Demon Hunter and His Hut

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The monster in front of him was divided into two by the Sword of Fate.

The black earth devoured their corpses greedily, and it didn't take long for the surroundings to return to normal.

Compared to before, Roger's feeling is not wrong, the strength has not increased, but the feeling of power is always there.

This made Roger a little weird.

When the Shadow Cabin absorbs the cursed items handed in by Roger when the level is relatively low, it will automatically feed back some spiritual power to Roger.

This was after the Shadow Cabin was upgraded to level ten, and Roger once again assimilated the shadow fragments.

He thought about it and returned to the area shrouded by the hunter's hut again.

With the passage of time, the physical changes gradually appeared, and that powerful feeling was not an illusion, because in the area shrouded by the hunter's hut, Roger could feel the delicate capture of the changes in the surrounding environment at all times.

The energy in this world is no longer chaotic in his eyes. Looking far away, he can even vaguely discern some directions.

There is no fixed reference, and naturally there is no difference between north, south, east, and west, but Roger can almost instinctively perceive where he is.

He began to realize that after upgrading to level ten, the assimilation of other shadow fragments did not bring about an increase in the upper limit of spiritual power.

It's a feeling, or an affinity for the world.

In a flash of light in his mind, he suddenly thought of the words Shan Nu had said.

The rules of the world are indescribable, but at this moment, Roger can clearly feel that he is blending into it.

It turned out to be so.

The body disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it had returned to the training ground of Kermohan.

At this time, there was no one on the training ground. Roger drew out the sword of fate. 33 kinds of swordsmanship flowed in his heart, and his body moved. He quickly noticed the change.

Every kind of swordsmanship principle is very clearly placed in front of him.

This was something Roger had never experienced before, far beyond what he was in when he activated his Aura Residency.

After all, one is understanding and the other is rough cracking.

Every aspect, like an anatomy, unfolded before Roger's eyes.

This allows him to skip a certain stage, and can freely extract the part that suits him.

This is not from the help of the hunter's hut, but as the owner of the hunter's hut, after assimilating the shadow fragments, Roger naturally possesses an ability.

Roger doesn't know if this ability will disappear over time, but at least with this weird blessing, his swordsmanship will jump forward in a leap.

At the same time, the advantages of the Yata-style inheritance began to emerge.

The inheritance of the swordsmanship of Yatagararu, while practicing swordsmanship, will also stimulate the growth of one's own spiritual power.

Compared with the inheritance of other genres, the difficulty index of Yata-style is much higher, and it is getting more and more difficult from beginning to end.

But correspondingly, the growth rate of spiritual power is also getting faster and faster, and the same level is much stronger than other schools.

Entering the sword master level, it will instantly widen the gap.

Roger even believes that there is an almost unreasonable rule in the core of Yatagara-style swordsmanship. It seems that people who have practiced Yatagara-ryu swordsmanship, such as celebrity Jianjiao, have never worried about their lack of spiritual power.

What I think about every moment is the precision of swordsmanship.

As long as the swordsmanship reaches a certain standard, the tide will rise, and the spiritual power will also increase.

And now, at this stage of practice, the accumulation of strengths is also reflected in Roger.

The deeper the comprehension, the faster the improvement of swordsmanship, and at the same time the spiritual power also grows forward by leaps and bounds.

Every moment, Roger could feel his power.

Swordsmanship training naturally cannot be done behind closed doors. For Roger, fighting is the best means, but leaving the area covered by the hunter's hut, that special bonus will disappear.

With a move in his heart, Roger felt that it was time to go out and create some trouble.

Yatagaka celebrities should hide in Hanchuan, but Tengu Shrine should be willing to give themselves a wave of experience.

If he thinks of it, he will do it, return to the eternal world, and then he plans to take the initiative to attack.

In the following period of time, the news of the destruction of the Hlime Peak Shrine spread throughout the world, and all parties were speculating and watching the next move of Tengu Shrine.

Although there are occasional frictions between the shrines and sword houses here, there are very few incidents where the shrines are directly destroyed. However, before many forces have waited for the reaction of Tengu Shrine, Roger took the initiative to attack.

Frequent harassment of other major branch shrines.

Tengu Shrine has a total of 8 branches, one was killed by Roger, one was killed by Yatagaka celebrities, and the remaining six are very likely to belong to the former Tengu God.

With the ability to touch the shadow, Roger hit and ran, and then deliberately left some clues, appearing near the hunter's hut, waiting for the other party to come to the door.

After a fight, the swordsmanship grew rapidly. During this process, Roger even fought against the God Lord Lanying from a distance.

It's a pity that Sun Twilight Gushan has been incarnated as a rock, and he didn't go home often to see it, otherwise he would activate the ability to kill, and with his state, Roger really had the confidence to keep the Lord of Lanying forever.

"Thirty-two!"

The spiritual power in his body became more and more vigorous, and the continuous fighting made him grow rapidly. It won't take long for him to achieve the Nine-Tails state.

For cats, this is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Withdrawing the Sword of Fate, Roger knew that it was time for him to get out of here when he heard the angry roar from a distance.

The first few times, if he hadn't run in time, he would have faced more than just God Lord Lanying at the same time.

"I don't know how far their plans are going."

Roger had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before a fight broke out.

Whichever side completes their plan first will gain an overwhelming advantage.

But at the same time, any shot from either side is an opportunity for Roger.

He needs someone to contain the Jackdaw Sword Master, so that he can do his best to deal with the famous Eight Tatars.

"not enough."

"The Nine-Tails state is far from enough."

What Roger needs is not a close match, but a crushing victory!

He was vigilant in his heart, after all, it had been too long since the Yatako celebrity entered the latter stage of the fourth stage, and he could take that step at any time.

What's more, not long ago, he was almost killed by himself and the shadow elder.

In addition, the advancement of the Spirit Sword Project may also disguisely improve the combat effectiveness of Yatagara celebrities.

Leaving the area controlled by Tengu Shrine, Roger walked all the way to the direction of Qinglu Mountain.

…………

Hanchuan.

The scenery here is the same all year round, and after a long time, it may even make people suspect that everyone is looping on the same day.

The orange sun hangs in the sky, and the entire Hanchuan is clean and free of filth.

A row of clear footprints came up to the top of the mountain.

"Master Sword Master."

Morita Dohiro's voice contained excitement.

He looked old and thin, but his eyes were wide open, and there was an irresistible light in them.

"I succeeded!"

wow.

The door opened, and two figures, one tall and one short, sat in the room.

Morita Dobhi walked into it quickly, he came to the Jackdaw Sword Master, and put the box in his hand on the table.

"The effect of the flower of constant darkness is much better than expected. That flower contains a lot of energy. This is our luck. I thought I had failed several times during the process..."

Morita Dohiro muttered to himself excitedly.

The Jackdaw Sword Master squinted his eyes without interrupting him. After a while, Morita Dohiro didn't seem to notice anything until a trace of impatience appeared on the face of the famous Yatako.

"Please forgive the sword master, I am so excited."

"Crack."

With a soft sound, the wooden box was opened, and the celebrity Yagasaki sitting beside him could not help but straighten his back. Even he was very curious about this weapon.

But he was disappointed.

The box is not a cold weapon, but a large pool of liquid that constantly changes color. That thing exudes a metallic luster, and it also contains vitality.

The Yatatagashi celebrities even felt the unique breath of the three-legged Udon in the box.

"What is this?" he couldn't help asking.

"This is the spirit sword."

Morita Dohiro looked proud.

The Jackdaw Sword Master stretched out the palm of the dead tree, his skin was shriveled as thin as paper, and the Jackdaw Sword Master at this time was so thin that he lost his appearance.

But when his fingers touched the flowing liquid, something wonderful happened.

The liquid flowed, automatically pouring into the palm of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and then spread forward. In the blink of an eye, a pale white weapon appeared in front of him.

Like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword.

It is only two and a half fingers wide, narrow and sharp, pale white overall, and the ridge of the sword is straight, only slightly curved at the top.

At the top of the hilt is a three-legged blackbird, with a sharp beak and eyes emitting a dazzling light.

The Jackdaw Sword Master stretched out his other hand and slowly slid across the blade.

Kakaka.

The palm and the blade rubbed, as if sliding over a rock.

"Does it have a name?"

"That's your right."

Morita Dohiro bowed and answered.

"Then call it Black Moon."

A smile appeared on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Immediately after that, he clenched his palm tightly, and the black qi surging from his body penetrated into the weapon in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

Slowly, the strength of the body faded away, but the body of the Jackdaw Sword Master became full.

The folds on the skin disappeared, and the muscles became full. It didn't take long for him to change his old age, his eyes were sharp, his waist was straight, and he looked dozens of years younger!

"Not bad."

"It's much stronger than the experiment last time. It contained so much power without any reaction."

The Jackdaw Sword Master showed a satisfied smile.

"Now it's just a matter of conversion."

"And the swordsman..."

Morita Michihiro added in a low voice.

"Haven't found a suitable candidate yet?" Yatagaka Celebrity said.

"No."

"Other candidates will seriously affect the strength of the sword master."

"Isn't Jianjiao the best candidate?"

asked the celebrity Yatagara.

"Yes, he is indeed." Morita Dobhi nodded.

"But he doesn't want to."

"The swordsman is not a puppet. If he is willing to cooperate, we will have a lot less trouble."

Morita Dohiro added.

"Then let him agree!"

The celebrity Yatagara sneered, "Leave this to me."

He nodded to the Jackdaw Sword Master, "Don't worry, father, it won't be long before he will come here on his own initiative."

"What are you going to do?" the Jackdaw Sword Master asked.

"Don't worry, I know the scale."

The celebrity Yatagara looked at his father, one of his eyes was completely pale, and the color of the other eye also changed, gradually turning pale.

Before that, in a non-combat situation, the eyes of Yatagaka celebrities were one white and the other black.

This means that his own power has also changed.

"As long as you know."

The Jackdaw Sword Master looked at his son, "It seems that you have already made a choice."

The celebrity Yatagara nodded, "It should have been this way, no matter how unwilling I am, I can only face this reality. This is the ceiling of my strength."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Being able to enter the level of a sword master is the limit of a Yatagara celebrity. He has been accumulating strength, hoping to improve to a relatively high level as much as possible after promotion.

But the battle with Roger has hit the Yatagakashi celebrities deeply, and he has to take that step.

The heavy soles of his feet left a deep footprint on the snow, and he rolled his body in the snow and walked towards the courtyard where Yatagara Jianjiao was located.

The flying snow fluttered, and the sky on the top of Hanchuan changed again at some point. Snowflakes floated down like flying catkins.

In front of him was an empty yard, which belonged to Nao Yuuki, since the last time he came down from Han River.

For nearly two months, he has been living here without going out or seeing anyone.

Jianjiao was draped in a black crow feather coat, with a soft fox fur around his neck, and he was well-dressed.

There was a brazier next to the low table sitting cross-legged.

But even so, the tip of Jianjiao's nose and fingers were slightly red.

Having been taken away from all of his strength, now he only has physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people.

But here is Hanchuan, and the temperature is much lower than outside. With his current physical fitness, he also needs to do some proper warmth here.

"Lord Jianjiao, what are you thinking?"

A woman wearing a snow-white robe with long hair loosely leaned over.

She leaned against Jianjiao's shoulder and wrapped a hand around Jianjiao's arm.

"nothing."

"It's really rare." Jian Jiao shook his head with a wry smile.

"I thought that only death would get this kind of quiet, but I didn't expect that one day I would face it while I was alive."

Yuuki Nao didn't say anything, just tightened his arms.

Although very selfish, deep down she longed for such a life, and even hoped that it would always be like this.

tom!

A majestic figure fell from the sky and hit the ground with a loud noise. The surrounding snow splashed, and the snow was stained with soil.

The silence was destroyed, Jianjiao frowned, and stared at the celebrities who appeared in the courtyard.

"What are you doing here?"

He waved his hand, signaling Nao Yuuki to step back.

Nao Yuuki didn't say anything, bowed to Yatagaka's popular salute, and then slowly stepped back.

With a strange smile on the face of the celebrity Yatagaka, he stared at Nao Yuuki intently.

"good very good."

He pointedly said.

The muscles on Yuuki Nao's body tensed suddenly, and the eyes of the famous Yatagaka fell on her, making her feel as if a sharp sword was pressing against it.

"Celebrity, what are you doing?!"

Jianjiao raised his voice.

"nothing."

The eight Tatar celebrities withdrew their gazes.

"This woman is nice."

"very good."

Jianjiao's face darkened instantly.