I can strengthen infinitely

After drinking and eating, Qin Yuesheng took the opportunity to find an excuse to leave, left the Huang family compound, and walked towards the place where the sword light flashed just now.

This is a very old small house. There are four or five scarecrows tied to wooden sticks at the door, and a few stone locks are piled up in the corner of the wall not far away. This should be what Huang Ye and the others mentioned. That nameless sword gym.

"Who would have imagined that a master whose strength is higher than that of a master hides in such a small village to teach ordinary people how to learn swordsmanship." Qin Yuesheng couldn't help thinking to himself.

When he had just arrived four or five steps outside the wall door, a voice suddenly sounded inside the door.

"It's getting late, what's up?"

It was a rather old voice, and it sounded like an elderly person.

Qin Yuesheng didn't feel anything special, most of the people who can become grandmasters are old people, and the rest are middle-aged, so young as Qin Yuesheng is a grandmaster, it can be said to be extremely rare, rare and rare, there can be five in the world It is extremely difficult.

"The sword just now was amazing, so I came here to pay a visit." Qin Yuesheng said.

"You like swords too?" the man asked.

Qin Yuesheng shook his head: "I like to use knives."

"Then no matter how amazing my swordsmanship is, it has nothing to do with you."

Qin Yuesheng thought for a while: "The accent of the senior is very familiar. Could it be that he is from Jiangnan?"

The man's voice paused, and he said after a long time, "Come in."

Pushing the door open and entering the room, one can see that the interior is quite refined, with wooden chairs, wooden tables, wooden beds, and a special sword stand with all kinds of swords hanging on it.

There are many kinds of long swords, short swords, three-pronged swords, mother-in-law swords.

Behind the wooden table in the room, an old man with white hair was sitting.

He has bright eyes, a ruddy complexion, a green robe, and a brand new wooden sword that has not been polished and has many nicks on the sword.

"Old man, Qin Yuesheng is going to the south of the Yangtze River." Qin Yuesheng clasped his fists and said.

"There are young masters like you out there..." Looking at Qin Yuesheng, the old man couldn't help sighing with emotion, and at the same time showed a trace of envy and regret on his expression.

"There are only a few hundred masters in the world of Kyushu, and the other masters must have left. Since the old man chose to leave the world of Kyushu, why is he living in seclusion in this small village alone? place." Qin Yuesheng found a chair and sat down and said.

"Little brother said that the five qi are so easy to go to Yuanjing, and his strength must be far higher than what I just guessed. He is really a young talent. I have lived here for many years and have never fought against anyone. Why don't we go to Lei Xiaoshan tonight some."

"Naturally." Qin Yuesheng nodded in response.

Judging from the opponent's sword just now, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary master. Now that he has just entered the Three Flowers Gathering Realm, it is great to be able to fight against the strong and gain some insights.

The two got up and planned to go out. At this time, Qin Yuesheng realized that the old man was planning to go out with the wooden sword in his hand, and had no intention of using those iron swords at all.

The weapon Qin Yuesheng used was the Celestial Soldier, even if it was a divine soldier, he would not be a match for him, let alone a wooden sword. The weapons are different, so how can we fight?

Qin Yuesheng is not weaker than the old man, and he can let the opponent hold a wooden sword and hit him, so he took the initiative to remind: "Old man, my sword is not ordinary, even if you have reached the Wuqi Chaoyuan state, you can still use it." You can't beat me with a wooden sword, so let's change it now."

The old man glanced at Qin Yuesheng, then shook his head lightly: "This is not my sword, and my sword is not ordinary, so you don't have to worry."

"Okay." Seeing the other party's insistence, Qin Yuesheng didn't say anything more, and walked out of the door first, followed by the old man, and the two left Wangjian Village one after another, heading for Leixiao Mountain deep.

The number of human-faced owls in Leixiao Mountain is rampant, and the number is huge. Qin Yuesheng killed so many today, but it still has no impact on the ecology of the entire Leixiao Mountain, and just cleaned up an area. Right now, it is just for Qin Yuesheng to compete The venue, to ensure that there will be no disturbance from those face owls.

Chapter 370 [370] Juggernaut

At night, mist surrounds the mountains.

The mountains are hung with black veils at night.

Qin Yuesheng stood on the top of a mountain, holding a knife in one hand, and fixed his eyes on the old man ten feet away.

The other party was holding a wooden sword in his hand, very ordinary person.

"I'm asking for advice." As soon as Qin Yuesheng finished speaking, his whole body started to move.

Swish!

At his level of strength, his every move has already been as fast as a gust of wind, which is hard to measure.

In just an instant, Qin Yuesheng had already slashed in front of the opponent with a knife.

The wind of the knife is sharp and sharp.

At the same time, the old man moved.

His eyes opened slightly, and a bright glow suddenly burst out.

At the same time, his right hand also moved.

The unpretentious and ordinary wooden sword directly faced the evil spirit tiger in Qin Yuesheng's hand.

call out!

Not to mention the wooden sword, even if it was an ordinary divine weapon, before the evil spirit and the tiger, it would have been cut in two, but the old man is not stupid, he dared to fight with a wooden sword, so he must have his own support.

As soon as it was said, a white sword energy suddenly emerged from the wooden sword, and collided fiercely with the blade of Tianxie Husha.

The white sword energy was so soft that it actually swallowed the evil spirit tiger into it, using softness to overcome rigidity, instantly relieved Qin Yuesheng's knife of a lot of strength.

As soon as the old man succeeded in one blow, he threw the wooden sword in his hand strangely and let it fall to the ground freely. He waved his two fingers, and the wooden sword flew up by itself without anyone controlling it, spinning around Tianxiehusha .

Immediately, the white sword energy turned into a soft strand, tightly binding the entire Heavenly Evil Tiger Sha, like spinning silk into a cocoon.

"Get up." The old man let out a low voice, and the wooden sword shot straight up into the sky, snatching the evil tiger from Qin Yuesheng's hand and taking it to the sky.

How could Qin Yuesheng let the other party snatch the knife from his hand so easily, and immediately stretched out his hand to grab it, and his internal force exploded, and he wanted to use his internal force to forcefully take back Tianxiehusha, but the old man didn't intend to give him this opportunity. Facing Qin Yuesheng's chest, the sword pointed out.

Although it was only two fingers, Qin Yuesheng felt a blur in front of his eyes, and an extremely sharp sapphire blue sword stabbed towards him.

A cold sense of crisis permeated directly from Qin Yuesheng's back to the back of his head, making him tremble all over, and his hairs stood on end.

This is life and death crisis!

hum!

The Golden Bell of Hunyuan Fortune appeared instantly, spinning around Qin Yuesheng's body, loyally protecting the lord.

Nine purple dragons were floating and sinking in the nine pieces of purple mist, and the dragons could not stop singing. In this atmosphere, the sword pierced the surface of the golden bell cover quietly and accurately.

Keng!

There was a clanging iron sound, deafening, Qin Yuesheng's eyes changed, and he saw a hole appeared on the surface of the golden bell cover.

Since Qin Yuesheng owned it, the only one who can make the world-level body-protecting magic, the Hunyuan Good Fortune golden bell cover into this kind of existence is the previous immortal Wu Anjun.