Master of Fist

"I didn't expect Gang Leader Jiang to be a member of the gang, but he chose his name quite wisely."

Lu Yixin played with the sword pill in his palm, the sword pill was like a naughty child hovering in his palm, circling around his fingertips, turning into a white ball from time to time, and turning into a streamer of light in all directions Running around, the corner of Jiang Heng's mouth twitched slightly while watching.

"Senior Lu, how did you get this sword pill? As far as I know, internal training is just a process of accumulating energy. Both refining pulse and mastering are the process of accumulating energy, but the internal energy accumulated by the master has become a gang gas."

Hearing this, Lu Yixin's face showed other changes for the first time, and he said proudly: "This is Lu's path, the path I took after I became a master is not the path of an ordinary internal master.

It is heard that other masters mainly focus on self-cultivation, with the ultimate goal of accumulating mellow stellar energy.

But mine is different. I only use one sword in my life, but the sword body was already broken at that time, but I am also a nostalgic person. So I tried to use Gang Qi to nourish the sword body.

Year after year, over time, I found that my sword seems...can talk to me...ahem...Guangzhu Jiang, can you understand what I mean? "

Said that Lu Yixin was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Heng's face became more weird.

"Senior Lu, that...do you have a wife and children?"

"Never..." After saying that, Senior Lu felt that something was wrong, looked at Jiang Heng who had a strange expression, but didn't know what it meant.

"Ahem, it's okay, Senior Lu, you continue!"

Jiang Heng waved his hand, temporarily ending the topic.

"Well, it is under the cultivation of stellar energy that my sword begins to become alive, and then it can continuously accumulate my stellar energy...I call this the technique of raising swords!"

At this moment, Lu Yixin regained his normal look. With a wave of his hand, the sword pellets circulated rapidly around his fingers again. As Lu Yixin took a deep breath, the sword pellets were sucked into his mouth like a wisp of white air.

Jiang Heng repeatedly marveled at this method, which is exactly the same as described in some previous life.

"this is for you!"

At this time, Lu Yixin groped around in his arms, and through him, he handed over a booklet that had been turned and was full of curls.

"These are some of my experiences on this road. They are all things that I memorize casually. You take them and find a suitable person to pass them on in the future. At any rate, they can be regarded as some contributions made by Lu to our generation of warriors!" Lu Yixin said calmly. It seems that what was launched was not his life's work.

"Senior Lu, you are..."

Jiang Heng was a little taken aback, he didn't expect Lu Yixin to come out like this.

"The reason why I said that I don't know my strength is because my strength is higher than my sword pill. As strong as it is, I am as strong as it is!

I know that my kendo has many flaws, for example, every time my sword slashes, the accumulated power will be weakened by one point. Once all the sword gangs I have accumulated on the sword pill for decades are exhausted in one breath, the power of the sword pill will be at the level of an ordinary master. "

Listening to Lu Yixin's self-report, Jiang Heng nodded. Lu Yixin's approach is to devote everything to the sword itself, which is a one-shot deal.

Unreservedly leaving the stellar energy on the sword itself, this is the true meaning of raising swords.

It is different from ordinary masters who cultivate themselves first, improve their overall level and then steadily improve the level of releasing sword gang. The advantage of this is that its foundation is more solid, but the disadvantage is that it is too average, and its lethality is far inferior to the extreme of raising swordsmanship.

Generally speaking, raising swordsmanship is a path without a ceiling at all, and every ray of stellar energy accumulated exists in the sword body itself, and once released, it will be brilliant in an instant.

Looking at the brochure on the stone table, Jiang Heng was a little embarrassed, the preciousness of this thing is self-evident.

Because the way of raising swordsmanship sounds very easy, but there is still a fatal link, that is how to solve the problem of the dissipation of the sword itself.

You must know that the sword body itself cannot store the internal energy for too long, and Lu Yixin's ability to raise the sword into a pill obviously solved this problem.

It is conceivable that once this path can be passed, the strength of the internal training master will increase linearly in the future, not to mention being comparable to the external training practitioners hundreds of years ago, but it will not be too difficult to kill the ? .

"The morals of this world still have to be left to you young people. Lu is old, so you don't want to get involved in this matter. Since I, Lu, killed people, killing one is killing, and killing two is killing. And Lu The sword has not been stained with blood for too long, it's time to stain it with blood!"

Just as Jiang Heng was thinking, Lu Yixin sighed long and long, which brought Jiang Heng back to his senses in an instant.

"Senior Lu, you..."

"Let's go! You can trust Juxian Villa. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can find him. In the future, Bazhou will not be a place to stay for a long time. Bawang is cruel by nature. I am afraid that the people of Bazhou will suffer even more in the future. "

Lu Yixin was about to see off the guests with a wave of his hand, Jiang Heng was a little touched, he was a little hard to define the unattractive senior Lu in front of him at this moment.

Let's say he is low-key and calm, but he can do things like slaying monsters with a single sword, and even face the palace head-on.

"Since the death of the first special envoy of the Royal Palace, this matter cannot be resolved. There is the second clan of Kui and Huang under the Overlord's seat, and the Huang clan who died at the Badaomen, and the Huang clan who came to my Qiongding Peak last night. .

Mrs. Huang is the most vengeful generation. In the past, he would have massacred every one of them who had lost a handover quota. This time, one of them died. Even if I didn't take action last night, Qiong Ding Peak would inevitably have a massacre. "

Lu Yixin's expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of fear or regret on his face.

"Senior Lu, I..."

"It's okay, I've had enough. These years, Lu has been cultivating his body and mind. People in the Jianghu said it nicely on the surface. The master of the sword, Lu Yixin, secretly teased me that I am Lu Wugui. Now you have made a start. , Lu Mou can be regarded as happy in the world!"

Lu Yixin laughed loudly while talking, and Jiang Heng could clearly hear a trace of bitterness and self-deprecation in it.

Jiang Heng felt quite uncomfortable at this moment. After all, he was too impulsive at the time and didn't consider the consequences. Unexpectedly, this Bazhou turned out to be a situation where the whole body could be affected by a single hair.

"Take this thing away, you go to avoid the limelight first. Remember not to stand out before your strength is insufficient!"

As soon as Lu Yixin finished speaking, he opened his mouth the next moment, and a flash of white light came to Jiang Heng's eyebrows, intending to force Jiang Heng out of the hospital.

Jiang Heng opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

Arching his hands, he turned and left without breaking away from the water-carrying body. He didn't even stop all the way and went straight out of the Twelve Swords League's camp. When he was about to go down the mountain, his eyes caught a glimpse of the coffin that was still placed outside, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Boom!

With a big hand slap, the coffin immediately shattered into powder, and the next moment he grabbed it, a blood crystal cut in half fell into his hand, and the blood color faded almost in the blink of an eye, and it turned into a crystal clear powder with a pinch.

Jiang Heng glanced back at the residence of the Tianqiong Twelve Swords League for the last time, and secretly made up his mind.

Strength, we must improve our strength as soon as possible!

He knew why Lu Yixin did this, it was like when a catastrophe is imminent, there will always be such a tall person standing up to shield the people below from the wind and rain, and Lu Yixin is the one who wants to do this.

"I, Jiang Heng, want to see what kind of storms this Bazhou is like!"