God-slaughtering King

Nanmen Feng didn't expect that ye Yixi's sword idea still had four sword moves. These four sword moves have no beginning or end. They are only the short four moves in the middle. The sword move is unknown. Nanmen Feng also named this sword move after the last one. This sword move is Linquan sword style.

Linquan sword style is not a killing move. The four moves are just to protect the body. The first half step is more than enough, and there is no spare strength. The sword moves are thousands of different, but they don't change the sword meaning of Linquan sword style. They only defend but don't attack.

"Sword move?!" Nanmen Feng casually took a sword flower and looked at the Xuanling jade machine in his hand, but he was in a trance. In fact, in the last life, Nanmen Feng practiced the method of Taoist cultivation. He operated the meridians with aura to achieve real yuan and solidify. Then he became a baby and broke the gate of heaven. The method of Taoist cultivation is not only Shu mountain, but also all schools have their own rules and methods, but they all belong to one vein. Therefore, even if there are any problems in practice, you can refer to the previous Scriptures for solutions.

Only sword cultivation and martial arts cultivation can be attributed to the one pulse of body cultivation. Not only are there few scriptures, it can even be said that the inheritance is broken. Nanmenfeng thinks he is extraordinary, but he is not crazy enough to set up a school.

"Just..." Nanmen Feng slowly let go of the Xuanling jade machine in his hand, and then the Xuanling jade machine stood empty. This is not the art of defending the sword, but the meaning of the sword. This feeling is ethereal and unspeakable. Nanmen Maple didn't believe so much. Just now, it's really a small achievement of the sword's intention. The sword moves with the will and goes with everything.

Since the dark green dragon tripod was taken away by the old man with a long beard, Nanmen Maple has broken his practice. Although because the cultivation of huayingjing has condensed the yuan body, and the red Dan book has been turned into red iron to wrap the meridians, Nanmen Maple can protect the yuan body from worry for a while, so as not to be as weak as when he was a teenager, but there is no possibility of practice.

But now the sword idea that ye Yixi talked about with him in the sword pool suddenly came into being, which made Nanmen Maple hesitate.

"How to cultivate the sword?" the maple in the South Gate thought. Xuanling jade machine stood in front of him. One person and one sword looked at each other for a long time. The intention of the sword was no more than that of using the real yuan to resist the sword. There was no perception and no flow of the real yuan. It was just the generation of the mind.

When Nanmen Feng read this, he moved in his heart, "since it's the intention of the sword, why don't I try to understand the thoughts of the sword?"

At this point, the maple in the South Gate pinched his sword and pointed directly at Xuanling jade machine. He closed his eyes and didn't say a word. He felt the slightest emotion in his heart, "why did he live? Why did he move?"

The wind at night was with a trace of cold. The maple at the south gate closed his eyes and didn't say a word. Bursts of breeze caressed his hair. Xuanling jade machine stood in front of him for a long time.

It seemed that with a slight sigh, the Xuanling jade machine fell to the ground. Nanmen Feng smiled at this, "the meaning of this sword is ethereal... Where should I find it..."

On such a thought, he was a little dejected. Nanmen Feng readily aroused the Xuanling jade machine on the ground, and then held the sword dance. He didn't know the move, the time, the frightening sword Qi and the amazing sword momentum.

The sword move rose from the moon. It was the next morning when the sword was collected. The sun was in the East and the purple air came from the East.

At that moment, the maple in the South Gate suddenly moved, and then raised the Xuanling jade machine. The sword was purple, which coincided with the first purple air in the morning light.

"Is this joy?" Nanmen Feng felt a burst of joy for no reason. The sword seemed to connect with his own mind. "Is this the meaning of the sword?"

Between the words, Nanmen Maple took a sword flower in his hand, which was ordinary, but vaguely, Nanmen Maple felt that the track of the sword seemed to be slightly different from that of Changri, but he didn't know what the difference was.

"Where are we going today?" Nanmen Feng was feeling a trace of imperceptible joy on the sword. Shi Qing walked out of the room.

"Let's have a try?" Nanmen Fengyou said casually without realizing it.

Shi Qing frowned, looked at Nanmen Feng and said, "are you crazy? What are you competing for early in the morning?"

Nanmen Feng smiled and pointed the Xuanling jade machine at Shi Qing. Then the sword moved like a willow. Although it was slow, it made Shi Qing's face change greatly.

"Earth Spirit is like a command! Hundred cracks!" Shiqing's words were directly and falsely led. A black rock wall suddenly appeared in front of him. Maple in the South Gate didn't feel the sword rising more than once, but when he came to the stone wall, the stone wall suddenly cracked.

Nanmen Feng's sword was too late to stop and defend himself. The black rock wall collapsed and suddenly turned into countless fist sized stones and directly attacked Nanmen Feng. Nanmen Feng's sword was no more than three steps away from Shi Qing. At this moment, how can he stop it at such a close distance?

Shi Qing frowned and was about to stop, but Nanmen Feng's slow sword move suddenly turned. The sword shadow was endless and the body shape remained unchanged. The boundless sword shadow not only smashed all the black rocks, but even danced and stacked them. For a moment, it smashed all the black rocks and picked them into a huge black rock ball with a sword.

"Amazing skills!" somehow Shiqing suddenly sighed in her heart.

The maple sword in the South Gate kept on rising, but he closed his eyes. "Sure enough, this is the Linquan sword style. The sword is like Linquan, the spring is born and the sword potential is not limited. The water is impermanent, and the movement is impermanent. It is called Linquan."

Nanmen Feng slowly opened his eyes, but then he beat the black rock ball with a sword, and a burst of fly ash suddenly rose between them. Nanmen Feng had already prepared, but he stepped back. Shi Qing's face was covered with dust by the flying ash, but he screamed for a moment.

"Well?" Nanmen Feng looked helplessly at Shi Qing in his arms.

"No." Shi Qing's words were still cold. Naturally, it's not intimate, just because there are no washing utensils in the room. Although Shi Qing ordered some water to wash her face, she stubbornly wanted to wipe it with nanmenfeng's clothes.

Nanmen Feng didn't care so much, but said, "today, let's go out and see the business gang in Donglin city. White bear and Lingqi are a little conspicuous, so we won't take them out."

"HMM." Shi Qing answered softly. He didn't tease Nanmen maple and got up straight. Nanmen Feng casually touched the gray black on Shiqing's forehead, "I didn't wash it here..."

Shi Qing raised her hand and clapped Nanmen Feng's hand, and went straight out. Nanmen Feng was speechless, but he just turned his mouth and followed up.

Although Nanmen Feng didn't know what happened to Yan Hua yesterday, he was oppressed by the power yesterday and even instigated the residual sword meaning on his face. Although the sword meaning dissipated at the moment, leaving only a shallow wound, it was difficult for Nanmen Feng to explore the power of the sword meaning.

Anyway, Donglin city still seems to be crowded, and all kinds of demon families in the street don't feel it. Nanmen Feng originally wanted to disguise a little, but seeing Shi Qing walking ahead, he remembered that the demon family seemed to be particularly sensitive to the smell, and now he also broke his mind.

Along the way, Shi Qing walked in front, but Nanmen Feng followed behind. I thought that since the girl led the way in front, she should also know the pattern of Donglin city. Unexpectedly, she took Nanmen Feng to a place where Yang Tong was executed. For a moment, Nanmen Feng was ashamed.

"Come with me." Nanmen Feng saw Shi Qing standing in front of the wall, but he was also helpless. He just called her back quietly.

"Why do you want to go with you?" Shi Qing stood at the end of the alley, as if he were stubborn.

Nanmen Feng frowned and said, "there's no way here. What else do you want?"

I don't know if she was angry with Nanmen Feng, but Shi Qing bit her lips, raised her hand directly, and immediately blasted away the wall at the end of the alley, "who said there was no way?"

Nanmen Feng looked at Shi Qing with a proud face. For a moment, he shook his head secretly. He was about to approach, but his feet were stagnant.

"Who did it!" behind the wall stood three demon families, one of which was a dog headed demon family, but shouted with a long knife at Nanmen Feng and Shiqing in the alley.

Seeing this, Nanmen Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at an arm pressed under the rubble of the wall, "..."

Nanmen Maple didn't speak, but Shi Qing walked quickly behind Nanmen maple, which meant to focus on Nanmen maple.

"Can you make a discussion?" Nanmen Feng didn't care about Shi Qing's teasing. For a moment, he also stood out and said.

The dog head demon family looked at the maple at the south gate, but then it waved its knife and said in a cold voice, "chop him, and the woman will stay."

Nanmen Feng picked his eyebrows when he heard this, and then whispered to Shi Qing behind him, "how about I hand you over?"

"Dare you?!" Shi Qing looked at Nanmen Maple with dissatisfaction.

A smile appeared on Nanmen Feng's face, and a purple light flashed across the alley. The chest of the two demon families rushed up was cold, but then they saw that the clothes in front of them were cracked a foot wide, and the purple light fell to the ground, but it was a long sword.

The dog headed demon clan dragged out the demon clan under the rubble. It was just strong and healthy. At the moment, it was carefree. It was angry when it saw two men standing in the lane, "get out of the way!"

As soon as the words fell, he got up with his knife and rushed to the South Gate maple.

"Watch his sword!" the two men shouted.

"Back off first." the visitor is about thirty years old. He has sharp edges and corners on his face, thin lips and high nose, deep eyebrows and heavy eyes. He is also very handsome, but there is a casual and happy color between his eyebrows and eyes, which looks a bit lazy. He was wearing a black royal coat without a crown. He just tied a long hair with a red head rope, which was as long as his waist, but it was also spiritual.

Nanmen Feng simply looked at the man and then said, "can you discuss it?"

The man smiled kindly, "yes, just call me Yuesheng."

Nanmen Feng picked his eyebrows when he heard the speech, but he didn't want to come to the name of the demon family. He also said, "Nanmen Feng, just now he knocked down the wall at the end of the alley and pressed your people. Let's have a look at the injured first."

"It's all right. It's just running errands with rough skin and thick flesh. If the earth rock and brick wall can crush him, where else can I put my face?" in addition to Yuesheng's words, there seems to be no worry but no anger.

Seeing this, Nanmen Feng was relieved, "since it is..."

"He's not hurt, but it's always your responsibility. Give him a small compensation." Yuesheng interrupted before Nanmen Feng finished his words.

The maple in the South Gate frowned at the speech. This is actually a good thing. After all, it is also a problem on his own side. However, Nanmen Feng has nothing to compensate for now. He simply opened his mouth and said, "can you give it later?"