Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

Dust and smoke billowed and approached, falling into the desert under the red sun, like a crimson smoke dragon soaring into the sky.

A group of black shadows gradually emerged from the setting sun in the west, and a horse and two people gradually became clear in this vast desert.

"Jingle Bell!"

The silver bells around the woman's waist jingled, and the ringing of the bells poured into the wind.

"What do you think this person entered the rivers and lakes for?"

Ning Xiu straightened the bamboo hat, took another sip from the water bag, "It's not for any reason, it's just for living. When the world is good, farmers plant the land, merchants sell goods, each doing their own things, and life is still passable. But the world When it’s not good, people live a miserable life, and it’s hard to live. Some people’s ghosts come out and suck out all the flesh and bone marrow, and eat people everywhere with only a piece of human skin.”

"Then I will kill all these ghosts. Killing ten is killing, killing a hundred is killing, and one day I will be able to kill them all." Yu Jiaolong looked at the boundless wind and sand with those dark eyes, As if swearing to heaven and earth.

"Killing is just the crudest method, but it is indeed the simplest and most effective method at certain times."

Ning Xiu casually smiled and nodded.

"yes."

Yu Jiaolong nodded, but quietly looked at Ning Xiu.

I just feel that only half a day has passed, and Ning Xiu seems to have undergone some changes, as if he has become... a little gentler.

If it is said that Ning Xiu once gave him the feeling that he was a magic soldier from the dust, although the surface looked peaceful, but the sharpness exposed was enough to suffocate, then the current Ning Xiu is like a state of not opening the front, and he has truly achieved it. approachable.

But this makes people feel more awe and fear, unpredictable and unfathomable.

The north wind was blowing, as if someone was crying.

The sky was shrouded in mist and gloom, and there was boundless coldness in the air.

Ning Xiu sat leaning on a large rock that was almost weathered, with his arms folded, his head lowered, his eyes half closed, as if he was resting his mind, but also seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Beside him, Yu Jiaolong was holding the sword, looking more lonely, raised his head, glanced at the edge of the bamboo hat, looked at the moon, and looked at the thin cloud floating under the moonlight.

"Is the count clear?"

"Seventeen."

The moment she looked sideways, a pair of indescribable eyes lit up in the dark night, clear and dust-free, so bright and clean, I don't know if it is the moon reflecting the eyes, or the eyes reflecting the moon, in a trance, it seems that the earth of this world has fallen out of thin air. The next two moons are as charming as a dream, as if they are unreal or illusory.

"Aww~Aww~"

Howling wolves came from the remote and quiet place, and they were sent by the whirling wind, sent to this strange rocky narrow passage, and sent to the ears of a group of robbers who spent the night in Wuyou Cave.

The so-called worry-free caves are the dens of thieves. The desert is too windy and sandy at night, and those stone caves are the best safe havens, and they are also the places where robbers are most likely to set up their nests.

This is a dry riverbed, convex on both sides and concave in the middle. The cracked ground is like the blood clefts on his lips.

On both sides of the river bed, there are two steep stone walls. The weathered surface has left many holes. The sound of howling wind passes by, bringing up bursts of sobs and howls like ghosts crying, and the listeners shudder.

And on the stone wall, at the end of a winding and dangerous path, there is a hole visible to the naked eye.

Inside the hole, a fire was burning, emitting green smoke, and a gazelle was mounted on it. More than a dozen men were tearing at half-cooked meat and devouring it hungrily.

"Why don't the animals bark outside?"

"Don't be suspicious."

The man said, but grabbed the handle of the knife, and everyone stopped arguing when they saw this, with vigilance in their eyes.

Recently, some people have killed many colleagues in the surrounding area, so many people have been killed that they are suspicious.

"Do you think it's the killing god who came?"

boom!

"careful!"

Someone exclaimed, and suddenly saw a gust of wind, dust and sand blowing in.

"who is it?"

With an angry shout, the others drew their swords one after another.

The next moment, the face of the talking robber changed drastically. A swift black shadow flew out of the darkness with a scalp-numbing sound, and hit his head impartially.

His vision dimmed, his body froze, and the man fell straight to the ground with a frightened expression on his face.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

A chuckle of amazement followed, looking for the reputation, and saw under the moonlight, a tall and straight figure wearing a bamboo hat was slowly walking out of the shadows, and a woman walked in with a sword.

"Do you know where Miao Jiqing is?"

"Are you that God of Killing!?"

"Kill God?" Ning Xiu chuckled twice, "Have you killed not enough people? Each other. Aren't you willing to talk about it?"

"Did we say you can let us go?"

A dozen or so robbers looked at the two in horror. They were obviously just two people, but they felt like they were surrounded by thousands of troops.

boom!

"ah!!"

Ning Xiu lost a stone in his hand, and a red and white thing exploded on the back of the head of a robber who wanted to escape, and he fell down unwillingly.

"As long as you speak out, I don't have to kill you."

"Okay, let's say, Miao Jiqing and the others are here..."

The horse bandits are erratic like the wind, robbing everywhere, but when they become powerful, they need a station. According to them, Miao Jiqing's station is in a place called Yinfeng Mountain.

The mountains there are high and steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is a natural cave halfway up the mountain, which is really an excellent place to build a village.

Ningxiu already got the answer to this question from Jinxiangyu. They really didn't lie to themselves about this. As for how to get to Yinfeng Mountain and the specific road, the robbers were afraid that Ningxiu would kill them all in the next moment. They explained it in great detail .

After getting more detailed information, the robbers lost their value.

"Jiaolong, kill them."

"good!"

Yu Jiaolong, who was already ready, held the sword in his right hand, and when the sword light lit up, his body moved, and only in the sudden and crisp sound of jingling bells, he strode forward to meet him, with his legs exerting strength, his body volleyed in the air, and his arms twirled , Under the moonlight, I suddenly saw a few bluish blue shadows flying from far to near, flying past the necks of the robbers in front.

"Puff puff!"

The knife pierced the flesh, the sword pierced the throat of the bone, three large heads suddenly jumped up from the shoulders and necks of the three, and the headless body jumped forward for a certain distance before falling down with a bang.

"You don't keep promises! Didn't you promise to let us go!"

Ning Xiu lost a few more stones, and broke the legs of some robbers who wanted to escape, "I said that I would not kill you, have I killed you with my own hands now?"

But in a short while, most of the robbers present had fallen down, and there were only seven people standing.

"come over!"

Seeing this, the leader yelled, half of his brothers were killed by this woman, and there was a stronger master guarding him, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

There were less than ten robbers left. At this moment, they heard the sound and surrounded the leader, staring nervously at the figure shaking the sword in front of him.

"Can you give us a chance and let us go?"

The leader's eyes were cold, he held the waist knife in his hand, his fingers were clenched and tight, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, he looked at the person with a sword coming from the opposite side, he seemed frightened and frightened, he couldn't help shivering when the cold wind hit.

"But who let me go?" Yu Jiaolong had a bitter smile on his face, but he raised his sword in an instant, "On the way to Huangquan, you can be good companions."

"kill!"

Seeing that it is extremely difficult to be good, the leader will not continue to say words of begging for mercy, the opponent's sword is full of murderous intent, and he will never stop until he kills them all, so the only thing he can do now is fight to the death.

Literally.

There were still seven people left including him. Hearing the words, they all rushed forward quickly, raised the blade in their hands, and greeted them. At the time of life and death, the outlaws and the courage of trapped beasts have the momentum to move forward.

"hehe!"

Yu Jiaolong sneered coldly, stretched out his figure, and everyone suddenly felt a green rainbow light up in front of their eyes, green like autumn water, flying towards them with a gust of whistling wind.

"Ding ding ding—"

Collisions everywhere, sparks sputtering.

Several long knives have been broken into two sections.

Someone suddenly wanted to speak, but he was horrified to find that he could only make a gurgling sound from his throat, opened his mouth, and spit out unspeakable words. His eyes fixed on the thin and tall figure that seemed to be dancing under the moonlight, and then gradually faded away, and he knelt down on the ground without making a sound.

"Tear!"

Someone wanted to move, but he found that he couldn't move anymore, and all the strength in his body seemed to be dissipated out of thin air. When he looked down, he saw the pain on his chest.

The cloth was torn, the flesh was split, and a long and narrow knife cut obliquely from his right shoulder to his waist and abdomen. His ribs were visible, his five internal organs were exposed, blood flowed from his chest, and he opened his mouth. This was a heart-piercing cry, but his body has fallen.

Another person's sword has not had time to slash, the sky and the earth have been thrown up in the eyes, but fell into eternal silence and perish.

"Jingle Bell……"

The sound of the bell shook and trembled violently, as if it had been aroused by murderous aura.

"die!"

Seeing the brothers around him fall down one by one, there was no enemy, the leader's canthus was shattered, the steel knife in his hand turned over, and he slashed with great force, the wind of the knife whimpered, and the cold light flashed past.

laugh!

"Okay...quick..."

Yu Jiaolong stopped holding the sword at this moment, the knife just now was not bad, but the moment she drew the sword, she suddenly felt a force in her back, which made her speed of the sword suddenly increased by three layers, This is the first step to kill the bandit leader.

"Are you hurt?"

Yu Jiaolong shook his head.

"No!"

In this way, Ning Xiu was relieved. He smiled and looked at the scars on the corpse on the ground, "With your current sword skills, you should be ranked among the youths of the Tianshan School."

Yu Jiaolong's talent is not bad, although she only learned martial arts secretly with an abandoned disciple of the Tianshan Sect, but under Ning Xiu's guidance and during the past month of murderous sword practice, she has made rapid progress, and she can already handle herself alone.

"It's better to be taught by Engong." Yu Jiaolong shook off the blood beads on the blood groove, and put the sword back into its sheath.

"I'm ashamed to say that I haven't known the name of my benefactor after so long."

Ning Xiu said, "My surname is Zhao."

"Mr. Zhao? Young Master Zhao? Shaoxia Zhao? Or... Mr. Zhao?"

Ning Xiu shook his head and smiled, "Okay, you can shout whatever you want, let's go."

"Okay, my lord."

Yujiaolong's eyes showed a gentle flame, two lovely smile sockets appeared on his face, a pair of long thin and curved eyes narrowed into a semicircular line.

Ning Xiu couldn't help but laugh.

Knowing that with the passage of time, Yu Jiaolong's attachment to him has become more and more obvious.

And the divine will that he perceives every day is also clear, and he can gradually feel it vaguely.

He enjoys such a process, but he will not completely indulge in it.

Because a real man knows what he's doing and what he's going to do.

The most important thing is the result, not the process.

...

winter morning.

The sun spreads its radiant golden wings like a peacock spreading its tail.

There is a knife shop outside the small town called "Lian Feng Hao". The master here is called Xiang Qizheng, who is a good swordsman.

Because the quality of Lianfeng's knives is good, it has accumulated a good reputation over the years, and its business in Mobei is very good, and it has also made a lot of wealth.

But it was precisely because of these wealth that attracted the eyes of jackals.

There is a fairly lively street not far from the Lianfeng Ship. Among the lively crowd, some people dressed as ordinary people are drinking tea, some are watching tricks and performing arts, but at this moment they all set their eyes on the On the body of a horse and two people who made many people unknowingly get out of the way.

When everyone saw the man, they were really surprised.

Ning Xiu walked on the road separated by the crowd, like a god who stepped down from the altar and walked in the world.

Almost everyone around him was a head shorter than him, giving him the feeling of looking up from a high mountain.

He was wearing a white cloak, and his broad back seemed to block the sun.

So much so that he couldn't see his face clearly at all, only the frontal image was hidden in the shadows, but the outline of his body was surrounded by golden sunlight, as if it was plated with gold.

His eyes are stern and calm, revealing a strong self-confidence. Perhaps in his eyes, there has never been any insurmountable hurdle.

Although he was accompanied by a rare beauty like Yu Jiaolong, all the light had been covered up, and no one would pay attention to the beauty after such a strong man appeared.

Because the powerful aura never allows him to keep a low profile.

"Heroes!"

The originally closed door suddenly opened, and Xiang Ling walked out with a group of apprentices from the Lianfeng.

"Um."

Ning Xiu nodded slightly. He was going to Yinfeng Mountain on this trip, and the place where the Lianfeng was located happened to be on the way. He also wanted to find a place to rest, so he came to see what the so-called Lianfeng was.

As for Xiang Ling, Ding'an Tietou and others, because Ning Xiu killed Feilong, they were full of reverence for him, and after they told Xiang Qizheng about it, they clearly understood the past twenty years ago, and they respected Ning Xiu even more.

"It's really an honor for Xiang to be here on the Lianfeng. I'm looking forward to seeing my benefactor!"

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with short hair, with firm eyes and strong muscles. As his name suggests, he was upright.

"Brother Xiang is too polite. I'm just curious, why did a benefactor say that?"

"Your Excellency doesn't know that Feilong killed Xiang's sworn brother, and your Excellency is killing harm for the people, isn't it Xiang's benefactor?"

Ning Xiu heard the words and looked at the various steel knives made by the Lianfeng in the gate. Each knife is made with ingenuity. Although it is only ordinary steel, it is already top-grade, he looked back and said.

"It's not that we don't report, the time has not yet come. Flying dragons are tyrannical and do many evils. After death, they will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to be punished. I can use the sword of the Lianfeng to behead the heads of these wicked people. It's quick to behead the wicked with a good sword." It's over."

That day, Ning Xiu's meat-cutting knife became blunt, so Ding'an threw him a knife from the Lianfeng Hao. Although that knife was not as good as those purple swords, it was still a good knife.

Those horse thieves died quickly.

That's why Ning Xiu said that.