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With a soft sound of "pop", the porcelain bottle suddenly turned into powder and fell into the palm of his hand, and some black powder and blue powder were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish from each other.

"You ......" The middle-aged man turned his head violently, his face was already covered with a layer of black gas, his eyes burst with lightning, and he glared at Xiao Yuesheng resentfully.

This poison is seven steps to break the intestines, see the blood to seal the throat, the poison is incomparable, and the onset is very fast, within seven steps, poisoning and death.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, the killing intent boiling in his heart, and pressed his left thumb towards the void.

In the loud roar, the invisible sword qi broke through the air, and a round hole appeared in the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, splashing a ball of blood.

He stared at Xiao Yuesheng with a shocked face, his cold eyes were full of confusion, unwilling, he slowly fell, fell to the sky, remained silent, and died.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand, and the scabbard on the middle-aged man's waist flew up, disappeared, and landed firmly in his hand, returning the knife to the sheath.

threw the knife away, threw it at Rong Ziju, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, this is a treasure knife, it's rare to see, accept it!"

"Yes, master!" Rong Ziju saw that the middle-aged man was dead, breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly reached out to take it, pulled it out, and looked at it carefully.

While looking at it, he sighed and admired, no longer worried about the immeasurable fifteen disciples, and admired it with peace of mind, the blade of the knife flashed with luminous light, like a pool of autumn water rippling, and the chill of Sen Sen penetrated along the luminous light, piercing straight into the pores.

The blade is also engraved with a pattern that is so subtle that you can't see it unless you look closely.

In the glow of the water, a blooming chrysanthemum looms, indescribable mystery and beauty, which makes people want to see it again.

"Master, it's a good knife!" he looked up and exclaimed.

Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands in his hands, glanced at the field, and a group of people were indistinguishable and deadlocked, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

He smiled and nodded: "Yes, it is really a godsend for such a treasure knife to fall into our hands,...... Uncle Shi wants to change his sword technique?"

Rong Ziju was stunned: "I changed my sword technique?"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Although our Infinite Sword is a sword sect, there should also be people who are proficient in swordsmanship, and each sword has its own strengths. ”

"However, there is no sword technique in our sect, and I have never practiced it......" Rong Ziju hesitated for a moment, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him up and down, and said with a smile: "There are similarities between sword techniques and sword techniques, and it is easier to start,...... I also created eight tricks, if my uncle wants to practice, I will pass them on to you. ”

Rong Ziju hesitated, quite reluctant, but looked at the treasure knife, but he couldn't put it down, if he practiced the knife technique, this knife must belong to him.

Holding this knife, as if the blood is connected, indescribably handy, difficult to give up, if you don't practice, this knife will not belong to you.

For a moment, he hesitated.

Xiao Yuesheng turned his head, looked at the situation in the field, and shouted: "It's over, don't practice anymore!"

"Yes, sir!" shouted in unison, their voices raised with excitement.

Their long swords swing freely, the immeasurable eight swords control Ruyi, the power is unexpectedly grand, the more they fight, the more energetic, the more mellow the moves, I can't wait to keep fighting, the whole body is warm, such as the feeling of practicing internal skills.

Xiao Yuesheng gave an order, they endured it, and their moves suddenly changed, and the most powerful move in the immeasurable eight swords was used.

The immeasurable eight swords are only eight moves, but each move can be combined with the rest of the moves to form a chain of moves, and the power is doubled.

This is mysterious, and it is difficult for outsiders to see it, they only think that it is just two tricks, and it is difficult to regard it as one trick.

The sword light soared, the immeasurable eight swords were powerful, and the muffled snort was endless, and these men were hit by the sword one after another, falling to the ground, and did not die.

They were all tough guys, and although they were injured and in pain, none of them groaned, just snorted and gritted their teeth silently, as if their bodies were not their own.

In the blink of an eye, they fell to the ground one after another, and none of them survived.

The fifteen disciples put away their swords and returned them to their sheaths, their steps fluttering, and they stood still behind Xiao Yuesheng, standing straight and not saying a word.

The morning breeze came slowly, stirring their clothes, and they stood tall and motionless.

Xiao Yuesheng turned around and nodded at everyone: "Well, it's not bad, it's a little success!"

Everyone pursed their lips, their eyes were shining, and they couldn't suppress their excitement, these men were all masters, if they had changed the past, they wouldn't have been able to withstand a few moves.

Now, they were lying on the ground, defeated by their own hands, and the contrast between the front and the back was so great that they were excited and full of excitement.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at everyone and said lightly: "Defeating these people is not a big skill, you still haven't practiced your swordsmanship at home, go back and practice hard,...... Throw them down the hill!"

"Yes, boss!" everyone replied with a bang, and immediately moved.

They each mentioned two people, their feet were light and elegant, as if the two people in their hands were straw men, and they went down the mountain in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Yuesheng retracted his gaze and came to Rong Ziju, he was still in a daze, frowning, motionless, and his face changed.

"Uncle Shi?" Xiao Yuesheng coughed lightly, woke him up, and smiled: "Uncle Shi has thought about it?"

"Huh?" Rong Ziju raised his head, saw that it was him, sighed, looked down at the treasure knife in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll change my sword technique!"

"Hehe, Uncle Shi has made a wise choice!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed, nodded in approval, and said with a smile: "My eight-move sword technique is by no means inferior to the sword technique, and with this treasure knife to match, it is even more powerful, if Uncle Shi practices well, he can protect himself!"

"Okay!" Rong Ziju perked up.

Since this incident, the fifteen disciples of the Infinite Sword have practiced harder, and they usually practice swordsmanship with every move, even if they eat and make chopsticks carry things, they must use swordsmanship.

Xiao Yuesheng used a poisonous trick, every time he had breakfast, there was only one dish, which was divided into two groups, one to defend and the other to rob.

Five people at a time, ten people to rob, a quarter of an hour is limited, how much to grab, the rest belongs to those five people.

The dish every morning is the most delicious, but unfortunately few people can eat it, and they can't eat the food, so they can only drink porridge and eat steamed buns.

They practiced their swords harder, no one was slack, and they all wanted to eat a bite of good food, which was not only delicious, but also raised their eyebrows.

Rong Ziju changed his sword technique, Xiao Yuesheng had the Biyue Sword, and thought in his heart, it was useless to keep the sword, so it was better to make it play the greatest role.

Infinite eight knives, rigid or soft, fast or slow, and so on, each knife looks simple and simple, without any subtlety.

The principle of the eight knives is similar to the eighteen palms of the dragon, relying on the sharp sword, the destruction is free, and the moves are not subtle, and the force will descend.

Each knife is matched with a kind of strength, the route is different, you need to be proficient, so the move is simple, you want the knife to to, the strength is with, but it is not easy.

Rong Ziju is not stupid, and he learns eight tricks quickly.

He practiced a single move, in order to be proficient, first practiced a trick to tease the yin knife, pulled the knife out of the sheath, and took advantage of the trend, and was ruthless and fast.

After practicing this trick well, he learned from the disciples in the faction, and his internal strength was better than all the disciples, and with this move, no one could stop it.

This move gathers the internal force into one knife, even if the opponent's internal force is stronger than his own, he can't stop it.

If the opponent's internal strength is several times stronger than himself and can block this knife, but he has a treasure knife, he is not afraid, in this way, it is indeed enough to break into the martial arts!

After practicing a trick, he ran to Xiao Yuesheng, not knowing how to thank him.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, diverted the topic, talked about some things about the development of the faction, and said nothing more about the Eight Moves Sword Technique.

In the evening, in the afterglow of the sunset, Xiao Yuesheng was reading on the big stone on the top of the mountain, looking leisurely.

Not far away, a small red clay stove gurgled and the white gas rose in a curling voice, a gust of wind blew, the white gas drifted away, and the fragrance of tea was endless.

Song Shanyue suddenly appeared, wearing a blue shirt and looking handsome.

He fluttered under his feet, silently came to the front, stood solemnly, motionless, he took three pills, his internal strength increased greatly, and his light power was stronger.

Xiao Yuesheng put down the book and turned his head to look at the big red post he was holding.

Song Shanyue stepped forward and presented a red invitation with both hands: "Boss, two people knocked on the mountain just now and sent this post." ”

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to take it, opened it and took a look: "Su Xinghe invited the world's talents who are proficient in chess to come to the deaf and dumb valley of Henan Drum Mountain on the eighth day of the second month. ”

The characters are divided into four lines, and the font is thin and clear, revealing a faint and elegant atmosphere.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at the four lines, nodded, and suddenly laughed.

Seeing this invitation, he remembered this incident, Su Xinghe set up a Zhenlong chess game, but he was the head of the free faction!

Song Shanyue said respectfully: "Uncle Shi asked me by the way, do you want to go?"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Song Shanyue, although the two had a deep friendship, and now their identities are different, but he refused to still have a relationship with his senior brothers, and he was not reluctant.

He nodded: "I'm going,...... You come with me, you can't practice behind closed doors, and get a long insight in the martial arts outside. ”

"Yes!" Song Shanyue replied respectfully, suppressing his excitement.

(To be continued)