Now the small village was very lively. More than 300 demonic cultivators lived here, and there was also a famous person, Du Feng.
Originally, Du Feng was not very famous, and no one in the Demon Realm had heard of him. But because of Zhan Batian's arrest warrant for him, he became completely famous. It was estimated that after leaving the Cloud Listening Secret Realm this time, many people would go around asking about who Du Feng was.
In fact, at this moment, some people began to ask about Du Feng, asking which demonic city he lived in or which sect he was a disciple of.
Du Feng couldn't answer at all because he had never been to the Demon Realm, and he didn't know what kind of demonic cities there were in the Demon Realm. If he made up a story, it was very likely that he would be wrong. There were more than 300 people here, and there were all kinds of reverse geniuses. If he repeated it to others, it would be even more embarrassing.
"I'm not a disciple of a sect, and I usually stay in the demonic city."
To think that he could come up with something like this, forcefully describing himself as a wandering demonic cultivator. There were indeed some demonic cultivators who did not rely on any family or sect, and they trained outside by themselves. However, these wandering demonic cultivators all had one characteristic, and that was they had to stay in the demonic city. There, they could exchange goods with others and buy all kinds of necessities. If there were any rare things obtained from adventures, they could also sell them for a good price.
"You are a Wanderer, so handsome!"
Unlike the Heaven Realm Martial Artists, the Heaven Realm Martial Artists were ashamed of being a vagrant. Those who could enter the sect or live in the immortal city were the real Martial Artists. Those outside were all poor refugees. But it was different in the Demon Realm. They felt that it was a great thing for a person to wander for a long time, and it was even more amazing for a person to survive and have such a high Cultivation level.
A round-faced and young Sorceress heard that Du Feng was a Wanderer, so she deliberately moved her butt to sit next to him. This made the big sister Demonic Cultivator who wanted to have a Dual Cultivation roll her eyes. She was very jealous.
"Uh … I'm going to practice swordsmanship."
Du Feng sat on the ground to familiarize himself with the cultivation method. Moreover, he had to understand the concept of saber techniques with swordsmanship. Because what the ghost cultivator from the Blossoming Flowers City taught him was a high-level Heaven Immortal saber technique. For Du Feng, whose Cultivation was only at the First Stage of the Heaven Celestial Stage, it was not easy to practice.
Moreover, one couldn't just sit still when practicing the sword. One had to practice on the ground. Therefore, he used the excuse that he needed to practice his swordsmanship and quickly walked away from the round-faced Sorceress.
"What sword technique? I want to see it, I want to see it."
Ever since this Original Sorceress learned that Du Feng was a Wanderer, she was completely captivated, and her gaze became misty when she looked at him. Wherever Du Feng went, he would go.
Fortunately, the village was not very big. Du Feng practiced in the yard and did not have to go too far. He wasn't afraid of others peeking at him, because everyone practiced like this. It was very difficult to learn a cultivation technique just by looking at it without understanding its key points. Even if they were able to learn it, it would usually be someone who knew a high-level cultivation technique and someone who could learn a low-level cultivation technique. This was because their foundation was more solid and their comprehension ability was stronger.
Sure enough, when Du Feng practiced the first move, the round-faced girl was dumbfounded. What is this? I don't understand it at all.
There were only three moves in the Three Styles of Mysterious Underworld. It seemed that the cultivation techniques of the Netherworld were very simple and direct. They gathered the most powerful moves together. If they could win, they would win. If they couldn't win, they would not waste time. They would definitely not procrastinate. The advantage of doing this was that under the same combat power, they would be able to exert their strength as quickly as possible, and they would be able to defeat the enemy more quickly.
However, there was also a weakness, which was that they did not have enough endurance. If one person was facing many people, he would not be able to fight a protracted battle if he did not have enough moves and changes. Most of the time, in a protracted battle, it was a competition of one's adaptability.
The first move of the Three Styles of Mysterious Underworld was a slash. It slashed diagonally from the top left to the bottom right. It looked very simple. As for why the round-faced Sorceress could not understand it, it was because she did not know how Du Feng's sword landed. It felt like a black shadow flashed by, and then the move was finished.
Although the move was simple, the circulation of demonic power was not so simple. Before the slash was made, the demonic power circulated a few times from the heel to the top of the head. When the slash landed on the enemy's body, the force produced was very complicated.
It was still a little awkward. After all, the sword was best at stabbing and slicing. It was not smooth to slash. The main thing was that the blade had a back, and the surface of the blade was curved. When the slash was made, the back of the blade would move forward and act as a push, increasing the power of the slash.
The spine of the sword was the thickest in the middle, and the two sides were thin blades. When the slash was made, the center of gravity would move forward. After the slash, the hilt of the sword would tilt up, and it needed to be pressed down with one's hand. Otherwise, when the sword slashed down, the weapon in one's hand would fly away.
"Master, I have an idea. Do you think it will work?"
The swordsman, who had not spoken for a long time, took the initiative to communicate with Du Feng. He really did have an idea, and that was to adjust the shape of the Riding Dragon Sword. From a standard man's sword, it became a slanted sword. There was still a point at the top that could be used to stab, but the thickest part of the sword's spine was moved up. In this way, there would be an effect of adding the back of the blade.
At the same time, there was also a blade on both sides, except that one side was long and the other side was short. It looked a little strange, but it was quite practical. In this way, when Du Feng stabbed, it would become a normal sword. When it was used to slash, it would become this kind of slanted sword. It would be easier to use, and the power would be greater.
After the shape of the sword was adjusted, Du Feng repeatedly practiced this slash. He was not in a hurry to practice the next move. As the saying goes, one move to eat all over the world. It did not mean that one only knew one move, but at least one move had to be practiced to the extreme.
The round-faced girl was really patient. She obviously did not understand why Du Feng swung the sword like this, but she still sat on the stone stool and watched.
The sky in the dark cloud area was also very interesting. It was always evening. The sun shone down from the west, and the reddish light shone on Du Feng's body. There was a kind of blood-like beauty in Canyang.
Huh? When Du Feng swung the sword for the thousandth time, he suddenly felt a tendon on the back of his right hand twitch. There seemed to be a warm current rushing to that place. He was not too sure if he had felt it wrong. So he continued to swing the Riding Dragon Sword in his hand. When he swung it for the 200th time, a tendon on the back of his left hand also twitched. This time, he was 100% sure that there was a warm current.
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