Global Games: I just want to quietly earn achievements

"Ah He, this time I will go down the mountain, and you will follow as a teacher."

Ye Shuangluo had just regained consciousness, and what came into his ears was the same words.

"Yes, Master."

Although it was very helpless, Ye Shuangluo had to repeat this boring conversation.

After all, this is the most preferred... At least the most preferred for now.

After dealing with the cheap master Nangong Ji, Ye Shuangluo's mind came up with the figure of Gu Qiancheng, the "Immortal".

When he was a bystander, he felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Mu personally faced this "immortal", and he understood that something was wrong.

The fierce sword aura, the arrogance that looks down on the world, and the invisible armor on the body.

These three performances reminded him of a skill, a skill that was incredibly important to him.

[Soldier Master]

(No, does this "Immortal Man" actually have a "Soldier Master"?)

As a player with [Soldier Master], Frostfall is the most aware of its gold content.

Not to mention the four powerful special effects, just talk about the hidden benefits: slowly increase the talents of various weapons.

Since obtaining the [Soldier Master], Ye Shuangluo's sword skills qualification has been improving.

Originally, he was at most a middle-aged person.

And now he has become a well-deserved genius.

(If the "Immortal" really has the [Soldier Master]...) Then this boss is really difficult to attack)

Ye Shuangluo withdrew from thinking, slowly walked in front of Nangong Ji, bent over with fists clenched, and said respectfully:

"Please Master teach me the 'Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife'."

Hearing the words "Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife", Nangong Ji's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and the aura on his body began to converge.

Like a sword slowly unsheathed.

Once this treasure knife is unsheathed, it will have to drink a lot of blood before it will return to the sheath.

In a trance, Ye Shuangluo felt that he had been stabbed head-on, and the severe pain made him almost faint.

But he still maintained his original position, and his body did not move for half a minute.

There was a hint of surprise in Nangong Ji's eyes, and the sharp aura on his body began to slowly dissipate.

"It's really blind to be a teacher, you actually have such perseverance."

He praised it first, and then changed his words, and said in a tone that hated iron and steel:

"It's a pity that your basic skills are too poor, and when your basic skills are solid, I will teach you the 'Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife' for the teacher."

Ye Shuangluo knows that the basic skills of "Ah He" are indeed commonplace, but what does this have to do with his Ye Shuangluo.

So he ignored it and said aloud:

"... Then ask Master to take the school exam, and if the apprentice meets the standard, please teach me the 'Seven Tips of the Magic Knife'."

Nangong Jian thought for a moment and nodded slowly.

It is true that he has not been tested for a long time at the level of a stupid apprentice.

After some fighting

, the old man shook the young man with his internal force, and said in surprise:

"It's really surprising, your moves are full of killing intent.

This is a knife technique that can only be practiced by killing countless people.

Ye Shuang was noncommittal, stood up straight, and his face, which was not outstanding, was stiffly set off by his indifferent temperament.

I have to say that temperament can really affect a person's overall appearance.

The original Ah He had a gloomy temperament and a cowardly personality.

And after Ye Shuangluo took over the body, his temperament became cold and misanthropic, giving people a sense of déjà vu of mortal immortals.

As a sword demon in the north, Nangong Ji has seen countless people in his life, but the outstanding temperament of the young man is comparable to him in his memory.

"Made, why are you kid suddenly so much like Gu Qiancheng."

Hearing this, Ye Shuangluo immediately touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile:

"Really? Master.

Seeing the stupid apprentice's stupid appearance, Nangong Ji patted his head a little suspiciously, did he feel wrong just now?

Is it because I've been thinking about him a lot lately, so I feel like him when I look at someone?

It should be like this, yes, how could this stupid apprentice be like Gu Qiancheng's freak.

"You have passed the level, come up and teach you the 'Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife' for the teacher."

The moment Nangong Ji turned around, the smile on the young man's face disappeared instantly, and he stroked the long knife in his hand expressionlessly, and flicked his fingers.

Zheng's

voice is crisp, the blade is like frost, and the cold is pressing, it is indeed a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay.

It's a pity that it can't be compared with his own [Mo Xu].

Snort

thrust it back into the scabbard again, and Ye Shuangluo slowly followed.

All around, open

...

In the teahouse

, Ye Shuangluo did not choose to hide this time, but drew his knife and stood beside Nangong Ji.

The old man was slightly stunned at first, and then his eyes showed appreciation, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

"Ah He, don't stand here and get in the way, find a safe place to hide."

Last week, Ye Shuangluo did hide obediently, but this time, he didn't plan to hide.

"Master, you just taught the apprentice the 'Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife', and the apprentice wants to use it himself in actual combat.

And the apprentice also wants to fight side by side with you, please complete the apprentice.

The appreciation in Nangong Ji's eyes became stronger and stronger, but his mouth was still ruthless.

"Hmph, then you have to be careful yourself, don't get caught, otherwise the teacher won't sacrifice for you."

The people who poisoned and ambushed them saw that the old and the young completely ignored them, and they couldn't help but be angry.

"It's really a master-apprentice relationship, why don't I be merciful and send you two mud legs to die together."

The Seven Tricks of the Demon Knife and the Blood Shadow Trick

swished

Ye Frost fell and Nangong Ji slashed out at the same time, and dozens of blood-red knives flew around the inn.

"The Blood Shadow Technique was created for the division to deal with multiple enemies.

The wonderful thing about this move is that after the move is released, you can still control these blood shadows. Perhaps

having learned the lessons of the previous three apprentices, Nangong Ji rarely explained the principle of moves.

Ye Shuangluo nodded, although he didn't have a game panel, his qualifications above the sword technique were enough for him to learn the "Seven Tricks of the Magic Knife".

Seeing the stupid apprentice's "clumsy" manipulation of the blood shadow to kill several enemies in a row, Nangong Ji nodded with satisfaction.

The stupid apprentice has opened his mind.

"I'll leave these people to you, practice them well."

"Thank you, Master."

Ye Shuangluo casually thanked him, and then rushed into the enemy group and started killing.

Nangong

Ji looked at the obedient man's more and more skillful tricks, and nodded with great satisfaction.

He learned it after only teaching it once, and he was better than his foolish brothers.

Of course, there must be a good reason for Lao Tzu's teaching.

Sure enough, they can't learn it, it's all because of them, Lao Tzu is still very good at teaching his disciples.

Thinking of this, Nangong Ji couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

On the other side, because the internal force in the body was too scarce, in the interval when Ye Shuangluo's breath was recovering, a man hiding on the ground and pretending to be dead suddenly made a move.

The

boy's arms flew high, and his entire body was pulled into the man's arms, with the blade resting on his neck.

Due to the distance, it was too late for Nangong Ji to come to the rescue.

"Qiankun Mountain Lord Song Qiankun, if you release my apprentice now, Lao Tzu can still keep a whole corpse for you."

The old man's voice was like a demon crawling out of the Nine Hells, full of endless murderous aura.

Song Qiankun shuddered, but still had the courage to threaten:

"Prepare a fast horse for me, otherwise I will kill this kid."

Nangong Ji sneered, and was about to speak, when he heard the young man take the first step and say,

"See you in the next life."

As soon as the words fell, he took the initiative to bump into the blade.

Anyway, it can be resurrected infinitely, and instead of being a constraint, it is better to reopen it quickly.

The Qiankun Mountain Lord looked at Ah He, who had completely lost his breath of life, and hurriedly explained:

"He, he committed suicide."

"If it weren't for you, the bastard, who had kidnapped him, how could Lao Tzu's good apprentice die? You go down to bury me!

After snorting

at the head of the Lord of Qiankun Mountain, Nangong Ji looked at the dead young man and sighed for a long time.

"Ah He, there is nothing that the teacher can do for you, but to help you kill everyone on Qiankun Mountain, and not a single ant will be spared!"

......

Ye Shuangluo in the Ten Weeks

Teahouse

took the initiative to stand up and said

, "Master, who of these rats is worthy of fighting with you, just leave it to the apprentice."

......

The young man in the Twenty Weeks

Teahouse

stepped on top of the many corpses, his face covered with blood, and he bowed down and said

, "Master, the apprentice has killed all these poisoned rats."

......

The fifty-year-old

man stood in front of the gate of Qixian Mountain, and his voice spread throughout the entire Qixian Mountain.

"The disciples of the Northern Sword Demons, come to lead the Luo Sheng Demon Array."

......

The young man of N Zhoumu

stood on the top of the Qixian Mountain, facing the first person in the world, raised the knife in his hand, and said word by word:

"The disciple of the sword demon in the north, come to punish the immortals!"