Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

  Chapter 47 Unbearable, the power of the fast sword (please read more!)

   The sky is spinning.

  The world began to sink and turn black again.

  Bring waves of unspeakable dizziness.

   Not long after, Yang Da breathed heavily, got up from the bed again, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked around, hoping for a miracle.

   But alas, he was disappointed.

  Roof, tables and chairs, oil lamps, painting screens.

   Everything is the same as before, nothing has changed.

  He is still in Wanchunpu!

   Still in the black iron colony!

   It didn't change because he rushed to Nanshi in the real world and traveled to another world.

   "Sure enough."

  Yang Fang murmured, "Sure enough, it won't change."

   This is the same as the game.

   The characters in the game world are in Novice Village, so no matter where you log in to the game, the characters inside will appear in Novice Village.

   Unless you leave Novice Village in the game world!

  He took a deep breath, gave up this unrealistic plan, and then opened the panel again to check.

  When he opened the panel, there was an unspeakable numbness in his body again.

  The invisible experience points in his body increased rapidly again.

  Name: Yang Fang

   Life expectancy: 21/62 years old

  Repair: Fourth Grade (140/150)

  Heart: Yang Yan Jue Dacheng (840/840), Black Tiger Jue Mastery (550/600)

Martial skills: Blast Thirteen Swords (198/500), Shadowless Sword Dacheng (900/1200), Great Cloak and Staff (200/500), Snow Walking Skill (131/600), Shadow Movement (288 /800), Bronze Palm Mastery (121/300)

  Skills: Blacksmithing Mastery (1/800), Hidden Weapon Proficiency (240/600), Poison Mastery (20/400)

  Qualification: Potential (30/60)

   "The fourth rank is at its peak. It seems that after my aptitude is improved, the experience value in the real world will also increase faster."

  Yang Fang talked to himself.

  In the past, when he practiced internal strength in the real world, he could only gain four or five experience points in one night.

  But now it has risen by an average of about 20 points a night.

   On the one hand, it is the effect of his qualification improvement.

  On the other hand, it should be the reason why he switched to Black Tiger Art.

  The previous Yang Yan Jue was the lowest-level mental method, and the speed of producing "experience points" was extremely slow, while the Black Tiger Jue was two or three levels stronger than the "Yang Yan Jue".

   So it is also faster in generating 'experience'.

   "It's a pity that I have no money to replace it, otherwise how could it be delayed until now!"

  Yang Fang secretly thought.

  He has now entered the realm of many martial arts, and even a few of them have achieved great success.

   It can completely deal with any master of the peak of the fourth rank.

   And he faintly noticed another hidden function of the panel!

   Not just to increase proficiency!

   And it has the effect of strengthening martial arts!

What's the meaning?

   That is to say, the same martial skill, if others practice it, it is a power, and his practice is another power, and the power he cultivates is greatly enhanced under the blessing of the panel.

  This can be seen from the Thirteen Swords of Blast Wind.

  The Gale Thirteen Swords is the least popular martial skill, but it turned out to be very powerful in his hands.

  So with this kind of invisible blessing, even if he is a fifth-rank master, he is not incapable of fighting now.

   Especially the shadow movement, this kind of movement is almost born for assassination!

  Yang walked around the room, and couldn't help but move his head to the window again, and glanced out.

  He has passed ten days in the real world.

   But it's only an hour here.

   I wonder if that monitor is still there?

  Yang Fang's mind was raging, and after a while, he gritted his teeth, quietly packed up the poisonous concealed weapons and poisonous smoke that he had prepared before, and packed seven or eight bags of lime powder with him, raised his long sword, put on a bamboo hat, and began to quietly leave the room.

  After leaving the door, he jumped over the wall and rushed towards the distant alley.

  On the eaves not far away.

  Two figures stood quietly.

  One is the glamorous woman in the black dress, with cold eyes, standing in the dark night.

  The other is the swordsman wearing a tall hat and carrying a long sword, with a gloomy face, watching Yang Fang's trail.

   "Psychological games are really hard work. If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have waited so long!"

  The swordsman said coldly.

   "Isn't it safer to keep the sky open and see the moon?"

The woman in the black dress said lightly, "There are many things like this in the world. He thought he was hiding enough secrets, but in fact, in the eyes of some people, his behavior was just ridiculous. Let's go and have a look." !"

   They straightened their bodies and quickly followed Yang Fang in the direction where Yang Fang left.

  Yang Fang was extremely cautious along the way, picking out some dilapidated alleys to walk through, looking back from time to time, as if afraid of being followed.

  While walking through, suddenly, an extremely frightening scream sounded from not far away.

ah!

  Yang Anxin, who was walking forward, was startled, and then felt the two pieces of evil spirit jade on his chest chirping, and began to heat up rapidly, as if they were burning in a raging fire.

   There was a gloomy atmosphere emerging from the alleys in all directions.

   Evil spirits?

  He hurriedly quickened his pace and rushed towards the distance.

  The women and swordsmen in black costumes who were following behind all changed their expressions, and then quickly followed Yang Fang's body again.

  Since they were able to drive from Bailuo City to the settlement of Heitie, they all naturally had evil spirit jade on them.

  Yang Fang just passed through an alley, his face changed, and his body stopped suddenly.

At the end of the alley, a figure suddenly appeared, with a gloomy whole body, wearing a tattered black gown, with a pale face, standing there quietly, motionless, with a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, facing him From afar.

  Bursts of rotten and cold breath came from the opponent's body continuously.

  The walls on both sides are peeling off quickly and covered with moss, as if they have experienced changes over time.

"Hee hee hee"

  Suddenly, a strange laughter came out.

  From the old man's side, a baby wearing a red bellyband slowly walked out, with a smile on his face, only the size of the baby, and his skin was like dead bark, and sat on the old man's shoulders.

  Yang cursed in relief, turned around and left quickly, changed the alley, and rushed out quickly.

  The other two who followed behind secretly also noticed the existence of this evil spirit, their expressions changed slightly, and they continued to follow Yang Fang without saying a word.

  At this moment, they all chose to turn a blind eye to these two evil spirits.

   Relying on the evil spirit jade on his body, he quickly passed through here.

  The old man and the baby showed a deep smile, with green eyes, watching them pass by not far away.

  Yang Fang passed through seven or eight alleys in a row, and quickly rushed directly into a ruined temple.

"etc!"

  The glamorous woman stopped her companion suddenly, and said coldly, "Be careful!"

  She suddenly closed her eyes and started sensing.

   A moment later, Xiu frowned, opened her eyes suddenly, and said, "He's the only one, let's go!"

  She speeded up directly, and quickly swept towards a wing of the ruined temple.

  The swordsman beside him immediately followed.

"get out!"

  The glamorous woman slapped her hand casually, and with a click, the wooden door was torn apart, and her body rushed through quickly.

  But the moment she smashed the wooden door.

  Dozens of poisonous needles quickly attacked the bodies of the two of them in the shape of a goddess scattered flowers, densely packed.

  The swordsman's reaction speed was extremely fast. Almost as soon as these poisonous needles appeared, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, turning into a strange light curtain, airtight, and flying all the poisonous needles.

  However, as soon as these poisonous needles were picked up, seven or eight bags of lime powder were quickly scattered around.

  At the same time, Yang Fang's body turned into a shadow, as if blending with the surrounding darkness, without any life at all, and quickly attacked the swordsman with the Shadowless Sword.

  At this moment, the Wuying Sword and the Shadow Body Technique cooperated so perfectly that no one could see the slightest trace.

  The swordsman's expression changed, and when he sensed the shadow approaching, he covered his eyes with one hand to prevent the lime powder from entering his eyes, and with the other hand, he quickly picked the shadow in front of him with a kind of advanced swordsmanship.

  In an instant, it pointed at seven or eight vital points of the shadow.

   But it's a pity that all his attacks directly penetrated through this shadow.

   Completely useless!

   It's like being stabbed in the air.

"not good!"

  The swordsman was startled, and then felt a tingling pain in his neck. The blood all over his body couldn't bear it anymore, and it sprayed out along his neck crazily, along with all the power in his body.

  The swordsman was terrified.

   When did I get hit by the sword?

  What a fast swordsmanship!

   Plop!

  His body stepped backwards, and fell directly on his back, blood raining like rain.

   Continuously sprinkled from his neck, like a small fountain.

  (end of this chapter)