Chapter 277: Thirteen Ghosts
Fang Yue punched and punched.
It's always slow. It looked like a tortoise crawling, and it looked like a snail came home.
But his boxing shadows give people a feeling of time missing, obviously slow to the extreme, but in a breath, there are hundreds of boxing shadows superimposed!
Fang Yue continues to experience this extraordinary speed and slowness.
The Taoism in his dantian is really changing drastically. A new law is injected, although it is slender, but tough, it is at the same level as the space heaven, the life heaven, the death heaven, and the soul heaven!
"It seems slow but fast! Isn't this a punch that I took ten years to comprehend? He's only getting started now, and he's getting started! It's really incredible!"
The female player's frowning brows slowly stretched, her chest rose and fell, and her breathing became rapid. Originally, she gave this exercise to Fang Yue, just hoping that he could lay a good foundation for cultivation. At least on the killer's road, you can go far and not be restricted by the exercises. As for achievements and comprehension, even if there is, it will be a year and a half later. This is not the female will look down upon
Fang Yue's talent is that this technique is too profound and obscure!
There are too many ancient methods involved, and 3,600 kinds of secret arts are needed to master them in order to be truly successful.
And some of these secret techniques are still recorded in the classics of the Shadow War Department, some have been lost, dispersed among the people, or completely perished in the endless river of history.
There is no secret technique, the thirteen forms of ghosts, even the original version, it is only a slightly more profound technique, it is difficult to display any powerful combat power!
But the female player didn't expect that Fang Yue's path would be a different path. He was inspired by the Tongtian Pagoda, and any method was derived from Taoism.
The moves are only the appearance and Tao, which is the source!
Returning to the origin, even the most ordinary moves can turn corruption into magic, and display infinite power, which is difficult to measure!
"Ghost thirteen styles, ghostly spirit!"
Fang Yue stood between the sky and the earth, his eyes opened, his eyes blue, and in his cold eyes, there seemed to be a wildfire jumping. Dancing!
At this moment, Fang Yue's body became virtual, as if he became a ghost, walking between heaven and earth, harvesting all vitality and soul!
Fang Yue did not deal with the ghosts less, he was even more of a ghost in the world. There are many dignified ghosts who practice many secret techniques with ghosts. Comprehending the ghost gate, couldn't be easier!
Before, the shadow of the boxing that contained time and heaven was just Sanshou. Only this ghostly beginning is the first of the 13 real ghosts!
Ghostly spirit, vast!
A hundred meters around Fang Yue's body, he was covered by ghost auras. Any living person stepped into it, and the flesh and blood of his body would be cut with a knife!
If you stand in it for a long time, you may be eroded by ghost energy and become a pile of bones.
Fang Yue shuttled freely in the spirit of ghosts, coming and going silently, like a ghost descending on the world, the speed is so fast that no one can catch his figure! "The evolution of the move, the gods and ghosts are reckless! This is the essence of the first type of the thirteen forms of ghosts. Back then, I understood the essence of this move for ten years and killed a hundred times! This Fang Yue suddenly realized, What kind of genius, what kind of savvy is it? Could it be that all my years ago, I lived as a dog
Are you up? "
The female player beat her chest and her feet, with an annoyed expression.
Watching Fang Yue perform martial arts is really shocking!
The old man smiled bitterly: "Do you think you are the only one who feels this way? How old he is, he has already become a master of formation. That was the achievement I barely achieved when I was 120 years old. I was in front of him, I can only feel ashamed!"
The old man and the female player sighed. Fang Yue finished the first practice of the thirteen forms of ghosts and gods, and suddenly stopped his hands and feet, frowned and sighed, "This thirteen forms of ghosts is really unpredictable. The first form is so ghostly and unpredictable for me. Comprehend all the essence of it! If Xiaocheng is a ghost, I will act fast in this ghost.
The degree can be increased by at least ten times! But now, I can only improve by 50%. It seems that I am still a long way from real epiphany! "
Fang Yue's light sigh. Let the women petrify.
She almost scolded her mother, what kind of thoughts were all this. Back then, she realized that the ghostly spirit was overwhelming, and in the ghostly spirit, the speed bonus was only less than 30%. At that time, she was already ecstatic, happy that she had not eaten for three days and three nights. And this guy, after just a few breaths, realized the ghostly spirit, and also has a 50% speed increase.
to make. This is still frowning and dissatisfied.
Is it possible that he is going to shake the sky?
The female player couldn't help but wanted to stand up and scold Fang Yue.
The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant. This greed is a taboo for practitioners!
But the soles of her feet turned up, not yet down.
Just seeing Fang Yue's body, the ghostly change. It's more full-bodied in a blink of an eye.
His figure shook again, and the speed blessing had reached 60%!
The female player's mouth opened wide, showing an O shape, as if even an egg could be inserted.
Fang Yue's savvy made her want to find a place to sew in!
This is horrible.
Just a blink of an eye, and progress! You know, the ghost is so terrible, once you get started, you need to make endless efforts and sweat!
Is this the difference between genius and mortal?
God! Did you give me such a disciple to blow my faith?
In the female player's heart, countless thoughts were rolling and surging.
But Fang Yue, the initiator, didn't seem to have any feelings about it.
He has always been a wild way, no fellow, no master, and no reference object around him.
Where do I know whether my practice speed is fast or slow!
He only knows that everything needs to be perfect.
Only in this way can he be stronger!
Seeing Fang Yue's serious look, the female player no longer admired her, but gritted her teeth. As a woman, her emotions came so suddenly.
"This kid must be deliberate! Deliberately show off his talent! No, I have to educate him well and let him know the hardships of some killers and the hardships of growing up!"
Yin Miao'er suddenly walked out, taking a ten-foot step, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Fang Yue's. "Ahem, I watched your drill, and I can barely make it! But blindly performing martial arts is of no value, and you need real combat to hone yourself! Therefore, I decided to take you to the demons’ barracks to experience it! As a killer, with no blood on his hands, how can he match this great job?
What about the industry title? "
Yin Miao'er spoke.
Fang Yue agreed.
He practiced the secret techniques, all in practice. So he nodded meticulously. Seriously said: "Everything listens to the teacher's instructions!"
Fang Yue's serious, pious expression. A small sense of guilt rose in Yin Miao'er's heart.
But soon, seeing the ghost spirit lingering around Fang Yue's body, the guilt in her heart disappeared immediately.
"Be sure to temper this kid well, let him concentrate, don't think that you can show off if you have a little talent! I do it for his good!"
Yin Miao'er convinced herself.
She took Fang Yue out of the camp of the Eternal Legion in a big fashion step.
The old man with white beard and hair also followed Yin Miao'er. His steps seemed unpleasant, but every time he lifted his foot, every time he landed, there would be a large area of land passing under his feet.
If there is a leader-level figure present, you will definitely recognize that the oldest method in this avenue of soil is shrinking the ground!
Many people who understand the Dao of Earth can use it, but there are not many people who can use the old man's calmness!
The old man's feet passed by, and thousands of pieces of land disappeared from his feet.
In a blink of an eye, Yin Miao'er teleported Fang Yue to a place where the birds did not shit.
This is a desert, the sky full of yellow sand is totally inconsistent with the stretch of mountains on the border between the Eternal Legion and the Demon Race, where the green clothes are overgrown!
"What is this place?"
Fang Yue looked around, feeling that there was no vitality. Thousands of miles of yellow sand, accompanied by the sandstorm, swept across the sky and fell on the body one by one, like countless little bullets snapping down, causing Fang Yue's body to rise! Yin Miao'er said solemnly: "There are eighteen demon barracks nearby, and each of them is stocked with important materials of the demon clan! But the periphery of the barracks is guarded by layers of demon clan soldiers. What I want from you, It’s the ten demon officers at the highest level in each of these eighteen military camps
All beheaded!
This involves a lot of calculations. Among them, the detection of the opponent's strength, the analysis of the severity of the barracks, and the order of decapitation. One person dies, the others will be vigilant, and the difficulty of assassination will be greatly increased! "
Yin Miaoer teaches by example. Started to instruct Fang Yue some basic common sense about killers.
Fang Yue hadn't calmed down ever since he heard that there was a stockpile of important materials.
The killer, practice or something, was all left behind by him.
Fang Yue's eyes were gleaming, green, like weasels trying to steal a chicken!
Robbery or something, that's his old line!
In the depths of Fang Yue's heart, the heart of the bandit who had just quieted down was awakened.
Jump up again!
"Ah! The stock is heavy, I'm here!"
Fang Yue spread his arms, howled, and ran toward the depths of the desert!
Yin Miao'er's face was dark, it seems that this guy didn't listen to everything she explained!
"Killer, hide your whereabouts! You can't do this!"
Yin Miao'er was still reminding, but Fang Yue walked away, and there was a whistling wind in his ears, nowhere could I hear Yin Miao'er's reminder!
"Problem boy!"
The old man slowly walked out from behind Yin Miao'er, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he looked like Maitreya.
Yin Miao'er covered her face. She didn't know why everything had developed to this point.
Is this the elite of the Shadow War Department she cultivated?
How do you feel so rude, like the rude bottom warriors!
It turns out. Fang Yue's voice is very effective.
The desert is full of sentinels of the demons! Fang Yue's voice immediately aroused their alarm.
But Fang Yue revealed his cultivation realm, which was too deceptive!
A Demon soldier on the seventh step of the Innate Realm came on horseback. He wanted to stop this Human Race who didn't know how to break into their Demon Race's important land! In his eyes, he wanted to kill an innate fifth-layer human race with ease, as simple as lifting his foot to kill an ant!
The whip of the demon sentry was raised. In mid-air, a black afterimage was left, and immediately, it was hitting Fang Yue's back heavily!
The strength in this riding whip is so great that it falls on an ordinary person. It must be a whip in two halves. Even the bones will be shredded by life.
But when it fell on Fang Yue's body, it didn't even scratch a piece of skin! "Damn, there is something weird about this human race!"
