Douluo: Starting from helping Qian Renxue change her life against the sky

Chapter 137 Domineering
Then, he clicked on the little plus sign behind the Benlei swordsmanship, and went up two levels in succession, consuming 2400 justice points.

"It would be nice if there was more justice."

Ye Feng feels a little pity, because he also wants to upgrade his swordsmanship with justice.

Now it seems that you can only practice slowly by yourself.

Call out the information panel.

[Host: Ye Feng]

[Cultivation level: the middle stage of washing the marrow and bigu (quadruple)]

【Cultivation method: Small Accomplishment of Five Thunder Corrections (Sixth level)】

【Body training: Introduction to Benlei swordsmanship (fifth stage)】

[Skills: Golden Light Curse Consummation, Introduction to Sword Control (Level [-])]

[Items: Yin Yang Promise LV2, Suppressing Evil Talisman (consumable), Taixu Youlong Sword LV1]

[Justice value: 0]

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction, but his body stinks.

He smiled helplessly and went outside to wash off the dirt on his body.

Seeing that Ye Feng's strength seemed to have increased again, Yan Chixia couldn't help but examine it carefully.

"hiss!"

When she saw Ye Feng's current cultivation level, Yan Chixia gasped, her eyelids twitched, and she felt bad.

This apprentice is too evil, it makes him feel a lot of pressure!
Yan Chixia let out a chuckle, and said mockingly, "How can I compare with my apprentice? No matter how strong he is, he is still my apprentice."

For the next half month, Ye Feng spent all his time practicing sword control in the courtyard.

The old god Yan Chixia is drinking wine, which is called leisurely.

He is very satisfied with Ye Feng, an extremely talented and diligent apprentice.

Seeing Ye Feng encountering shackles, Yan Chixia patiently pointed out.

Yan Chixia is a double-cultivator of martial arts and Taoism. She is very high in Taoism and not weak in martial arts. She is an acquired martial artist.

In addition to teaching Ye Feng how to practice swordsmanship, he also taught Ye Feng many boxing and light kung fu.

"Huh! Ha!"

Every morning, Ye Feng would get up with the crowing of the cock and practice boxing and sword in the courtyard.

His strength has also gradually increased, and his body has become stronger, with streamlined muscles and six-pack abs are clearly visible.

Among the tuners, there was a grinding disc, which was quite heavy, weighing at least two to three hundred catties. Shi'er used to just lift it in front of his face. Ye Feng tried it and found that he could lift it easily.

In other words, his strength surpassed two or three hundred catties.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. If he continued to practice martial arts, he might sooner or later be as brave and diligent as his cultivation in martial arts.

The power is tyrannical, coupled with the horror of Taoism, and the superposition of long-range and short-range attacks, the picture is exciting just thinking about it.

"This kid is really hardworking."

On the second floor, Yan Chixia looked at Ye Feng who was tossing outside holding a millstone, and couldn't help but think of Shi'er.

Shi'er is also very talented in martial arts, but his talent in cultivation is much worse.

"Talent and hard work are inseparable, and talent is useless without hard work."

Yan Chixia smiled, and the more she looked at Ye Feng, the more satisfied she became.

"My lord, breakfast is ready, it's time to eat."

Xiaoshuang walked into the courtyard and said to the enthusiastic Ye Feng: "Young Master Cui asked me to tell you that the time for the rural examination has come, and he will leave Wumenju in a few days."

"Understood, don't wait for me, just leave me some food."

Ye Feng didn't look back, and didn't stop.

Xiaoshuang responded, went to clean the house, and then looked at Ye Feng in a daze, bored.

Mo Chou was reincarnated and left her in Wumenju to take care of Cui Shusheng and Ye Feng.

On weekdays, Xiaoshuang serves tea and water, serving everyone very thoughtfully.

The only exception was Ye Feng, who refused to let her serve her life or death.

Xiaoshuang was very depressed. She had other thoughts about this savior, but it was hard to get close to her.

Ye Feng put down the millstone, and Xiaoshuang followed him timidly.

"Why follow me? You are brother Cui's maid now."

Before Mo Chou left, she warned Xiaoshuang not to seek death, and asked her to stay and serve Cui Shusheng.

Xiaoshuang was full of grievances, she really didn't want to follow Cui Shusheng, she just wanted to serve Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng is from modern times, and he has no habit of being served at all.

What's more, the reason he worked so hard to cultivate was also to get out into the rivers and lakes as soon as possible and earn a lot of justice points.

The days passed by, seeming plain as water.

Until one day, someone came to challenge.

"Hahaha, Yan Chixia, I finally found you, let's see where you are going this time?"

The gate of Wumenju was kicked open, and a tall man dressed in linen and cloth robes walked in arrogantly holding a long sword.

"Xia Houxiu, you're so good, how dare you smash the door of my house."

Yan Chixia was furious, and flew out from the second floor, looking at the smashed door with great distress.

That was the thought that Shi'er had left for him, but it was trampled to death, how could Yan Chixia not be angry.

"Yan Chixia, I miss you so much after a few months away."

After Xia Houxiu finished speaking, he drew his sword and pointed at Yan Chixia: "I heard that brother Yan is very good at swordsmanship, so I came here to ask for advice!"

"A sword is a sharp weapon for killing people, so don't compare them."

Yan Chixia is unpredictable and has a bad temper: "I told you earlier that it is no comparison, why are you still haunted!"

Xia Houxiu held the sword horizontally in front of his body, the sword's intent screamed, and the chill fell down, like a long sword with a handle on his neck, blood would splash on the spot at any time.

I only heard Xia Houxiu say: "You took the title of the world's number one swordsman, but returned to the mountains and forests, how can I become the world's number one swordsman?"

"It's just a false name, take it if you want." Yan Chixia frowned, looking very impatient.

"No, I must defeat you with my own hands to prove that I am the number one swordsman in the world." Xia Houxiu refused to let go.

Yan Chixia shook her head: "I told you, the No. 1 head in the world is for you, please don't bother me anymore."

Xia Houxiu heard the words and said, "I don't care, we must fight."

"If the sword is out of its sheath, people will die." Yan Chixia spread her hands helplessly.

"Then fight to the death, whoever dies loses."

This guy is a ruthless character, he will die if he opens his mouth and shuts it up.

In order to pursue the name of the world's number one swordsman, he has gone mad.

"You are sick! Get out of here."

Yan Chixia cursed and no longer tried to persuade her.

Xia Houxiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long sword in his hand flowed, piercing out like a violent wind and rain, and the sky was full of sword shadows, causing storms.

Jianfeng pointed directly at Yan Chixia's vitals, and his attack was a fatal move.

hum!
Yan Chixia flicked out the hilt of the sword, and the ancient sword clanked and clanked.

Jingle Jingle!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of crisp metal collisions continued endlessly.

I saw two figures flying in the courtyard, sword shadows filled the sky, and the sky was darkened.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Seeing that Lie Xin was happy, Xia Houxiu shot with all his strength, and immediately shot out his sword energy.

Yan Chixia's ancient sword swept across, and also shot out a sword aura, cutting the opponent's sword aura to pieces.

Xia Houxiu tapped his toes to the ground, raised his sword and stabbed Yan Chixia's throat.

In an instant, the sword energy swept across all directions, and the bamboo leaves fell to pieces, before they fell to the ground, they were crushed by the sword energy.

Yan Chixia didn't panic at all, she swung her sword to block, and the sword energy shot out through her body.

The moves of pointing, horizontal, vertical, hooking, skimming, and lifting are extremely sharp and extremely fast. Xia Houxiu was caught off guard and backed up again and again, tired of coping.

Yan Chixia's swordsmanship is dignified and majestic.

Xia Houxiu's swordsmanship is domineering and majestic.

"Swordsmanship should be upright."

Yan Chixia sneered, and stabbed forward with an ordinary ancient sword in her hand. The speed seemed to be very slow, but the momentum was as majestic as the sea.

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(End of this chapter)