The court lackey? Never suffered the sword of the Six Gates

The two of them were standing on the ground, and the two were standing on the ground.

Outside the city, in the woods.

"Why did you have to come here to practice martial arts?" Su An asked speechlessly, looking at Su An wearing a Tang horizontal sword on his waist.

This guy is really outrageous. He only practices swordsmanship in Liandu. He is simply crazy.

"You will know whether it is good or not after trying it." Su An said, and the long sword was unsheathed.

Then, dense black slash marks appeared in the air, and the broken beauty was amazing.

Su An was stunned. This guy...what kind of evil enlightenment is this guy.

The Fengdu swordsmanship used by Su An was not a small success, but it was extremely smooth. In his impression, this was the first time Su An used a sword.

"I'm a genius." Although Su An's words were still out of tune, his playful tone highlighted a kind of cynicism.

No matter how immature he was in front of Li Junsu, he was at least a man who would lead people to exterminate a whole family without blinking an eye.

"Fengdu Funeral Knife, Huangquan Biluo Finger." Su An muttered while practicing Fengdu swordsmanship.

These two skills can be said to be the most suitable for Li Junsu. Su An compared them for a whole night before deciding on the skills.

Fengdu Funeral Knife, a lost top-level swordsmanship at the earth level, the more dead people die on the knife, the greater the power.

Huangquan Biluo Finger, a finger pointing out can separate a person's soul and spirit. When facing a cultivator, a finger pointing over can make his soul leave his body.

The boss pointed over, and then the funeral knife chopped, perfect.

The skills of the Southern and Northern Dynasties highlighted an evil and strange one.

"You're not right. Your boss's Ten Thousand Demon Palm makes his swordsmanship not so good." Su An listened to Su An's whisper and retorted.

If these two skills were really given to Li Junsu, then the skills he had would be... Death Grant, Ten Thousand Demon Palm, Yellow Spring Blue Sky Finger, Fengdu Funeral Knife, Merciless Knife, Avici Sword Skill, Spring Equinox Sword Skill.

Except for Spring Equinox Sword Skill, Li Junsu's configuration would definitely be a small demon.

If Su An had seen Li Junsu's black and white Spring Equinox Sword Skill, he might have rubbed his eyes.

You call this Spring Equinox?

"What do you know." Su An said, his swordsmanship became more and more handy. The last deep black slash was cut out, and a ferocious black yin appeared in the air, unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

"This is... a small achievement?" Su An was stunned.

"If you were a little useful, I wouldn't have given you these two." Su An curled his lips.

Su An's Yin Qi gathers evil spirits, so he needs to find a place with the most Yin Qi and the most evil spirits to temper his body. How can he let Li Junsu use it?

When his boss goes out with such grace and momentum, he is a proper emperor. How can he use Yin Qi?

As for the body movement, the Eight Directions Step of the Netherworld also needs Yin Qi, which is even more useless. Only he can use it a little.

"I am the Ghost Emperor, not the Martial Lord. How can I adapt to the living habits of humans?" Su An said angrily.

"So you are useless." Su An rolled his eyes and said.

"Next, I plan to train the queen into an evil spirit, and then share the physique with her. Is there any way to do this?" Su An touched his right hand and said.

Ghosts also have levels, from the wandering souls at the beginning to the ghosts, resentful spirits, fierce ghosts, red clothes, evil spirits, evil spirits... evil spirits.

This cognition made Su An very novel, and the little female ghost in his hand turned out to be a red-clothed one, which made Su An marvel.

"You want to...live off me?" Su An said blankly.

"I raised him, how can that be considered living off me?" Su An retorted.

"Why don't you practice on your own?" Su An asked back.

"I want to follow the boss." Su An said as a matter of course.

"Get out! Get out!" Su An cursed.

"If you can't answer, then you can't answer. You keep saying you're the Ghost Emperor. Can you be a little more generous?" Su An rolled his eyes, sheathed his sword, and left the woods.

......

"How did you do it?" Su An asked suddenly.

"Swordsmanship... is the way of my boss." Su An said with an ambiguous meaning.

He worked hard on the sword.

The sparrow that flew over the woods was pulled over by the black knife marks left in place.

Then, a snapping sound was heard.

"Your idea can expand the Ghost Fusion Chapter of the Emperor's Secret."

"Yes."

"By the way, why are ghosts one level lower than Martial Lords?"

"After death, one is born missing one."

"Then why can you rival Martial Lords?"

"The Ghost Emperor...was pushed to the top by the living."

"Is the fierce god stronger or are you stronger?"

"The fierce god is missing one level, but he may not be weaker than me."

......

Six Fans

Door, martial arts arena.

"Boss!" A cheerful voice sounded.

"Didn't I ask you to practice?" Li Junsu looked at Su An who was jumping and jumping, and raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, here." Su An handed over a pile of rice paper a little embarrassedly, saying.

"What is this?" Li Junsu took the rice paper and asked.

"Kung Fu, I will go back and practice more, boss, you keep going." Su An said, and ran away.

"?" Li Junsu looked at the rice paper in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"Earth-level Kung Fu is not as precious as grandpa said." Li Junsu said without knowing how to appreciate it.

Even Shi Sheng and Fang Dayi dare not say that their wealth can compare with Li Junsu.

The unlucky guy of Huaihai Gang only has a local-level body-refining Kung Fu, and he squeezed his brain.

Once Li Junsu's mountain is cast, he will be in perfect harmony with the nature of the Kung Fu in his hand, and his strength will surely increase again and again.

The Avici sword technique that Guanshan slashed out can truly depict a part of the Avici hell.

If you compare goods, you will throw them away; if you compare people, you will die.

......

During the days when Li Junsu was practicing sword techniques, the Song family Yingbin Building was not to be outdone.

The gang members in Juyi Building either lost everything in the gambling house or spent a lot of money in the brothel and were intercepted.

Now everyone has a clean face.

......

Juyi Building, top floor.

"Brother, some gang members are already talking about it." Fang Dayi rubbed his eyebrows and said.

"How long has it been?" Shi Sheng raised his head and asked.

"It will be the day to pay the monthly salary soon." Fang Dayi also said with a bad heart.

This is a habit passed down from the training of the rebel army. At that time, they were afraid that people would run away directly. How dare Fang Dayi and Shi Sheng cut the monthly salary?

After that, with these families as blood supply packages, and the good business of the He family, the protection fee of Lingdong is also a sum of money, everyone lives a carefree life, and of course the monthly salary is generous.

Even the gang members have doubled.

But it is different now. The small families don’t give blood anymore, and the He family has become quiet.

The monthly salary has to come out of his own pocket.

If it was the time of the uprising, Fang Dayi would not blink an eye.

But it is different now. He is the owner of the building, and the silver in the warehouse... is for enjoyment.

His house, women, fish and meat, rockery and pond, and Ferghana horses all cost money.

Allocating funds by yourself is robbing his money.