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Yeting endured the pain, pulled the wood thorns from the body one by one, swallowed the healing medicine, and fell to the ground. He didn't understand how this sword got out of control.

The same sword moves, there is no omission in the operation of Qi, how can you use it like suicide? Fortunately, it is a wooden sword. Although it is tough, it is not sharp enough. If it is an iron sword, its eyes will be lost.

Ye Ting doesn't know yet, if he is not strong in spirit, he will not be able to release these half-strokes. The young man was the owner of Jinao Island. Although it was only the state of the refining period, the power of the consciousness was amazing.

Ye Ting's soul is strong, but it is inconvenient to communicate with the outside world, the release of consciousness is restricted, and the control ability is naturally far inferior to that of Jinao Island.

If the total amount of his consciousness is a lake, it can be placed outside the Purple House, which is only equivalent to a few taps.

There is still one month left. If you ca n’t cultivate Qinglian Nuhai, your ability to go to school in Beihuang ca n’t compete with the monster that is equivalent to Qi Refining.

Realm is not equal to combat power, even if you are a foundation-building realm, you will not be able to use spells or weapons, and you will also suffer from thick beasts.

Ye Ting gritted his teeth, took the second wooden sword, and tried again.

Before Qinglian's wrath came out of the sword, the anger in the hole was compressed at the same time as the anger burst. This time he slowed down the compression of true qi by nine times, and once again showed the green sea of ​​anger.

In the quiet room, there was a loud noise again, Ye Ting's arms were across, and dozens of wooden thorns penetrated the muscles, which had hit the bones. If the body was not strengthened, his bones would be cracked by wood chips.

The speed of Qi is slowed down, and it is still uncontrollable. There must be something wrong!

Ye Ting was unhappy and pulled out the wood thorn, swallowed the pill, and meditated to rest.

Here in his heart replayed the process of the young man's sword stab, all the true Qi operation was correct, and the rhythm of Qinglian sword song was right. Ye Ting didn't know how powerful his soul was, and thought such memory and imitation were very easy things.

He just thought, I am so slow, I can't imitate it. In battle, with such a fast speed, how can I explode my body's true energy into a sword and control it freely?

The picture was finally fixed at the moment when the iron sword broke, Ye Ting suddenly understood that his sword song was wrong.

Tried to forcibly control the operation of True Qi, and the boy clearly released the sword in the spirit of Jian Ge. I tried to manipulate every true energy to form that wonderful lotus pattern in the sword. The young man's sword is like planting a seed, and then just fertilizing and watering.

If this is the case, you can definitely release the sea of ​​Qinglian anger, but you can't control it like the teenager. Moreover, the youth's attack, the previous sword song anger, completely suppressed the strongest of the enemy.

What he didn't learn was the outbreak of anger. If anger can't suppress the enemy, the enemy will have a chance to block this sword attack. As long as the enemy is given a chance, the one who dies is himself. The gas refining period is, after all, the existence of the bottom of the monks. Swordsmanship fails and everything is over.

Ye Ting is not depressed anymore, if he gets the cheats, he can be invincible in the world, and he has to practice hard.

Ye Ting opened the first page of Qinglian sword song again to see the ink mark. This time, the feeling is completely different. The acupuncture points in the body are like a breath.

Ye Ting found that he could not accumulate too much anger!

This emotion of anger, he was missing from childhood, after his soul was complete, because the memory of the past was taken away, Ye Ting only had a little memory of the previous life, and there was not much change in himself.

In this life, born in Beihuang, anger is meaningless.

Besieged the visitor and the comrades in the village had only four people dead. He did not feel any anger. Setting a trap and taking people's blood ginseng is a price that must be paid.

Jiaolong wants to eat himself in exchange for sending Wolf Creek to three people to cross the river. He is not angry. Even if this is an unfair transaction, the other party may ruin the promise at any time.

Is a dragon sacrifice platform that you are willing to go to. If you become a sacrifice, you deserve it.

On that day, the young boy in Jinyi beat Wolf Creek ...

Yeting felt a trace of anger. His purple house knew the sea, and the memories of the previous ten years in the silt resonated. He had no instincts, but in the depths of his soul, he had the anger of being taken away.

Anger, caused by Wolf Creek, resonated with the memory of the previous life, Ye Ting took the third wooden sword, a breathing room, and ran on the wall in this quiet room for a circle, exceeding his speed limit. This process, also At the same time, the true energy in his acupuncture point was compressed to the extreme.

Block my path and prevent me from living forever?

No, this anger is not enough.

Innocent Wolf Creek, have the ability, come to me!

The wooden sword in Ye Ting's hands made a fierce explosion, but did not really explode. He felt the anger in that ink stain. This anger has not lost its sanity, and its true energy has never been so clear.

The true energy within nine hundred and ten tricks was compressed to the limit of his ability, without exploding, but with a sword stabbed out. The power in the sword was released, blooming layer by layer, suddenly losing control on the way and exploding.

Only this time, Ye Ting was not hurt. He was in the center of the explosion, and the wood chips did not fly to his body. It bypassed, like catkins met a tree and turned in the wind, naturally.

Ye Ting stood in place, no joy and no sorrow.

Is partly successful? No, I still failed. Although this sword is very powerful, it is used to attack the enemy. I am afraid that it will cause heavy damage to the enemy in the condensate period. The problem is that after one sword, his true energy has consumed 80%, and he can no longer attack the second sword.

And the power of this sword is blooming layer by layer. The process of diminishing power is not controlled by yourself. If the enemy's position is not at the attack point, this sword's power is wasted by half, and it can only threaten one target at most.

The young man in the sword spectrum killed more than 300 people with a sword, what a control ability! The two opposing emotions of anger and calmness are combined, and there is no gap.

continue! There are twenty-seven days.

Since he was no longer injured, Ye Ting speeded up the practice of the sword. One wooden sword shattered in his hand. When the two hundred seventy-seven wooden swords were destroyed, he finally showed Qinglian Nuhai completely. .

In the skin sac, except for the healing elixir, the rest of the elixir has bottomed out, leaving less than one bottle.

Director Ye Ting sighed, and this time it took another six days. Twenty-one days remain before the master's request. And his Qinglian Nuhai, barely started.

Youth in the sword spectrum can distribute attack power according to the strength of the enemy. His anger was very pure, and the eruption took less than a breath. When the anger was released, it was like the deep sea suddenly roaring, which would make the enemies of the foundation realm lose their hearts.

If this is not the case, the foundation monk can put a defensive talisman, and can resist it.

And what about myself? The goal of this sword can only be one. It is not impossible to release the layers of the lotus petals, but unfortunately it is impossible to control the next round of attacks, unless the enemy stands still and there is always a target to be hit.

There is a special power in the youth's anger. Ye Ting recalled carefully, and suddenly remembered the passage on the sword spectrum.

In the 16th year, the pirates of the Cang killed the Star City, and I was a single sword, and I went to the road to destroy it.

Ye Ting suddenly realized that the youth's anger was caused by the bandits slaughtering the city. He went there alone, without looking back, and the unevenness in his chest was so pure, free of impurities.

This anger comes from people's hearts, not from heaven. Heaven will control your mortal life or death?

Daomen Xiu Tianyi, Momen Xiuhongchen!

The teenager is not a knight, but a real demon on earth. Under that sword, there was no mercy, and no mercy. Just take it for granted! No one can stop what I want to do!

The essence of Qinglian Nuhai is to cultivate this pure anger.

Since Ye Ting knew the direction, his soul also absorbed the sword spirit of Qinglian Nuhai, and practicing again was much easier. It's just that his control ability is a short board after all, and the time for anger is as long as three breaths. If this process is shortened and the anger is insufficient, the power of the sword moves will be reduced and the enemy will not be deterred.

But as long as the road is right, it is only a matter of time to improve the swordsmanship. Ye Ting merged his anger into the swordsmanship, repeatedly polished it, and spent another three days before putting down this type of swordsmanship to see the Qinglian swordsman. The second page.

The second page, can't you open it?

Ye Ting was also not disappointed. It took 42 days to get started on the first page. Even if he could turn the second page, he would have no time to learn.

Regarding the second page, it may be the practice formula of the condensate period, it is useless to read it.

Forget it, there are still eighteen days, to complete the next three tasks, but also try advanced condensate. Ye Ting felt that there was too little time, and the UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not continue to practice sword art.

Ten Fang Purgatory Dao Qi Refining has been completed, as is the Qinglian Jiange Qi Refining, 910 points have been expanded to the extreme. All acupoints are turned into pure blue, and the lotus pattern inside is propped up, just like the meridians in the acupoints, and the adjustment ability is subtle to the extreme.

Ye Ting feels that he is still a little bit worse, and now he can also coagulate, just to make him feel inadequate.

Ye Ting organizes the things around him. The food and water in the skin can be maintained for 20 days. The remaining medicine is four and a half bottles. There are twenty-three wooden swords left, a wooden symbol for return.

In the storage bag is a piece of metal given to him by Yang Mei, a white jade charm, nineteen purple gold charms, and five hundred universal charms. A pot of artificially refined spirit liquid, a bottle of Yangmoxiu Shendan, there are only three in it. This is the best of all the medicines. Then there are medicines such as Yunlingdan and Tianmobu Shendan. Thirty-six bottles, big and small.

The same elixir is also divided into grades. This time Yu Wenxuan gave him the best of the same elixir, but a bottle is no longer ten or twelve. There are at most three in all elixir and at least one.

These immortals can be used in combat, so they were separated by Ye Ting and reserved for trial.

Unfortunately, the storage bag is too small, and the length, width, and height of the space inside are less than two feet. The wooden sword foot is five feet long and cannot be put in. Unless Ye Ting condenses, you can open your own token space. The token space of the true disciple is one foot, Ye Ting has three feet, and the spear can also be put in.

Now food and water must be left outside, and it is not convenient to carry the test with the skin on your back. Twenty-three wooden swords, Ye Ting thought to bring seven, six tied with the original belt, back on the back, after holding a wooden sword in his hand, Ye Ting pushed the first bronze door.