Yang Ningfeng had no idea that the Blood Tiger Sword would be so heavy.
When he grabbed the hilt of the sword, suddenly, the extremely heavy Blood Tiger Sword sank fiercely. Yang Ningfeng was not aware of it for a moment, and the whole person was thrown to the ground by the weight of the sword, and he was beaten like a dog.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the Blood Tiger Sword weighs three hundred and sixty kilograms! Also, the Jiuxuan God-Slaying Sword Technique is a left-handed sword technique, so when you chop the wood pile, you hold the sword with your left hand." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit's
said suddenly.
"..."
Yang Ningfeng lay on the ground and turned to stone.
Weighing 360 kilograms, such a sword is difficult to pick up with both hands, so why should the sword be held in the left hand?
Yang Ningfeng lay on the ground and began to suspect that the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit was not teaching him how to practice swordsmanship at all, but was completely deceiving him and torturing him! I just told the truth, you can't be more generous and say something obscene
I don’t need to explain my life, and then you can teach me swordsmanship properly?
But just now he witnessed the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit splitting the wooden stakes with his own eyes, so there was no doubt about it.
"I don't believe you can even fix a sword."
Yang Ningfeng climbed up, patted the dust on his body twice with his hands, stared at the wooden stake, his eyes slowly narrowed, and in his eyes, a strong fighting spirit filled the air.
He bent down, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and tried to lift it, but it felt extremely heavy.
call!
After taking a long breath, the vitality energy in the body began to circulate, flowing along the meridians to the left arm. When he lifted it again, he felt that the extremely heavy Xuexu Sword had become much lighter.
With his current master's strength and luck, he was able to lift the extremely heavy Blood Tiger Sword.
Sword, slowly raised.
"drink!"
With a deep shout, the sword struck directly at the wooden stake!
boom!
The sword fell heavily.
But Yang Ningfeng's face turned red all of a sudden! Because what he hit was not a wooden stake, but a wooden stake that was struck directly into the air.
The sword struck the ground directly, creating a rather shallow pit.
He took a sneak peek at the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit.
Fortunately, this guy rarely made any noise to attack him.
But now he admires the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit even more deeply!
For such a heavy sword, when the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit swung the sword just now, it was as if there was nothing in his hand. He slashed it down and divided it into nine parts. His movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, and it was extremely easy.
But now it was actually extremely difficult for him to even lift the sword.
After calming down, he stared at the wooden stake for a while, raised his sword again, and then struck down with all his strength.
Bah!
This time the situation was better. The sword finally hit the wooden pile and split the wooden pile.
However, this cannot be strictly said to be chopping, it is completely peeling, and because the sword cannot be controlled, it starts to tilt when it is chopping, leaving the wooden stake before it is halfway to the wooden stake, and finally, splitting on the ground below.
It seemed like a simple task of splitting a pile, but because the sword was too heavy and he split it twice, Yang Ningfeng's results were really disastrous.
The wooden pile instantly returns to its original state.
But Yang Ningfeng was not discouraged. The energy in his body turned around, he shouted loudly, and struck for the third time...
In the courtyard, there were constant shouts. Yang Ningfeng raised his sword again and again and struck down again and again. A few hours passed. Although his arm was extremely sore, he never gave up. He concentrated on raising his sword and strike down. The situation
It's getting better and better. Although it can't be split evenly, now every time the sword is struck, the wooden stakes will split open.
And he discovered that because every time he slashed, he had to use all the vitality energy in his body. When chopping the sword, he was actually practicing the Five Qi Return to Origin Path. Although he could not successfully split the wooden stakes evenly, the vitality energy in his body was still there.
But there was a significant increase. If this continued, he felt that he might not be able to successfully split the wooden stakes evenly, but it was very likely that his cultivation would break through first.
In this way, he became more motivated, drew his sword faster and faster, and struck more and more accurately...
The energy of the two crystals was finally exhausted. After six hours, the exhausted Yang Ningfeng came out of the Blood Tiger Space and glanced at the window. It had completely entered the night.
"Now I have no time to distinguish between day and night! It's better not to work too hard, haste makes waste, sleep is better."
Yang Ningfeng glanced at the window. It was pitch dark outside and it was already late at night.
I stood up, climbed into bed, and fell asleep quickly.
The next day, when the sun was high and the sun was shining on his face, Yang Ningfeng woke up!
"It's a new day."
When he woke up, he still felt a little sore in his left arm. Yang Ningfeng rubbed it, jumped out of bed, opened the door, and felt a breath of fresh air.
call out!
Suddenly, Xiao Jin jumped onto Yang Ningfeng's shoulder, as if he thought that Yang Ningfeng was going out and he wanted to follow him.
"Do you want to go out and play?" Yang Ningfeng's heart moved, and she thought about whether it was really time to take Xiao Jin around the city to give him more experience. So he asked.
Xiao Jin nodded repeatedly, looking extremely cute.
"Okay, you wait for me in the room, I'll take you to the city to play after washing your face." Yang Ningfeng smiled and patted Xiao Jin's head with his hand and said.
But Xiao Jin refused to jump down.
"You want to wash your face too? Haha, okay, let's go together." Yang Ningfeng saw this and walked out of the room with a smile.
When washing his face, Xiao Jin found it very funny and kept pouring water on his head. He also grabbed Yang Ningfeng's towel to wipe his face and body, which made Yang Ningfeng laugh.
Yang Ningfeng smiled so happily for the first time since Yun Luo left.
I just finished washing my face, hung up the towel, and walked out.
But when he just walked into the courtyard, he only saw two people walking in outside the courtyard door.
Seeing these two people, Yang Ningfeng was startled, because one of them turned out to be Tang Gang from the City Lord's Mansion, and he was surprised by his arrival. The other one was Yang Wenxiong.
"Ningfeng."
When Yang Wenxiong saw Yang Ningfeng, he shouted first and then said: "This is Tang Gangtang, the chief guard of the City Lord's Mansion."
"We've met."
Yang Ningfeng smiled and said. Then his eyes fell on Tang Gang's face. He first cupped his fists and cupped his hands, and asked with a smile: "I don't know why Guard Chief Tang came to see me?"
"I don't come to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. I'm here to convey a message. Our city lord wants to invite Chief Yang to the city lord's mansion to talk about something. I hope the young chief will not refuse." Tang Gang returned the greeting and said. His mood was a bit complicated.
, at such a young age, he is actually a medicine master, it is not easy!
"Invite me to the City Lord's Mansion?" Yang Ningfeng was shocked when he heard Tang Gang's words.
"Yes." Tang Gang nodded.
"Did your city lord tell you what happened?" Yang Ningfeng thought for a while and was very puzzled.
"The city lord has not told me, but the young clan leader will naturally know when he arrives." Tang Gang said calmly.
Yang Ningfeng looked at Yang Wenxiong, but she saw Yang Wenxiong shaking his head slightly to show that he didn't know what was going on.
"good!"
Yang Ningfeng pondered for a moment, nodded and said.
Although Tang Gubei did not explain what Tang Gang said about asking him to come over, Yang Ningfeng felt that it would not be a bad thing, so he calmly thought about Tang Gubei's attitude towards him and the fact that he had saved Tang Xirong.
Yes.
Moreover, when Tang Gubei invited him, it was hard for him to refuse.