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The more he moved, the more he moved.

Ning Chuan was extremely fast. He rushed to the front of the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast in one step. He waved his arm and performed the Three Cuts in One Moment again.

Boom!

In the deafening thunderstorm, the Silver Blood Saber turned into three dazzling silver lights and slashed at the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast.

One hit the front.

The other two attacked from the side.

All were incredibly fast!

Like lightning striking in the night sky.

Clang!

Sparks flew everywhere.

The Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast waved its front paws and defeated the silver light in front.

It didn't have time to wave its paws again to block the other two silver lights.

However, the body of the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast trembled, and dozens of spikes flew out, swiftly and powerfully.

It only took more than ten spikes to shake off the two silver lights that attacked from the side.

The remaining spikes, whistling in the wind, shot towards Ningchuan rapidly.

"Lightning Slash!"

Facing the spikes, Ningchuan's eyes were calm, and he swung out silver blood with force.

Ding Ding Dang Dang!

As a silver light with an arc emerged, all the spikes were cut off, and the broken ends were flat, falling to the ground.

"The speed of three cuts in an instant is still not fast enough to break through the spikes shot by the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast."

Ningchuan analyzed calmly while swinging his sword to fight.

Although the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast would also be injured if it shot out spikes.

But, it has nearly ten thousand spikes on its body.

It is obvious that it can last for a long time.

"Use the Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain!"

Ningchuan said in his heart.

Although this martial art has not reached the perfect state, it has also been very subtle. After more than ten slashes, the speed can exceed the lightning slash, which can shorten the time to kill the poisonous arrow beast.

After all, this is a hunting ground for fierce beasts, full of dangers. If it is delayed, something unexpected may happen.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan was very decisive. He shook his wrist and immediately changed his martial arts.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Silver blood kept falling, and the air was torn apart like cloth.

However, because the slashing speed of the previous Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain was not fast enough, Ning Chuan could only swing his sword to defend and concentrate on blocking the flying spikes.

In a short period of time, it is difficult to pose a threat to the poisonous arrow beast.

Suddenly, Ning Chuan's eyes flashed.

In his mind, the prompt sound rang like a spring.

"The Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain has been provoked many times, and I am extremely furious. I feel ruthless and enter a state of enlightenment!"

"The speed of practicing Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain has increased dramatically!"

"The progress has increased by 20%!"

"The progress has increased by 20%!

...

Related insights have flooded into my brain one after another, and Ning Chuan's mastery of Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain has increased rapidly.

"Kill! "

Ning Chuan had a strong psychological quality and was not happy about it. His eyes were full of coldness when he looked at the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast.

He held the Silver Blood in his hand and continued to perform the Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain.

The cold light flashed, illuminating the night.

One knife was faster than the other!

The sound of the wind was almost connected into a line, and the leaves in the forest were shaken and fell.

Soon, the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast fell into a disadvantage.

The spikes shot out were not enough to hurt Ning Chuan, let alone defend against the Silver Blood's slashes.

"The Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain have accumulated enough, and I have gained some insights, and I have been promoted to the expert level! "

A cold reminder sounded.

The speed of the silver blood swung by Ning Chuan suddenly increased, and the cold light it dragged was dazzling in the dark night.

Puff!

A muffled sound.

The silver blood fell, leaving a huge knife wound on the shoulder of the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast, deep enough to see the bone, and bright red blood splashed out like a fountain.

"Roar! "

The intense pain came, the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast roared in anger, no longer rational, the chest muscles suddenly tensed, and shot out a large number of spikes.

There were hundreds of them!

They wanted to pierce Ning Chuan and kill him completely!

Ning Chuan looked indifferent, not panicking at all.

Dang!

As soon as hundreds of spikes left the body, the sword in Ning Chuan's hand had already fallen.

With a crisp sound, the spikes were cut off in unison.

Then.

Another cold light lit up.

Ning Chuan swung out the silver blood sword again, as fast as thunder, and with a puff, a large piece of blood splashed on the left side of the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast.

"Progress increased by 10%!"

"Progress increased by 10%! "

……

The enlightenment of the Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain has not yet ended.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Ning Chuan continued to strike with his sword, with amazing momentum, one sword after another, the attack was surging, like a rainstorm washing down the sky, covering the sky and the earth, constantly hitting the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast, leaving serious wounds on its body.

"Woo!"

The Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast was completely

Blood was dripping from its body, it roared in despair, its voice was desolate.

It wanted to escape, but it couldn't.

It couldn't match Ning Chuan's speed.

It wanted to fight, but it couldn't.

Ning Chuan's swordsmanship was sharp, and the spikes shot by the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast couldn't hurt him at all.

Even as time passed, the spikes just stood up, a flash of cold light flashed, and it was cut off by the Silver Blood Sword.

"The accumulation of Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain is enough, and I have some insights, and I have been promoted to the perfect realm!"

"Progress increased by 7%!"

"The enlightenment of Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain is over!"

The prompt sounded in my mind.

Immediately.

Ning Chuan's control over Thirty-Six Slashes of Heavy Rain reached a new level.

Chi!

Ning Chuan swung his right arm and slashed diagonally with a knife, so fast that it left a residual shadow.

The sound of breaking through the air was extremely sharp!

The airflow alone tore the nearby grass vines apart.

Puff!

Amidst the muffled sound, a large stream of blood gushed out, and a huge head flew high.

Ning Chuan beheaded it with one sword!

The Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast fell at his feet.

"The Thirty-Six Slashes of the Rainstorm is worthy of being comparable to S-level martial arts, it is indeed powerful!"

Ning Chuan sighed in his heart.

The sword he used to kill the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast was only the twenty-seventh slash of the Thirty-Six Slashes of the Rainstorm.

There were nine faster slashes later.

You know.

The Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast is a second-level beast!

At the same time.

Base.

On the big screen, Ning Chuan's score suddenly increased by 1,000 points, directly surpassing two people and coming to the top of the list!

The crowd watching was instantly boiling, unbelievable.

It is still a few hours before midnight.

Ning Chuan took less than a day to reach the top!

"Jiang Moyu, are you slapping me in the face?!"

In the crowd, Song Shiyu raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Ningchuan not only caught up with the second place, but also stepped on you by the way!"

Jiang Moyu had a gloomy face and didn't say anything.

"It turned out to be the second-level beast, the Ten Thousand Poison Arrow Beast!"

Song Shiyu clicked his tongue, looked at Jiang Moyu, and said with a smile: "If I were you, I would apologize immediately when Ningchuan came back. You were the first to say that Ningchuan was greedy for life and afraid of death."

"What if I said it!"

Jiang Moyu showed a trace of sneer at the corner of his mouth and said: "Ningchuan just took advantage of the pressure of the Eternal Night King Body!"

He stayed in front of the ranking for a while and heard many warrior students say so.

Song Shiyu said with a smile: "What's wrong with the Eternal Night King Body being powerful? Ningchuan will definitely become a knight in the future. Can you do it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Moyu snorted coldly.

It's difficult to become a knight. No matter how proud he is, he dare not say that he can do it 100%.

However, he comes from a family of divine generals and is a fearless knight.

"The future is the future, now is now!

Jiang Moyu's expression turned cold, and he said: "It is an ironclad fact that Ningchuan can't beat me now. Does he dare to come to me for an explanation!"

"Uh..."

Song Shiyu blinked.

He was too familiar with this sense of déjà vu.

"Jiang Moyu, I advise you that the last person who said this to Ningchuan is now lying in the hospital of the base!"