, brother Feng!" Hong Chengtong said excitedly.

The Slaughtering Knife Technique is the one that Fengyun comprehended with the Slaughtering Knife back then.

In fact, in the original world, the effect of the sword technique is not great. It is just that the powerful energy in the body is injected into the knife with a special method of operation, so that the slaughter knife can exert greater power, break the sky, and split the starry sky.

"Slaughter knife technique, smash a knife!"

Fengyun grabbed Hong Chengtong's saber and stabbed it straight out, the aura circulated and the tip of the saber trembled.

bump…

A moment ahead, the poplar tree immediately snapped, and where the knife tip pointed, sawdust flew across.

"Second trick, chopping the stars and chopping the moon!"

The knife rises and falls according to the trend, relying on the rotation of the body, it directly splits a stubborn rock on the ground.

"The third move is to assassinate Xiao Shou!"

The three moves are done in one go, if there are many enemies, even tight body is extremely difficult.

Although the knife method is simple, it is direct and effective.

With aura, it is extremely powerful and domineering.

Hong Chengtong on the opposite side was stunned.

Fengyun continued: "Although these three sabers look simple, they need to closely integrate every movement of oneself with the saber in hand, so the power exerted is extremely powerful.

If you can practice these three swords proficiently, I can guarantee that no one will be able to get close to you when you enter a thousand-man enemy army, and killing the enemy is naturally a no-brainer. "

"What a strong three swords." Hong Chengtong said in a daze.

Fengyun took out the paper again, and handed over to Hong Chengtong a kind of kung fu for practicing Qi Rongling, saying: "Practice with this, and after ten years, you will not be weaker than me now."

"Ten years?" Hong Chengtong was a little discouraged, but when he thought of Fengyun being able to take the head of the opponent's general in the midst of thousands of troops, he suddenly became excited.

"Thank you little brother Feng." Hong Chengtong said hastily.

Feng Yun chuckled and said, "You don't need to thank me."

"By the way, little brother Feng, I'm not a literati like Yang Miao, so I don't want to go around if I have something to say. I want to ask you, are you really a general in the begging army?" Hong Chengtong asked.

Fengyun glanced at Hong Chengtong suspiciously, and said, "Why do you ask this question?"

Hong Cheng said: "I was in Jiyuan City, and I have heard many times about the heroic deeds of the Qihuo army. They are the real backbone of the northern army against the Hulu army. So if the young master is the general of the Qihuo army, can you Will you be introduced into the begging army?"

Feng Yun shook his head and said: "I am not a member of the begging army, but a big man in the begging army has some connections with me."

"So that's the case. Then, he gave you that wooden order?" Hong Chengtong continued to ask.

Fengyun nodded.

"Brother Feng, can you stay in our Jiyuan City? With you sitting here, the Tartar army will never dare to invade again." Hong Chengtong said.

Feng Yun shook his head and said, "My world is not here, so I can't stay in any place for a long time."

"Your world?" Hong Chengtong looked at Fengyun suspiciously.

Feng Yun looked up into the distance, and said: "There are some things, it's better that you don't know."

As soon as Feng Yun's words fell, Wang Lang had already rushed from a distance with a commander in chief, several commanders in chief and three staff members.

Among them was Yang Miao.

There was a calm smile on the corner of Fengyun's mouth.

Wang Lang stepped forward and said: "Wang was blind to see Mount Tai yesterday, so he hoped that Little General Feng would not hold grudges in his heart?"

Fengyun chuckled, and said: "I like to hold grudges, but you...forget it, I don't really care about it."

"you…"

Behind Wang Lang, a burly man wanted to speak angrily, but was stared back by Wang Lang.

"Young General Feng is fine if you don't bear any grudges. I have already hosted a banquet in the mansion, and I invite Little General Feng to show me your face." Wang Lang lowered his dignity and said.

Feng Yun chuckled, but did not refuse, and said, "I still have a sister here."

"Sentimental!" Yang Miao said.

Feng Yun turned his head and looked, Yu Yanqiu had already walked out.

She has a graceful figure and a handsome face.

"Sister, let's go!" Fengyun said to Yanqiu.

(End of this chapter)