disaster strikes

Chapter 772 Dangerous Rivers and Lakes
After leaving Zhujian Villa, Zhao Qing'er still looked excited.

The outside world is indeed rich and exciting. In just one day, she not only saw dozens of legendary swordsmen who could fly into the sky and escape from the earth, but even several legendary masters of the sword sect appeared in one breath.

This is the world in her mind!

"By the way, Brother Zhang Hu, the young master of Ling Aoxiao Village, finally said that the peerless swordsman of the South China Sea will lead the swordsmen to defeat the Blood Moon Demon. What does it mean? Where is the world of Jin Jing?"

Zhang Hu shook his head when he heard this.

"I only know that the Peerless Sword God founded the Holy Sword Way, but I don't know the rest."

"Oh."

Sensing that Zhao Qing'er was a little disappointed, Zhang Hu continued: "But we are going to Nanyang City now, so we can go all the way south. Then we can go and inquire about it."

"Hurrah!"

The distance from Zhujian Villa to Nanyang City is really not that short.

After the three of them slept in the open for several days, the road was very hot. They saw a teahouse on the roadside and walked in immediately.

"Waiter, give us three bowls of summer-relieving tea,"

"okay!"

The three of them sat down, took off their packages, and sat on the stools to rest for a while.

Zhao Qing'er's face was flushed. She had become a little tired from the excitement of entering the world at the beginning.

If Zhang Hu hadn't been by her side, she might have given up.

But fortunately, after these days of training, practicing swordsmanship with Zhang Hu and Chen Mo every day, and sharing their experiences with each other, she felt that she had gained a lot.

Coupled with Zhang Hu's encouragement, she persisted.

This also allowed her to wash away some of her childishness.

"Brother Zhang Hu, how many days do we have until we can reach Nanyang City?"

Zhang Hu thought for a moment and said: "I heard from my father that the journey from Pingye Town to Nanyang City is about ten days. We are slower on our feet. Plus we are starting from Zhujian Villa, half a month should be enough. Now we We should be halfway through the journey.”

"Oh."

Zhao Qing'er was a little disappointed, she thought it was almost there.

Seeing this, Zhang Hu asked the waiter who was serving herbal tea: "Waiter, how many days are there from here to Nanyang City?"

Hearing this, the waiter immediately responded: "It takes about eight days to get to Nanyang City from here. If you are in a hurry, you can go to Kongshan Sect to take their spiritual bird. It takes about two days to get to Kongshan Sect from here. The Spirit Bird only takes about half a day to arrive, but one ride costs five taels of silver."

"Spirit bird?"

"Five taels of silver!"

When Zhao Qing'er and Zhang Hu heard this, they couldn't help but be speechless.

The waiter smiled and turned around to do other things.

At this time.

The handsome young man drinking tea alone at the table next to him suddenly looked over and said with a smile: "I do know a small road that can reach Nanyang City in three days at most."

When Zhang Hu and Zhao Qing'er heard this, they immediately looked happy.

Zhang Hu raised his hand and bowed: "I am Zhang Hu, may I ask your surname?"

"I'm Wang Feng."

Then the two started talking.

Chen Mo was drinking his own herbal tea and thinking about sword moves.

If he follows the professional system of swordsmen in this world, if he wants to create his own sword moves, it may not be possible in a short time.

After all, he had not practiced swordsmanship for a long time, only less than half a year.

Compared to those swordsmen who have been playing with wooden swords since birth, it is a far cry from them.

He needed to find another way.

If you combine the sword skills of the monk profession and what you have seen and heard in the disaster world, it would be a good choice to create your own sword moves, sword styles, and sword skills.

This is equivalent to allowing him to achieve dual cultivation of physical and mental skills in swordsmanship, or dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

In addition, he is a natural disaster sufferer and a educator. He is best at this kind of method of drawing on each other's strengths and integrating the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought. This is a quite feasible idea.

Chen Mo was thinking like this in his heart. Zhang Hu had already had a pleasant conversation with Wang Feng and was planning to go together.

"Aman, come on, you're not hungry again!"

Zhao Qinger teased Chen Mo.

Chen Mo picked up his sword and followed quickly.

After half an hour.

Wang Feng pointed to the green mountains in the distance and said: "That's Nanlong Mountain. Most people go around this mountain to go to Nanyang, which takes at least three extra days. We can save at least three days by crossing this mountain!" "

Zhao Qing'er heard this and said instinctively: "I heard from my father that there are terrible monsters in those deep mountains. If ordinary swordsmen don't master the sword energy, it will be difficult to even hurt their fur. Is it true?"

Wang Feng looked cautious when he heard this.

"This... I have never seen it in Nanlong Mountain."

So the four of them left the road and walked towards Nanlong Mountain.
The surrounding jungle gradually became dense, and there were flying insects everywhere, which made Zhao Qing'er a little unbearable, and she kept driving away these flying insects.

"Brother Wang Feng, will this be the case in the future?"

Wang Feng said with a smile: "If you bear with it a little longer, you will be fine soon."

After a while.

"Hahahaha!"

Four rough and strong men sprang out from the forest and surrounded the group of four.

Zhang Hu and Zhao Qing'er were startled. They drew their swords and faced each other, but when they heard an "ah" sound, it was Wang Feng who stabbed back and attacked Zhang Hu.

"Wang Feng, you..."

Wang Feng, who avoided the counterattack, showed a smile as if his plot had succeeded.The strong man at the head said proudly: "We can open the business again today. We, the Five Nanlong Monsters, won't embarrass you. This little lady is very pretty, so we took her away. In addition, we handed over all the silver coins and swords that you were carrying." , spare your lives."

When Zhao Qing'er heard this, she noticed the evil smiles shown by the five people looking at her, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Zhang Hu protected her behind him. Regardless of the blood on his lower abdomen, he looked at Wang Feng and said, "I misjudged you. If you want to hurt Qing'er, you have to step over my body, Zhang Hu!"

"Brother Zhang Hu."

Zhao Qing'er's voice was trembling, and her eyes when she looked at Zhang Hu were full of emotion.

She gritted her teeth, showing an expression of resistance to the death.

"Haha, this girl is so hot, I like her!"

"Brother, brother, I'll be second in line soon!"

"Hehe, I don't care. It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

Listening to the undisguised dirty words of the five people, Zhao Qing'er was shaking with anger, which further strengthened her determination to resist to the death.

Zhang Hu took a deep breath, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, in the first lesson of entering the Jianghu, I deeply realized the dangers of the Jianghu.

"on!"

The big man at the head shouted loudly, and the four of them rushed forward together with Wang Feng.

In a life-and-death situation, Zhang Hu dared not hold back, and immediately took the initiative to stop the three of them with the sharpest offensive.

Chen Mo and Zhao Qing'er also came forward one after another, each facing one person.

The swordsman in front of Chen Mo was clearly Wang Feng, who was leading the way.

He was handsome in appearance, but at this moment he was screaming strangely, with a ferocious smile on his face, and kept attacking Chen Mo, as if he wanted to kill Chen Mo.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, wanted to use this to understand his sword moves and verify his thoughts, so he did not activate his sword energy. For a moment, he was at a disadvantage and was forced back by Wang Feng.

Whether it is swordsmanship or physical fitness, Wang Feng is better than Chen Mo at this stage.

Zhang Hu, on the other hand, burst out with amazing potential at this moment.

With one against three, he actually took the lead and won by surprise, seriously injuring one person with his own sword skills.

The three of them were obviously shocked when they saw that Zhang Hu had mastered sword energy and sword skills.

If Zhang Hu hadn't just come out of the martial arts world, and his martial arts foundation and basic skills were really inferior, they might have run away.

Among the five Nanlong monsters, only the square-headed and big-eared boss has mastered sword energy.

From this point of view, the so-called Nanlong Five Monsters are just ordinary thieves.

But even so.

After Zhang Hu's initial surprise victory, he gradually became at a disadvantage.

Chen Mo, who wanted to verify his idea, saw that the two men were not in danger for the time being. He held the snake sword and kept blocking, using Zhang's sword skills to deal with it. However, he was suppressed by Wang Feng at every turn, but he did not panic at all, with a look on his face. Still maintaining the calmness after amnesia.

Noticing that Wang Feng's swordsmanship tended to open and close, Chen Mo suddenly got rid of the sword moves of Zhang's swordsmanship and stabbed Wang Feng in the left hip with a move called "Wandering Dragon Probing the Moon".

Wang Feng groaned and immediately distanced himself.

Chen Mo did not pursue, but looked at the sword in his hand with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

This move was used by a Heishahe sword-wielding natural disaster fighter when he was fighting in the battle area. It seemed to be one of his sword skills. Now that he used it, it had an unexpected effect.

"Practical combat is indeed the fastest way to improve."

Nowadays, according to the profession of swordsman, Chen Mo's swordsmanship has finally got rid of the routine of sword moves, and has reached the level of only remembering its shape but not its meaning.

The next step is to develop the sword style.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

Once he found a method that worked for him, Chen Mo felt like he had an enlightenment and no longer stuck to the number of moves in Zhang's swordsmanship.

The sword in his hand was flipped with his graceful movement, causing Wang Feng's expression a few meters away to change drastically.

The so-called sword style refers to the number of steps.

Sword moves are about the essentials of action, while sword styles are a selection of coherent actions including point, collapse, chop, pick, block, cut, stab, and tease. There is a mutual restraint relationship between different sword styles, which is somewhat similar to rock, paper, scissors, and paper. s Choice.

There are a total of twelve methods of Zhang's swordsmanship, and Chen Mo has not fully mastered them yet.

But at this moment, he actually combined his rich combat experience, recalling the powerful enemies with swordsmanship that he had defeated by relying on his attribute advantages and basic skills. He learned and applied their essentials of movements and combined them flexibly, so that he could only take the best of them. Intentionally, without taking its shape, he took the initiative to attack Wang Feng.

After a few moves, Wang Feng's expression changed drastically.

"Boss, this person is a bit weird!"

It could be heard that his voice was trembling.

puff.

There was another wound on Wang Feng's body.

When Chen Mo saw this, he shook the sword slightly, and the blood stains on the tip of the sword were wiped away, and the hearty smile of when he was eating showed on his lips.

"It seems very simple."

Although the opponent's attributes are higher than Chen Mo's, Chen Mo's basic body skills and basic footwork are difficult for the opponent to match.

"Boss, boss, ah..."

Seeing Chen Mo's sword moves becoming more and more cunning and sharp, as if he had changed into a different person, Wang Feng was horrified, and then he was killed by Chen Mo's swords three times and five times.

The body twitched on the ground.

"Wang Feng!"

The other four people were shocked when they saw this.

Chen Mo seemed to be gradually gaining strength. He felt that he was on the verge of creating his own sword skills, but it was like he was missing a critical value before sneezing and could not release it.

Then Chen Mo looked at the three people in front of Zhang Hu.

(End of this chapter)