Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 67 Imperial Sword Art (recommended for collection)
"Bai Qi, look at the sword!"

A blue light flashed on the sharp sword in Zhao Ke'er's hand, and he came straight towards Bai Qi.

Bai Qi's face remained unchanged, and the bronze spear danced one after another, stabbing, picking, chopping, chopping...

Every move was made with confidence, without any jerk. The moment Zhao Ke'er made a move, Bai Qi had already thought of the counter move in advance.

"clang--"

After the bronze spear and sword were handed over, Zhao Ke'er stepped back several steps.

After all, she is a woman, so she is at a disadvantage compared to men in terms of strength.

After being repelled, Zhao Ke'er did not get angry, but a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"go with!"

Throwing the long sword in his hand, Bai Qi shot straight at him.

"That's... Royal Sword Technique?" Li Si was not sure.

"Well, it is indeed." Fu Jiu looked solemn.

Generally speaking, if the strength is less than the fourth level, there is no aura to use spells, but there are not no exceptions.

It is not difficult for some strange people who practice Qimen Dunjia to do this, provided that they have enough manpower and material resources to support them.

"Her background should not be simple."

Li Si sneered: "So what if it's not simple? How can it be bigger than the origin of our organization?"

"That's not the case." Li Si's words reminded Fu Jiu that they are now members of the All-Heaven Mythology Administration, and they are no longer comparable to those small characters in this era.

The fight in the field became more and more intense. Although Zhao Ke'er's fencing skills were novel, Bai Qi was caught off guard, but her manipulation of the sword was far from as proficient as she imagined. It didn't take long for Bai Qi to catch the flaw, and the spear It's even on the neck.

With a bang, the sword floating in the air fell to the ground.

Zhao Ke'er looked at Bai Qi bitterly, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"I was careless this time, and I will definitely beat you next time!"

Bai Qi glanced at her and said, "If you lose, you lose. Where are there so many excuses?"

Zhao Ke'er stared beautifully: "Okay, you're fine! Wait for me next time!"

After speaking, he ran away without a trace, with a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes.

Bai Qi looked at a tree tens of meters away: "Have you seen enough?"

Li Si jumped down from the tree, and said bluntly: "Bai Qi, you are paying attention to the rhythm of lonely life."

Bai Qi ignored this fellow, and looked at Fu Jiu who also jumped down from the tree.

"What was the trick she used just now?"

"Sword control!" Fu Jiu asserted.

"This kind of technique is indeed rare, and it is quite powerful after Dacheng. Zhao Ke'er probably hasn't mastered it yet, otherwise you wouldn't have won so easily."

"Yeah." Bai Qiqiu nodded, and also saw the difficulty of this style.

"Hey, let me say, doesn't anyone among you care about that beauty?"

Li Si seemed to be looking at two monsters. He didn't care about the pretty beauties, and talked about fencing skills. Don't you know it's very disappointing?
"Tsk tsk, if you took the opportunity to comfort her and encourage her just now, maybe she would leave with you. I really convinced you. You're just an elm head."

Li Si's admonishing tone of hating iron but not steel once again attracted the two people's eyes.

Bai Qi said coldly: "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, as long as you can survive under her hands, you can do whatever you want."

"Uh..." Li Si choked and showed an awkward yet polite smile.

Let him deal with that woman?Forget it, his heart is not that big.

"I'll just talk about it, don't care, don't care..."

"Let's go, let's see how the monk is doing now." Fu Jiu broke the silence.

……

In the basement of the villa, there was a large cauldron in the center of the room. The hot water in the cauldron was boiling. Monk Hua took off all his clothes and sat in the center of the cauldron wearing only a pair of big underpants.

"Monk, do you think it's useful?" Nangong Chang'an asked while adding spirit stones to the bottom of the pot.

Monk Hua's face was rosy, and his whole body was steaming, as if he was about to be cooked.

Even though he felt a little uncomfortable, Monk Hua was extremely excited. He could already feel that the third-order barrier had loosened again.

"Continue to add to the fire, and the Sajia can persist."

Nangong Changwan gave Monk Hua a thumbs up, showing his big white teeth.

"You monk can be considered a real man. I'm sure I'll make this friend."

"Hmph, it goes without saying that this bit of suffering is nothing compared to what the Sa family suffered in their previous cultivation."

Monk Hua recalled the first period when his master took him to practice copper skin and iron bones. At that time, several senior brothers greeted him with sticks, and the feeling was no better than now.

Now this method was kindly provided by Mr. Bowen. According to him, after half a month of burning like this, the stagnant aura in the body can be completely dissipated, and it can also help him rush to the third level in one fell swoop.

After staying in the second level for so long, Monk Hua's accumulation is stronger than that of Bai Qi. Once he is promoted, he will jump into the dragon's gate and his speed will increase rapidly.

The scalding boiling water soaked every corner of Monk Hua's body, and his skin gradually turned red.

Fu Jiu walked in with Li Si and Bai Qi, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and asked. "Is it almost time?"

Nangong Changwan wiped the sweat off his face, and said with a naive smile, "Boss, the monk said he can still persevere, so I will burn for a while longer."

Although he didn't know why he was called the bureau seat, not the boss, boss or something, but when he saw everyone calling him that, he followed suit.

Moreover, Nangong Changwan is also convinced of Fu Jiu now. He had just competed with Fu Jiu a few hours ago.

His strength was about the same as that of Monk Hua. When he met Fu Jiu, he was purely looking for abuse, and he couldn't even beat Li Si.

After these few days of consolidation, Li Si has successfully advanced to the early stage of the third rank. With the Dragon Horn Sword and Magic Crystal Sword in his hand, Li Si can usually fight at the late stage of the third rank.

Fu Jiu laughed and said: "It's not that the longer you persist, the better. One hour a day is the limit. If you stay for a long time, it will be bad for your meridians."

Monk Hua became anxious when he heard this, and quickly jumped out of the boiling water.

Fu Jiu handed each of them a fruit: "This is your welfare today."

Nangong Changwan took the fruit and took a bite, his eyes widened immediately.

"This……"

Feeling the qi and blood surging in his body, he immediately understood the preciousness of this thing. As long as he can refine it, it will definitely be worth ten days of penance.

Different from the rage when refining the qi and blood of monsters, this power is quite gentle, and it is very simple to refine.

"Isn't this too precious? Bureau seat."

Nangong Changwan was a little embarrassed, this kind of heaven and earth spirit fruit is not easy to find, and he always likes to use his strength to fight for what he wants, so he was a little at a loss after accepting Fu Jiu's favor for a while.

He had just joined Shinhwa and hadn't made any contribution yet. Just taking other people's things like this, Nangong Changwan felt like he was eating soft food.

"It's nothing. This is just the most basic benefit. You can get one every day. If you want better things in the future, you can only rely on yourself to complete the task."

In fact, this is only the lowest type of Qi and blood fruit, and it is not difficult to mass-produce it. For Fu Jiu, who is rich and powerful after looting the Black Dragon Club, the cost is just a drop in the bucket, not worth mentioning at all.

(End of this chapter)