Five Elements Heaven

It was already two hours later when Ai Hui emerged from his selfless state. 【read】

He collapsed on the ground and giggled. He looked miserable, soaked to the skin, his face and hair were covered in sweat, and his arms were too tired to move.

The result of two hours is two moves. There are no complicated moves, they are all very simple. The combination of micro-arc stabs and hilt smoke is already quite complicated. Another move was an oblique cut. The only thing that changed was the angle of the oblique cut. He tried almost all angles and finally found the best angle. He named the micro-arc stab and hilt smoke [Smoke Flash], and the oblique cut move... [Oblique Cut].

The two sword moves were beyond recognition, but even without the beating of the sword body, Ai Hui could feel their transformation.

The sword moves in the past were more like dance, with graceful movements but no power at all. A sword art that has lost its spiritual power is like a fish that has lost its water. Whether it is willing or not, it has long since turned into mortar. And putting sea fish in the river is also a dead end.

After changing the environment, many things need to be repeated.

No matter how glorious the sword cultivators were in the past, no matter how vast the remaining sword canons were, without changing them, it would be difficult to adapt to this era.

Ai Hui hasn't figured out the reason yet, but a few changes have caused earth-shaking changes in his sword moves.

Maybe it's the resonance of the sword and Yuanli?

have no idea.

But he knew he had found the missing key to swordsmanship.

There are still many sword moves waiting for him to discover and change. He has enough time to explore and explore. This is a good start. He has also used the technique of [Wind Bat Sword] before, but this time he went a step further. He has read countless sword manuals. Although he doesn't know how to practice them, he does know how sword cultivators practice them in the world of cultivation.

Today's [Smoke Meteor] and [Oblique Cut] made him suddenly realize that all sword moves need to be changed from the most basic sword moves in order to adapt to the Yuanli era.

This was his biggest gain tonight.

If it hadn't been for a sudden inspiration, he would never have thought of it. There are also sword moves that can have such power without using Yuan Power.

He thought about perfecting this set of swordsmanship in the future and getting a resounding name.

As for now... I don’t want to move at all!

He lay on the ground and looked at the dark sky.

The fat man felt like he had a dream. This dream is a bit long. He dreamed that he was swimming in a sea of ​​magma with no end in sight. He swam and swam for an unknown amount of time, but he still had not escaped from the sea of ​​fire.

He opened his eyes drowsily, and Loulan's face, which was almost completely covered by the mask, stood in front of him.

"Fat man. You are really amazing!" Lou Lan said with admiration in his tone, and his eyes flashed with yellow light: "The effect is very good. Fat man, congratulations, you are in the fourth house! It seems that the effect of Long Tang is as good as one-time use. It’s related to some extent, well, Loulan needs to take note of this. Don’t worry, Fatty, Loulan will definitely develop a more powerful dragon soup!”

When the fat man with a confused face heard the word "dragon soup", his body shivered uncontrollably. He finally remembered what he had done before losing consciousness.

Wait for him to react. Looking at Loulan was like looking at a devil. He shook his head simply and said angrily: "Loulan, I will never drink your soup again. I want to live a little longer."

"Why? Dragon soup is not toxic. Although the effect will be attenuated, it will still be very effective. It can improve the realm of the fat man in a short time. Drink it again and you will definitely be able to reach the fifth palace." Lou Lan said firmly.

Drink it again...

Thinking of the terrible experience just now, the fat man shivered. Even if I beat him to death, I wouldn't drink it a second time.

At this moment, a man covered in blood stumbled in. Ai Hui saw the person clearly and sat up with a shock!

"Shopkeeper Li!"

Shopkeeper Li was covered in blood. Shaking, holding a bag in his arms. Seeing Ai Hui, shopkeeper Li Kong's eyes suddenly glowed: "Brother..."

By this time he was at the end of his rope, and when his feet gave way, he was about to fall forward.

Ai Hui jumped up from the ground and stepped forward. Support shopkeeper Li. Then when he saw Shopkeeper Li's back being almost eaten away and exposing his bones, Ai Hui felt silent in his heart.

"This is a rabbit hair arrow..." Shopkeeper Li looked at Ai Hui with a sad and apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I can't pay you the bill..."

Shopkeeper Li opened his eyes wide, his last trace of energy dissipated and his breath was gone.

Ai Hui supported Shopkeeper Li, motionless, like a sculpture.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and there was no sadness on his face. He freed one hand and carefully removed the bag from Shopkeeper Li's arms. Inside were twenty rabbit hair arrows. Putting the arrow on the ground, he carried Shopkeeper Li on his back and walked deeper into the yard.

In a daze, Ai Hui seemed to be back in the wilderness, watching his companions fall one by one. Deep powerlessness and despair enveloped Ai Hui.

He started digging holes without saying a word. When Fatty buried other teammates before, he never helped.

In fact, he and Shopkeeper Li are not close friends. We can only be regarded as business partners. The Dragon's Back Fire in his hand can bring up a large piece of soil every time.

But why do I feel sad?

There is nothing to be sad about, everyone will die, maybe you will be the next one, and you don’t know who will bury you when you die. Well, it's all the same if you die, there's no difference between being buried and being eaten by a blood beast.

After burying Shopkeeper Li, Ai Hui's mood returned to normal. He was used to separation between life and death.

"Are you okay?" Shi Xueman walked to him, with a hint of concern in his tone.

"It's okay." Ai Hui looked strange.

Shi Xueman changed the topic: "Isn't it a bit irresponsible for you to leave the students to me?"

Ai Hui asked, "Why should I be responsible?"

Shi Xueman was annoyed by Ai Hui's rogue attitude: "So what you and the dean said are all lies?"

"I just promised them to follow." Ai Hui said matter-of-factly, "If I am responsible, the dean will have to pay more."

Shi Xueman couldn't laugh or cry. She stared into Ai Hui's eyes and couldn't imagine that the philistine and rogue guy in front of her and the Ai Hui who led them to fight were actually the same person!

Well, actually it was this guy's outstanding performance in the past two days that confused this guy's image in his mind.

The guy who helped a female classmate pay the bill for 150 yuan and then demanded repayment from others...

The guy who owes others 80 million and calls them money losers...

pay! money! goods!

Three words floated past Shi Xueman's eyes. The veins in Yun Rantian's hand were pulsing. He wanted to put three holes in the guy in front of him!

Impulse is the devil...that's what this guy is.

Shi Xueman calmed down and said coldly: "Don't say, you don't have any suggestions for them?"

"My advice is to try to survive." Ai Hui said nonsense with a serious face.

Shi Xueman no longer wanted to talk to Ai Hui, and simply said directly: "Zhijun, give it to me too."

"It's no problem if she agrees." Ai Hui said nonchalantly, then threw the bloody quiver to Sang Zhijun and shouted: "Save it!"

Sang Zhijun caught it and solemnly replied: "I can!"

To be honest, the scene with Shopkeeper Li just now shocked her quite a bit.

Shi Xueman walked towards Sang Zhijun without even looking at Ai Hui. She couldn't see through Ai Hui, and thought he was a philistine, but he generously gave twenty rabbit arrows to Sang Zhijun. Shi Xueman witnessed Sang Zhijun buying rabbit hair arrows and knew how expensive rabbit hair arrows were. Sang Zhijun was reluctant to use them until the last moment.

Twenty branches were given as promised.

One hundred and fifty yuan worth of noodles but he wants to live and die... What a strange guy.

Well, these are not important, what is important is that you dare to say that she is a "loser"!

Shi Xueman's every step was filled with murderous intent.

The students who were originally quite surprised by Ai Hui now stared at Ai Hui with wide eyes. Apparently Ai Hui's nonchalant answer just now angered them.

Faced with Shi Xueman's invitation, Sang Zhijun readily agreed. She is a smart girl who knows her position very well. She plays more of a supporting role now and can play a greater role in the team.

"What an amazing girl!" The fat man came to his senses and came to Ai Hui's side, whispering.

Ai Hui looked the fat man up and down: "Not bad, I'm in the Fourth Palace, I got you something expensive!"

When the fat man heard "expensive", his eyes lit up: "I know Ah Hui that you won't forget your own people! What is it?"

Ai Hui pointed to the large tank half a man tall placed in the yard: "Here, a fire tank specially designed for fire cultivators."

The fat man's face suddenly lit up when he heard the fire jar. The fire jar is one of the most commonly used weapons among fire cultivators. The fire vat is usually filled with earth fire magma, which not only helps the fire cultivator in his daily practice, but also exerts great power in battle.

"The fire tank...isn't it a little too early?" The fat man rubbed his hands with gleaming eyes and said embarrassedly. When he saw the large tank half a person tall in the yard, his expression solidified: "Ah Hui, this is what you are talking about. Cylinder?"

The fat man was frightened by the size of this tank. The [Fudoyama] heavy armor on his body, plus the iron and wood heavy shield, weighed five to six hundred kilograms. The big tank in front of him seemed to weigh two hundred kilograms... and then came three hundred kilograms of magma. …

Fatty suddenly felt that life was gloomy.

"No?" Ai Hui glanced at the fat man and continued: "That's just right. The foundation of this fire jar was originally used to refine the heavenly weapons, but it accidentally failed. It was too big. I was worried about dragging you down if I gave it to you. speed."

When the fat man heard that it was a material that failed to refine the heavenly weapons, his little eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes! Who said I don't want it! It suits me so well! No one can use it except me. No wonder I looked at the materials in this tank It’s different…”

The fat man's whole face almost touched the outer wall of the fire jar, his face was intoxicated, especially when he saw the inscription on the fire jar, he was even more excited.

A Yuan Xiu landed in the sky: "Who is Ai Hui?"

"I am." Ai Hui stood up.

"Please lead your team members on time at six o'clock and gather at the intersection of Tingtao Street and Minghua Street. Your attack targets and serial numbers will be arranged at that time. Any latecomers will be dealt with according to military law."

Yuan Xiu announced the order expressionlessly and without a trace of emotion, then turned around and left in a hurry.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and depressing. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net