The Retirement of the Demon Lord

For example, the three masked men who are currently fighting with Li Mengyao, each learn a set of sword skills and a set of leg skills.

Although I don't know whether they practiced the leg technique or the sword technique first, in a word, the two martial arts, the upper and lower martial arts, were the most remarkable.

Needless to say, swordsmanship is divided into two types: light work and actual combat. But no matter which one you learn, you can effectively make your own body more flexible.

"No money to laugh, you first bring Xiyang to leave!"

There is no money to laugh at the side and watch with relish, and this is the reason why he has no intention of shooting. Look, Li Damei still has the energy to look back and care about him. It can be seen that she can handle it, so Mei Qianxiao is relieved to be a melon eater.

Wow, the masked man should be using the purple air from the Huashan faction. It's big, round and ups and downs...Ahem, it's not good to see Li Damei fighting, if you're not careful, you can't focus your eyes. What was that stuff used for? oh, whatever...

Anyway, brother doesn't want to run away for the time being, let's watch it for a while, ah, Li Damei's strike! Heck, good knife! ...

After all, an instant master is just an instant master, and it is more than enough, and it takes time to accumulate the heat of superior martial arts. Li Mengyao had a tenth of the difficulty in dealing with them, and it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Suddenly there was a "dong" sound next to him, and his eyebrows were slightly different. He didn't notice anyone approaching! Turning his head suddenly, he found that the bodyguard Piggs who was standing not far from Enke suddenly rolled his eyes and vomited blood and fell down.

Enke was very frightened by him. In Enke's eyes, Piggs and Grand should be invincible masters. The successive falls today caused a big crack in his worldview.

That's normal too.

They don't learn martial arts at the western end, especially the martial arts such as mind art, and they learn all kinds of external skills such as fighting, swordfighting, knives, axes, spears and hammers. As he said before, external exercises train people's physical strength. In the past ten years, people who practiced external exercises were much stronger than those who practiced internal exercises, and their efficiency was indeed higher than those who practiced internal exercises.

In addition, there is also a talent for practicing internal skills. Diligence can make up for one's lack of ability, and it is difficult to say the upper limit. It's different when you practice external exercises. Your muscles won't ignore your efforts. You can practice day after day. Your skills are not necessarily high, but your strength will actually increase.

Therefore, for the vast majority of ordinary people, it is a better choice to specialize in external skills. After all, not everyone has the perfect talent, and the opportunity to envy others, not everyone in the martial arts sect accepts it, and not everyone will teach the sect's mind. The superior internal methods of the sect must be examined before they are taught.

Therefore, gambling luck, it is better to rely on your own hands to work hard.

That's how it is on the western side. In ancient times, some people developed some methods of cultivating the absorption, breathing, and absorption, which were the prototype of the inner strength mental method, but not many people could persevere, and it was even rarer to finally become an expert in inner strength. Westerners who pursue high efficiency will soon basically give up any **** to absorb, and they can't beat the muscles they have developed after lifting a month's iron.

Afterwards, they went out of control on the way to practice foreign qigong... They were of a different race from the people of the Central Plains. They were taller and taller, with longer arms and stature. The efficiency of only practising foreign qigong was very high. Therefore, many of their powerful warriors use big axes and iron spears as weapons... Not to mention the weight of weapons, they can still move freely even if they wear iron armor. After a long time, these fighting and heavy weapons have gradually extended to many skills, and there are still some skills in addition to one force, which should not be underestimated.

For example, the wrestling masters on the Mongolian side can be regarded as masters of foreign skills and have unique skills. The ordinary martial arts warriors in the Central Plains will definitely not be able to beat them.

In this horizontal comparison, the combat power of the middle and low-level people in the Central Plains is compared with that of the opponent, but the Western warriors have the upper hand. Middle and low-level martial arts warriors, their internal strength has not yet been fully developed, and their external skills are inherently inferior. When they fight with them, they can't even cut through the armor they wear, so how can they win.

But compared to the combat power above the middle and high level, the experts in the Central Plains must have beaten the Western continent. Like those masters who have already mastered their internal skills, they can easily beat your **** out with one palm down through the iron armor.

After all, martial arts masters are still very rare. How many of these Westerners have they seen? Even if some people have heard of it and passed it back, people outside the ocean will just take it as a fantasy story.

Therefore, in the eyes of Prince Enke, Piggs and Grand, the two strong men of the Western continent, suddenly appear weak in the Central Plains, and it must be difficult to relieve them.

Mei Qianxiao didn't know why Piggs suddenly fell down. He has always been paying attention to all directions. There is no flying poison, no hidden weapons, and no one close. This guy can't help but be blown down by the wind!

Mei Qianxiao walked over to check Piggs, probed her nose and carotid arteries with her fingers, and really hung up...

Since there was no obvious trauma on Piggs, he sneaked a little bit of inner strength to go in to check, and was surprised to find that Piggs' internal organs seemed to have been cut by a blade, and he was full of scars... This kind of injury can't be seen from the outside, of course, but not a single one. The dog will be taken... At that time, Piggs should only feel inexplicable pain in his body, and he couldn't shout, and then gradually he couldn't hold it anymore.

It was caused by the slashing by the guy called the puppet on the bow just now... The saber qi that was scattered by Li Mengyao was still dangerous and dangerous. The guy who had no inner strength couldn't protect his heart, and the stern sabre qi was like the inside of his body. The weak internal organs are still sharp... If he hadn't felt that the sword style was being used strangely, Enke would have died tragically on the spot!

The power of this evil sword actually made Mei Qianxiao feel terrified!

"What's wrong with him!" Enke didn't dare to step forward, fell to the ground and asked tremblingly.

The look he looked at Piggs was not worried, but more like fear... Is this the look of a dead important subordinate?

Mei Qianxiao saw through it but didn't say it, what happened to people who came from the West, and now he has a headache in order to uproot the party of the Netherworld, and he didn't want to delve into the mess of the West.

"Dead." Mei Qianxiao said angrily.

Enke didn't speak, but showed a panicked expression with a hint of relief, which was incomprehensible.

However, the sudden fall of Piggs caught the attention of the three masked men who were suppressed by Li Mengyao.

One of them may have noticed that Li Mengyao was a tough guy to fight. Seeing the handsome (?) soft feet on their side, he felt that the one on this side was a soft persimmon. Li Mengyao fought hard for a gap, hurriedly retreated, and charged towards Mei Qianxiao...

Seeing this scene, Mei Qianxiao was very disappointed...

He actually dared to rush towards him, obviously seeking death, which means that this guy doesn't know his details... He doesn't even know his details, you can imagine how many secrets these people in black can know about their own organization~www .readwn.com~ Even if he took a little effort to catch it, it would be a waste of energy.

The strict internal secrecy of the Nether Dust Party is really disappointing.

Mei Qianxiao didn't intend to reveal his identity on such a nameless person, so he secretly took off the Western musket from Piggs' waist, and dragged Enke around in Li Mengyao's worried cries. Then he pretended to be caught up, flashed a few sword moves, pretended to be kicked, and pulled the trigger when he fell...

The next step is the very boring process of searching the body... The man in black was not dead after being shot and fell, but he immediately shattered the poison in his back teeth. Mei Qianxiao didn't stop it, this kind of **** died when he died, so he should pay for his sin of being a tiger in this life.

As expected, there was nothing on the corpse, even the sword in his hand was of a rotten street style, and there was no useful information left.

Not long after, Mei Qianxiao sat on the ground and watched Li Mengyao and Jiaolong rush back. Seeing that they were empty-handed, they knew there was nothing to gain.

Mei Qian smiled and sighed, and he couldn't tell whether he chose the long-term resources of Gongweisi this time instead of greedy for immediate achievements, whether it was the right choice...

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