Xue Yu's expression was focused, and his ten slender fingers almost turned into an afterimage, beating on the strings, and waves of melodious piano sounds continued to be heard. Compared with before, it was a little less gentle and gentle, but a little more
It has the taste of hot-blooded killing and iron-clad fighting.
"Son."
The song is over.
Xue Yu looked at Gu Han with a red face.
"How about...?"
"Magnificent waves!"
Gu Han thought for a moment and gave a very high evaluation, "Listening to Miss Xue's piano music, it actually made me feel like my fighting spirit was boiling and my blood was high. When I was fighting against someone, if I had this piano music to help me, at least
It can increase your combat power by half! If your cultivation level is higher, the range you can cover will be wider and the effect will be more obvious!"
He didn't exaggerate the facts.
It's not deliberately flattering.
The effect of Xue Yu's piano sound was somewhat similar to that of Chu Kuang's Great Wilderness Battle Body back then. Although the effect was quite different, the coverage range of the piano sound made up for this flaw.
In the battlefield.
Range is undoubtedly more important than effect!
And Xue Yu, because of this song, will become a highly capable killer in the Dayan Border Army!
"That...that's good."
Being praised by Gu Han.
Xue Yu was filled with joy and her face was as red as Feng Xi's phoenix gilt dress.
This song.
She composed it half a month ago after listening to Gu Han's words and feeling inspired. As soon as it was composed, she ran over to ask Gu Han to comment, but she didn't expect that she would receive such praise from him.
outside room.
Holding a cup of spiritual tea in her hand, Goddess Zhao felt slightly sad.
snort!
Just play the piano.
There is also a pop-up called Waves of Magnificence!
Subconsciously.
She glanced down.
This is called magnificent, okay, blind man!
After hesitating for a moment, she drank the spiritual tea in her hand, turned around and left angrily, not because she was angry with Gu Han, but because she felt that her tea skills were not as good as Xue Yu's piano skills.
Gu Han had known she was coming.
It just didn't break.
Naturally, he knew what the two women were thinking. He sighed softly and decided to make it clear to Xue Yu.
"Miss Xue, actually I..."
puff!
The words are not finished yet.
Countless streaks of blood mist suddenly appeared all over his body, instantly turning him into a bloody man!
"Master!"
Xue Yu was so frightened that she lost her mind.
"You...you're hurt! I...I'm going to find grandpa!"
In the past half month, she had devoted herself to studying piano art and knew nothing about the outside world. She thought that Gu Han had suffered hidden injuries from the last battle. She burst into tears and was so worried that she wanted to go to Doctor Xue for help.
.
"fine."
Contrary to him.
Gu Han was extremely calm.
"I am practicing."
Practice?
Xue Yu was dumbfounded.
How could there be such a weird cultivation method in the world?
Gu Han is indeed practicing.
On that day.
He turned his body into a sword and instantly broke through the energy and blood blockade of two half-step transcendent realm barbarians, even cutting off their arms. It was so powerful that it was much stronger than the killing sword he used in his normal state.
, naturally aroused his great interest.
During this time.
He kept trying.
However, he discovered that when the sword energy covered the outside of the body, the more compressed it became, the more powerful the sword became.
only.
No matter how he tries.
The sword energy is compressed three feet outside the body, which is already the limit.
After all, he is not a physical practitioner, and the strength of his physical body cannot be compared with the long sword in his hand. If he continues to compress at all costs, he is afraid that his physical body will collapse before the enemy is killed.
Overcome the catastrophe.
But it is a very good method.
It's just that the heavenly tribulation is very special. The stronger the body before the tribulation is, the more gifts you will receive after the tribulation.
After some hard thinking.
He found a special way.
Sword Qi Tempering Body!
Use the sword energy to polish the physical body carefully, and when the strength of the physical body is enhanced to its current limit, then go through the heavenly tribulation!
This way.
The physical body can be improved even more!
"Don't panic!"
He calmly waved his hand to Xue Yu, took out a Ningbi Dan and stuffed it into his mouth. He flashed and was already outside.
"Fat man!"
He activated his cultivation and shouted.
"It's work!"
outside room.
The monks passing by all saluted, but they turned a blind eye to the blood on his body...
Tsk.
Gu Xianfeng was bleeding again.
Half a month ago, their reaction was a bit more nervous than Xue Yu's.
Now.
All used to it!
As expected of Gu Xianfeng!
Even the practice is so unique!
They admired Gu Han's actions very much.
"Be bold!"
Suddenly.
A golden light rose from a distance and fell directly in front of Gu Han.
"Little Pioneer!"
"How dare you disrespect me!"
The fat man put his hands behind his back and looked at Gu Han sideways, feeling dissatisfied.
Little pioneer.
I fucked you sooner or later!
"hurry up!"
Gu Han kept urging.
"I feel like I'm almost at my limit."
When he first started tempering his body with sword energy, even with the help of Ningbi Dan, he almost turned his body into a ball of paste. But now, although his body still cannot withstand the cutting of sword energy, compared to the first
At one time, the physical strength has increased too much!
"Tsk."
The fat man didn't hesitate, a golden light flashed from his body, and his big hand immediately swatted at him.
"As for working so hard!"
He cultivates the formless golden body.
Nature knows it better than anyone else.
Physical cultivation and tempering also need to be done step by step. It is extremely rare for someone like Gu Han to be so cruel and rough, not taking his own life as his own, and working hard, even though he has completed a journey that took others several years in just half a month.
, the pain that can be endured is dozens of times that of ordinary people!
The sword energy enters the body.
It's like enduring the pain of being cut into pieces every moment.
Not many people can bear it.
To fat people, this is self-abuse.
boom!
boom!
…
Under the constant beating of his golden light, the blood mist on Gu Han's body... instantly turned into a blood fountain!
Unless he is a monk.
Tenacious vitality.
If he were a mortal, he would have died eight hundred times long ago.
at this time.
There were already people surrounding the two of them.
"Gu Xianfeng, awesome!"
"If it were me, I would never be able to bear this kind of pain!"
"Nonsense, there is only one Gu Xianfeng, but you, Zhang Shan, can have tens of millions of them!"
"..."
Seeing Gu Han become a bloody man.
Everyone was talking a lot, with expressions of admiration and reverence on their faces.
"Damn it!"
The more the fat man is beaten, the darker his face becomes.
"I am the one who exerted great efforts, why is no one praising me?"
no!
It depends.
There aren't many chances to beat this bastard.
Gotta take it easy!
boom!
boom!
Thinking of this, he added another three points of force when he shot!
certainly.
Out of anger, out of anger.
He also didn't forget his mission.
The golden light seemed chaotic, but in fact it was very regular. Each blow was just within Gu Han's limit, making his flesh and blood tougher and giving him some characteristics of a phaseless golden body.
Gu Han gritted his teeth and persisted.
This kind of pain, even though he had experienced it many times, was still a bit unbearable for him.
When the sword enters the body, it is like being cut into pieces by a thousand swords!
And the fat man's golden light was like a mountain rolling over him, as if it was going to crush him completely!
There are only two results.
Or be shattered to pieces!
Or sublimate to the extreme!
boom!
Also at this time.
In the space of consciousness, a rune in the Dayan Sword Sutra exploded again and turned into a sutra, which reflected in his heart.