"What a pity! You can't weaken your skills anymore, otherwise you will not be able to control Beidou!"

Wang Foer and Old Man Cang joined forces to fight a black dragon eagle. His heart was like all changes around the infinite starry sky reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness. Although his skills were the weakest, he did not see any panic in a single move and move, which was directly at the most difficult angle to defend against by the dragon eagle.

Relying on the divine weapon, Beidou, the soul-devouring power, the dragon eagle is even hard to be injured by iron bones, copper skin, swords, and the swords are hard to be damaged. Their edge looks even more shocking than the old man Cang.

The sword technique is a martial arts skill that is weaker and more powerful, the higher the martial arts skill, the less dependent on the calculation ability of the sword technique. This is not a defect of the sword technique itself but a defect of human nature.

If you have simple methods, you often don’t want to use complex methods to solve the problems you face. These principles are simple things that everyone knows on the earth in the 21st century, but in the Middle Earth, China, a world where force is respected, it has become a shield that many people cannot understand.

The Xing and Yan families tried their best to improve their martial arts and then understand the "Sword Art" and naturally fell into a blind spot in their thinking. Otherwise, with the emergence of talents from the two families, no one would be able to master this martial art.

Wang Foer is now "practice of swordsmanship" and uses Longjiu, a powerful and incomparable opponent to hone his calculation ability. Only by trying his best to compress his skills can he exert many subtleties of the "Sword Technique".

The battle reached the most exciting place. Wang Fo'er roared and took back the Beidou with a long roar. He stepped slowly and stepped lightly. He even further compressed his skills to the sixth grade.

Without Beidou's cheering skills, the first-grade Wang Foer suddenly became critical. Fortunately, there were peerless masters like Old Man Cang who were guarding several major crises, which made Wang Foer thriller avoid them ten times more embarrassed than just now.

The people from Xing and Yan families didn't know what Wang Fo'er was doing. Xingwu saw that the place was not good, and hurriedly rushed over to join forces. With the help of the two masters, they gradually tied the form for Wang Fo'er. The change of finger force from the air was becoming more and more complicated and exquisite. Often, counting the finger force condensed into a small net to lock the key parts of the Dragon Eagle.

"How could this kid practice sword skills to this point?"

Xingwu was secretly shocked. He knew that Wang Foer had entered the Yan family's martial arts monument and practiced the sword technique, but he did not think that this matter was so important. After all, no one in the Yan family had been able to cultivate this martial arts for many years. He only thought that Wang Foer had experienced some of the basics.

Now that he joined forces with Wang Foer to fight Longjiu, he was shocked to find that Wang Foer may not have reached the level of Yan Chidan, the founder of the Yan family, but his understanding of the sword technique has been far from the height that the two families can reach in the past dynasties.

"I should have taken the time to go back to Longjiu Village and asked that person the secret of the sword technique. This martial art should not be reproduced in the hands of outsiders!"

Xingwu accidentally threw the Spoken God off by the Dragon Eagle Tail Feather and knocked him off his shoulder with a blow. He was shocked and immediately withdrew from the battle.

Wang Foer shouted when he saw Xingwu being injured. It turned out that his spirit was stronger than his strength, and the strength shot out of his fingers was faintly transformed into a slight ray of sharp sword energy. The lethality of the sword energy doubled.

"One liang is more than ten pounds of iron and four liang can be used to make ten thousand pounds of pounds!"

Wang Foer had long understood this technique, but he had never had the opportunity to use it today to force him out of his move when facing the pressure of the dragon and the earth. Although the Yan family's sword technique was not particularly clever in the internal strength, it was not a method without lethality.

Communication with the Nine Heavens Star Constellation turned into a finger-up sword energy. It was originally Yan Chidan's specialty back then. This sword energy is not fierce but contains the mysterious thoughts of the endless starry sky. It can avoid the enemy's powerful body and directly hit the enemy's essence and soul.

The black dragon eagle hit several sword energy and felt that her eyes were full of illusions, and her claws slammed into the wings and thrust her hands repeatedly. The old man Cang made a move and hit her back with a whine and rushed to the sky.

Just as Yanhuang Mountain fought hard with the Zhuhong Dragon Eagle. The other dragon eagle was defeated and had already retreated to the ground. The two dragon eagles immediately flapped their wings and flew away all the opponents.

The people in Longjiu Village were unable to pursue these two "enemy" and each fell to the ground to use their power to regulate the huge amount of true energy consumed.

The more Wang Fo'er used his strength, the more he became, the more he was full of energy. However, this was also bright. He calculated that the attack mode of the Dragon Eagle consumed his brain power. The stinging pain caused his eyes to be dark and it was very uncomfortable.

"Looking back, I have to find out if there is any mental method to regulate my brain. If I continue to use my brain, it is easy to get over-purpose and bald. Although I am a monk, I don't need to be so professional!" I silently used the great Ridge mental method to restore the energy consumed.

After a while, the people in Longjiu Village were gasping for a while and decided to thank Wang Foer.

"I heard that Yan Chimei offended Uncle Xing and didn't know what was going on. I came to ask. Unexpectedly, I encountered these two beasts attacking me. The villagers were fine?"

Yan Huangshan smiled at Wang Foer and said, "That bastard went to steal Xiaoxue's clothes for nothing. I have taught him a lesson. Insurance he will not have such thoughts in the future. If the abbot comes to plead, I will let them go. As long as they don't come to us to make trouble in the future!"

Wang Foer smiled and complained in his heart: "Stolen clothes? I'm afraid it's not stealing underwear? Yan Huangshan looked at Wen Hou and might be ruthless. If Yan Chimei had castrated Yan Chimei, how could I explain to General Huo Yuan?"

Xingwu seemed to have a hatred for Yan Chimei, and hurriedly explained it. But a moment, the young children from Longjiu Village had already escorted hundreds of soldiers of the Fire Ape Army. Seeing that these Xidi soldiers had changed into Panda tribes. Some people had one black circles and two people had rare black circles. Wang Foer held back his smile and bowed to Xingwu and said, "Thank you, Uncle Xing, for selling my affection, I will warn you strictly."

After taking these people, Wang Foer took them straight to the back mountain.
Chapter completed!