Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 169 I'm already naked, it's your turn!
Paradise Villa.

"Brother Wu, how are you?"

"Hahaha, Brother Ning, you, you, how did you become so strong?!"

Feeling the terrifying blood energy from Ning Yan, Wu Dalang was completely shocked.

The last time Ning Yan came to help, although his fighting power was strong, the blood and energy in his body was less than one-third of his original body.

As a result, only half a month had passed, and his blood and energy had increased to three times its original amount!
In other words, in such a short period of time, the blood and energy in his body increased by more than nine times!

What kind of terrifying cultivation speed is this? !
Even when he was in the Futu Sect, he had never seen anything like this.

No matter how strong we become, we still have to be reasonable, right?

Seeing Wu Dalang's shocked expression, Ning Yan smiled slightly and said:

"During this period of time, I have had quite a few opportunities. I am sorry to have embarrassed you."

Come to think of it, he has been constantly strengthening his physique in recent days.

First, he drank a large amount of body-strengthening wine in Kurong Village.

After that, he devoured the essence of the king beast and practiced the last three levels of "Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body".

When integrating the Inscriptionless Stele, the body seemed to have been slightly strengthened.

Later on, he also practiced the "Bull Demon Body".

In addition, the blood and energy balls refined by the "Six Bloods Swallowing Heaven Technique" are also constantly exerting their power.

The accumulation of various buffs almost increased his physical strength to nearly ten times what it was when he left.

He is almost comparable to Yang Yanlong, the Qianyan Sect’s top seed whom I met on the way back.

This was the biggest confidence that enabled him to confront Xiongshan head-on.

As the peak violent master of the Xiongying Sect, Xiong Shan had an extremely strong physique, far beyond the ordinary peak violent masters. However, compared with the top true disciples of the three sects and four schools, he was still far behind, which was why he was suppressed all the way.

Unfortunately, that guy was too cautious, and the killing moves he knew were not enough, so he was unable to end the battle quickly.

However, once he arrives in Fulong and finds a way to make a large sum of money, he should be able to purchase some extremely powerful killing moves through the Wanfa Pavilion to completely make up for this shortcoming.

Because of Ning Yan's arrival, Wu Dalang prepared a grand welcoming banquet.

At the banquet, both sides drank and talked happily, and talked about many things that happened during their separation.

Although it was only a short period of half a month, the changes that took place during this period could be described as earth-shaking for the entire Paradise Villa.

The most crucial thing is the "Haha Kung Fu" deduced by Ning Yan. No, it should be called "Ji Le Kung Fu".

After changing to the "Er Li Gong", not only did my practice speed increase greatly, my entire mood became positive and uplifting, and most importantly, I no longer had the side effects of practicing the "Heart Sutra of the Lord of Suffering Who Exasperates and Wishes."

They no longer had to twitch in pain after every battle and had to find ways to take medicine.

Now, the mental outlook of all warriors in the whole village has been completely renewed. All kinds of laughter can be heard anytime and anywhere. Fellow disciples help each other, conflicts have become much less than before, and they have become more positive in looking at various affairs.

For example, when dealing with the experience of being cheated on in the past, many people have now become relieved and have chosen to let it go. They have started to pursue a new life, work hard to practice and become stronger, and meet new encounters.

People should not be bound by the past, and even less should they be bound by pain.

Of course, people are different after all.

Many people are able to let go of the past, but some people just can't.

But compared to the past when they vowed to kill everyone, their means of revenge have now become much milder.

For example, some disciples were cheated on by their wives, and now they would turn against the adulterers and turn them gay, making them cheat on their former wives. It is said that some women went crazy on the spot.

But this made them even more excited and happier, and their progress in practicing "Elysium Gong" also increased significantly.

This also means that there are now several more violent people in Ji Le Villa, and the recovery speed is far beyond Wu Dalang's expectations.

All this is thanks to Ning Yan!

Thinking of this, Wu Dalang led the warriors in the village to toast.

After drinking a lot, they started talking about their subsequent plans.

Knowing that Ning Yan was going to take revenge on the Xiongying Sect, everyone present started shouting:
"Take me one! Take me one!"

"The Bear Eagle Sect also attacked our villa last time!"

"You're right. All my good friends died at the hands of those Eagle Men. We must avenge them!"

……

Wu Dalang reached out to silence the crowd's shouting and said to Ning Yan:
"Brother Ning, you have also seen that our village has a strong hatred for the Xiongying Sect. To be honest, if we have the opportunity to take revenge, we will definitely not miss it.

This time, I just happened to run into you and you were going there for revenge. How about this, we send some people over and we can all go over there and give him a good beating?"

"This one……"

Ning Yan replied slowly:

"I understand the feelings of Brother Wu and all the brothers very well, but everyone should also know that the Bear Eagle Sect is not so easy to deal with. Not to mention that it can transform into a human bear or a human eagle, there are definitely many masters in the sect, and there may be other backgrounds.

Even if I wanted to take action, I wouldn't dare to just attack them directly. I could only use strategies such as sneak attacks.

After the last civil strife, your village has not yet fully recovered its strength. At this time, you should find ways to continue to grow and develop rather than fighting a desperate battle with external forces. Once the village weakens, it is likely to attract secret coveters.

Even if you don’t think about Zhuangzi, you should think about your brothers, relatives and friends.”

“Besides, we only have myself and two senior brothers here. We are few in number and highly mobile. Even if we are accidentally discovered by the Xiongying Sect, we can escape quickly. The Xiongying Sect can’t do anything to us.

On the contrary, it is your village, the mountain gate is located here. If we fail to completely wipe out the Xiongying Sect this time, we will surely be retaliated by the Xiongying Sect. How many people will die then?"

After hearing this, everyone regained their composure from the influence of alcohol.

In fact, there was one thing Ning Yan didn't say, which was that behind the Xiongying Sect stood a medicine grower named Wu Xuansong.

According to the inspection records in the golden book, Wu Xuansong is a real talent and has made great progress in cultivating the medicine field of Xiongyingmen. He can even score 80 points under the assessment standards of the medicine inspector. If the Xiongyingmen is to be destroyed, Wu Xuansong's existence must not be ignored.

He currently does not have the confidence to face a strong opponent.

Not to mention the Lingzhi Sect's internal energy, which has endless magical techniques and numerous amazing equipment, is far more powerful than the internal energy of small places.

Once provoked, it is likely to bring a devastating disaster to Paradise Villa.

"Brother Ning's words make sense. For the sake of the villa and our brothers, we must not send a large number of disciples to confront the Bear Eagle Sect head-on."

Wu Dalang said, then changed his words:
“However, although we cannot send a large number of disciples to attack head-on, it does not prevent us from sending a small number of elites to assist Brother Ning in disguise. This way, we can get revenge and vent our anger without having to worry about the Bear Eagle Sect coming to our door.

What do you think, Brother Ning?"

Ning Yan listened with some hesitation:
"This is very risky. If you are not careful, something bad will happen. It is difficult for me to guarantee your safety."

"Safety?"

Wu Dalang couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"Brother Ning, do you think we are children? As a warrior, you should bear all the consequences of your decisions.

Since we are willing to take action, we have already considered the risks involved. We do not need your guarantee or rescue.

If something goes wrong, we won’t drag anyone down.”

"But……"

Seeing that Ning Yan was still hesitant, Wu Dalang asked again:

"Brother Ning, you said you wanted to launch a surprise attack on the Bear Eagle Sect. How much do you know about the Bear Eagle Sect? Do you know their sect leader and elders? Do you know their special tricks? Do you know the path to the Bear Eagle Sect?"

Ning Yan shook his head slowly.

"That's it."

Wu Dalang laughed:
"Our villa is located right here, and the Xiongying Sect is nearby. Over the years, apart from the people of their own sect, I'm afraid we are the only ones who know more about the Xiongying Sect.

Now that we are here to help, your sneak attack on them will be more successful and will reduce all kinds of unexpected risks. This is not something that can be achieved by simply adding two or three more people."

Hearing this, Ning Yan responded in a deep voice:
"Now that you've come to this, I won't refuse anymore. Brother Wu, I'll have to trouble you all for your help this time!"

Faced with Ning Yan's solemn response, Wu Dalang did not waste any words and immediately started to select people.

Everyone was arguing over the selection quota and almost got into a fight on the spot.

Upon seeing this, Ning Yan quickly discussed the selection criteria with Wu Dalang.

There cannot be too many people, and their strength cannot be too weak. They must know some tricks of disguise and be bold but careful.

The people finally chosen were Chen Xiong and Fan Sizhong, both old acquaintances.

Including Wu Dalang, Ji Le Villa sent a total of three people this time.

In fact, Ning Yan didn't really want Wu Dalang to get involved. After all, he was the master of the manor. Once something went wrong outside, Ji Le Villa would immediately be in chaos.

However, Wu Dalang had made up his mind and repeatedly assured that proper arrangements had been made for Ji Le Villa, so Ning Yan reluctantly agreed.

After all matters were settled, everyone left the villa without further delay.

At this moment, all four of them used their disguise skills and changed into their warrior looks again.

When going down the mountain to the business road, Wu Dalang suddenly said:
"Brother Ning, it may not be appropriate for us to go to Xiongying Gate from the business road next."

Ning Yan listened and suddenly came back to his senses:

"Brother Wu has thought it through. It is indeed not suitable to go this way. Besides, the Wanmu Sect is at the intersection ahead. They can easily see us coming out of the Paradise Villa. Even if we meet other pedestrians on the road, the Xiongying Sect will suspect that we have any connection with the Paradise Villa if they find out that our tracks have been cut off in this area.

Especially since you were attacked by the Xiongying Sect not long ago, you have sufficient reasons for revenge. If the Xiongying Sect is attacked, as long as our traces can be connected to you, I am afraid they will immediately identify you as the murderer!"

"not only that."

Wu Dalang shook his head and said with a serious expression:
"Recently, a new force has appeared on the mountain road nearby. It's called the Absolute Blade Sect. I heard that this is a group of crazy warriors who love swords and are extremely powerful. Once you encounter them, you might get into unnecessary conflicts and cause unnecessary damage. It's better to avoid them first."

“So there is a reason for this.”

Ning Yan nodded and said:
"In that case, let Brother Wu lead the way from now on."

"follow me."

Wu Dalang turned and walked to the other side:
"There is a small path nearby that leads directly to the ancient pine tree near the Bear Eagle Gate. Going this way won't be much slower than taking the commercial route, and it can greatly reduce the trouble."

The group walked quickly down the mountain along a secluded path. The weeds around them grew taller and taller, and became more and more lush as they walked, until they almost covered their shoulders, and even the path on the ground was almost invisible.

Soon, they saw the warrior with his eyes closed sitting in the middle of the path.

All of a sudden, everyone stopped walking.

The warrior with his eyes closed was dressed in black, wearing black cloth shoes, his hair was shaved to leave only the skin, he had a serious look and a sturdy physique, and on his knees was a long, shiny sword. The sword was as wide as a palm, and the edge of the blade shone with a dazzling cold light.

Sensing Ning Yan and the others, he slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze swept over Wu Dalang and the others one by one, finally landing on Ning Yan's face, and said in a deep voice:
"Put down the knife, I'll let you pass."

Thinking of the dark bronze sword behind him, Ning Yan raised his eyebrows suddenly:
"Why?"

The black-robed swordsman did not answer but asked:

"Didn't you hear the long knife cry?"

Ning Yan's expression paused slightly.

The black-robed swordsman continued:
"This knife belongs to the wrong person. It can't exert its corresponding power in your hands. It's just a piece of broken copper and rotten iron. You are not worthy to be its owner."

At this point, the black-robed swordsman stroked the long sword on his knees and said with tenderness and comfort:
"Don't worry, Xiangjun. I won't cheat on you. I just asked him to put down the knife and find a new and suitable owner for it. You are the only knife I will have in my life."

Ning Yan saw this and said with a strange look:

"What if I don't let go?"

"Then fight me."

The black-clad warrior slowly stood up and said:
"Only those who win are qualified to hold the long sword."

As he spoke, he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it directly at Ning Yan:

"My name is Zhao Liandao, the sixth true disciple of Juedao Sect. Don't forget the name of the person who defeated you!"

"I……"

Ning Yan was about to give his name.

Zhao Liandao had already come to kill with a knife in hand, and said in a cold voice:
"I don't need to know the name of the loser!"

"Kun Yun Fist!"

"Splitting Mountain Knife!"

There was a loud bang.

Zhao Liandao was thrown out on the spot, and the long sword slipped out of his hand.

Ning Yan looked at the white mark on the back of his hand and cursed:
"I made it for you. I thought it was so powerful, but this is it?"

With a "puff", Zhao Liandao's clothes were torn into pieces, and he spat out blood on the spot. He looked at Ning Yan with shock and horror in his eyes:
"Aren't you a newbie in the world of violence? How can your physique be so strong?"

"I am just this strong, why do you care about me?"

Ning Yan rolled his eyes at him and picked up the long knife on the ground.

Zhao Liandao's eyes were filled with fear, and he shouted urgently:

"No! That's my knife! Give Xiangjun back to me!"

"You just asked me to throw away the knife, but now I can't take your knife?"

"That's different! Your knife is not taken seriously at all, but my Xiangjun, that's my wife, my lover!"

"I don't care about you!"

Ning Yan casually thrust the long knife behind his back:
"Anyway, once it falls into my hands, it's mine."

"Please give Xiangjun back to me! I'm willing to do anything for you!"

Zhao Liandao knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Go, go, go aside, don't block the road."

Ning Yan raised his foot and kicked him aside.

Wu Dalang, Chen Xiong and Fan Sizhong looked at this scene and felt as if ants were crawling all over their bodies. Something was wrong.

"Brother Wu, Brother Chen, Brother Fan, let's go."

"Oh okay, I know."

Wu Dalang and the other two looked at Zhao Liandao, who was lying in the bushes crying in anger, and hurriedly followed Ning Yan.

As long as I walk fast enough, memories can't catch up with me.

The group walked forward another three or four kilometers, and a warrior in white holding a long sword suddenly walked out from the weeds.

Looking at Ning Yan and the others, his eyes suddenly fell on Ning Yan:

"It's fate that we meet. Take out your sword and fight me!"

He raised his knife and pointed it at Ning Yan, shouting in a deep voice:

"As a swordsman, you don't even have the courage to draw your sword, do you?"

Ning Yan felt very depressed when he heard this:
"I don't know how to use a knife, can we not fight?"

"You don't know how to use a sword? How can you possibly defeat Junior Brother Zhao's Xiangjun Sword if you don't know how to use a sword?!"

The white-clothed warrior angrily rebuked:

"I thought you were an upright swordsman with a strong sense of martial virtue, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant! How dare you look down on me, Tang Youdao? Let me, the fifth true disciple of Juedao Sect, see how strong you really are?!"

Before he could finish his words, Tang Youdao came towards him with a knife.

Tang Youdao is worthy of being the fifth true disciple of Juedao Sect and is much stronger than Zhao Liandao.

He actually managed to hold out for ten moves from Ning Yan before he was defeated with blood spitting out of his mouth.

Looking at Ning Yan not far away, Tang Youdao's face turned pale and he said in a difficult tone:

"I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so advanced!"

"?"

"I used all my strength, but I couldn't even make you draw your sword!"

Tang Youdao suddenly took out a bell.

He shouted at the special bell with all his might:
"Brothers, come quickly. I have met a true sword master! You must come and see him for yourself!!"

After he finished speaking, he could no longer bear the injuries and fainted on the spot.

Ning Yan stepped forward and picked up the black-gray long sword, and asked Wu Dalang with an inexplicable expression:

"Do you think I should open a weapons shop in the future?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Wu Dalang's scalp was tingling:
"This is only the fifth true teaching. Let's move faster and try not to run into the disciples in front of him."

Five kilometers later.

A burst of laughter suddenly rang out from the wilderness.

Following closely was a young man in gray clothes holding a gray long sword, who approached as fast as lightning.

After seeing Ning Yan, he immediately said with joy:
"You have both the Xiangjun Sword and the Shengwei Sword in your hands. I guess you are the sword expert that Junior Brother Tang mentioned?!"

The young man in gray said excitedly:
"I am the second true disciple of the Absolute Sword Sect. I won't change my sword. You, a sword expert, come and have a good fight with me!"

"Let's not talk about whether I am a strong swordsman. Even if I am, why would I want to compete with you?"

"Making friends with swords, isn't that what we swordsmen should do? Take out your sword and let me see your strength!"

Dao Buhuan said as he jumped left and right on the ground.

No matter how he jumped, the long sword in his hand remained fixed in mid-air, motionless.

"What if I say no?"

Dao Buhuan couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this, and stopped jumping.

He thought about it and said sincerely:

"We can make a deal. You set a condition for me to fulfill, and in exchange you fight me."

"Any conditions are acceptable?"

"Of course I can do it."

"What if I ask you to take off all your clothes?"

With a "crackling" sound.

The gray sword suddenly rolled upwards, and the speed was so fast that only a sound was heard.

All the clothes on his body instantly turned into countless pieces and flew to the ground.

Dao Buhuan stood there naked, pointed his knife at Ning Yan and said:
"I'm already naked, it's your turn."

Ning Yan's expression suddenly froze, and then became serious.

Seeing him getting ready to leave, Wu Dalang grabbed his arm and reminded him in a serious tone:

"This is the peak of his rage, and he is equipped with a sharp weapon. Brother Ning, you don't have to fight alone. Why don't the four of us attack together?"

Ning Yan shook his head slowly:

"The fact that he is willing to tear his clothes into pieces has proven his determination to follow the sword. I cannot let down such a swordsman who is so devoted to the sword. Please let me meet him."

Ning Yan stepped out and started a fierce battle with Dao Buhuan on the spot.

This battle was much more difficult than the previous two.

It’s not just because Dao Buhuan is the second true disciple of Juedaomen, but also because he has powerful strength that matches his ranking.

Not only was he at the peak of his rage, his swordsmanship was also extremely terrifying. Even though Ning Yan's physique had been strengthened many times, he did not dare to be hit by him on the spot.

Amid the solemn whistling sound, weeds were flying all around, and the ground was cut with countless broken scars.

Under the impenetrable sword light, Ning Yan could only use the "Phantom Steps" to dodge again and again.

Even so, Daobuhuan's gray long sword was still tightly attached to his back, ready to cut him at any time.

"If you just keep avoiding it, something will go wrong sooner or later!"

Ning Yan suddenly activated the Eye of Insight.

In an instant, the flow of vital energy in Dao Buhuan's body was immediately fully revealed in his eyes.

Every time the sword moved, every time the sword was close to the body, the direction and concentration of all the vital energy were all seen through by him.

Countless thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

Half an hour later.

With a "chi" sound.

Ning Yan suddenly stopped.

Facing the long sword that was coming at him again from Dao Buhuan.

Instead of retreating, he advanced and pressed forward.

Dao Buhuan was overjoyed when he saw this. He flipped his wrist and the knife flashed, about to touch Ning Yan's shoulder.

However, at this moment, Ning Yan seemed to have predicted the momentum of his sword, and chopped down with his left hand, hitting the sword directly.

Without changing the knife, he chopped down with his backhand.

The long sword is still in the air.

A heavy punch came crashing down.

Amid the violent roar, the long sword almost slipped out of his hand.

Without changing the knife, he clenched his right hand violently.

But at this moment, Ning Yan's right hand had already touched his wrist.

He flicked his fingers slightly.

In an instant, Dao Buhuan's body shook violently, his right hand suddenly softened, and the long sword slipped out of his hand. Even until the gray long sword fell to the ground, Dao Buhuan still had a look of disbelief on his face.

That fleeting gap in the change of tactics was actually seized by the opponent?

For martial artists below the entry level, no matter what sword or knife moves they make, they have to rely on the changes in their vital energy to exert their great power.

No matter it is sword or knife moves, there will always be a time when the moves come to an end. There will be a very short gap between the moves. This gap is used to adjust the flow of vital energy and change the moves.

Therefore, if this gap can be compressed to the limit, its own weaknesses will almost disappear.

Dao Buhuan thought that his sword skills had reached perfection and his moves were as smooth as flowing water.

In the past when he fought with his fellow disciples, it was impossible for others to break his swordsmanship by taking advantage of the fleeting gaps between his moves.

But now it has been exposed in front of everyone.

The other party didn't even use the dark bronze sword that he had been carrying on his back.

For a moment, Dao Buhuan was filled with a deep sense of defeat. Looking at Ning Yan across from him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"It seems that I am still not good enough in my training. I am not even qualified to let you draw your sword."

"You have taught me a lot, and I have to thank you."

As he spoke, Ning Yan casually took out two pieces of clothing and threw them to him.

After casually putting on his clothes, Dao Buhuan picked up the long sword and reminded:

"My eldest senior brother will be here soon. Although his swordsmanship is very strong and I have never won in a head-on fight, I suggest you still be careful of the third and fourth brothers."

At this moment, two loud laughs suddenly came from the bushes:

"Second Senior Brother, you have the nerve to say that you are the true disciple of Juedao Sect after exposing other people's secrets like this?"

"In my opinion, Second Senior Brother, you might as well give up your position to us. You can't beat both of us anyway."

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures jumped out from the bushes.

They were two young men in green military uniforms.

One of them was petite, wearing white socks, had bangs, and metal earrings on her ears.

The other man was extremely burly, probably over two meters tall, with a thick beard and a hairy chest.

Dao Buhuan saw the two of them and said sarcastically:

"You can only defeat me if you two work together. Who can be my opponent in a one-on-one situation?"

"What else can we do? After all, we are learning the 'Husband and Wife Sword Technique'. It must be that the husband and wife fight together to unleash the greatest power."

The man with earrings covered his mouth and chuckled.

The hairy-chested man said in a deep voice:

"Sister Zheng, there's no need to argue with Second Senior Brother. Once we have further improved our 'Couple Sword Skills', then in a one-on-one situation, Second Senior Brother may not be our opponent. After all, his 'Cloak Sword Skills' are almost at their limit and cannot be compared to ours."

Dao Buhuan was furious when he heard this:

"There is no limit to the Cloak Sword Skills, it's just that I'm not good enough in learning it!
Zhang Huodao, Zheng Bingdao, I will say it again! There is no way that the Cloak Sword Skills can lose to your Husband and Wife Sword Skills! "

The hairy-chested man Zhang Huodao laughed:
"It's no use telling me that. We have always decided victory or defeat based on actual combat. Losing is losing, and winning is winning!
Even though you are the second brother now, when I make another breakthrough, your position will fall into my hands!"

The earring man Zheng Bingdao glanced at Ning Yan and said with a charming smile:

"Brother Zhang, it seems that before we came here, Second Senior Brother had already lost to this strange swordsman. Now why not let Second Senior Brother see our improved "Couple Sword Skills" and see how long he can keep his stubbornness."

"You're right. The face that Juedao Sect lost because of you will eventually have to be earned back by the two of us."

Zhang Huodao nodded in response.

Ignoring Dao Buhuan's gloomy expression, he looked at Ning Yan opposite him and said in a deep voice:
"Since you were able to defeat Second Brother, you must be quite capable. Don't let us down. After all, there is a world of difference between the strength of one person and the strength of two people. I hope you can hold out for more than twenty moves from us, otherwise it will be a real disappointment to me!"

"Sister Zheng, do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Huodao and Zheng Bingdao, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Ning Yan almost at the same time.

These two people used two different long swords.

The long sword in Zhang Huodao's hand had a very wide blade, about the size of two palms, and the back of the sword was particularly wide and thick. When it was swung, it made a whistling sound, as if a billboard was hitting someone on the head, and it seemed that it could kill someone on the spot if it landed on him.

As for Zheng Bingdao on the other side, the long knife in his hand was extremely thin and narrow, with the back of the knife only slightly thicker than the blade. It looked like a long sword, and both edges could kill people.

The two men's styles of using swords were completely different. Zhang Huodao swung his sword with great force, using a giant broadsword to achieve the effect of heavy weapons such as an axe and a sledgehammer. A big hole was created when he smashed the ground, and dirt flew everywhere.

On the contrary, the thin knife in Zheng Bingdao's hand was as vicious as a poisonous snake, and the tip of the knife was erratic. Every time he swung the knife, it would bite Ning Yan's body from an incredible angle, and if he was not careful, he would be hit on the spot.

The most important thing is that the long swords of these two people have different shapes and different styles of using swords, but there is a very mysterious sense of tacit understanding, and the sword techniques they use can cooperate with each other.

The giant knife had just smashed down on this side, and the thin knife on the other side had already stabbed towards his retreating part.

Even though Ning Yan had practiced the "Phantom Steps", he was still forced into a panic by these two people for a while.

Just as Dao Buhuan said, these two people are particularly troublesome to deal with and one can easily fall into their trap if one is not careful.

Once you are hit, the follow-up is a series of ferocious moves like a storm, which can easily force the person into a desperate situation.

With a "chi" sound.

Ning Yan held Zheng Bingdao's slender blade with both hands.

Zheng Bingdao was a little surprised when he saw this, and his right hand trembled.

The slender blade actually trembled in his hand like a snake.

Realizing that the long sword could break his defense, and that the huge broadsword was about to chop down on his head, Ning Yan wisely let go and retreated six or seven steps.

When he stopped, he grasped the hilt of the dark bronze sword with his right hand and slowly pulled it out.

Seeing Ning Yan finally draw his sword, Zhang Huodao laughed:
“I thought you were going to hold on, but you’ll still have to draw your sword in the end.

But there is no difference whether to pull it out or not.

It would be better to say that after using a knife, you will lose faster.

After all, if you attack with a knife, you can no longer hide like a loach like before."

Zheng Bingdao laughed:
"Why did Brother Zhang remind him? Wouldn't it be better to just let him lose?"

"It's okay to lose, but I'm afraid he's still angry and won't admit defeat. We don't have time to fight with a defeated general."

As he said this, he glanced at Dao Buhuan with a hint of sarcasm.

The knife did not change back with a cold snort.

Ning Yan waved his hand and raised the heavy bronze sword.

This knife is a relic of the medicine inspector Su Li, and was originally supposed to be used by a martial artist who has reached the highest level of strength.

In his hands, it feels like a waste of talent.

And this is exactly the case. He has always used this knife to chop wood, shave heads, dig graves, and weed, but rarely used it to kill people.

Mainly because he had never mastered any sword techniques.

I have never studied it specifically.

The reason for not learning is very simple.

He has always believed that weapons are not as powerful as the physical body. It's not that weapons are stronger than the physical body, but that weapons may be lost. Many warriors who specialize in swordsmanship and gun skills will see their strength drop by 80% to 90% once they lose their weapons.

This is also the reason why Dao Buhuan stopped fighting as soon as his long sword fell out of his hand.

Ning Yan never wanted to be restricted by weapons, so the skills he practiced were often more focused on the physical body.

But who would have thought that I would be stopped by a group of people practicing swordsmanship on the way.

So much so that he even passively practiced swordsmanship.

Now is the time to show the results of your practice.

Ning Yan held a long knife in his hand, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity suddenly surged into his heart. He used the Eye of Insight and rushed forward with the knife.

"Bang" sound.

The dark bronze sword slashed fiercely towards Zhang Huodao's body.

The giant broadsword smashed down on his head.

Ning Yan shook his wrist, and the long sword stuck to the broad sword. He drew his vital energy and smashed the broad sword towards Zheng Bingdao who was stabbing from the other side.

"Ok?"

Zheng Bingdao stepped back sideways, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Before he could figure it out, a violent knife light suddenly came out from Ning Yan's hand and slashed towards Zheng Bingdao's entire body.

"Cloak sword technique?!"

Zheng Bingdao's voice suddenly became extremely sharp.

Under the violent sword light, he tried his best to wield the sword to block it, but he was like a wooden boat in a tsunami, which could capsize at any time.

"Zheng Mei!"

Zhang Huodao roared and slammed the giant broadsword towards Ning Yan's body.

Ning Yan stepped aside and then stuck to Zheng Bingdao again.

Zhang Huodao intends to support it.

However, his body movements were not as fast as Ning Yan's, and his sword flashes were not as many as Ning Yan's.

In just a dozen breaths, Zheng Bingdao was chopped away and the long sword flew out of his hand and into the grass.

Seeing this, Zhang Huodao became furious and rushed towards Ning Yan, howling with a huge blade in his hand.

Ning Yan couldn't help but sneer:
"The Husband and Wife Sword Skills are indeed powerful, but you are a widower who has lost even your wife. How can you be my opponent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he chopped fifteen times with his long sword.

Each strike happened to hit the weak point of the giant blade.

He chopped the giant blade hard, causing Zhang Huodao to fly backwards.

With a "chi" sound, the tip of the dark bronze sword pressed against Zhang Huodao's throat.

Zhang Huodao's face was full of disbelief.

Actually lost?

How can this be?

Dao Buhuan on the other side was also shocked to the extreme.

Because Ning Yan clearly used the "Cloak Sword Technique" to defeat them.

Even the Cloak Sword Technique exerted a terrifying killing power far beyond its own ability in his hands.

When he thought about it carefully, he found that it was not just the "Clark Sword Technique".

It seems that corresponding optimization and improvement have been made on the original basis.

For a moment, Dao Buhuan's eyes lit up, as if he saw the future path of cultivation.

Ning Yan slowly put away his sword, but in his mind he was recalling the scenes when Zhang Huodao and Zheng Bingdao had drawn their swords, and the movements of their vital energy.

Soon, the complete chapter reappeared in his mind.

Then they dispersed again.

After as many as seventeen optimizations, it reappeared.

This is the "Husband and Wife Sword Technique" that can be used by either person.

I am my own husband.

I am my own wife.

Who hasn’t had a fifth daughter when they first fell in love?

Really.

Nothing wrong with it at all.

"Click".

The weeds are cut into pieces.

Ning Yan raised his knife suddenly.

A flash of black light shot out and instantly hit the dark bronze sword in his hand.

The terrifying force surged like a raging wave. Ning Yan retreated five or six steps before stopping, and his right hand felt numb.

The black light flew backwards and soon fell into the hands of a young man with messy hair.

The messy-haired young man looked at the three people on the field and said coldly:

"They are all a bunch of rubbish!"

"Big Brother!"

"Senior Brother Huo!"

The knife must not be changed, Zhang Huodao and others shouted repeatedly, all with a hint of awe in their expressions.

Huo Jingdao looked at Ning Yan and said in a deep voice:
“You are indeed very powerful to be able to defeat my fellow disciples. As the eldest senior disciple of Juedao Sect, I should fight to protect the reputation of the sect.

But because you are so strong, I am worried that I may not be able to stop myself and I may kill you by accident."

Huo Jingdao thought about it and suggested:
"How about this? You put down the knives of my two junior brothers, kneel down and apologize to us, and this matter will be over. What do you think?"

"I got the spoils with my own hands. You want me to give it up with just a few words. You really look down on me."

Ning Yan narrowed his eyes slightly:
“Since you want to take the knife, then come and get it.

Of course, I also want to remind you that if you fail to get it, don’t blame me for taking away the knife from you.”

"This bet is appropriate, after all, I use dual blades."

Huo Jingdao was standing on the left and right, holding two long swords, black and white.

"But, aren't you afraid of death?"

"I told you, you may not be able to stop."

Ning Yan raised the dark bronze sword and said with a faint smile:
"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"In that case, then come!"

In an instant, Huo Jingdao flashed to Ning Yan's front like lightning, and chopped down with the black knife in his right hand, while his left arm went around his side abdomen from behind like a rubber band, and slashed upward with the white knife.

Ning Yan raised the long sword in his hand and performed the "Cloak Sword Technique" to block the first sword and then the next one, but another new round of attacks quickly came.

Huo Jingdao's swords were moving faster and faster, and the two swords were so powerful that Ning Yan couldn't block them all, and his body was immediately cut.

"Kun Yun Fist!"

Finding a chance, he threw a punch, knocking Huo Jingdao back.

Huo Jingdao looked at the torn clothes on his body and smiled slightly:

"This punch is quite interesting."

"The fun is yet to come."

Ning Yan slowly drew out the Xiangjun Knife:

"You're not the only one who can use dual blades."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward with a knife in both hands.

With a fierce roar, the two men's swords moved as fast as shadows, the grass and the ground all exploded, countless grass debris and soil flew everywhere, and the terrifying sword light was everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Wu Dalang and others couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

If they encountered such a violent attack, they would not be able to withstand it at all.

Zhang Huodao and Zheng Bingdao on the other side were shocked to the extreme:

"This is... "Couple Sword Technique"?!"

"How could he possibly use the 'Couple Sword Technique' by himself?!"

The two looked at each other in bewilderment.

At the same time, there was a crisp "click" sound.

A broken white knife flew out suddenly.

"The material of your knife...is not Phantom Bronze at all!"

Huo Jingdao looked at the dark bronze sword in Ning Yan's hand, feeling both shocked and angry.

Ning Yan raised his eyebrows and said:
"I didn't say it was a bronze sword."

"Good good!"

"Do you think you can defeat me by relying on the material advantage?!"

"Today I will show you what the three sword styles are!"

There was a muffled sound coming from Huo Jingdao's chest.

A brand new arm suddenly stretched out from his chest.

He slashed down with a knife.

Ning Yan quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the knife.

When he saw his three arms, he couldn't help but feel extremely strange for a moment.

Before this, he had never thought that someone would actually modify their body in order to practice swordsmanship.

Just as he was thinking about it, Huo Jingdao on the opposite side came towards him with a knife.

Two long swords would be fine, at least he could handle it.

But these three long swords, especially the one that was held above his chest in the middle, instantly disrupted Ning Yan's attack rhythm.

He had to step back and keep avoiding.

However, the opponent's offensive became more and more fierce, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he used the so-called three-sword style.

Ning Yan once again activated the Eye of Insight, carefully observing the changes in his various sword moves and the flow of vital energy in his body.

During this process, he began to suffer injuries.

After all, Huo Jingdao is also a master of violent temper. If he was not physically strong enough, he would have been forced into a desperate situation long ago.

But even so, it won't be long before they will fall into a desperate situation.

Ning Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he keenly realized that he might not be able to hold on until the moment when he completely analyzed the sword technique.

He immediately changed his style of play.

Faced it head on.

With a "chi" sound.

He traded injury for injury, cutting the third hand on his chest.

"Netherworld Blood Shield!"

In an instant, blood spurted out of Huo Jingdao's third hand.

In shock and anger, he swung his swords angrily, but only broke the thin blood shield and knocked Ning Yan back.

And his third hand had become extremely weak, like Jill after spitting out saliva, and it was limply placed on his chest.

"Since you can't handle three swords, then I'll let you become two swords."

"Blood essence transformation technique!"

The injury was healed instantly and Ning Yan continued fighting with the knife.

After a while, he used the sharp bronze sword to cut off both of his swords, seriously injuring him and defeating him on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the surroundings fell silent for a moment, leaving only the noise of wind and grass.

The knife was not changed, and Zhang Huodao and others all looked a little dazed.

The eldest senior brother who always crushed his peers actually lost?
For a moment, the three of them felt like they were dreaming.

Ning Yan slowly put away his sword, without looking at Huo Jingdao who was stunned, he turned around and left with Wu Dalang and others.

Dao Buhuan and the other two made way silently, without trying to stop them or saying anything harsh.

It was not until a long time later that Huo Jingdao stood up from the ground coughing.

"It's a pity for such a sword master."

Looking at Ning Yan going away, he suddenly sighed:
"Master is nearby, and he's in trouble."

Dao Buhuan and the other three were instantly horrified.

at the same time.

Ning Yan was walking on the road, but his heart was not as calm as his face showed.

In his mind, the last few rounds of battles kept replaying. He analyzed the sword moves one by one, analyzed all the flow of vital energy, and analyzed all the details of the battle.

In an instant, he seemed to have learned sword skills for decades.

Thousands of thoughts and infinite experiences are connected, deduced, eliminated, integrated and optimized.

Finally, he suddenly formed a terrifying sword technique that was comparable to the "Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body".

"I was just walking by. Who would have thought that I would learn a sword technique from scratch?"

"Damn it, they forced me to become a swordsman."

"From now on, anyone who dies under my sword will be blamed on you!"

(End of this chapter)