Liang An didn't want to use experience points to improve any skills at this time. First, it was difficult to obtain experience points. He thought about using steel on the blade. After he practiced the Canyang Record, he improved his internal strength. Second, the weakness caused by his previous improvement has not been completely restored, and improving again may cause a lot of damage to his energy and spirit.

However, things were uncontrollable. He was suddenly attacked by Feihuzhai, and his considerations were empty. If he didn't need to experience it, he would probably never have the chance to use it again.

Therefore, he used his experience points to improve the only practical skills he mastered in Yunyu Seventy-Two Swords, a sword technique that Li Zhaoxun thought was cumbersome and cumbersome and was not suitable for actual combat.

Yunyu Seventy-Two Swords had been upgraded to the mastery level before, and further up, I was asking the Xuan, and Li Zhaoxun's Tiger Power Sword was also at this level.

However, after issuing the instructions to improve the Seventy Two Swords of Yunyu, Liang An found that countless memories of practicing the Seventy Two Swords of Yunyu appeared in his mind, and his hands, feet and bodies began to gradually become hot, as if they were put into a furnace. However, the Seventy Two Swords of Yunyu did not directly improve to Wenxuan!

As he was puzzled, Liang An closed his left eye and checked his condition.

Five-sided Fist: Proficient

Yunyu Seventy-Two Swords: Proficient

Chaoyang Yiqigong: Getting started

Hanmo Danqing: Proficient

Phoenix skill: proficient

Experience points: 112

Yunyu Seventy-Two Swords did not improve, but the experience point dropped by 2 points... It was wrong, it continued to decline!

He saw that the column of the experience point changed from 112 to 111, and then it became 110, and continued and steadily fell downward.

As the experience point fell, Liang An felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and the memories of practicing the Seventy Two Swords of Yunyu appeared in his mind became more and more. Until the experience point fell to 99, his consciousness was almost overwhelmed by the memories of practicing the Seventy Two Swords of Yunyu.

At this moment, a scene suddenly appeared in his mind, the scene of the rainy day in Le'an City, and a comment recorded by Li Zhaoxun in "The Seventy-Two Swords of Clouds and Rain": The Seventy-Two Swords of Clouds and Rain imitate the ethereality of the flowing clouds, learn the dense rain, and each move, tells all the sword techniques and practice the sword techniques.

The comment finally turned into four words: imitate clouds! Learn from rain!

Clouds and rains?

The deepest impression of Yunyu Liang An is of the rain in Le'an City. But this impression does not come from liking, but from disgust.

Because Liang An was weak, he always felt uncomfortable due to heavy moisture and moisture on rainy days. But every spring and winter, the rain in Le'an City is cloudy and endless, and a few weather that did not rain are always cloudy and dim and miserable.

Now, the disgust of the yin and endless rain is slowly transforming into an inexplicable feeling, which has made Liang An vaguely restore some clarity to his clarity.

He looked at both sides of the car fighting outside, took a step and walked out.

On the way, he picked up the sword of a killed sword soldier, walked to a member of Feihu Village who was fighting with the escort and stabbed him with a knife.

The speed of the knife is not fast, but it strangely gives people a feeling that it cannot be avoided. It seems that this knife is like a continuous rain, rain that cannot be avoided by any dodge or any rapidity.

Zhao Feng, who was confronting the tall and thin swordsman, saw this scene and wanted to scold Liang An and the idea of ​​returning to the convoy disappeared, and turned into an irresistible shock: "Wen Xuan?"

The members of Feihu Village who were attacked by Liang An were shocked when they saw this knife and hurriedly waved their weapons to block it.

In fact, he no longer had hope. The realm of Wenxuan represents an absolute master who infuses his heart into his moves. Each one has a great reputation. It is definitely not something that ordinary warriors like him can deal with. Taking action to block is just an instinctive reaction.

But what surprised him was that his block easily pushed Liang An's knife away, as if he was pushing a flying feather away.

“Eh?”

While he was stunned, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and was shocked to find that Liang An's knife had stabbed into his heart!

"Why...I've already opened it..."

No one answered his doubts.

Liang An pulled back his knife and walked towards another member of Feihu Village who was fighting with the bodyguard again. His steps were steady and steady.

The member of Feihu Village immediately gave up his opponent in front of him and retreated.

"I didn't expect there was a master." A strong man holding a ghost-headed knife suddenly flew in front of Liang An: "I heard that there is a son of Liang Dong, the great scholar in the convoy, and it seems that he is you. I have heard Jiao Hu say that you have hidden a skill with exquisite swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that he was actually Master Wen Xuan, and he hid it very deeply!"

Ghost Hand Knife Night Rain!

Liang An, who recognized the strong man in front of him, frowned, and felt that his mind, which was full of memory of the seventy-two swords of Yunyu, seemed to have thought of something because of the words of the ghost hand sword Ye Yu, but before he could think about it carefully, he suddenly saw a stream of light coming from afar.

The flowing light is an arrow! It is the iron arrow that injured Zhao Feng! The archer noticed him!

Almost instinctively, Liang An twisted his body strangely and avoided the iron arrow, but saw the ghost hand sword Ye Yu pounced towards him and slashed out a knife that was measured by the Yin Feng. The soul-detaining messenger, who was like a ghost, was about to arrest him to the underworld.

Ghost Hand Knife Ye Yu also asked Xuan!

However, he didn't seem to ask thoroughly.

This thought flashed through inexplicably, Liang An used a sword as a sword, and the clouds and rains seventy-two swords, and the sudden rain suddenly came.

This move originally focused on the sword like Midsummer Rain, which came at any time, fast and urgent. However, in Liang An's hand, his piercing speed was not fast, but it strangely gave people a sudden and unavoidable suddenness. It cleverly and strangely stabbed the tip of the ghost hand sword Ye Yu's knife, deviating the ghost head sword from its original route, and also exposing a fatal flaw in the ghost hand sword Ye Yu.

When Liang An was about to take this opportunity to learn about the ghost hand sword Ye Yu, his heart suddenly became tighter, and a huge fear suddenly rushed into his brain, leaving him standing there stiffly and unable to move at all.

Ghost Hand Knife Ye Yu took this opportunity to quickly retreat and looked at Liang An with fear. He could feel that Liang An did not have the opportunity and ability to kill him just now, but he suddenly stopped for some reason.

"What a wonderful move."

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Ye Yu, the ghost hand sword. He turned around suddenly and saw Lu Waqi of the Demon Fairy Temple passing by, staring at Liang An in surprise, with a faint trembling and strange feeling in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the ghost hand sword Ye Yu suddenly remembered the rumors about the Demon Immortal View, and immediately knew that it was Lu Waqi who saved him.

"Thank you, Master Lu!"

Roy Qi looked at him indifferently, and his eyes fell on Liang An again: "He only has moves to see, but his internal strength is not worth mentioning. You were actually scared away by him. It's really embarrassing."

The ghost hand knife Ye Yu was stunned.

Since he was able to make a name for himself in the world, he was not a fool. After careful consideration, he found that the force of Liang An stabbing the tip of his sword was actually not strong. Otherwise, from the angle of that knife, he could go straight into the momentum, and pierce into his throat while tilting the tip of his sword! However, after Liang An turned the tip of his sword, his movements paused a little, and he did not pierce in as the momentum, which was obviously due to insufficient force!

As soon as I figured it out, the ghost hand knife Ye Yu's face suddenly turned red, she was ashamed and angry.

"How dare you fool me! Niu Tou Paishan!"

The ghost hand sword Ye Yu waved the ghost head sword at Liang An. His moves were crude, but his power was heavy and he was overwhelming.

After Roye Qi reminded him, he already knew that Liang An’s internal strength was a weakness. Since that was the case, there was no need to use any clever moves. Just use powerful internal strength and the most powerful moves to crush it!

Liang An had not yet come back to his senses from his great fear, or in other words, as long as Roaqi was still watching him, that kind of fear would be continuously generated!

Demonic Tao! It’s indeed a demonic Tao!

This TM is already a spell, right?!

He roared inside, Liang An tried his best to control his body, but there was no effect at all.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Aowu..."

Suddenly, explosions and huge tiger roars rang one after another.

Roaqi looked in shock in the direction where the sound was heard, and Ye Yu, the ghost-handed sword, was also weaker because of the tiger's roar.

But they were distracted, but at this moment, Liang An suddenly felt his body lightening and he returned to control.

Looking at the ghost hand sword Ye Yu, his body was like a floating cloud, falling backwards in front of the ghost head sword, avoiding the blade, then twisting his waist and shook his hand... Yunyu Seventy-Two Swords, the rain passed by the sky clear!
Chapter completed!