When he walked out of the house, there was a person standing in the yard. Who was the Taurus who scolded him today? Seeing his friend visiting late at night, Zhang Kaifeng understood his personality and came to apologize for what happened today.

"If you come out so late, you won't be afraid that your father will scold you." Zhang Kaifeng smiled on his pale face.

Taurus was a little hesitant and hesitated, saying, "I am not right today, but it really makes me angry that you just let Qingxue leave like this."

"Taurus, you have known me for so many years. Will you really give up Qingxue?" Zhang Kaifeng looked at his friend and said seriously: "Now I don't have much strength, so it is naturally impossible to keep Qingxue by my side. But the Murong family is a martial arts family. How can I pick Qingxue up if I don't have the strength?"

"Take it seriously!" Taurus was shocked when he heard this. He regarded Qingxue and Zhang Kaifeng as friends. He knew the relationship between Qingxue and Zhang Kaifeng. In his opinion, they were both made of heaven and earth, but he did not expect that Zhang Kaifeng actually chose to retreat in the face of the Murong family, which made him angry.

"The people in the Murong family are all from the martial arts world, what should you do?" Taurus was worried. He was angry for a moment. He didn't expect this layer of thought and said, "Why, I'll ask my father to buy you some money and buy a secret book to learn how to do it."

The Taurus family is a famous wealthy family in the town. He has learned some superficial martial arts, but even if he rushed up to fight with the Murong family, he would definitely not be able to beat them. Of course, his father would not agree.

"Taurus, don't worry, I'm free to do it. Go home now! If you sneak out, Uncle Jin will definitely be furious. If you don't want to be confined, it's better to go back as soon as possible." Zhang Kaifeng said confidently.

"Okay! Seeing that you are so confident, I'll wait and see." After saying that, Taurus rushed home in a hurry.

After Taurus left, Zhang Kaifeng couldn't help but sigh. He said so just now that Yun Danfeng Qing was just to comfort Taurus. Now, the cultivation method in the Demon Sword Dao is almost cruel, but these are all necessary stages and there must be a plan.

Turning around like a house, Zhang Kaifeng took out an ancient sword from under the bed. The hilt of the sword was jasper-colored and crystal clear. At first glance, it seemed that there was only a sword hilt. However, there were sword blades in front and behind, but the sword blade could be controlled to appear or disappear, and the sword blade would appear under the light.

The sword is as smooth as a mirror, without the light emitted by the sharp blades of the divine weapons when they are unsheathed. However, this sword gives him the feeling of facing a lake that is not rippling. This is a sword passed down from generation to generation by their family. This sword is called "Hanguang!"

A few days later, a series of muffled groans came from the back mountain of Nanshan Town, which shocked a flock of birds. A piece of wood hung about a meter in the forest. The wood was tied to the tree and swayed constantly. The wood hit the center from six directions, and the logs swaying back and forth kept hitting the young man in the center.

The boy was Zhang Kaifeng. He saw him swing his sword back and forth, and his footsteps moved. Not only did he accurately swing the sword on those woods, but he also needed to ensure that he would not be hit by those woods.

He held the sword in both hands and slashed. Every time he hit the wood, he would be hit by the impact and took a few steps back. However, his body was unstable and he was quickly hit by the swaying wood, leaving scars on his body. Finally, when he was exhausted, he was knocked out by several pieces of wood.

Sitting on the ground and breathing heavily, the warrior had a hard time. He was practicing the magic sword art. If he wanted to become a swordsman, what he needed was how to hold a sword. Holding a sword is not the kind in the world, as long as he held a sword and fought with someone, the sword in his hand would not be knocked down.

Holding a sword requires the combination of mastery and skill, and how to draw a sword is also a science. How to accurately stab the enemy and how to protect yourself from being stabbed by others are all a science.

When Zhang Kaifeng opened a yellowed book in his hand, he was fascinated by reading it. This book was just the most basic method of cultivation, a theory of swordsmanship. Before Qingxue left, he asked a man from a Murong family and handed it to him.

The theories in this sword are all-encompassing, which benefited him, a beginner. After all, the theory of swordsmanship among the Murong family is naturally not something that ordinary people in the world can see.

Of course, Zhang Kaifeng is just a beginner in martial arts. He doesn't understand some things very well and needs to study them carefully. However, what he is most urgent now is naturally to master the most basic martial arts.

Although all the schools of basic martial arts have the same path, they undoubtedly start from scratch. The basics of sword practitioners are naturally: stabbing swords, chopping swords, lifting swords, hanging swords, cloud swords, pointing swords, breaking swords, cutting swords, and cutting wrist flowers.

However, practicing the magic sword art requires a strong body, so Zhang Kaifeng chose to use wood to hit his body to increase the strength of his body. In it, he can not only integrate basic sword skills into it, killing two birds with one stone.

In this way, Zhang Kaifeng's silence went in the world of practicing swordsmanship. His basic swordsmanship reached hundreds of times after dozens of times, but he still did not meet the entry standards in the magic swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship had not yet entered the room.

Time flies. As Zhang Kaifeng practices day after day, spring has quietly passed. In the summer, the trees in the mountains are more vibrant, and the plants and green leaves are full of them. The gentle mountain wind blows by people can't help but feel refreshed.

However, a man in the back mountain was still working hard. His whole body was dirty and his sweat completely wet. He struggled among the swaying wood. He seemed to have broken a piece of open space here, and the woods changed from small to large.

The sound of "kangzheng" is endless. Zhang Kaifeng sways and slashes with his sword, either stabs the sword, chops the sword, hangs the sword, or hangs the sword, or lits the sword, or slams the sword, or cuts the sword, or cuts the wrist flowers, and flows through the flowing water.

His movements are no longer so stiff. His body becomes stronger after training, his slender body becomes more and more straight, and his eyebrows look more mature. His height is as tall as an adult. If he wears a sword hanging around his waist, he will be a lively hero.

After his body was hit, his muscles were also trained. The strength of each part of his body was gradually increasing, and his strength was also increasing. Among them, the sword theory was undoubtedly the greatest help to him.
Chapter completed!