Chen Qingyan never discriminates against or divides the extraordinary knowledge. For him, as long as he can use it for himself, all extraordinary knowledge is precious.

And the problem of being proficient and not being able to chew too much will not appear on him. It is like the "Five Eyes Flow" sword technique that Yagyu can only get a master after a hard test, and the Yueming Flow knife technique that is easy to obtain by treating Longyan Transformation, Yagyu will weigh the advantages and disadvantages, and then choose "Five Eyes Flow" without hesitation. If he has the chance, he must all of them.

"Young master, I'm going back." After handling the housework in the yard, Lin Bo resigned to Chen Qingyan.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Chen Qingyan sent Lin Bo out of the hospital.

Since Lin Bo's grandson got sick four days ago, Lin Bo has returned to live at home. Chen Qingyan gave him a sum of silver and planned to give him a while of leave, but Lin Bo refused stubbornly. In the end, Chen Qingyan said a few words with a stern face before agreeing to accept the silver, but he did not agree to the rest.

Chen Qingyan had no choice but to let him rush to the ground.

Bo Lin is his only relative in this life. He is not just awakened by Su Hui. When he is injured and has difficulty moving, he cannot take care of him.

Seeing Uncle Lin disappear under the misty rain, Chen Qingyan returned to the house and continued to practice swords.

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night.

The raindrops hit the roof, gathered along the tiles into a stream, and slid down the ditch from under the eaves.

The small pond next to the vegetable garden was rippling, and the lotus flowers swaying withered in the wind suddenly withered, the water in the pond was surging, and koi were floating on the water with their stomachs.

Before we knew it, shallow fog filled the backyard. Except for some tenacious trees, the rest of the vegetation was rotten and withered.

Chen Qingyan opened his eyes from the meditation and stood up slowly.

"Don't hide when you come."

Chen Qingyan lit up the living room oil lamp and turned around to look at the black shadow on the wooden beam above his head. A cold light shone out from the blade.

"Super Longyan, I won't kill you."

"Longyan is not here with me." Chen Qingyan said lightly.

"Don't lie, he's always here with you."

"So, have you found him?" Chen Qingyan sarcastically.

"No." The other party's hesitant voice came from the crossbar, but he quickly became firm. "The last time you saved him was because it was Yueming Dojo. Now hand over Longyan, otherwise no one could save you."

"Do you have a grudge against Long Yan?" Chen Qingyan inquired.

"No."

"Then why did you kill him again and again?"

"Don't meddle in other people's business."

Chen Qingyan was silent for a moment and suddenly looked at the vegetable garden, "You have to lose money if you ruined my vegetable garden."

"You want money?"

"How much does it take to tell the whereabouts of Longyan?"

"Not much, one thousand official silver."

"court death."

Bang--

Chen Qingyan used a scabbard to block the sudden sniper. From the faint light, he found that a thin steel wire connected to the hilt of the sickle suddenly tightened. He immediately pulled out the long knife and rushed everything.

With a bang, the wire was cut off in time, and the sickle lost control and fell to the ground.

A large amount of blue-gray mist suddenly surged from the crossbar. Chen Qingyan quickly took out a strange mask from under the cabinet and put it on. This was the thing he and Long Yan fiddled with, which could effectively block the poisonous mist.

As soon as I put on the mask, the oil lamp suddenly went out.

The strong wind came from behind, Chen Qingyan retreated quickly, and a similar invasion came from the other side again. This time, before he could dodge, all the blue and gray aerosol mist in the house gathered into three strange men, and together with the previous one, they launched a double-team on him.

"Ha, this is another trick."

Chen Qingyan slashed his sword, and the black living room's sword light flashed, as if the Milky Way was blooming. In an instant, one of the weird men was cut in half.

He let out a painful hum, and then a large amount of blue and gray mist was spit out, turning into the previous monster that was killed.

But this time, the monster turned into a piece of armor and covered it on a dirty figure holding a sickle in his hand.

Then, before Chen Qingyan could take action, the other three monsters holding weapons returned to the cage like smoke, and in a blink of an eye became armed on the sickle man.

"Zha!"

The invisible sound waves swept through, the floor cracked, and the tables and chairs shattered, making them even more powerful than last time.

Chen Qingyan narrowed his eyes and knew that he could not resist with his body this time, but he did not dodge in advance. He had rich combat experience. Since the last time he fought, he has been thinking about how to break this move and has a plan in his mind.

This time, I took out the other knives placed in the living room first and controlled them with exquisite skills.

For a moment, the sound of the sound of the living room echoed violently.

Chen Qingyan gave up his extra knife weapon, cut through the energy locked on him with one blade, and approached the sickle man with extremely concise steps.

This series of processes seems complicated, but in fact, Chen Qingyan had already started before the sickle man roared out the word "Zha". When the roar was made, the blades intertwined and turned into a knife wall and collided violently with the sound wave.

He used the skill of using the sword in the flowing sword, but his moves had nothing to do with Yue Mingliu. He was the trick of dealing with the trick he prepared for the sickle-breaking man, which he called "Sword and Shield".

Can break the sound.

Apart from this, it is useless.

At this moment, since the sound strike was broken, the sword shield had no value anymore. He was not proficient in the volley of swords and could not use multiple swords to fight the enemy, so he simply gave up and broke the formation with one sword.

The sickle man did not expect that the other party would break into him without any damage, and he secretly felt in his heart. He knew that he had encountered a even opponent and did not underestimate him. He held the sickle in both hands and launched a thunder attack under the armed forces of the monster.

Dingling Dang--

The knife hits like dense raindrops, and Mars blooms in the dark, clusters one by one, as if a high-speed rotating cutting machine was sawing and cutting metal.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

The sickle man was shocked and felt that he was facing a predecessor who had integrated his sword skills into his instinct. His strength seemed ordinary, but he knew all the moves and let his attacks storm, he still broke them slowly and easily. He paused and urged and stepped again when he retreated, and he moved and moved, and he was free to advance and retreat, without any flaws on his body.

"Mingjia Steel Sword Flow!"

Mingjia...Steel Sword Flow...Sickman searched for memories and found that he had never heard of this genre. "Sword skill...is not sword skill? I know, it must be a rare skill from the Holy Martial Arts Hall."

"Hahaha, it's just an ordinary sword skill, don't think too much about it."

Chen Qingyan rushed upside down with laughter, his sword skills were integrated, and his invasion was like fire and his momentum was like thunder. With his strong and domineering attack, the arms on the sickle man faintly collapsed.
Chapter completed!