Teach the real sword technique
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and said categorically: "The sword technique can be taught, but the real sword technique can't be taught casually. Either you worship me as a teacher, or you join the dark night gate, otherwise there is no way."
This is a matter of principle.
Of course Gu Ling knew this was the result, she just wanted to try, if she succeeded, she wouldn't take advantage of it.
Pouting, she put her hands around her chest, and said at the beginning: "Forget it, I am a generous person, and I don't care about you, a man with a small belly."
The woman was just irritating, Zhang Feng didn't take it to heart, and just turned around and taught her the sword technique. The real sword technique, don't talk about it.
With a brushing sound, Zhang Feng pulled out the long knife. The sharp blade was covered with moiré, and a faint blue light appeared faintly, which completely attracted Zhang Feng's attention in an instant.
"Long Xia..."
Zhang Feng read the small seal inscription engraved on the knife, which was the name of the knife.
Gu Ling immediately became proud, and was about to introduce Zhang Feng's record of this knife, but Zhang Feng's next sentence almost choked to death on the spot.
"Who got the name, Boston Lobster?"
Zhang Feng looked at the treasure knife, but frowned.
"If you have the ability, you can change it yourself, and see if you have that great ability!" Gu Ling shouted, staring at Zhang Feng angrily.
After speaking, he wanted to take the knife away, so Zhang Feng turned and avoided.
When he didn't see the knife, he didn't think much, but when he pulled out the knife, he made up his mind that this knife could only belong to himself.
As for the name, "Longxia" is also good.
With a flick of his long arm, the scabbard flew out like a flash of black lightning and nailed it to the solid wood tall cabinet with a dull sound.
The gilt guard ring at the end of the scabbard was originally not a hard object, it was used for decoration, and under Zhang Feng's infuriating blessing, it became as sharp as the tip of a knife.
There seemed to be a blue light flashing in the living room, and it was fleeting. Zhang Feng gently stroked the blade that flashed with the blue light from time to time, and with a flick of his finger, the buzzing dragon roar was endless and lasting.
"A good knife, a great knife!"
Zhang Feng couldn't help being excited, his voice trembling.
As a top warrior, his love for weapons is absolutely far more than his love for women.
"Try it?"
Gu Ling said aloud that she also wanted to see what kind of power this knife could exert in Zhang Feng's hands.
Zhang Feng nodded, and walked to the back door of the villa, opened the door and went out.
Gu Ling hurried to catch up until he went to the backyard and saw Zhang Feng lightly swinging Longxia's long knife. The sound of a wind breaking was like a tornado, and everything that could move in the entire yard was shaking.
The leaves are fluttering and the grass scraps are flying.
"The knife... Is the knife so terrible?" Gu Ling exclaimed.
Simply put, it is a kind of aura and aura. When an ordinary warrior is holding a weapon, ordinary people will be shocked when he sees it, while a true super master will release a powerful aura when he is ready to attack. Speaking of ordinary people, the warrior would be frightened when they saw it.
Zhang Feng turned around and smiled at her, "Stand farther, I still can't control my infuriating well, so be careful to hurt you."
Gulin didn't lift the bar any more, and obediently ran into the villa door, hiding by the wall, sticking out his head, wide-eyed onlookers.
Seeing that she was hiding well, Zhang Feng took a deep breath and put the long knife on his waist as if it were hidden in a scabbard. The next moment, he swung out the long knife with a technique similar to drawing a sword. .
The moment the long knife pierced the air, the blue light flickered, and then, a blue flame ignited on the knife.
The tip of the knife slashed across the grass without touching it, but the powerful blade left a scar on the lawn that was ploughed by a hoe, which was two meters long.
When Long Xia's long knife waved, a blue light arc of more than ten meters long appeared on the tip of the knife, it was a sword light!
The sound of breaking through the air instantly changed into a dragon chant, accompanied by a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth. Wherever the blue sword light passed, the courtyard wall collapsed, and several large trees outside the courtyard broke down, even on the uplifting mountain. , Causing an explosion-like effect, and rubble flew randomly.
With a slash, Zhang Feng bowed his upper body slightly, stepped under his feet, maintaining the shape of holding the knife in one hand, with the tip of the knife pointed at the sky diagonally.
The severed tree fell in the air, and seven trees that could only be hugged by two people turned into firewood with one blow from him.
"This..." Zhang Feng was also shocked by the momentum he made, remembering that in the steel factory last time, the blades were white, the length of which was similar, and the power could cut off a wall at best.
But this time, the power was too strong.
"Oh my God, idol, is this the destruction that a monk who enters the Taoist way of martial arts can cause?" Gu Ling ran out, stopped again, stood at the door and patted his chest, his shocked little face blushed.
A man's strength will cause a strong impact on a woman, and beauty loves heroes because of nature.
Zhang Feng took the knife and stood up, probing with his big hand, a buzzing sound came, and the scabbard inserted in the cabinet in the room flew quickly and was caught in his hand.
"What kind of operation is this? Take the object in the air. Don't you enter the Tao with martial arts? How can you use magic?" Gu Ling's eyes widened, his breathing was rapid, and he pressed his chest hard to prevent excessive heartbeat from stimulating.
Zhang Feng took a long sword into the sheath, and said calmly: "There are two reasons. One is that my true energy has been strengthened, which is considered to be a great advancement. The other is the Longxia knife itself. It has spirituality and recognizes me as the master, so it helped me improve. The power of the blade light, shooting objects in the air, is the ability it gives me, and it can only be used on the scabbard."
"Spiritual... Daomang..." Gu Ling's face flushed, and he was speechless with excitement.
Any warrior of these two things will flock to them, and even sacrifice their lives to snatch them. At this moment, they are all concentrated on Zhang Feng.
A monk who used martial arts to enter the Tao, holding a treasured sword with spirituality in his hand, asked the world, where is he afraid to go
"Idol, I... I'm so envious." Gu Ling looked at Zhang Feng with watery Danfeng eyes, his voice trembled strangely, and the man felt hot after hearing it.
Zhang Feng was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at her, "What you envy, mine is yours, want it, take it!"
After that, he threw the Longxia knife to Gu Ling.
Gu Ling instinctively caught it and threw the knife to Zhang Feng again. She curled her lips and said, "You can keep it for yourself. I have recognized the Lord's things. Should I use it for decoration?"
Zhang Feng laughed three times, walked up to her, and said, "When I understand my situation, I will find a way to collect materials and create a spiritual weapon for you. By the way, what weapon do you use? "
"You said, don't throw it away!" Gu Ling's eyes could light up. After all, no warrior can refuse to have sporadic weapons.
She went on to say: "I also use a knife, not as big as yours, but a horizontal knife."
When she said that, she ran into the villa, took out her saber after a while, and showed it to Zhang Feng like a treasure.
(End of this chapter)