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

Therefore, the stronger the master, the happier Fu Shan was!

After about five hours, Chu Nan had already cut millions of swords, and each time he cut out a sword, he would draw a large remnant, and these remnants, also have strong attack power; Paradise Palace disciples who fought with Chu Nan, clearly made a tempting bleeding movement with their naked bodies, but the eyes, the expression on their faces, became stiff, completely unworthy of their physical movements. It was as if a force had invaded her mind and cleansed her of the "Lust" in her heart. As she got further back, the movements of her body were not smooth and extremely strange.

After a while, Chu Nan saw that the Paradise Palace disciples could no longer bring out new martial arts, and could no longer increase the energy of his "Desire." That is to say, the thousands of Paradise Palace disciples honed his "Desire to kill" martial arts, no matter how much improvement, and then a shock, a buzzing sound, said faintly, "Since it is useless, then it is over."

Chu Nan did not change his weapon, nor did he use any other tricks. He used the Murder Sword in his hand, perhaps hoping that Ling Yanlan would learn more and understand more from it.

Murder Sword, the sword against the setting sun, the light flashed across the Murder Sword, reflecting thousands of swords. Chu Nan's figure flashed, leaving behind a lot of shadows. One after another, the last one had not disappeared, and the next one had appeared out of thin air. Because of the speed was too fast and there were too many shadows, the light from the setting sun was actually blocked by more than half!

Ling Yanlan opened his eyes wide and tried his best to see...

Fu Shan's lips moved, but he was remembering the numbers. "One, two, three, four..."

Chu Nan stopped and stood with his sword in his hand. The remnants of the air had not completely dissipated yet, and the Paradise Palace disciples looked like an endless grassland. The grass had suddenly lost its roots and rotted, and their bodies fell down one by one, throwing up dust and mist.

When the shadow faded, the sun shone on the land again, on Chu Nan's tall and straight figure, and on the body that lay on the ground in all directions with sword marks all over it...

Blood is fierce and monstrous!

Ling Yanlan stood there stupidly, as if she had been struck by those swords. "Poof," she spat out a mouthful of blood, but she had expended a great deal of effort and energy in order to see clearly the skills of those swords. Fu Shan's startled lips finally closed, and a word rolled out of her tongue: "Nine!"

Nine!

It represents nine breaths!

In the first seven or eight hours, Chu Nan only killed less than a thousand people, and the cultivation of these Paradise Palace disciples, most of them were elementary level generals, middle and high level generals were very few, and there were even big masters, martial artists mixed in.

But in this nine breath, Chu Nan killed more than two thousand people. Of these two thousand people, the middle and high ranking generals were the majority, and even a few junior Martial!

Nine breath is nothing compared to eight hours. It is insignificant and not worth mentioning. But the result is the opposite!

After a few rounds of thinking, Fu Shan finally understood that it was not that the master could not kill them, but that the master did not want to kill them, but was playing with them. The master's sword skills went from raw to mature, to exquisite...

"In this process, is the master practicing some kind of advanced martial arts with a disciple of the Paradise Palace?" In Fu Shan's heart, this idea suddenly popped up, which made him stupefied and become a puppet.

Chu Nan opened his eyes and said, "It is much faster and more profound to practice martial arts in battle than in the ice room alone. However, these people are still a lot worse. It is not enough for my'desire to kill'martial arts training to be successful!"

After reading it, Chu Nan stared at the woman opposite him who was as dumb as a chicken. Although her body could make one's heart beat, it was no longer seductive. This woman was the only one who survived out of more than 3,000 people!

The woman looked at the body beside her, her face as pale as paper.

Chu Nan left her life, of course, not to cherish the fragrance and jade, but to let this woman pass the message, the woman in front of her is the highest of these people, Chu Nan said to her, "Go and call your palace lord to come, let your palace lord put out the strongest and most luxurious lineup, I will wait for him here! If he wants to know what you're doing here, just tell him that I'm here to rob and kill some people."

The woman nodded, then turned around and walked back. The faster she walked, the faster she walked. After a long distance from the bloody xiuluo arena, the woman "Wow" spat out blood. After she spat out blood, she began to vomit uncontrollably. When she had vomited out her stomach, she looked up and looked at the picture of the beautiful man and woman on the wall. There was no longer the tongue that she used to have. Her mouth was dry, her blood was boiling, and her body felt soft. Inexplicably, she felt a little disgusted, a little disgusted, and she did not want to see it. Then, the woman turned her head and stumbled into the Paradise Palace hall.

On the battlefield, Chu Nan turned to Fu Shan and said, "What are you still standing there for?"

"Hmm?" Fu Shan had not recovered from his shock. He did not know what was going on or what to do. Of course, he could not ask his master, but he knelt down and laid his hands on the ground. "Fu Shan listened to his master's teachings. His master is invincible. He has broken the heavens and the earth. He lives longer than the heavens and the earth. What does his master say? Fu Shan will finish it with determination..."

Fu Shan's "Flattery" technique did have a little bit of purity, clearly he did not know what to do, but he spoke down, but the master was patted comfortably, the average person would not be embarrassed.

Chu Nan naturally did not make things difficult for him, not because of his flattery, but because of his cleverness. Chu Nan believed not in these illusions, but strength, real strength!

Chu Nan smiled and said, "If you want to run a business for me, if you want to be a businessman, then you have to have the consciousness of a businessman. If you want to keep your life, you have to make me satisfied. You have to do everything at one cost, or nothing at all. Do you understand now?"

"Merchant? Ten thousand yuan? Nothing at all?" Fu Shan knew that the first test was coming. If he could not pass this test, he would give a big discount in his master's heart. This discount would affect the performance of "Flattery" martial arts, and the effect would be reduced.

Fu Shan, who relied on him to survive, would never allow this to happen!

Fu Shan racked his brains trying to figure out how to make a profit out of nothing, how to make a profit out of nothing. "No profit out of nothing, no profit out of nothing..." As Fu Shan was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a bright light on the ground in front of him. Fu Shan looked carefully at it and saw that it was not his thing, but the storage ring they were carrying!

"Storage ring? Nothing at all?" Fu Shan connected the two and suddenly realized it. He quickly said, "Master, under your wise and powerful guidance, little one understands, understands..."

"Stop talking nonsense and go do your work. Do it clean!"

"Yes, master!" Fu Shan, like a victorious general, walked towards the dead, bent down, and took off the storage ring from their fingers. Fu Shan remembered the three words "Cleaner" in his master's hand, so he took off the magical treasures in their hands, the ornaments on the neck, ears, and head of the female disciples of the palace of bliss, all stripped clean. Even those precious scarves, Fu Shan did not let them go and searched them very carefully.

Chu Nan said to Ling Yanlan, who had blood on his lips, "Show me what you've just learned."

"Yes, childe." Ling Yanlan took out a sword from the storage ring. The sword looked very beautiful, but the grade was much lower. It was only a low-grade artifact. For Ling Yanlan, the low-grade artifact was extremely precious.

But to Chu Nan, the inferior artifact was a piece of junk and was not worth looking at.