My wife is a sword god

Fengtian City.

That night, all the lights were on.

A piece of news swept the entire imperial capital like a raging wave.

From the royal family to the peddlers, everyone knew about it.

Everyone was shocked when they heard it.

Liu Jianli, the daughter of the Liu family, returned from the Wanjian Sect. Because she failed to break through, she was attacked by the sword energy and her lower body was paralyzed. She can only use a wheelchair for the rest of her life!

At first, some people doubted the authenticity of the news, but when the royal doctor stepped out of the Liu Mansion with a solemn face and galloped back to the imperial city, everyone knew that the news was probably true.

Like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, the whole Fengtian City was boiling.

You know, Liu Jianli is a rare genius in a thousand years. The leader of the Wanjian Sect personally admitted that she will become a sword god in the future.

But, God is jealous of talents!

In the imperial city, Emperor Mingde was furious after listening to the imperial physician's oral statement: "Useless, all of you are useless. According to what you said, isn't Liu Jianli's injury incurable?"

The imperial physician crawled on the ground, trembling all over: "Reporting to the emperor, Liu Jianli was filled with thunder and pierced by sword energy, and his meridians were broken, which caused the lower body to lose consciousness.

Although the leader of the Wanjian Sect has removed all the sword energy in his body, there are too many broken meridians, and some are entangled together. It is impossible to reset and reconnect them one by one, and if you are not careful, Liu Jianli is likely to die!

So."

That's all.

Emperor Mingde was about to get angry, but at this moment, the Liu family's Fuguogong came to see him.

The Ming Emperor was thoughtful, dismissed everyone, and summoned Liu Fuguogong.

That night, no one knew what Mr. Liu talked about with the Ming Emperor.

Until the next day, the Liu family came out with a heavy news.

Liu Jianli was going to marry far away in Jinyang City!

The object of marriage is the Qin family - Qin Feng!

In Jinyang City, the sun rises in the east, and Qin Feng is once again awakened by the sound of sword dancing in the courtyard.

Looking out through the gap in the window, it is indeed Qin An practicing swordsmanship over there.

"My second brother has already started to practice hard, but I am still lying in bed. I think it's really wrong. No, I can't fall any more. I have to step into the ninth rank of Wensheng as soon as possible!"

Qin Feng made up his mind, then turned over in bed, well, and squinted for a while

About an incense stick later, Qin Feng opened his eyes again. He originally planned to sleep until noon, but for some reason, his right eyelid kept twitching, and his heart was always panicked and bored.

Seeing that he was no longer sleepy, Qin Feng could only reluctantly get out of bed, put on his clothes, and push the door out.

Qin An heard the noise and looked over: "Sorry, brother, did I disturb you?"

Qin Feng cast a resentful look, aren't you talking nonsense!

But this can't be blamed on Qin An. When the Qin family moved to Jinyang City, most of the money was used to buy the restaurant Wangyueju.

Dad Qin Jianan saw that there were not many servants and maids at home, so he thought of buying a smaller house to save some money.

That's why the courtyard and the bedroom are so close

After thinking about it, it's still the fault of that swindler!

Qin Feng waved his hand: "Actually, I woke up before dawn, but I was just reading in the room." The dignity of being the eldest brother cannot be lost!

"Big brother is really working hard. It seems that I can't slack off anymore. Tomorrow I will get up before dawn to practice sword." Qin An's eyes were excited and his tone was firm.

Oops, I made a mistake. Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and he wanted to tear his mouth apart.

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and Qin An began to wave the narrow blade in his hand again.

Qin Feng originally wanted to go directly to Tingyu Pavilion, but he thought of Cang Feilan's many instructions yesterday, so he had no choice but to sit by the side of the yard and watch his second brother practice swordsmanship.

The Shenwu Daotong is divided into nine grades, with body training as the main focus and weapons as the auxiliary, and the use of weapons is also divided into five levels of artistic conception.

They are Zhanfeng, Chongyue, Xintongming, Cangqi, and Wanshenjing.

Zhanfeng, as the name suggests, emphasizes that weapons are as fast as thunder. As the saying goes, nothing can be broken, only speed can't be broken, and Qin An's attainments in swordsmanship remain in this artistic conception.

He is now desperately practicing swordsmanship, hoping to step into the Chongyue artistic conception, and then use it to peek into the Shenwu sixth-grade concentration realm.

"The idea is not bad. My second brother's talent in the Shenwu Daotong is indeed enviable, but." Qin Feng frowned and saw some clues.

Having read thousands of books, he could tell at a glance that the sword technique his second brother was practicing was the "Leaf-Cutting Knife" in the Qin family's library. This sword technique emphasizes speed rather than force. If it is used to enter the realm of cutting the edge, there is naturally no problem.

But if you want to enter the realm of heavy mountains through the "Leaf-Cutting Knife", it is a bit of a pipe dream.

He took the wrong path at the beginning, no wonder Qin An has not made any progress in the seventh-grade realm.

"Second brother, stop for a moment."

Qin An put down the narrow-bladed knife in his hand and asked curiously: "Brother, what's wrong?"

"The "Leaf-Cutting Knife" is of no use to you now. Do you have any other sword techniques besides this sword technique?"

Qin An shook his head: "Martial arts skills are rare treasures in the world. My father spent a lot of money to find this sword technique. Where can I have other sword techniques?"

Qin Feng lowered his head and pondered, and he understood.

Daqian used force to rule the country and secure the country, so there should be no shortage of martial arts skills. However, most of the major sects and aristocratic families were people who cherished their own things. As a result, there were very few martial arts skills for people to learn in the world.

Yangyang Daqian, which occupies a vast area and has numerous talents, is always shrouded in the shadow of demons and ghosts. There is always a reason.

Wait, Qin Feng suddenly thought of something and his eyes widened.

"Yesterday I was in Tingyuxuan and read a lot of books. There seemed to be a lot of martial arts techniques in them?"

Qin Feng closed his eyes and thought, and soon found a sword technique in his memory that was most suitable for Qin An at the moment - "Tiangang Yuan Slash"!

This sword technique focuses on concentrating energy to break the surface. It does not rely on gravity but speed. It is exactly what Qin An needs at this moment!

"Second brother, come here and I will teach you a new sword technique."

"Brother, are you telling the truth?" Qin An was doubtful and strolled closer.

"Of course it's true. I'll still lie to you." Even so, this sword technique only exists in my own mind. How can I teach it to my second brother?

After thinking about it, Qin Feng moved his eyes to the narrow-edged knife in Qin An's hand, thinking about it.

Although I haven't condensed my energy, I can practice the sword skills and then tell him the skills of how to move my energy. In this way, can't I teach him the sword skills?

Qin Feng felt confident and said, "Lend me your knife and I will demonstrate the knife skills for you."

"Brother, this knife is a bit heavy, I'm afraid of you."

"Huh? How much can a mere narrow-edged knife weigh? Do you really think that all scholars in the world are powerless? Bring it to me!"

"Oh well."

Qin An handed over the narrow-edged knife, and Qin Feng immediately reached out to take it, but the moment the other party let go of his hand.

Qin Feng only felt that his arms were overwhelmed, and his whole body fell a little shorter with the handle of the knife.

"Brother!!!"