I am a shooter

Dense wind blades move in space, and the big knife teacher transmits the sword intent...

The snow covered the ground, and we walked along without a word;

The atmosphere was a little depressing, and coupled with the weather here, Xueyin didn't dare to speak these days.

Because nothing was found in those two places, except for killing a few bears, nothing else was seen.

After enduring for a long time, Xue Yin finally asked, "Ning Shu, now that these places have been explored, can I leave?"

Ning Shu glanced at him and said slowly, "Are you ready to go out?"

When Xue Yin heard this, his mind raced. He knew what Ning Shu was asking, and it was a test for him.

If he went out now, it would definitely arouse Ning Shu's suspicion. At present, no one knows what has happened in the holy land outside, except for the Eastern Holy Land.

With a long sigh, Xueyin replied: "Forget it, I won't go out for the time being. Anyway, time is faster in here than outside, so I won't waste too much time."

He also wanted to see how far Ning Shu could go.

"I will leave when you have finished what you want to do."

In the outside world, the Eastern Holy Land did not take the death of Ba Tan and these disciples seriously at all. They just thought that they died in a conflict with people from other forces.

After all, they are just ordinary disciples of the Holy Land.

Ning Shu smiled. She was very satisfied with Xue Yin's answer: "Okay, then you wait for me in the nearby town."

After the two separated, Ning Shu brought Shi Wu to Luoshenyuan in Hanxue Country;

This is still a huge canyon. Despite the experience from last time and Shiwu's company, the soul pressure is still very great and the two of them landed at a very fast speed.

There was only one hole at the bottom of the valley, with the words "Falling God Abyss" written on it. Without thinking too much, Ning Shu and the others stepped in;

She wanted to absorb the remaining soul power of Fu'an so that she could improve herself quickly.

When she stepped into the cave, the entrance disappeared and the inside began to split, one left and one right, and a strong wind blew inside the cave.

Shiwu: "Ning Shu, I feel like this place definitely requires more than just Yuexian's strength to set up. The pressure is too great."

Ning Shu: "So I want to ask him again!"

Facing the strong wind, the two first entered the passage on the left. The further they went, the stronger the wind became.

After walking for a while, the strong wind had turned into wind blades, falling densely on the cave walls and the ground.

Seeing this, Ning Shu summoned the Dragon Fang and moved his hands quickly, breaking the wind blades as he walked.

Dang, Dang, Dang...

As they went deeper and deeper, the wind blades became more and more dense, and gradually, the movements of Ning Shu's hands began to show afterimages;

The force of the wind blade is getting stronger and stronger.

The domain was opened, and the wind blade was suppressed by the domain, and it suddenly felt a lot easier.

The passage seemed very long, and the pressure of the field was also very great. With the mental power covering it, several long swords in the mental space flew out;

At this moment, Ning Shu felt strange in his heart. How could such a powerful wind blade be produced here?

The passage seemed to have no end, and the wind blades became more and more numerous, denser and stronger.

Shiwu: "Ningshu, should we retreat? There are more and more wind blades here."

For a mouse, so many wind blades were already too much to bear. Although they were not enough to break its defense, such intensive attacks were like sand and dust hitting its body, making it difficult for it to move.

Ning Shu: "Shiwu, you step back first, I'll go forward."

Ning Shu felt as if there was something waiting for her ahead. She couldn't give up yet and had to reach the deepest point.

Shiwu thought about it and stepped out: "Then I'll wait for you at the exit."

At this moment, Ning Shu has already given it his all, using his spiritual long sword and soul long sword at his side to continuously resist.

The dragon tooth in his hand was waving continuously, and the blade could no longer be seen, only the residual shadow of the arm.

After moving like this for a while, the wind blade was still getting stronger. Ning Shu's body was already exhausted, so she activated her spatial ability.

A silver light enveloped the whole body and a thought flashed.

The whole person teleported forward ten meters while maintaining defense.

When his body appeared, he was pushed back five meters by the sudden attack.

There is a play!

Ning Shu felt that this was faster, so he continued to use his energy to move forward.

In the end, he paid the price of continuous wounds on his body and finally reached the deepest point.

This place is not the statue of the man before, but another man;

Holding a big knife, staring at the front, and those wind blades actually came from his momentum, which was amazing.

Without thinking too much, Ning Shu reached out and touched the statue;

The soul was pulled into a square, a very empty square.

A man with short hair and a big knife, holding a big knife in his hand and closing his eyes, as if he had turned into the knife.

After a moment, the man said, "After watching for so long, have you tried a few moves?"

Ning Shu smiled: "Okay."

After saying that, the dragon fang appeared in his hand, and the two were about to fight.

When the two swords touched, Ning Shu felt the opponent's great strength. With every move, her sword retreated an inch.

After another move, Ning Shu flew backwards. After he stabilized himself, he asked, "Senior, your swordsmanship is amazing."

Man: "Young man, not bad, come again."

The two men fought again;

The momentum of the broadsword single-swinging is matched with the defense of the left-lifting broadsword, and the momentum of the waist-cutting broadsword is matched with the defense of the right knee-fixing broadsword...

The two men fought back and forth, communicating with knives.

Each of the man's moves seemed to be deliberately guiding, just like asking questions and answering them, allowing Ning Shu to answer them continuously.

Ning Shu seemed to have met a good teacher and understood the use of the knife through these basics.

Every move this man used was basic swordsmanship, there were no special moves, but every move was so perfect, as if there was no flaw at all.

Ning Shu: "Senior, how did you manage to practice each of these basic moves to such an extent?"

Man: "Practice makes perfect."

Ning Shu felt guilty. He really hadn't practiced sword skills well enough to master the basics. It seemed that he had to be more diligent in the future.

However, she still had some questions in her mind, so she asked again: "Senior, why do we need to practice these basics? Don't powerful swordsmen have powerful moves?"

The man laughed: "Youngster, don't be fooled by appearances. A tall building is built from the ground. Your so-called moves are just the roof. Without a foundation, you can't build a roof. Everything requires solid efforts."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ning Shu suddenly felt as if something had dawned on him.

Suddenly I remembered the scene of daily practice on the Blue Star, one arrow after another, over and over again. Only by practicing non-stop can I get closer and closer to the center of the bull's eye.

At this moment of distraction, Ning Shu was knocked away by the big knife. The man's momentum changed and he swung the knife lightly.

At this moment, Ning Shu's soul trembled, as if the man's casual knife could split her soul.

Let her stand there in a daze.

After a moment, Ning Shu did not feel the attack, and the short-haired man opposite had put away his knife.

Ning Shu: "Senior, what was that knife just now?"

Man: “Did you get anything?”

Ning Shu: "Little by little, I felt my soul was frozen, as if it would be split apart in the next second."

Man: “Learn it slowly.”