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Chapter 270
One by one, the Erlong Mountain bandits in the Qi refining stage and the Foundation building stage were successfully attacked by Wu Liang one after another. Suddenly, two cultivators in the early stage of Jindan came down from the top of the mountain as fast as lightning, and they all stared at him murderously.

"Zhang Long, Xu Long?" Seeing that he couldn't see through the cultivation of the two, his heart moved, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Knowing that it's our two brothers, how dare you come to Erlong Mountain to act wild!" Zhang Long said angrily.

"Second brother, what are you talking about with him, just kill him!" Xu Long snorted coldly.

"Wait!" Zhang Long stretched out his hand to signal, and then asked, "Why did you kill our people?"

"What do you think?" As soon as Wu Liang finished speaking, he raised his long knife and killed him.

"Looking for death!" Xu Long sacrificed his flying sword, and shot out with a sharp strike.

With a sound of "Pfft!", Wu Liang's chest was pierced by the flying sword, and he couldn't help but groan in pain due to the severe pain.

"A mere cultivation base in the foundation-building period dares to come to our Erlong Mountain to kill people!" With a sword, he saw that the opponent's chest was bleeding, and it was obvious that his life was not long. Xu Long was overjoyed and walked over without any scruples.

"Death!" Gritting his teeth to resist the heart-piercing pain, Wu Liang turned over and slashed at the unsuspecting opponent, only to hear a puff, and a head with wide-eyed eyes fell to the ground.

Seeing that his eldest brother died without resting his eyes, Zhang Long felt grief and indignation, and without hesitation, he took out his flying sword and slashed at the young man more than ten meters away.

Stepping on three Wushen skills, he was about to dodge Feijian's attack, but unexpectedly, Feijian was extremely fast. Before he had time to dodge, Feijian cut off the long knife and cut off half of his neck. It was unbearable The pain came after him, and as he thought about it, he fell down slowly.

"Why did the low-grade treasure-level flying sword cut off his neck? However, most of his neck was cut off. This guy must be dead, and my eldest brother is also dead. The entire Erlong Mountain is mine!"

The grief and indignation in his heart disappeared, Zhang Long took off Xu Long's Qiankun bag, and saw that the opponent's weapon had been broken, blood spurted wildly from his neck and chest, and he was lying motionless on the ground. Carelessly walked over.

"Unexpectedly, this guy is so rich!" Looking at the contents of the three Qiankun bags, Zhang Long smiled knowingly, and was about to ask someone to clean up the mess.

At this moment, Wu Liang stood up and swung a kitchen knife down. Zhang Long, who was defenseless, felt a chill. The flying sword intercepted.

"Crack!" A sound sounded, and the low-grade treasure-level flying sword snapped.

"Tear!" A sound followed, and the silkworm's treasured clothes were cut to pieces by the kitchen knife.

The two magic weapons were damaged one after another, and Zhang Long spat out two mouthfuls of blood one after another. Zhang Long looked sluggish, watched the kitchen knife fall on his neck, his vision kept changing, and he saw his headless corpse falling down in a daze.

"My body is too strong. My heart was pierced by a flying sword. I couldn't die. My neck was chopped off in half. won't die?"

Noticing that the two wounds were slowly healing, Wu Liang was overjoyed. Enduring the severe pain, he put Xu Long's and Zhang Long's heads into the Qiankun bag, took off the Qiankun bag on Zhang Long's body, and moved his body toward the Go down the mountain.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, all the wounds on his body disappeared, and the pain also disappeared. After identifying the direction, he walked in the direction of Yidaomen unhurriedly.

"I killed three bloodthirsty zombies at the Golden Core Stage, the gray-robed old man, Li Zhebiao, Xu Long, and Zhang Long at the early Golden Core Stage, 21 bandits at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and 85 bandits at the Qi Refining Stage! "

"The gray-robed old man used ordinary people to refine bloodthirsty zombies. Li Zhebiao, Xu Long, Zhang Long, and the bandits in the foundation-building period and gas-refining period under their banners are all indiscriminate killings of innocent people. Killing them is regarded as killing harm for the people. !"

Looking at the two universe bags just obtained, all Wu Liang's spiritual stones, exercises, medicinal materials, elixirs, magic weapons, gold, etc. were all transferred into a universe bag with a diameter of five meters, and then he put the universe bag in his arms. inside.

Hanging on his waist was a Qiankun bag containing a few low-grade spirits, three heads, and some useless things. He performed the Three Wushen Technique, and ran as fast as lightning, stopping and running all the way, ten days later , he came to the mission hall.

"Elder, I'm handing in the task. It contains the heads of the two masters of Erlong Mountain and the head of Heiyun Village!" After Wu Liang finished speaking, he put a universe bag on the counter.

"Give me your ID card!" The middle-aged man fiddled with his ID card a few times after checking it, and then said: "The task reward is a total of [-] contribution points, and this elder has transferred it to your The ID card is inside!"

"Thank you elder, this junior will bid farewell!" Wu Liang picked up his ID card and said goodbye politely.

"This little guy is not easy. With his perfect cultivation base, he actually killed three casual cultivators at the early stage of Golden Core. The two masters of Erlong Mountain were inseparable all day long. How did he kill those two people?" ?” The middle-aged man was shocked and curious.

Entering the Gongfa Hall, Wu Liang exchanged [-] contribution points for the one-knife mental technique of the golden core period, and then memorized all the saber techniques in the free area. Never forget.

Back in the room, he asked the god for a piece of braised beef in brown sauce, a piece of braised pork with preserved vegetables, a piece of pickled fish, a piece of rice, and three bottles of beer. The bowls and chopsticks are put into a Qiankun bag.

"It's such a comfortable day!" He rubbed his belly proudly, sat cross-legged on the bed, and practiced quietly according to Jin Danqi's one-knife mentality method, but saw that the knife gang in the lower dantian gradually condensed
A year later, Wu Liangxiu made a breakthrough and reached the early stage of Jindan. He calmed down, recalled all kinds of saber techniques, and took out a low-grade magic weapon-level long saber, and he slowly practiced.

"Crack!" With a flash of saber air, a corner of the table fell, and a crack appeared on the wooden floor.

"The room is not suitable for practicing knives, let's go outside to practice in the mountains and forests!"

With a move in his heart, Wu Liang descended to Daoshan Mountain, flew the sword for more than a hundred kilometers, and then landed in a deserted valley. He took out a low-grade magic weapon-level long sword, and practiced it recklessly.

In less than half a day, he practiced a free book of sword techniques to perfection.

Ten days later, he has practiced more than [-] free sword techniques to perfection!

A year later, he stopped practicing swords. At this time, he has practiced all 530 eight free swordsmanship to the perfect state!

"It's a pity that there are only 530 sword techniques for free in the Kung Fu Palace. The rest of the sword techniques need to be exchanged for contribution points. There are 530 and 360 knife techniques. There are a total of [-] and five different sword moves!"

"The true meaning of one sword is to fuse various sword moves into the simplest, most direct, most effective, fastest, and most powerful one sword. There are more than 8000 sword moves. If they can be combined into one move, their power is already extraordinary. !"

"The sword skills that need to be exchanged for contribution value are nothing more than more powerful and involve sword intent and sword power, which can communicate with the world. From the perspective of moves alone, they are not divorced from the basic sword skills. Why not practice one knife first?"

"Practice a sword that is exclusive to me, and then I can integrate the sword's intention and posture into it!" The thought turned in his mind, and Wu Liang sat cross-legged, one style after another in his mind, constantly flashing one after another.

(End of this chapter)