After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

Maybe he yawned, but he was still lazy anyway.

"It's because I'm gifted in hammering that you're so indifferent to me. A swordsman shouldn't forget his roots. You were also forged by hammer after hammer, okay?"

“…”

"Okay, okay, you're pretending to be dead, right? Now what?"

hum-

With a sword hum, the Heavenly Sword stood up.

Because Li Mo was holding a hammer in his hand that was sharp and full of murderous aura.

And let Hammer Bao give the magic sword a fierce blow. If it doesn't obey, it will be sent back to the furnace for remaking.

Under the pressure of Hammer Bao, the Sword of God lost its casual attitude and was forced to start up.

“That’s really good…”

Li Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

It's okay to let a magic weapon intimidate another magic weapon, but it can't be the same at the Qianlong Conference, right?

.....

PS: Some viewers said that Li Mo’s swordsmanship is not good and kept adding some more things.

This is not because he has too much martial arts insights and needs to find a place to consume them, but there is indeed a related plot.

There are a lot of foreshadowings for the small failure, which is for the big one later, right in Tianren City. Thank you all for your patience, mua-3-

Early morning hours.

After tempering his divine will, Xiao Li finally accepted the fact that even with the cooperation of the Heavenly Sword, it would be difficult to unleash even one tenth or one twelfth of its power, and he was beaten up again.

He rubbed his brows and woke up from the bed, then walked to the sword range in the house with the Heavenly Sword.

Releasing his soul, the sword rhythm in the magic sword was projected out again.

The weather is condensing.

"Whose sword are you going to learn this time?"

The picture emerged in the hazy vision before my eyes.

In the bustling market with people coming and going, in front of the pork stall, a figure wearing a leather skirt revealed a smooth bronze back.

He used the butcher knife in his hand with sword skills, and the pork tenderloin was instantly divided into six sections, and each section was exactly the same.

At night, the butcher changed into his uniform, put away his butcher knife, took out his dusty iron sword, and walked to a wealthy family.

This is the seat of the governor of a state.

"Does the Governor know that the snow in June this year was caused by you?"

he said loudly.

These words suddenly brought back Li Mo's memories.

More than forty years ago, the governor of Fengzhou colluded with a gang and was eventually killed by a swordsman. Some people said that the swordsman looked exactly like a pork seller on the street.

Naturally, no one paid attention to his words, and the door was opened by a flash of knife light.

The knife's light was fierce, stirring up an endless gale that covered the sky and the earth, blowing three feet to the ground, as if the person being stabbed was placed in a desert sandstorm disaster.

"My sword will wipe out all injustice."

The man held up his long sword. The plain and rusty sword gradually emitted a dazzling light.

The sword was swung out, like a spark that lit up in the dark night. In the strong wind, the wind took the fire and it spread across the prairie in an instant.

The swords clashed, and the ordinary long sword was cut off.

However, before the long knife could chop the pig killer, the broken sword had already pierced its owner's heart.

The swordsman stood there in shock, unable to believe that he had been defeated in just one move. He asked:

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"A pig butcher."

The swordsman knelt on the ground dejectedly, losing his voice.

A pork seller stepped into the governor's doorstep, and hundreds of government soldiers and thousands of city guards were unable to stop him.

Finally, he killed his way to the governor and cut off his head with one sword.

He turned around, holding up his head with his eyes wide open:

"He lied to me. This sword is not fair. It has the same name as mine."

"My sword is a common man's sword. Are you watching carefully?"

This sword rhythm contains a unique mid-grade sword technique, but Li Mo likes it very much.

Well, this has nothing to do with his love of hammers...

Martial arts enlightenment, start!

"The Sword of Breaking Injustice" has achieved minor success.

This time it only took more than ten years of martial arts insights.

"My kendo talent doesn't seem as bad as I thought."

Li Mo was in a good mood and felt a little secretly happy.

The subsequent comprehension of the sword rhythm also went exceptionally smoothly.

He saw snow drifting across the Beifeng City, the army besieging the isolated city, and heroes from all walks of life gathering in the city. The owner of the sword rhyme was a soldier with great talent. He integrated the martial arts of the heroes who died defending the city, and finally achieved great success in sword energy.