Chapter 43 Do you want to learn the peerless sword?

Ling Yun nodded, no longer had the appearance of the hippie smiling face at the beginning, and then turned into the original mysterious and unfathomable image of a strong man, "Cangjin

, like the arrival of Jiusha Youluo, the surrounding grass and trees turned into black ash, killing without blood, and all of them dissipated like a touch of green smoke. That's what I said, right?

"Well, that's right. You also said that although it is very mysterious, it is not a transition between burning rainbows, sparrows and vigor. You just need to learn the transition of real death."

Ling Yun looked at Qingyu more admiringly. This young man who remembered everything after he said it once. Is he born to be so** for martial arts and swordsmanship?

"Yes, although I said that these three moves are in no order, people who have learned or haven't learned only seen these three moves have vaguely listed Cangjin as the most terrible of the three moves, and also vaguely used Cangjin as the third move, and burning rainbows and sparrows have their own domineering and have their own sword effects."

Qing Yu asked curiously,

"So, is it still the most horrible?"

Ling Yun shook his head and denied Qing Yu's idea,

"You still forgot that I told you that this is a move that hurts both sides, killing 1,000 people and losing 500. Even if you kill the other party, you will be half dead. If someone still exists, you will not even have the strength to walk. At this time, what's the difference between you and the dead?

Qing Yu was shocked. If she encountered this situation, it would only be a dead end.

"This move is a group killing swordsmanship used when you meet a lot stronger than yourself or a group of strong people with comparable strength, but if you meet a few opponents who are stronger than yourself, it is not as good as the wind snow dragon."

Qing Yu nodded after hearing this. Ling Yun's predecessor is worthy of being a person who has been to the battlefield of gods and demons. These experiences may be only a small battle for Ling Yun himself, but it is of great help to Qing Yu, a small newcomer. But since this trick is so dangerous, it's better not to use it. What does Ling Yun mean by saying this to himself?

"So Ling Yun, do you mean...?"

Ling Yun laughed,

"But I didn't say one thing. This is a special case, a special case that I have never thought of in my life. With this special case, Lin Tian's swordsmanship will not fall to this point."

Qing Yu raised his eyebrows curiously and asked,

"What point?"

There seemed to be a change of spirit in Ling Yun's eyes, looming. Staring at Qingyu made Qingyu uncomfortable. The ecstasy and enthusiasm in Ling Yun's eyes made Qingyu curious. What surprised him so much? I only heard Ling Yun say,

"This is you!!"

Qing Yu was shocked and asked angloatingly,

"What's going on? What does this have to do with me?"

Ling Yun smiled unfathomably,

"You, Qingyu, you are the descendant of the Sword God and the person of the Sword Gate. You are the special case I said. With you, why don't worry that the Sword God can't rise to glory of those years, haha"

Qing Yu became more and more strange and quickly asked,

"You mean that this Lintian swordsmanship is powerful on me..."

"Yes, this move is simply born for you. You are born domineering. In addition, the giant mouse elixir carries the image of a dragon to practice this domineering swordsmanship. Others can't do it, but you can!!"

Qingyu's heart was shocked. Is it true that he could learn peerless swordsmanship? He seemed to not believe that it was true and quickly asked,

"Why is that?"

Ling Yun laughed and scolded,

"Where has your usual wisdom and wisdom go? Are you happy and stupid now? When you fight against my burning rainbow, only your system can resist, and if you are strong, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and you will get twice the result with half the effort when you use it. What a miracle the Dragon God is next to the Rat King Neidan. Why didn't I think of it back then?

"If you discuss with the descendants of the Dragon God in those years, the two veins and relatives, the child born must be strong, coupled with the strength of my sword god's Lintian swordsmanship, sparrowing and burning rainbow. Twenty years later, there will be a group of powerful new forces. Don't worry about the rampant demon gate!!" It took a long time to say lightly,

"It doesn't matter, maybe this is fate. At that time, Ling Wu and I were separated when we were young, and we didn't know where to find our brotherhood, and how could we consider these things?"

"Hey, hey, hey"

Three consecutive sighs made Qingyu see how regretful and melancholy Ling Yun was. His brother died thousands of miles away, and his sword god was almost extinct. He fought and desperately all day long, walking on the battlefield lined with bloody corpses. The first thing he thought of was his brother, his own Relatives, their friends, missing and resentment for the enemy completely filled the whole heart and brain. There is no time to study such the first strange in history, such domineering sword skills that will almost kill people.

He is also a strong man who has experienced a hundred years. He immediately replied to these past events and looked at Qingyu with a little expectation in his eyes.

"Qing Yu, I think you are surprised at your bones. You are a martial arts wizard like no other. Now that you have this inner elixir, how can you refine such strange things at the level of a small swordsman, but the blood flood of burial, coupled with your frequent injuries and the situation of death many times, has led you to refine this inner elixir in your own body in advance, and on the verge of death, which can be the greatest stimulation of yourself. A wonderful way to function your body. Many capable and strong people can't do this. The first reason is that their brains are stupid. Without your smart wisdom, they are not enough to specify their own situation and the enemy. The second reason is that they are afraid of death. People in the world are afraid of death. They would rather carefully practice a safe swordsmanship and skills that can slowly improve their strength. I don't want to feel the secrets of heaven and earth at the verge of death.

"Of course, I'm not saying that you are not afraid of death, but that you can integrate wisdom, luck and skills and use them together. This is a powerful tactical strategy, which is why you can still stand here alive."

Qing Yu nodded. He knew that he was really lucky. In the face of the elder Shi Min, the suffering of the corpses, Murong Qiushui, and even the white wolf and Murong River, he did not die, but lived well. But who can speak accurately, clearly and clearly?

Will he move his head the next moment?

At the next moment, will he die without a whole body?

He is also in suspense, right. It can only be described by a suspended word. Others can't imagine how nervous and scared he was when he was facing Shi Min, the enemy who killed his mother. He was the first time in two generations that he hated a person so much and planned to kill a person. When he met the Rat King, he was afraid that he could not go out alive.

When he saw the elder who cut off his sword with one palm, he was almost heartbroken. If it hadn't been for Ling Wu's reminder and his remaining consciousness, he would have died on the spot. This has to be said to be a kind of luck, and it has to be said to be the blessing of fate.

Murong Qiushui wanted to kill this overpowerful young man at that time. At that time, Qingyu was just a young man picked up by the suzerain. In the clan, he just helped. It didn't have much effect on eating, sleeping and eating. If he was killed by Murong Qiushui on the spot, Qingyu absolutely believed that Murong He just wanted to use this as an excuse. Expelling Murong Qiushui was his real purpose, but he himself became a variable.

The most dangerous battle is the battle between the white wolf and the black leader Murong He. If he hadn't kept more attention, Zhiliu and Xiong Kun would have died anyway. He was one of the top ten masters under Shuramon. How can that be compared with a nobody like him?

In addition, he picked up his life in the hands of the corpse and plotted the dark melt, which was a dangerous and dangerous battle. This can hardly be said to be a battle, but unilaterally abused, with a survival rate of 1%, and that 1% actually favored Qing Yu.

Ling Yun looked at the young man with relief. Although his son was also excellent, he often waited for the rabbit to sit in the well and watch the sky at Jianmen. How could he compare with this young man?

Whether it is courage, momentum, martial arts, swordsmanship, comprehension, luck, wisdom... There is no way to compare. But Ling Yun did not feel sad for his son, because Qingyu was his brother's apprentice and had his brother Ling Wu's shocking snow sword. He had an inextricable relationship with Jianmen and sword god.

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