Devil’s Advent

"It's a good name. It's both pointy and straightforward."

Zheng Fan clapped his hands,

That's it.

Xiao Jiantong was stunned for a moment, she really couldn't understand that this "boss" just gave his name so casually?

When I think about how I will be called every day for the next twenty years:

Bitch, have you eaten yet?

Bitch, good morning!

Bitch, the weather is fine today.

Little Jiantong is about to go berserk, but there are two ways for a smart person to go berserk and a fool to go berserk.

Only the little sword boy said:

"How long have you been stuck on the eighth grade?"

"Um?"

Zheng Fan was about to take Siniang's hand and go back to review yesterday's acupuncture techniques.

Hearing Xiao Jiantong's words, he immediately stopped his figure, sat back on the chair again, raised his legs, and curved his mouth,

road:

"I think it's been a long time, but it doesn't seem to be too long."

Calculating purely based on the training time, Zheng Fan is indeed a genius, because not only Ding Hao, but Li Fusheng has also confirmed that the qi and blood in his body are naturally thick, which is simply the foundation of martial arts prodigy.

But there is no way, he is under a lot of pressure.

Going forward with seven demon kings on your back, if you have been stuck in one realm for too long, you can even see the strong desire to eat people from the eyes of the demon kings!

It feels like an elderly landlord, when more than a dozen aunts and wives stare at you as soon as you return to the house.

"I can help you improve from the eighth grade to the seventh grade."

"How much do you own?"

"I have no taste."

What Xiao Jiantong said was quite natural.

"The master said, I was born with a sword embryo, with a natural sword intent, practicing swords is the same as practicing martial arts, forcibly practicing martial arts before the bones have grown and finalized is nothing more than spoiling the seedlings.

But although I didn't enter the product, I will watch it. "

"Mouth strong king?"

"What king are you talking about?" Xiao Jiantong frowned slightly.

The blind man silently put down his teacup and urged, "Continue."

Zheng Fan's advanced level has a lot to do with it. Every time the demon kings can recover one more level of strength, they will be more calm about the future layout.

At the very least, if all the demon kings are at the seventh rank, according to the almost invincible strength of the demon kings at the same level, that means Zheng Fan will have seven more masters between the sixth rank and the seventh rank.

The most important thing is that some people's special abilities can be used.

What Xiao Jiantong is most afraid of is blind people, because she seems to be able to see through the hearts of most people, so she dare not provoke blind people, immediately said:

"Warrior and swordsman, in fact, have been on the same road since before the seventh rank, and the watershed between the two is actually here.

For warriors, focusing on the nourishment of one's own blood and qi, using strength to shape the body, and using qi to break through barriers, so that the qi and blood can be released and contracted freely, and the qi and blood are as one, can become the seventh rank.

As far as swordsmen are concerned, Qi and blood cultivation has been temporarily put aside at this time, focusing on cultivating one's own sword intent, using sword intent to control Qi and blood, using Qi and blood to supplement sword intent, and only when the sword is released accidentally can one enter the seventh rank.

The two methods seem to be different, but in essence, they are the same, and they both use their own methods to achieve the release of Qi and blood. "

After hearing this, Zheng Fan asked:

"You mean, I want to advance quickly, so why do I need to practice Laoshizi Sword Intent?"

In fact, Zheng Fan still likes the image of a swordsman. Most people have a dream of being a swordsman.

But perhaps it was because the birth point was in the country of Yan, the people of Yan liked to use knives, especially the sabers of the people of Yan, which were even more powerful weapons on the battlefield, so Zheng Shoubei slowly began to love using knives.

After using it smoothly and getting used to it, I can't say I like it, but I just don't want to change it.

"No, but you have him by your side!"

The little sword boy sitting on Fan Li's shoulder pointed at the blind man.

"He has an incredible ability to control things."

for a while,

Everyone present, except Fan Li,

I figured out why.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and stroked his chin, saying:

"What do you mean, let the blind man use his mind power to help me guide my own qi and blood, form an external release, and then use this tricky way to advance?"

"Mindpower? Is that the title of that invisible force?" Xiao Jiantong asked.

The blind man turned to Zheng Fan and said:

"My lord, it is not acceptable."

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "En."

Everything should be done step by step, using the power of the mind to forcibly mobilize the blood in the body to achieve the effect of releasing it. Although there is a high probability that the advanced stage can be completed, this "ripening" method often brings extremely terrible side effects.

In other words, what's the difference between this and Fu Wang who is on drugs?

It is even very likely that Zheng Fan will stop at the seventh-rank position, and then all demon kings can only stay at this position in this life.

Those who are truly far-sighted are not willing to do the matter of fishing in a dry marsh.

"Why not? Do you still want to become a real strong man?"

From Xiao Jiantong's point of view, the man named Zheng Fan in front of him is very utilitarian, and it is often difficult for such a utilitarian person to go far in cultivation.

In this life, there is only so much time and so much energy. When you want to concentrate on doing one thing, you naturally have to ignore other things.

"That's true, I don't like to hear it." Zheng Fan said.

Fan Li nodded, stretched out his finger,

"Click!"

With a flick, the little sword boy's brain collapsed.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Zheng Fan ignored the sword boy, and turned to the blind man:

"Li Fusheng told me that if you want to break through, you have to cultivate a murderous spirit."

Hearing this, the blind man said, "Then the Lord has killed less people these days?"

"Probably so."

In fact, there is a saying that no one has said, that is, the reason why Zheng Fan kills so few people is because every time he goes to the battlefield, he is guarded by the demon king.

But you have to guard, because it is very likely that everyone will die suddenly if Zheng Fan dies.

"Let's take a look after arriving in Jin. Even if the people of Jin don't rebel, aren't there still savages?"

There are quite a few savage settlements in the Tianduan Mountains of the Jin Kingdom.

"Okay, you continue to bask in the sun, and I will go back to the house to rest."

"Yes, my lord."

Zheng Fan got up, left the armchair, and walked into the castle, and Siniang walked back together.

When he was about to walk to the door of his room, Zheng Fan suddenly found that A Ming and Liang Cheng were sitting together, each holding a teacup with ice cubes beside it.

"My lord."

"My lord."

"Yo, have a drink." Zheng Fan greeted.

A Ming smiled slightly, and said, "Master, let's have some drinks together?"

"No, I don't really like eating Xuewang."

After watching Zheng Fan enter the room, Liang Cheng and A Ming silently raised their wine glasses, responded lightly, and then drank it down at the same time.

A Ming put down his wine glass, shook his head, and said:

"Dining with two people can be more lively, and the meal is delicious, but it always feels weird for two people to drink this."

Liang Cheng also nodded, indicating that he had the same opinion.

"Does this mean we can't share the same wealth?"

Before marching and fighting, the two lived in a tent and drank something together at night, that's all.

Now that we are not fighting, we are back and have our own rooms. If we force ourselves to drink together, we feel that the atmosphere is lost.

After all, neither zombies nor vampires are lively masters, but prefer to be alone.

"It must not be heard by them."

Otherwise, it will be used as a joke.

"A boring person will always be bored."

A Ming got up, picked up the ice cubes and wine jug, and walked slowly back to his room, but he stopped at the door of his room.

Instinctively, he felt that something was wrong in front of his door, but he couldn't see what was wrong.

After hesitating for a while, without thinking about it, Ah Ming pushed open the door of his room.

What came into view were two sets of armor hung inside the door, and then, there was only a "buzz\

,"The armor was pierced by an arrow,

next moment,

It pierced A Ming's chest directly.

"Hey, this armor-piercing effect is good."

Xue San's voice came from the room.

A Ming bit his lip, looked at the jug in his hand, took a sip, then lowered his head, watching the liquid dripping from the wound on his chest.

Pushing away the shield of the armor in front of him, Ah Ming saw Xue San in the room handling a crossbow. The crossbow is still mainly made of wood, but it seems that special materials have been used in key positions, and it looks a little shiny.

"Ah Ming, come and have a look, my new gadget, an improved crossbow bolt, uses crystals sold by Western caravans, but the price is a bit expensive, but the penetrating power is really good. Large-scale mass production is impossible, but if we get a special team to equip them in the future, the effect will definitely be good.

Think about it, if an assassination team of twenty people gets close to the target and shoots in close volley, even the martial arts master will be shot through a few holes, right? "

"So, you just hid in my room and waited for me to come back and shoot me?"

"That's right, you have to find a living person to try this thing, and your reflexes are already very fast. If you try it, the effect will be better. It penetrates two layers of fine armor, but you still can't dodge it. Hehe. But when you use it in the future, you need to put some spices on the arrowheads, and raise a few more dogs to facilitate the recycling of arrowheads. This thing is too expensive."

"Why didn't you tell me first?"

"Nonsense, if I tell you, will you agree? You are only willing to be shot by the Lord, are you willing to be shot by me?"

"So, why don't you ask?"

"That's right, you won't die if you shoot an arrow anyway, I will deduct from my share next month, and I will make you a new set of clothes to compensate you, hehe."

"hehe."

A Ming laughed too.

Then two fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his breath became more and more gloomy;

"Boy, you are getting more and more naughty now."

However, just as Ah Ming was walking towards Xue San step by step, he suddenly stopped again.

Because Xue San silently reloaded the arrow on the crossbow. The arrowhead of this arrow exudes silver light, which is a silver arrowhead.

"..." A Ming.

Xue San held the crossbow arrow, yawned, and shook his body happily, the three oars under him made waves.

"Who isn't a cutie, isn't he?"