Chapter 165 The Second Surprise----The Way to Improve the Proficiency of the Movement

The Blood Sword Ancestor ran for a while and left the chaser far behind. Seeing that he could no longer catch up, he seemed to be afraid of running away and hurting his mount, so he pressed the reins and looked at Fang Jie's injuries carefully. Then he suddenly realized that this disciple was risking his devil and used his ultimate move to be injured first, so he would have ended up with this. If he hadn't worn the black silkworm robes of the Blood Sword Sect, he would have died long ago.

"Hehe, this little bastard is quite bold. He is a bit like my grandfather. He is so brave. He dares to use my Blood Sword Sect Secret Method..." The Blood Sword Ancestor looked at Fang Jie who fainted and couldn't help but laugh twice. The more he looked, the more he became happy. "This blood sword is not something you little bastard can use randomly. I used my enlightenment to temporarily open up the meridians of your whole body before I was able to spread some martial arts. I can't even leave, so I wanted to fly, hehehe..."

Fang Jie, who was in a "coma" state, only knew that the Blood Knife Ancestor was talking, but he could not hear or see what he was saying. He could only feel that the Blood Knife Ancestor seemed to praise him again. When he didn't think about it, he suddenly felt a strong true energy coming from his heart, and he walked around in his body and slipped back.

Fang Jie knew that it was the Blood Sword Ancestor who was healing his wounds. While he was grateful, he woke up. He only heard the Blood Sword Ancestor laughing in his ears: "If it weren't for your little bastard, I wouldn't have consumed my internal strength twice in a row to help you. If you succeed in martial arts in the future, don't forget the goodness of the Master."

Fang Jie quickly supported himself from the horse's back and bowed to the Blood Sword Ancestor and said, "The great kindness and virtue of the ancestor to his disciples will never be forgotten!"

"Haha. OK! OK!" The Blood Sword Ancestor said two good words in a row. He said, "Don't just remember the kindness of the ancestor. Just spread our Blood Sword Sect and make those Shaolin, Wudang, and famous sects step on their feet. All the men's land were castrated and all the women's land were raped!"

"Sweat!" Fang Jie secretly wiped his sweat. Although he didn't mind killing people, or even doing something bad. But the Blood Sword Ancestor still made him a heavy mine. Subconsciously, he looked at Shui Sheng with a squint, thinking that he really wanted to watch this woman being raped by the Blood Sword Ancestor?

Fang Jie just glanced at him and saw Shui Sheng's face mixed with contempt. He knew that she hated him so much, and his face changed immediately. He wanted to save her, but he didn't expect her to still act like this. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "I don't owe you anything, as for looking at me with such a bitter and grudge? Di Yun is Di Yun, I am me, what I hate most in my life is to be wronged. I killed me before, but now I'm going to save you.\I'm not as generous as Di Yun!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry Fang Jie was in his heart. He was not a saint, and he could not do anything to repay his grievances with kindness. What's more, he realized that this woman was just an NPC, so what if she was the heroine in the original work? The heroine's treatment is fucking higher than that of ordinary people?

The reason why Shui Sheng fell in love with Di Yun may be because Di Yun endured humiliation and swallowed his voice, repayed his grievances with kindness, and was kind, and he would have any suffering to put into his stomach. But Fang Jie is not such a person. Even if Shui Sheng is not an NPC but a beautiful player, he cannot learn from Di Yun. After all, people with different personalities create different experiences. With Fang Jie's personality, he will never resonate with such a woman.

On the contrary, Fang Jie has always believed in the principle of equivalent exchange, at least one reward. Therefore, he is only grateful to the Blood Sword Ancestor who saved his life twice in a row and passed on his power to him. Even if it is npbsp;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                �

Just as Fang Jie glanced at Shui Sheng and cursed in his heart, the Blood Sword Ancestor said to Shui Sheng: "Hey, Xiao Niu, your father is very good at martial arts, hehe, but your ancestor is better than your father. He tried his best to stop me. Who is the old Taoist who uses the sword? Which one is the fallen flowers and flowing water? Shui Sheng made up his mind and ignored him no matter what he asked.

The Blood Knife Patriarch smiled and said, "Sister, what is the most precious thing in a woman's family?"

Hearing this, Fang Jie couldn't help but laugh secretly that the line of the Blood Sword Ancestor was the same as in the original work. He was about to say it but he changed his words to the point where he said, "It's naturally a face." Obviously, if Fang Jie still had the idea of ​​saving Shui Sheng, he would definitely not say that. Now this sentence is equivalent to completely standing on the side of the Blood Sword Ancestor, intending to join in with the flow. Damn **

The reason why the ancestor of Blood Knife asked this question was that he wanted to ask and answer himself, but he didn't expect that Fang Jie would snatch him away. He paused and said, "The disciple's grandson is indeed smart. The most precious thing in a woman's family is her face. This girl didn't answer my words. I used a knife to cut seven times on her face and eight times on her face. This move has a name, called "Horizhanqian. Are you beautiful?" As he said that, he took the blood knife that was already wrapped around his waist in his hand.

After hearing this, Shui Sheng couldn't help but shiver, while Doi Jie was smirking, thinking that the Blood Sword Ancestor was so interesting, and it seemed even more interesting next.

The Blood Knife Ancestor shook a scimitar on her face and threatened: "I'll ask you who is that old Taoist? If you don't answer, I'll cut it down with one knife. Will you answer?" Shui Sheng said angrily: "Bah! Kill me quickly!" The Blood Knife Ancestor's right hand fell, and the red shadow flashed, and a cut on her face.

"Ah!" Shui Sheng exclaimed and fainted. The Blood Knife Ancestor laughed and urged the horse to move forward, never looking at her again.

"Hahaha..." Fang Jie also laughed loudly, and couldn't help but say, "Good sword technique!"

"Haha! Your disciple's grandson has a good eye, so you can see it!" The Blood Sword Ancestor was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "My Blood Sword is really at the point of being as good as I want, no matter how I want it, that girl is really scared, haha!" It turned out that the Blood Sword Ancestor just now, and the blade passed by Shui Sheng's cheek, cutting off only a few strands of her temples, but her skin was not damaged. The reason why Shui Sheng fainted was purely scared.

When Shui Sheng woke up again, the Blood Knife Ancestor's face turned solemn, and the scimitar raised his sword and pretended to be fierce and shouted: "If you don't answer, the second knife will be cut off again."

Shui Sheng didn't know that the previous knife did not break her appearance at all. He thought that the knife had already cut it anyway, so the same would be the case with a few more knifes, and shouted: "You kill me quickly, kill me quickly!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor grinned and said, "How is that easy?" A sneering sound, the blade passed by her cheek again. This time, Shui Sheng did not lose consciousness, but felt a slight coolness on his cheek, but there was no pain, and there was no blood flowing down. Only then did he realize that the old monk was just scary. It turned out that his cheek was not damaged. He was delighted and couldn't help but sigh.

The Blood Sword Ancestor said to Fang Jie: "Good disciple, how did grandpa cut these two swords?"

Fang Jie laughed and said sincerely: "The ancestor's blood sword technique is unparalleled!" When he said this, Fang Jie couldn't help laughing secretly. In fact, this is not a flattery. After all, let alone others who don't understand the blood sword technique, even if they understand, how could the blood sword technique of the ancestor of the Blood Sword is powerful? Therefore, the blood sword technique of the ancestor of the Blood Sword is naturally unparalleled.

The Blood Knife Ancestor naturally didn't hear the word game in Fang Jie's words. He laughed a few times with a proud look on his face and said, "This Blood Knife Knife cannot be learned overnight. I have passed on you the skills before, just to let you learn some fur, and the foundation is still unstable..."

Hearing this, Fang Jie knew that the ancestor of Blood Sword meant that he had learned the 3O level blood sword technique. Although he had learned six ordinary moves, due to his talent limitation, he could not use the ultimate move without the cooperation of Blood Sword**. Moreover, the proficiency of the six ordinary moves is only level 1, so he could only use it, so his foundation was naturally unstable.

The Blood Knife Patriarch said again: "I'll pass on you another skill to practice moves quickly. When you practice, first use a hundred sheets of thin paper, fold it into a stack, put it on the table, cut it horizontally, and then mark the first sheet on a stack of paper, but do not drive the second sheet. Then, the second sheet is the second sheet is the third sheet, until the first hundred sheet is finished. This technique is the origin of the second sheet of paper cutting in the Blood Knife Patriarch method.

When Fang Jie suddenly realized this, he was surprised again. As expected, this practice method should be able to quickly improve his skill level, just like chopping firewood in Guo's mansion. However, he didn't expect that the moves of the Blood Knife can also be used in this special way to quickly improve his proficiency. This surprise instantly wiped out the depression caused by his previous inability to use the trick.

Perhaps it was due to the plot, or perhaps it could no longer treat these people as NPCs. After hearing the words of the Blood Knife Ancestor, Shui Sheng, who was in a young mind, couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Brave!"

The Blood Knife Patriarch smiled and said, "You said you brag, let's give it a try."

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