Wei Wen put the long sword back under the bed. This long sword is just a prop and is OK for practicing martial arts, but it is definitely not OK to kill monsters.

Under the bed, there are also spear sticks and other practice props.

The only long sword is a real guy.

That was Wei Wen's sword.

Wei Wen rubbed his wrists, took off the mask from his face, and said in his heart: "Blades and swords are both weapons, and their techniques are the same, but their usage is still somewhat different. The most important thing is that my mentality is not suitable for practicing swords."

It is always a bit awkward for swordsmen to use swordsmanship.

The warrior level warrior thought that Wei Wen's sword skills were perfect, but his realm was not enough, and he could not see the flaws in Wei Wen's sword skills.

If Thunder God and Hong Lai watched Wei Wen's demonstration video, he could see his sword flaws at a glance.

If you use a sword, Wei Wen will definitely transform hardness and softness, light and darkness, and various strengths into a more perfect way.

After all, Wei Wen is a swordsman, and he is a professional.

Wei Wen predicted that his comprehensive ability might be the peak of the God of War.

Beyond the God of War?

As long as you are willing and take some time, Wei Wen can do it.

But Wei Wen did not do that.

Haste means failure.

Wei Wen recovered his memory and had only been a little over two years for formal practice. It may not be a good thing to improve his strength too quickly.

I have no worries about my life now, and time is not so urgent. The road to practice is slower, more stable, and a solid foundation, and always good.

Slowness and diligence are actually not contradictory, nor conflicting. They are a process of accumulating strength and a natural law.

After the will, mind, and transformation, the level of life can be improved. If you become a planetary powerhouse, you will have a lifespan of thousands of years. What is the secret? Wei Wen wants to figure out.

Today's warriors blindly pursue strength.

Even if you break through, you just know the reason, but don’t know the reason.

People who are confused cannot walk far on the road of cultivation.

Bang bang bang bang...

High-frequency footsteps came from the stairs.

Wei Wen smiled: "It's Luo Feng. He came back after he went to do the tutoring. I silently recited the Tao Te Ching twice, and then it was time to go to bed."

Wei Wen's work and rest time is very regular.

Self-discipline and good habits allow Wei Wen to easily enter deep sleep every night, which is similar to Zhang Sanfeng's sleeping skills.

Midnight.

Wei Wen was woken up by the ringtone of his cell phone.

It was another call from Fang Zhuoyue.

Wei Wen answered the phone and said in a cold voice: "Say."

Fang Zhuoyue was anxious and cried in her voice: "Mr. Wang, please save my elder brother. He was surrounded by monsters in the wilderness. The situation was very urgent, and my brother was in danger."

Fang Zhuoyue's brother is a warrior, but his strength is low and he is only at warrior level. She can open Zhuoyue Information Technology Company because of the financial support provided by her brother.

Wei Wen frowned and said, "Send me the specific address location."

Wei Wen could only do his best to save people. If he couldn't get through, there was nothing he could do. He could only blame Fang Zhuoyue's brother for this disaster.

After receiving the positioning, Wei Wen said in his heart: "The distance is not far, it is only more than a hundred miles. With my limit speed, I can get there soon."

Wei Wen put on his night clothes, put on Sun Wukong's mask, picked up his sword, went out through the window, and disappeared into the night.

...

Fang Tong is about forty years old and has two scars on her face.

Their warrior team was surrounded by monsters, and three had already died in the monster's mouth. Now four people are struggling to persevere, waiting for rescue.

Fang Tong's eyes were covered in blood, exhausted, and he roared: "Captain, I can't do it anymore. There are too many monsters, so we can't get out."

The captain's physical strength was also exhausted, but he still encouraged: "Lao Fang, hold on. Think about your sister. What should you do if you die? We have sent the news, and I believe that warriors will come to rescue you soon. Lao Zheng, Lao Guo, Lao Zhao and others are all dead. We must do our best to live."

Thinking of his sister Fang Zhuoyue, Fang Tong's eyes were filled with a bright look. Just now, he had already sent the last message back to his sister.

However, Fang Tong could no longer wave the sword in his hand.

A three-meter-high dog-shaped monster rushed towards Fang Tong, and the fishy smell was disgusting.

Fang Tong closed his eyes and said in his heart: "Sister, goodbye to the next life."

Sudden.

A sword light flashed by.

The monster was chopped in half by a sword.

Fang Tong opened his eyes and did not come to his senses.

I saw a weird man wearing a black night clothes, a cartoon Sun Wukong mask, and constantly wielding his sword.

Every time he swung his sword, he could easily kill a monster.

Clean and neat.

No matter how many monsters besiege him, they cannot get close to the range of three feet. Three feet is exactly the length of the sword.

These low-level monsters, even the Ant and Rat, cannot hurt Wei Wen. Killing these monsters is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

"What are you still standing there? Are you waiting to die?"

Wei Wen's cold voice came.

Fang Tong said, "Thank you for helping me. Captain, let's hide it first."

Hiding it will not affect Wei Wen is the best help to Wei Wen. Once they continue to stay here, they will only help you worsen.

The captain said, "Let's go upstairs."

Fang Tong, the captain, and two warriors ran to the ruined building. They clearly saw Wei Wen's slight statement and killed the monsters extremely efficiently through the moonlight.

The captain said in shock: "Who is this senior? His sword skills and body skills are so exquisite. He came to the wilderness to hunt monsters, but he didn't wear armor, but just ordinary clothes. God of War, Senior is definitely a War God-level powerhouse! Hurry up, take a picture of his senior killing the enemy."

Wei Wen's killing of monsters was completely different from other War God-level powerhouses. He had no momentum, and he was silent when he came out of his sword.

As long as the monster rushed to him, it would be sealed with a sword, and no monster would be surprised.

Sword techniques have become an art in Wei Wen's hands.

The sword light flashed.

The last monster was killed.

Wei Wen wiped the blood on the sword and said intimately: "There are a lot of more than 400 monsters. Even if they are all low-level monsters, they are enough to destroy a team of warriors."

The captain brought Fang Tong and the others over and said respectfully to Wei Wen: "Thank you for your help for your life."

Wei Wen said coldly: "I happened to pass by. You are weak, why don't you go back to the base city at night? Next time, someone may not come to save you in time."

The captain sighed and said, "We want to kill some monsters and make more money. From now on, we will never dare to do it again."

Wei Wen said: "You should do it yourself."

Just as Wei Wen was bowing his head, he disappeared.

They didn't notice how Wei Wen left.

Fang Tong said: "Senior wearing Sun Wukong's mask, why don't he use a stick, but a sword technique?"

The captain said, "Old Fang, senior is just wearing the Sun Wukong mask. He is not Sun Wukong, why don't he use a sword? You are so confused."

Fang Tong touched his head and said, "Yes. I really regard my senior as Sun Wukong."

It’s not that Fang Tong is blamed, it’s just that Sun Wukong’s image is so deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

Fang Tong's communicator rang.

Fang Tong said: "It was my sister's video call."

After connecting the video, Fang Zhuoyue said anxiously: "Brother, are you okay?"

Fang Tong said with lingering fear: "Sister, I'm fine. A senior of War God saved us just now. It's a pity that Lao Zheng and the others did not persist until the senior arrived."

Fang Zhuoyue said: "I knew that Mr. Wang would definitely arrive..."

Fang Tong asked: "Who is Mr. Wang?"

Fang Zhuoyue hurriedly said, "It's nothing, I'm saying the wrong thing. Brother, come back as soon as possible when it's safe. I'll hang up the phone first."

Video phone hangs up.

Fang Tong was a little surprised: "Mr. Wang? Said the wrong thing? Could it be that this senior was invited by his sister?"

The captain said, "Lao Fang, your sister Zhuo Yue is very beautiful, why don't you marry? She is thirty years old."
To be continued...