Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 37: Test knife

　　Looking at the eager Ouyang Ming and the rather downcast nephew, Yan Haobo's heart moved slightly and smiled: "Master Ou, I heard that you not only learned the martial arts, but also the swordsmanship?"

　　 Sui Hezhi was startled, wondering in his heart, I just taught Ouyang Ming's simplest swordsmanship and boxing skills, when he said he was good at swordsmanship. However, to be honest, after seeing Ouyang Ming's martial arts skills, he really had some expectations for this little guy's sword skills.

　　 Ouyang Ming chuckled and said: "Yan Huochang, do you have to test my sword skills?"

　　 Yan Haobo laughed dumbly, and quickly said: "Master Ou misunderstood, you certainly don't need to do it yourself when you enter the jungle, so it is enough to have such a posture." He paused, and then said: "I'm just seeing my heart. , I want to see how deep the master’s foundation is and how far we can go into the dense forest."

　　 As he said, even if Ouyang Ming entered with the team, it would never be his turn to face the attack of the beast. As long as Ouyang Ming's body style is good enough to not drag everyone, he can already make them shout Amitabha.

　　 However, the stronger Ouyang Ming's strength is, the more confident they will be, and they can even go deep as planned without being affected.

　　 Ouyang Ming nodded his head seriously. He knew that the better he was at this time, the less restraint he would be in entering the dense forest in the future, and he could go deeper into it.

　　 Entering the house, Ouyang Ming took out two sabers and said with a smile: "These two sabers were made when I was bored. Although they are good products, they have not reached the peak yet. Brother Yan will use them."

　　 Yan Haobo and others secretly said that the good-quality saber should still be used. This sentence sounds so awkward...

　　 However, they also knew that Ouyang Ming did not intentionally humiliate them. After the master casually took out three pieces of high-quality peak equipment to give away, they understood that their vision and financial resources were no longer comparable to those of the other party. These two good-quality sabers that are not the pinnacle, in the eyes of the master, are indeed good ones.

　　 However, just when Yan Cheng wanted to reach out for the knife, a big hand grabbed it first.

　　 Everyone was startled, and the one who took the knife turned out to be Yan Haobo.

　　 "Uncle, what are you doing?" Yan Cheng asked in surprise.

　　 Ouyang Ming is also puzzled. If he is asked to compete with Yan Chengcai, he still has a little confidence. But to say that he can defeat the fire chief of a corps, and he is still the fire chief of Chen Yifan's guard... no matter how arrogant he is, he knows that with the current strength, it is impossible.

　　 Yan Haobo chuckled and said: "Master Ou, the swordsman has no eyes, Cheng Cai has not yet reached the point of being able to retract freely, so I will come for this battle."

　　 Ouyang Ming suddenly said, "Okay, then the trouble will be longer."

　　 He took a step back, holding his knife to his chest, being careful.

　　 However, Yan Haobo casually carried the knife in his hand and said: "Master Ou, please do it."

　　 Ouyang Ming looked solemnly, that Yan Haobo did not put on any posture, so he held his saber loosely. However, Yan Haobo, who was full of flaws in this way, gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

　　 This feeling is like being forced to desperate by Zhang Hanyu, hiding in an abandoned knife barn, and the hairs all over his body are standing upside down.

　　 Ouyang Ming's breathing suddenly became suffocated, and the purple light cluster in his mind became brighter as a result.

　　The greater the crises and difficulties encountered, the more concentrated and elevated Ouyang Ming's mental thoughts, and the more tacit understanding of cooperation with Ziguang.

　　 This is not a weird thing. When life forms of any race are forced into desperation, they either stand by their hands or burst out with shocking potential.

　　 People say that when you have stress, you have motivation. This is also the truth.

　　 his eyes turned, Ouyang Ming's figure flickered, and he strode to Yan Haobo's face, slashing his head.

　　 Yan Haobo was shocked, this sword is actually nothing, and it did not exceed the limit of the third-class martial artist of Lipin. However, Yan Haobo felt a fierce and murderous atmosphere when the knife was slashed.

　　 This fierce anger is what makes him feel a little frightened.

　　 had killed people, saw blood knives, and ordinary martial arts knives, it is very different.

　　According to Yan Haobo's idea, although Ouyang Ming is extremely talented, he is a good seed for practicing martial arts. But he was immersed in hard training, after all, he was not a veteran who had been on the battlefield. Therefore, no matter how powerful his sword technique is, it will lack a **** and killing aura.

　　 However, Ouyang Ming's knife completely subverted his cognition.

　　 This is definitely a fierce knife. Of course, the fierce aura does not come from the sword itself, but from the person holding the sword.

　　 In his heart, he wondered, could he practice hard at home and cultivate a **** of murderer?

　　 Although he is puzzled, his men are not slow at all. The light of the knife flashed and flicked towards Ouyang Ming's wrist.

　　 He didn't use the blade, but used the back of the blade to strike, so that even if he hits, he won't hurt Master Ou.

　　 However, although Ouyang Ming's sword seemed to be doing his best, but after seeing Yan Haobo's shot, he immediately turned halfway, and the sword followed others, not only avoiding the sword, but also came to his back.

　　The feeling when I was fighting with Yan Chengcai resurfaced, and this time the feeling became clearer and more exciting.

　　 The light of the knife flickered, and Ouyang Ming's sword struck Yan Haobo's arm. Naturally, he wouldn't go all out, but the angle of the knife was amazing.

　　 Yan Haobo was indeed towering as a mountain when he was still, but once he did it, his flaws would inevitably be revealed.

　　 "Okay!" Yan Haobo yelled, and the light of the knife in his hand flashed, and it turned out to be greeted by flying.

　　 "ding—" After a crisp sound, the two swords finally fought together.

　　 Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly, and he backed away quickly. He finally understood that there was indeed a huge gap between the strength of himself and the opponent.

　　 Yan Haobo's reaction speed is far beyond his ability to compare. This knife turned out to be late and came first, abruptly stopping him with this knife. Moreover, the sword was as bright as snow, and it was so strong that he had to stagger back.

　　 On the other hand, Yan Haobo, let alone shakes his body shape, never even shakes it.

　　 such a huge gap, just think about it, it makes people desperate.

　　 However, Ouyang Ming was not completely convinced in his heart. Although Yan Haobo's strength and agility are very strong, if he wears all the equipment, he will not be inferior, but will be even better.

　　 Of course, Ouyang Ming would never take all the old things away at this time.

　　 stepped back, he stared at Yan Haobo firmly. The fire chief did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, but still returned to the original state, waiting for his attack.

　　 Maybe, in Yan Haobo's mind, as long as he has a knife in his hand, no matter what tricks Ouyang Ming makes, there is no threat.

　　 Ouyang Ming stepped back, his eyes brightened.

　　Some people will choose to retreat when facing difficulties. However, some people are the opposite. The stronger the obstacles ahead, the more high-spirited he is.

　　 And Ouyang Ming is undoubtedly the typical latter.

　　 After knowing that Yan Haobo would not hack him to death with a single knife, Ouyang Ming never wanted to give in. He wished to have such a strong person to practice with him.

　　 took a deep breath, and Ouyang Ming bullied himself up again.

　　 This time, the shining knife light slashed again. However, just when Yan Haobo's wrist was shaking slightly and he was preparing to block with the knife, Ouyang Ming's sword posture changed again. The light of the knife turned halfway and slashed towards Yan Haobo's arm.

　　 is like a re-enactment of the scene of Shi Cai, but the only difference is that Ouyang Ming's knife changes faster.

　　 Yan Haobo's mouth has a smile, no matter how fast it changes, what's the use? Under the pressure of absolute strength and speed, he has already taken the opponent.

　　 However, just as his wrist was shaking and his direction changed again, Ouyang Ming's blade flashed again, and he cut off his thigh.

　　 Yan Haobo was slightly startled, but he had to follow him.

　　 It’s just that, he quickly discovered that the saber in Ouyang Ming's hand is very varied ~ IndoMTL.com~ is simply impossible to guard against.

　　 This is not how exquisite his sword technique is, how mighty his sword is, how fast his speed is. When it comes to all this, he is even worse than Yan Chengcai.

　　 However, Ouyang Ming's performance is absolutely appalling in terms of the changes in the sword technique.

　　 Yan Haobo's flaw is always where the sword light pointed. Although Yan Haobo was much faster than Ouyang Ming, in the eyes of Sui Hezhi and Yan Chengcai, he seemed to have completely lost the initiative and was led by Ouyang Ming.

　　Sui Hezhi and Yan Cheng looked at each other, they were speechless.

　　 Especially Yan Chengcai, now he understands his uncle's true intentions. If he is replaced and cannot be crushed with absolute strength and speed, then I am afraid that he has already been injured and defeated at this moment.

　　 Yan Haobo, who was in the game, felt more and more profound.

　　 That Ouyang Ming is like a whirlpool, the initial strength is not strong, but as the sword light continues to rehearse and change, the whirlpool becomes deeper and deeper, and Yan Haobo even has a feeling of being tied up.

　　 When this feeling became stronger to a certain extent, a fatal sense of crisis inexplicably engendered in Yan Haobo's heart.

　　He has to change, otherwise, it's like boiling a frog in warm water, and you don't even know how to die in the end.

　　 eyes suddenly rounded, Yan Haobo roared, the voice was deafening, full of violent and murderous intent.

　　 Then, Yan Haobo ignored the impending sword light, his eyes were firmly locked on Ouyang Ming, and he slashed away without hesitation.

　　Under Ouyangming's weird sword technique, he took the initiative to use this method of fighting for life and hurting both sides regardless of his identity.