Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

"Senior Sword Saint, how should we train?"

In the warehouse, Baili Pangpang and his group sat on small stools with their backs straight.

Just as Baili Pangpang asked this question, he saw Zhou Ping take out a stack of books from the suitcase and put them on the ground.

"Heavenly Slaying the Dragon"

"Deer and Ding Ji"

"Dragon Babu"

The Third Master's Sword

……

There are more than a dozen books in total, basically all of them are martial arts novels, except...

The last two.

"Zhen Huan Biography"

The Domineering Swordsman Falls in Love with Me

Everyone stared at the two books in silence.

As everyone's eyes blurred, the two books suddenly disappeared.

Turning to look at Zhou Ping, he found that there was no change on his face, he still looked serious and solemn.

Well, if you ignore the red ears of the Sword Saint.

I don’t know who recommended the last book to the Sword Saint, but the style seems wrong.

"these are?"

"As for the textbook, your morning training will focus on reading it and immersing yourself in it. This way, you will be able to learn a lot of martial arts from it."

"Ah, but aren't those tricks just from novels? How could they be possible in real life?"

Baili Pangpang scratched his head in confusion.

“Yes, because that’s how I learned it.”

Zhou Ping affirmed.

Everyone looked at each other and realized that Zhou Ping didn't seem to be joking.

Lin Xuan walked forward, picked up a copy of "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" from the collection, sat on a mat and began to read.

Seeing this, everyone came forward, picked out a book and started reading.

Following Zhou Ping's request, Lin Xuan tried to immerse himself in the book.

After a long time, he put down the book and sighed deeply.

Although he is not as innocent as Liuli and cannot learn sword moves from it, the benefits of reading are more than that.

The book is a magnificent world in itself, and the love, hatred and vengeance of the heroes in the martial arts world always make people yearn for it.

He didn't need to think about anything else, just focus on reading. He even forgot how long it had been since he had relaxed like this.

Lin Xuan looked around and found that everyone was still concentrating on reading. Their expressions were either sad or excited, but the most obvious expression was from the Sword Master.

Tears streamed down his cheeks, and silent sadness spread around him.

Lin Xuan remained silent, lowered his head and continued reading without saying a word.

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At noon, Lin Xuan rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

It's funny, among so many people, only he, Lin Qiye and Zhage can cook.

Pangpang only knows how to grill meat, but Anqingyu is good at processing ingredients.

Soon, the table was filled with various foods, and Zhou Ping frowned slightly.

"Isn't this too much?"

"will not."

Baili Pangpang shook his head and looked at Lin Xuan who was sitting on the right.

“It’s not even enough.”

Zhou Ping was a little confused, and it was not until he actually started eating that he understood what the other party meant.

Lin Xuan's eating manners were not rude, but he ate very quickly. Before he could even react, most of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of him were gone.

As Lin Xuan chased after them, the rest of the people also sped up their eating.

Zhou Ping:......

After dinner, Zhou Ping silently washed the dishes and came to the open space.

"Afternoon training begins now."

Zhou Ping took out a pair of chopsticks from his pocket.

"Sword Saint Senior, are we going to use chopsticks for our afternoon training?"

"No, this is actual combat training. You come one by one. This way, I can also get familiar with your attack rhythm."

Zhou Ping explained,

"Because I'm too strong. If I use a sword, you might not be able to handle it. So, chopsticks will do."

This sentence sounds very much like Versailles, but when it comes from Zhou Ping's mouth, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Which of you comes first?"

Lin Xuan took a step forward and said, "Let me do it."

Everyone retreated silently, and Baili Pangpang took out popcorn from his free space and handed it to everyone.

Lin Qiye silently took out his cell phone from his pocket and pointed the camera at Lin Xuan.

He wanted to see if he could capture Lin Xuan's dark history.

Lin Xuan:......

Lin Xuan's expression became serious, black scales covered his entire body, and a red-gold light burned in his pupils.

He drew out an ice-blue long sword from the void, and the time around him seemed to stop in his eyes. Lin Xuan disappeared directly in front of Zhou Ping, and only a faint gray mist was left.

Behind Zhou Ping, an ice-blue blade light suddenly appeared, and at this moment, in the realm of zero time, Lin Xuan clearly saw Zhou Ping move.

He was clearly driving at zero time, but Zhou Ping's speed still made him unable to react.

With a slight flick of the chopsticks in his hand, the ice-blue blade shifted slightly and passed by Zhou Ping's cheek narrowly, not even touching his hair.

Lin Xuan changed his offensive momentum. Taking advantage of the momentum of the forward lunge, a blood-red sword appeared out of thin air in his hand and stabbed forward.

Zhou Ping changed his pace, jumped back lightly, and dodged again.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan swung the blood-red sword in his hand, and a blood-red sword light appeared out of thin air, slashing towards Zhou Ping's chest.

Faced with the sudden situation, Zhou Ping's expression remained unchanged, and the sword energy on the chopsticks instantly extended out, shattering the blood light.

Zhou Ping became serious. He leaned forward slightly, pointing the tip of the chopsticks in his hand at Lin Xuan, ready to strike.

Six Meridians Divine Sword!

The moment Zhou Ping drew his sword, Lin Xuan looked up and their eyes met.

Zhou Ping felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell, surrounded by wailing people. He blinked and then returned to normal.

This made Lin Xuan frown.

His Senluo Hell was actually broken directly by Zhou Ping, and he didn't feel that Zhou Ping used any sword moves. He really just opened and closed his eyes, and the Senluo Hell was broken.

Should I say that Liuli's pure heart is truly worthy of being unaffected by the Senluo Hell...

Lin Xuan was thinking in his mind, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

The powerful invisible sword energy was as fast as wind and thunder, and like a terrifying beast. It arrived in front of Lin Xuan in half a breath.

Facing Zhou Ping's sword, he felt as if there was no way to dodge, and his hair stood on end.

Countless tiny wind blades appeared in front of Lin Xuan, and at the same time, a black sun appeared behind him, and a terrifying suction force came over him.

The sword energy easily broke through the wind blade barrier, and the dark red corona of the black sun emitted a terrifying high temperature, and a huge pressure came over.

He pushed the Black Sun to its limit and was able to barely block the sword energy.

At this time, Lin Xuan was holding a golden long sword in his hand.

[Jealousy], one of the seven deadly sins, can replicate the enemy's abilities.

Lin Xuan held a long sword in his hand and made the same starting move as Zhou Ping, with the sword energy condensing at the tip.

When Zhou Ping saw this scene, his eyes instantly became bright, and even his originally serious face showed a hint of excitement.

He held the chopsticks with both hands, more serious than ever before.

Dugu Nine Swords, Qi Breaking Style!

Lin Xuan felt as if he had entered a wonderful state. His mental power was like a torrent that had found a sluice gate, and all of it condensed on the tip of the knife, turning into a blade of light.

A flash of cold light appeared first, and then the knife came out like a dragon!