I Just Want To Farm

"It's useless for you to torture me. I really don't know where she went, let alone if she came out alive. Hurry up and kill me."

"Kill you? I don't want to. Even if you don't know the whereabouts of that dog, you still have to tell me how to draw the Chishan Sword."

The green forest swordsman caressed the Chishan sword in his hand, with a smile on his face. This adventure has gained a lot. Not only did he suddenly realize the powerful sword technique, but he also got the Chishan sword.

Maybe more.

"There's also the Chishan sword technique and what you learned from the wall painting, tell me everything."

Jiang Muchen sneered: "It's really greedy, go ahead and dream."

The Green Forest Swordsman didn't speak. After eating the roast chicken, he got up and walked over, "You really have a temper, but I don't know if Mr. Jiang can bear the pain of me cutting off your flesh and putting it in the fire."

He pulled out the knife, and Jiang Muchen curled up in pain. Panting, he saw that the man had dropped the blade on the side of his thigh, and he was about to cut off a piece of thigh flesh.

Suddenly there was a strange and piercing cry, and the Green Forest Swordsman noticed it, his face changed slightly, he stood up suddenly, and raised his knife to be on guard, "Who is it!"

Who else could it be? A chicken, a pheasant that was stuck to death by a branch, it was so fat, it kicked up some dust after it hit the ground, the green forest swordsman's expression became more and more serious when he saw it, and he looked in the direction where the pheasant was thrown , but did not see anything, only saw the quiet and secluded forest, and then. ． ． ．

The wind is coming!

The green forest swordsman heard the wind from behind, his face changed slightly, and he raised his knife and swept across.

The internal force circulated above the blade, and the blade energy burst out like a wave. When the blade came, the air energy was forced. ． ．

But here comes the sword.

It is not more domineering than a knife, but it is sharper than a knife. With a clang and a shock of the knife, the internal force also fluctuates. There are still differences in the strength of the internal force, but obviously, the sharpness of the sword is far beyond the edge of the knife. I saw the sword trembled in unison, and issued a word Er's sword strikes, and before he can see who it is, the sword changes strangely. The sharp change lies in the angle and speed. Immediately retreating, the blade quickly blocked several times.

In the afterimage of such a swift and fierce sword, he couldn't see the opponent's face clearly, only knew that the sun was shining brightly, and the sword was fierce.

The sound of clanging, impacting and cutting came again and again, and the fallen leaves of the grass and trees were almost silent. Jiang Muchen couldn't see the figures of the two people fighting at all, and only knew that these two people could easily kill him.

Such a fast and fierce sword!

Using speed to break power, speed to master the rhythm of the attack, one sword is more tricky than the other, the green forest swordsman felt that the opponent seemed to have seen through his own sword skills and luck, and he had no time to figure out the opponent's moves and skills after dozens or twenty moves. The reason is that you can only passively defend and have no time to be distracted, which is not good.

The Green Forest Swordsman has noticed that most of the opponents are capable people with far more scheming than ordinary people in wartime. To deal with such people, they should use force to suppress them and directly use big moves to prevent the opponent from turning around. They must not deal with the opponent, because the opponent adapts to tactics. The speed of setting up sword moves is always faster than you!

This is the experience of the rivers and lakes. The green forest swordsman is not a kid, so he immediately made a judgment that is most beneficial to him, so he made a feint to lure Qin Yu to attack, and then violently sacrificed his internal strength.

Although Jiang Muchen couldn't keep up with the speed of the two of them, he still had a bit of a foundation, especially since he had fought against the Green Forest Swordsman twice, and he still remembered his big move, so when he heard the sound of the sword, he immediately Responded.

"careful!!"

The Green Forest Swordsman is a more grassroots figure than Li Zimo. He worked hard in the green forest since he was a child, and later he defeated a swordsman as his teacher by chance. Growing up in the green forest, his methods are fierce and mature, and he has gained his current strength in fighting again and again, and he has become famous for his "Jingyuan Sword Technique". But the exquisiteness of this sword technique cannot be compared with famous sword techniques such as "Chishan Sword Art". Because of the limitation of sword technique, and it has not reached the level where one can create martial arts by himself, the Green Forest Swordsman seems to be stuck at a bottleneck. That's why he came to Qiwang Mountain to have a look. No, the painting on the wall gave him an epiphany. Although he couldn't come up with a complete exercise like Qin Yu, he could at least realize the tricks rooted in "Jingyuan Sword Art". It was very powerful, the weakest move completely defeated Jiang Muchen, and it was also used in the fierce fight with Qin Yu, but there was still a hidden move, and now he was going to use it.

The knife rises, and the cicadas sing.

Nothing fancy, just domineering, just tyrannical, making Jiang Muchen's liver and gallbladder torn, making. ． ．

Let Qin Yu avoid it!

Then she shook the sword, the light of the sword changed up and down, like the shadow of a mountain, and then the sword came out horizontally, like a sharp light coming out of a mountain.

puff!

A sword pierced the wrist holding the knife, Gan pierced the slender and thin blade into the flesh and blood, cutting straight through the meridian, with a jump, the meridian broke, and a piece of flesh and blood flew off the wrist.

What kind of sword is this!

Why was the fierce green forest swordsman suddenly terrified and shocked, the pain in his wrist made him unable to hold the long knife. Knowing the danger, he quickly turned sideways to hold the knife in his left hand, and quickly struck Qin Yu's side again.

Old Jianghu, this reaction speed.

But~~ Qin Yu blocked from the side, and the knife slashed on the general. This time the knife trembled, but the sword did not tremble, because the green forest swordsman is not left-handed after all, and the left hand is not as good as the right hand. In addition, the hand is the second soul of a swordsman. It didn't go well, and the big move just now consumes a lot of internal energy. After all, it is not as terrible as Qin Yu's physique, and the inheritance is not enough. The second strike is much inferior, but Qin Yu's next sword is worse than the sword just now. Swift, fierce and tricky, even the knife reached the tip of the sword. With a flick of the sword, the knife flew out and plunged into the tree. The blade slipped carelessly and stabbed the left wrist.

Both hands are useless.

After using his hands, Qin Yu turned his wrist, and the general plunged into the ground, and shook it with a clang.

The green forest swordsman with blood-stained hands finally saw clearly, but it was Jiang Muchen who shouted.

"It's you! Young Master Yu!!!"

The Green Forest Swordsman was also shocked, how could it be possible! How could Young Master Yu be so strong!

Qin Yu inserted the sword, turned his wrist, and smiled slightly, "It's me. I prefer hand-to-hand combat to such unartistic work as swords."

Then she walked over, and then Jiang Muchen watched the green forest swordsman with weak hands being brutally fought to death by Qin Yu. He counted silently, this green forest swordsman received at least thirty punches and eighteen slaps from Qin Yu Comes with twelve kicks.

After it was over, the forest was silent, and the temperature of the green forest swordsman's body had begun to turn cold. Qin Yu withdrew his hand, let out a suffocated anger recently, walked over to put the general into its sheath, and when he turned his wrist, he suddenly remembered something. look up.

"Ah, you're not dead yet."

Dying and holding his breath, Jiang Muchen waited for Qin Yu to save him: "..."

"You're injured so badly, why didn't you remind me earlier, can I not save you?" Qin Yu walked up to him, squatted down, and chuckled lightly.

However, Jiang Muchen was still thinking about the appearance of this guy who had just hammered the green forest swordsman to death, and then peeked at the corpse not far away that was beaten so hard that his own mother couldn't recognize it, and his liver and gallbladder were torn again.