Reverse the World with Martial Arts from a Crap to a Master

"Bitch, bitch, you're really a bitch. I don't believe it, I don't believe it..." Qin Yong grabbed Nangong Lingyun's hair. Nangong lingyun couldn't help but reach out her hands. She quickly bit her tongue hard. The pain finally made her wake up a little. Once again, her mind was filled with the figure of "Him."

Suddenly, Nangong Lingyun remembered the ugly weapon and immediately took it out of the storage ring. He held it tightly with both hands and glared at Qin Yong. "Qin Yong, if you don't stop, I'll..."

"Just kill me?" Qin Yong laughed when he saw the ugly Dragon Teeth. "You're going to kill me with this stick of mud? This is ridiculous, Nangong Lingyun. I advise you to cooperate with me and suffer less. Otherwise, I will not let you live..."

As Qin Yong was speaking, Nangong Lingyun was already holding up the Dragon Teeth and stabbing it in the chest!

On the other side, Chu Nan had already reached the inner sect disciple's area. In the training ground of this area, many people did not rest, some were practicing Martial Sutra, some were practicing martial arts. Chu Nan avoided the patrolling disciple in the open and in the dark, and finally seized an opportunity to let xiao lan take his men out and silently kill a disciple. Instead, he walked to the training ground.

Just two steps out, a voice suddenly rang out: "Liu xiaofeng, I just trained into a new martial art, you come and try it with me!"

"Liu xiaofeng?"

Chu Nan had a hunch that the three words were calling him, so he stopped and turned his head in the direction of the voice. In that case, even if the person wasn't calling him, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Turning around, Chu Nan saw that the man's eyes were staring at him, and it was him.

Chu Nan was not afraid, but the test of this thing, it is easy to expose. Chu Nan did not want his own exploration to end here, while thinking of countermeasures, he walked to the man and took out liu xiaofeng's weapon.

Three meters away, the man said, "My technique is quite powerful. You should be careful."

At the same time, the other people in the training ground also gathered around and shouted, "Brother Cheng's new martial arts must be extraordinary. We have to look carefully, maybe we will suddenly feel something!"

Chu Nan breathed a sigh of relief. He was at a loss for what to call this man. At the same time, his heart moved and he found an excuse. "Brother Cheng, just in time, I have come up with a new skill!"

"Have you come up with a new skill? Created by myself?" Brother Cheng looked at liu suifeng in surprise, and there was a look of surprise in the eyes of the others.

Chu Nan's face was filled with embarrassment. "It's not self-inflicted, it's just a mid-level martial art."

"Brother liu, are you going to practice the mid-level martial arts of the xuan class?"

"That's right, your head is not hot, is it?"

"We are the core disciples of the Tianyi Sect inner sect. Are we worthy of our status because of our mid-level martial arts skills?"

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Hearing that Chu Nan said that martial arts were intermediate, Brother Cheng was obviously relieved, and the other Tianyi Sect disciples began to ridicule, and there was something in it. Chu Nan thought to himself, "There are indeed people everywhere, there are rivers and lakes, there are grudges, and these internal disciples of the Tianyi Sect are not ironclad, this point can be used."

Brother Cheng stopped them with a wave of his hand and said, "I made this move myself. Let's see whose new skills are better!"

With that said, Brother Cheng swung his sword and in a flash, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the whirlwind danced rapidly. But Chu Nan was stunned. It was because of this technique that Brother Cheng created himself. He was very familiar with it. Chu Nan had some admiration for Tianyi Sect disciples before. Creating your own martial arts skills is even more difficult...

However, Chu Nan was a little surprised to see Brother Cheng's martial arts skills.

Just as Chu Nan was stunned, someone else said, "Brother liu was overpowered by brother cheng's momentum. Brother Cheng is really talented."

Listening to those discussions, Chu Nan's heart flashed with a sneer, holding liu xiaofeng's sword, and performing the "Wild Wind Saber Sutra" martial arts, of course, Chu Nan only used three points of strength.

Brother Cheng chopped off his sword, and in an instant, there were ninety-nine or eighty-one sword shadows. Each sword shadow was like a real thing, rushing towards Chu Nan. There were people around who exclaimed, some were deep in thought, and some were confused in their eyes. They were whispering, "Why does this look like it has some effect? It's as if I've seen it somewhere!"

One of the most important factors in the development of the Wild Wind Saber Sutra was its speed, which was like the speed of a gale. Chu Nan did not stop at the same place or retreat backward, but instead, he rushed forward and cut straight at the 9981 swords in his hand!

The iron clang of the golden ge suddenly sounded violently. Every time the sword was cut down, it would cut off several sword shadows. The sword shadows were already like fallen leaves in late autumn, scattered and powerless to attack.

This time, a group of Tianyi Sect inner sect disciples, such as senior brother, were surprised, and some people sighed, "Is this really just the middle of the xuan class? How could it be so powerful?" As they spoke, their eyes began to turn and they came up with an idea.

Chu Nan was not too outstanding, and when the shadow of the sword was still dozens of times, Chu Nan pretended to be powerless to continue chopping, and could withstand the shadow of the sword, straight back dozens of steps, blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

When Brother Cheng saw this, his heart relaxed. He smiled and said, "Brother liu, how do you feel about this technique I created?"

Chu Nan walked to the front, first admiring and admiring, then saying, "Brother Cheng, today in the daytime, the Artifact sent lin yun to compete with our senior brother Duanyu. Have you seen it?"

Brother Cheng's face looked a little pale when he asked this question. He had some doubts about the man before. Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind and he exclaimed, "By the way, Brother Cheng, this move you made is a perfect match for Lin Yun's martial arts skills..." The man spoke so fast that he saw Brother Cheng's face turn pale. He quickly changed his tune and said, It's much more powerful than lin yun's martial arts. That Lin Yun can't compete with..."

Chu Nan looked at it with interest and wanted to see what Brother Cheng wanted to say.

Unexpectedly, Chu Nan was once again stunned, only to hear senior brother's cheeky voice say: "Senior brother su is right, this skill of mine is definitely better than lin yun's. In the future, if I meet him, I will definitely be able to use this move to kill Lin Yun."

Chu Nan was really speechless. He had seen thick-skinned people, but he had never seen such thick-skinned and shameless people. Brother Cheng's so-called self-created new martial arts was born out of Chu Nan's "Wild Wind Blows second style." Moreover, in order to hide it, Brother Cheng also took off a part of it, and he added a part of it, which was much less powerful than the authentic "Wild Wind Blows second style." Moreover, with only 81 swords, how could he possibly beat more than 500 of Chu Nan's swords?

However, this senior brother was still complacent, and the others were even flattering, flattering, and humbly asking for advice. Then, since Lin Yun was mentioned, everyone shouted at lin yun in unison. One by one, they said that if they met Lin Yun, they would make Lin Yun's life worse than death.

What Chu Nan saw and heard tonight was that he had a general understanding of the disciples of the first heaven sect. Once he was used to being superior, he was arrogant and had less experience. He was right in his words. If he were to face up to the people who were fighting for their lives and deaths, this group of beginner Martial in front of him would be afraid of dying if they met people of the same cultivation.

At this moment, Chu Nan was thinking, "If you knew I was Lin Yun, what expression would it be?" After a moment's thought, Chu Nan joined in their criticism and carefully extracted useful information.