Zhang Yan has been practicing the bloody rain until the sky is bright.
After two full hours, he felt that at least half of the blood in his body had been consumed by this sword technique.
What kind of martial arts and swordsmanship is this? It is clearly an extremely evil evil method.
As long as he dances with the sword, he will bleed from all his orifices.
The blood that flowed out did not drop to the ground, but was evaporated in the sword energy and turned into a fierce attack.
What is easy to use is easy to use, and what is easy to learn is easy to learn.
It's life-threatening.
If others were to see him practicing with his sword, bleeding from all his orifices, they would probably be shocked.
Anyway, Zhang Yan was dragged back by Liu Wushuang.
He didn't even have the energy to wipe off Liu Wushuang's oil.
Fortunately, his strength has reached the peak of F9 level, and his resilience is far beyond what ordinary people can match.
In addition, Liu Wushuang cooked personally and bought pork liver to make blood porridge for him.
Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, Zhang Yan felt much better after eating it.
"Let's rest for a few days."
Liu Wushuang saw that Zhang Yan was already turning into a mummy, and even the flesh on his face collapsed.
Some heartache.
"No.
I'll continue practicing tomorrow morning. "
Zhang Yan refused.
Liu Wushuang endured it and continued to persuade without speaking.
Zhang Yan thought: "We can't go on like this. This is the first move of the Blood Beng Sword, and it has already taken away half of my life.
If I learn the next few tricks, I will be able to hold on until there is trouble. "
Zhang Yan focused on the bloodthirsty dagger.
If others practice the Xue Beng Sword, they will be useless for several days after practicing it for one day.
But he is different, he has the bloodthirsty dagger as a healing soul.
The blood lost in the body can also be restored using the bloodthirsty dagger.
Maybe I was born to practice the Blood Collapse Sword.
Zhang Yan braced himself and looked at Liu Wushuang: "Wushuang, can I ask you something?"
Liu Wushuang's big black and white eyes looked over.
Although there was no answer, he had already agreed.
“Go to the mountains at night and help me hunt some small animals, don’t kill them.
It will be of great use when I practice sword practice tomorrow. "
"knew."
Liu Wushuang didn't ask any more questions.
Although Zhang Yan knew that his request was an unkind one.
For three years, Liu Wushuang hardly went out during the day in order not to reveal his identity, and he would not use martial arts at will.
In order not to be discovered by the enemy.
But Liu Wushuang agreed without hesitation.
"What a good girl."
Looking at her leaving figure, Zhang Yan was very moved.
Liu Wushuang came back in the evening and hunted back a large number of small animals.
These little animals were indeed killed as Zhang Yan ordered, they were just knocked unconscious.
The next day, Yin Shi.
The two of them arrived at their usual place outside the city.
Zhang Yan still practiced the first move of Xue Beng Sword, and blood rained everywhere.
After just a few practices, the blood on his body steamed out, turning into a blood rainbow sword light under the moonlight.
He suddenly felt strenuous and could barely stand up.
Liu Wushuang reached out her hand worriedly and held his waist: "Take a rest?"
"No.
It's just right now. "
Zhang Yan laughed loudly, drew out the bloodthirsty dagger, and stabbed a rabbit prepared by Liu Wushuang.
The bloodthirsty dagger suddenly turned blood red.
After a large amount of blood was absorbed by it, it was replenished into Zhang Yan's body.
Zhang Yan felt refreshed and killed several rabbits in a row, and the blood consumed yesterday was replenished.
"Come again!"
Zhang Yan held the wooden sword and practiced moves with Liu Wushuang.
"What kind of dagger is this? It can actually suck blood."
Liu Wushuang was a little surprised.
Zhang Yan is clearly a scholar from an ordinary small town, but he has a lot of mysterious things about him.
However, Liu Wushuang was a little happy at the same time.
As long as Zhang Yan has this dagger that can replenish blood, then the Blood Collapse Sword Technique is really the most suitable for him.
It can even make up for the biggest natural flaw in this swordsmanship.
That is blood loss.
The person who created this sword technique probably never imagined that Zhang Yan could solve the fatal flaw of the sword technique in this way.
After this practice, it’s morning again.
For ten consecutive days, Zhang Yan finally mastered the first move of the Blood Beng Sword.
At the moment when he reached the level of blood rain, he was pleasantly surprised to feel that the F9 level that had been bothering him and holding him back was finally loosened.
At the moment when he successfully used Blood Rain, he also successfully broke through the F9 peak, and his strength reached the E1 level.
Zhang Yan happily took out the book and checked it out immediately.
He saw an astonishing change in his own attributes.
[Zhang Yan:
Level: E1
Creativity: 3800
Contract object: Liaozhai World.
Soul-residing objects: Millennium Tree Demon Sword, Golden Snake Sword Bag, Bloodthirsty Dagger, Medieval Pistol, Hanging Rope, Eight-point Light Wheel, Interstellar Relic·Organ Box.
Accompanying monsters: Nie Xiaoqian (E1) Liu Mengyao (F1)
Martial Arts: The first move of the Blood Collapsing Sword, blood rains everywhere.
Title: Family Killer. 】
Zhang Yan was so happy.
Now, he has broken through to E1 level and has the power of six people.
The soul-carrying objects and martial arts can be considered small achievements.
Especially this Blood Collapse Sword is extremely powerful.
As long as you are willing to use blood, there is basically no upper limit to the power.
Pair it with the Bloodthirsty Dagger and bring a few blood bags. As long as it is below E3, Zhang Yan will not be weak.
But twenty-three days was indeed too short. Zhang Yan estimated that it would be impossible to learn all nine moves of Full Blood Collapse Sword.
It would be great to be able to learn two more moves.
As for Liu Wushuang, a girl like ice and snow, seeing Zhang Yan suddenly happy, she was also silently happy in her heart.
Zhang Yan is very diligent.
Even more diligent than her.
Even the first move of the Blood Collapse Sword, according to Liu Wushuang, should take more than twenty days to practice.
Just learning the first move can greatly improve Zhang Yan's ability to save himself when encountering danger.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan was even more cruel to him.
After practicing hard, I actually learned it within ten days.
Even with that weird dagger, it's not easy.
The dagger could replenish Zhang Yan's blood, but it could not replenish his spirit or fatigue. It could not even suppress the pain that penetrated Zhang Yan's soul.
Using the Blood Beng Sword will not only consume blood, but will also cause severe pain due to the boiling of the blood.
No one knows this better than Liu Wushuang.
She felt the pain when Zhang Yan practiced swordplay.
Every time I see Zhang Yan getting up from the ground when he is almost unable to hold on any longer.
Her frosty heart was melting.
She was heartbroken for him.
What has the man in front of me experienced?
Why is that fierceness stronger than that of her who experienced the murder of her family and the destruction of her family?
"Just take a day off tomorrow and I'll teach you the second move."
Liu Wushuang ordered.
Zhang Yan nodded.
He really needs to rest. If he doesn't rest, his spirit may collapse.
After a day of repairs, before dawn the next day, Liu Wushuang took Zhang Yan to his old place outside the city again.
This time is different.
She actually took off her sword and threw it to Zhang Yan.
He took out a chopstick and held it in his hand.
The girl said calmly: "Today we will fight. You attack and I defend."
Zhang Yan looked at the sharp sword in his hand, and then at the bamboo chopsticks in Liu Wushuang's hand.
He smiled and said, "I'm afraid of hurting you."
"You alone can't hurt me."
Liu Wushuang said disdainfully.
"Then how do we calculate victory or defeat?"
Zhang Yan asked.
"Cut my bamboo chopsticks, or knock off my bamboo chopsticks.
Even if you win. "
Liu Wushuang said.
"Then if you lose..."
"I won't lose."
"Then what if you lose?"
Zhang Yan asked reluctantly.
Liu Wushuang said calmly: "If you win, you can do anything to me.
"Really, that kind of thing is okay?"
Zhang Yan's eyes immediately filled with anger. After that incident, Liu Wushuang was not allowed to touch her.
"Can."
Liu Wushuang's eyelids twitched, why did this man always think about such dirty things.
The words just fell.
The next second, Zhang Yan had already drawn his sword and stabbed Liu Wushuang.
