The Godsfall Chronicles

The cloud hawk was not idle, and relying on his dead-skinned face, he finally succeeded in pulling the old alcoholic over and letting this guy explain his fighting skills and training.

Discuss this knowledge.

Who's better than this old man?

Old drunkards used their means in Fish Town.

At the time, dense numbness bullets hit old drunkards and didn't even shoot through their clothes.

It feels like all the bullets have been removed by an inward and outward force.

Until now, the cloud hawk didn't understand, and it was from that time on that he wanted to learn the means of the old alcoholic. He was just bitter that he never had a chance. How could he let go of such an opportunity now? A cloud hawk is a very shared-minded person, a good thing that not only wants to fight for itself, but you're more than welcome to call everyone else to listen.

Even a few newcomers who are not fully recovered are no exception.

This is an adventure, a great adventure, and a little special attention from the eagle.

The old alcoholic was wrapped in a stern and solid iron wand, and the other hand carried a broken wine gourd. He was walking limp to the center of the base martial arts field. His sparse gray hair was blown by the wind, and the whole person had no strength to get drunk, so he looked impure, like a wind could blow him over.

“What a hassle.” The old drunk muttered a few words, he picked up the gourd and mumbled a few sips, wiped his mouth very casually, "I asked you," Do you know what a warrior is? ”

“Do you have to ask?” Bei Chenxi stood in the middle of the crowd, she could not hide her words and immediately said, “The martial artist is not dependent on foreign objects, but only through evolution and stimulation of potential to gain powerful power! ”

“Hey, North Chen, weird granddaughter, you can't be right.” Old drunk hey smile, “you said warrior, but not a warrior, a warrior can reach the peak, presumably the North Chentian, but after the North Chentian, can there be a second invincible god of war? ”

North Chenxi nodded.

That's the truth.

Her old man was a very good figure.

“The existence of monsters like North Chentian is ultimately a special case encountered in centuries. This cultivation method is not worth learning and imitating, so I think it's just a trail.” Old drunkards rarely get serious once and for all, “Wu must not only tap into potential, but also focus more on ways and techniques, eventually summing up to teach inheritable experiences and routines, generations passed down, Fuzawa descendants, this is Wu, this is the way. ”

Cloud eagle understood.

Old drunkards and old men are warriors of completely different styles.

The old man is an exceptional monster. He made himself into the body of Vajra. He can't burn through fire, the blisters can't rot, the wind can't dry, the thunder can't strike, even if he dies, the body can be immortalized for a hundred years.

Each cell is filled with energy, like an energy reactor, that eventually forms a powerful body, fists out of landslides, cracks on the foot, no fancy, no skill, and he simply takes his biological potential to an unprecedented peak.

Old drunkards are different. Although the hammer is also extremely refined, old drunkards pay great attention to cultivating the Pharman, and more vigorously explore some deep techniques to achieve the magical effect of decay. This is the case with the divine martial arts in the temple. Old drunkards alone create most of the temple's martial arts, and he is therefore called Wusheng.

A strong testimony.

A technically sealed sacrament.

While each has its own length, it is clear that old alcoholics have a better advantage in terms of continuity. Beichentian's power is hard to replicate, but old alcoholics can share and pass on their experiences and skills to others.

Old drunkards began to talk about it carelessly.

After decades of exploration, he discovered that the will of the human body is closely related to the physical body. Only by purely cultivating the highest body, he can only reach the North Chentian realm. But if the will, spirit and body can all peak, then it is possible to reach a new height that none of the previous people have reached.

Old drunkards had a chance.

After all, old drunkards are younger than old man Beichen.

It is just a pity that the dramatic change of six years ago, which ruined all of this, was destined not to exceed North Chentian in his life, which must be said to be a great pity.

“With all this talk, your mouth is almost dry. Do you understand me?” The old drunk has been drunk up, his patience is almost exhausted, and he finally swept everyone's eyes: “Say no more than the actual demonstration, which of you can come out and show off your martial arts? ”

The cloudhawk was going to try it out.

Those three broken armies are also exclusive moves.

Who knows if someone is faster, North Chenxi stood up without thinking: “Let me! ”

Beichenxi held the earth's messenger's sheath in his left hand, closed his eyes, grip his right hand, hold his breath, and converge his thoughts. Everyone could feel that some kind of power flowed through Beichenxi's body, eventually all in his hands.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

The Messenger of the earth came out of his sheath in an instant and returned to his sheath in an instant.

Throughout the process, a semi-circular arc was wielded by an electro-optical stone fire.

This arc shows a tendency to spread, even if the air is raw separated, and a few meters outside the very fast shield is cut like tofu.

The cloud hawk revealed a surprise: "Wow! ”

Beichenxi heard the cloud eagle praise, and she immediately raised her mouth: “Of course, I am not just a demon hunter, I am a saint, but there are few opponents who can come near me! ”

“Fencing?” Old drunkards gaze at North Chenxi for a few moments. "The people of the North Chen family can't do this skill, nor can the average saint. What is your relationship with Lanlin? ”

Beichenxi is purely to show herself.

The old drunk said Lanlin's name, and Beichenxi was somewhat surprised.

“Lanlin is my sword teacher. How do you know him, old man? Lanlin is the head of the saints' delegation, and the fastest sword in Sky Cloud City is him! ”

“The fastest sword in Sky Cloud City?” The old drunkard looked strange, seemed to have a slight smile on his face, and finally shook: “Although Lanlin can't do this half hanger, teaching you is more than enough. ”

“You arrogant old man, do you know how fast Lanlin's sword is?” Bei Chenxi suddenly got angry, "you said he was a half-hunger. Forget it. What else is there to teach me? Do you despise me? I see you're an old man! ”

Beichenxi is still Beichenxi.

Where's the sand in her eyes?

How could a cloudhawk learn martial arts from such a bragging old man? Miss Ben, show him the color. Even if you want to learn martial arts, you can come to her!

North Chenxi is about to explode.

The old drunk grinned and smiled yellow teeth. North Chenxi had not yet been able to draw his sword. His hands popped up extremely quickly. If the lightning was fast, it was difficult to distinguish. He just stretched out his two fingers and gently bounced them in the sheath.

A blast.

Like a dragon roaring.

A green split out.

The sword instantly cut out a dozen meters of sword marks.

Beichenxi felt a huge impact.

After shooting out for a circle, the earth's messenger returned to the sheath with great precision, and a great force backed several steps toward the north of Chenxi.

North Chenxi looked at the sword marks that appeared on the ground.

Her face changed completely this time.

The cloud eagle is also bright in sight.

How did the old man do that?

“Little girl, do you understand now?” The old drunk rolls his eyes: “What about my sword draw compared to Lin Lin? ”

The head of the samurai delegation is not a lazy figure.

If pure strength is strong and weak, Lanlin should not lose the drunk, and even be stronger.

But the old alcoholic just tapped the sheath with such incredible skill to force the weapon out, and caused this effect. In terms of technique, the old alcoholic and Lin Lin are not a grade, the two are simply a difference between clouds and mud.

In the trance of Beichenxi, she remembered what the old man had said to her when worshipper Lan Lin.

At that time, the old man seemed very dissatisfied. Tianyuncheng martial arts first, how could it not have been Lanlin's turn? It is only a pity that the man is no longer there, otherwise he must be taught by North Chenxi.

Who's that guy?

Beichenxi is, of course, very clear.

This is the only warrior who can look out for the North Chen!

It is also the only warrior in Sky Cloud City who has hope of surpassing North Chen Tian.

Beichenxi stared at this filthy old man with his eyes wide open. Is it... impossible, this is too bad for the imagination.

“Well, that's it.” The old drunk dug his nostrils, he was very impatient: “My body is no better than it was back then, so I don't have the energy to teach my hands, today I only release a set of cultivation moves, can be said to be my unique original creation, you can learn as much as you like. ”

For a thousand years.

The innumerable pioneers and mighty men of the divine domain go back and forth.

Human beings are constantly exploring ways to cultivate their potential.

This practice involves both spiritual meditation and physical exercise. A cloud eagle once learned a set of basic forging methods for hunters. There are countless ways that the former people have explored to practise. There are always many less curves to walk, far more systematic and professional than wildlings rely on first-line grinding for life and death.

The old alcoholic method is complex, not only with more than two hundred movements, but also extremely complex and deep, accompanied by special breathing toner, specific medications, more need for electric shock, needle spurs, fire baking and other stimuli at certain stages, in short, a very deep forging method, which has never been heard of before.

Even if the old drunk didn't introduce it.

Nor did he name it.

But everyone knows how precious this anonymous workout is!

This can be an extremely important encounter for these people, and of course, there must be enough talent, and when old alcoholics teach these people how to cultivate their own creations, everyone has a different degree of mastery.

A few newcomers hold less than a fifth.

Ling Moon Cloud and Golden White are less than half mastered.

Beichenxi is quite talented to master three-quarters of it.

The old drunk was very surprised that three people actually fully mastered it. One of them was Ziling, who had already been adopted by him as a bearer disciple, and the other two were cloud eagles. There was nothing strange about it, but one was far from almost everyone's expectations.

This man is blue.

A little girl who didn't grow up.

The old drunk looked at the girl and thought with emotion, what a generation of newcomers to replace the old, the newcomers have not replaced the old, the newcomers have come forward. This little girl, less than 20 years old, is another person who can change the luck of the world.

Unfortunately, the old drunkard knew he didn't have much time. The cloud hawk was not fit to inherit his mortar, and the blue was too young and inappropriate, so it was really worth it for the old drunkard to teach dozens of temple martial arts to each other, only this young man, Ziling.

Although this set of anonymous exercise exercises can be very helpful for future physical exercises.

But the cloudhawk still didn't learn the martial arts of the old drunk.

This made the eagle a little dissatisfied, and there was an emergency when it was suspected that the dead alcoholic was spreading himself.

One warrior came back from the front line. From his costumes and outfits, he was an elite warrior of the Divine Eagle Regiment. At this moment, his armor broke many times and he was wounded many times. He must have experienced a very tragic strangulation. He returned after nine deaths and a lifetime.

“The commander has led the Dragon Warrior Regiment and the Divine Eagle Regiment to be trapped in ambush on the front line. The situation is critical and they have been ordered to come back for help. ”

This is happening!

The cloud hawk's face has changed dramatically!

The dragon was originally a battleship to chase the Hell Valley rebels. In theory, he could return soon. But as soon as he went for most of the month, there was no news, so Beichentian sent Iwakawa with the Divine Eagle Regiment to reinforce him.

Now, instead of dragging the Dragon Warriors back, are you trapped? What the hell happened to them?

“Hey, you don't want to go out there yourself, do you?” North Chenxi hurried out to stop the Eagle: “Don't let the old man's words wind in your ear! ”

“Thousands of warriors, mountain peaks, etc. are trapped in danger.” The cloudhawks have a hunch that something might go wrong, so naturally they can't sit down: “We can't watch them get killed. In fact, not many people have seen me in the wilderness. Who can recognize me in disguise? So don't worry at all! ”

Beichenxi still disagrees.

A cloud hawk can't be lost at all right now!

“Now that the front line is on fire, don't you want to come over and take a look? ”

That's the word.

North Chenxi moved quite intently.

The cloud hawk knew that this young lady was not difficult to solve: “If you are not comfortable, follow me, if you can solve it, rescue them, if you can't solve it, there is no way, do what you are told. What do you think? ”

Bei Chenxi nodded and said, "That's it! ”