Chapter 460: Martial Arts, Silent Sword! (Two in One)

Under the night sky, above the main city, the huge city defense formation was still emitting a faint glow of energy, protecting the main city and all the people in the city.

The power struggle between Wang Quan and the Changsheng clan ended, and many people who fled chose to return one after another.

In any case, compared with the outside world, staying in the main city is still the most reliable and safe choice, even if the main city was in danger before.

But in the end, it still survived, and the main city is still the main city, standing between the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth.

The only difference is that there is no Changsheng Su in the city anymore!

Outside the city, Song Changming consumed another drop of the master's blood to restore his vitality.

"General!"

The 19th Army led by Xiao Peibai found him first.

"How are the casualties of the army?" Song Changming asked after he recovered.

"Many brothers died in this battle, please punish me, general." Xiao Peibai knelt down to apologize, his face grim.

"Tell me about it." Song Changming let out a long breath and listened to Xiao Peibai's incomplete statistical report.

His 19th Army lost at least 3,000 soldiers in this battle to defend the king!

Among them, there were even generals who died, and those precious centurions and deputy generals also died dozens of times, and this did not count the seriously injured. It can only be said that it was indeed a heavy casualties.

But this battle cannot be blamed entirely on Xiao Peibai.

After all, the opponent this time is the Changsheng Su family, there are dozens of masters alone, and there are thousands of innate warriors in the family.

They can rely on the power of one family to fight against the power of the entire royal power and the military!

Most of the time, ordinary soldiers are afraid that hundreds or thousands of people cannot replace a powerful member of the Su family.

Facing such a terrifying opponent, it is expected that the army will suffer higher casualties.

"Allocate funds from the military treasury at the station, and give as much pension as possible to the victims. Don't deduct any money." Song Changming shook his head and explained.

As for the treatment of Xiao Peibai, Song Changming did not impose a heavy fine. He only fined him three years of salary and military resources, and his position remained unchanged.

"Young Master." Su Qingqing and Song Ping'an came back one after another and found Song Changming.

"Go back first." Song Changming said while tearing off the rags on his body.

In the evening, the second district, Song's house.

Song Changming saw the big monster Buteo who came back before him, and the little yellow bird who was still sleeping beside him.

At this time, there were still balls of fire floating around the little yellow bird, but it was not as strong as the previous sky-high fire column. It was more like a layer of flame cover, wrapping the little yellow bird inside.

Looking at this posture, it seems that this sleeping state will not end in a short time.

"Will Xiao Huang be okay?" Su Qingqing asked with some concern.

Song Changming shook his head, not knowing whether there were risks in the process of bloodline stimulation.

However, seeing the calm appearance of the buzzard beside him, he thought it should be fine.

"It's too conspicuous to put it in the yard, so let's put it in the house." Song Changming suggested to the buzzard.

The witch's golden eyes looked at Song Changming, and finally nodded, and lifted the little yellow bird with her demon power and brought it into Song Changming's master's room.

Song Changming looked at the other party's cold back, was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but asked more questions through voice transmission.

"Xiao Huang, is it a sky phoenix?"

It's no wonder that he would think too much, and even think so whimsically.

It's really that the little yellow bird at home made too much noise when its bloodline was stimulated this time, and it was obviously not an ordinary bird.

The most important thing is the sky phoenix feather on the buzzard. The sky phoenix divine fire summoned by it is somewhat similar to the fire spit out by the little yellow bird!

Of course, the power of the divine fire summoned by the Phoenix Feather is much greater than that of the little yellow bird.

The similarity here does not refer to the power, but to some similarities in certain characteristics.

This also gave Song Changming such a bold fantasy in his mind, whether the little yellow bird will transform into a real Phoenix bird after the blood is stimulated!

The banshee paused slightly, and then continued to walk into the house.

Before the door closed, the banshee's voice floated out.

"No."

"Isn't it?" Song Changming was not sure whether the banshee had concealed it from him. Of course, it was more likely that this was indeed his fantasy.

After all, the Phoenix is ​​a legendary divine bird from ancient times, how can it be compared with the little yellow bird he picked up.

As a great demon, the buzzard is willing to serve the little yellow bird as its master. There must be other reasons for this, and it is not necessarily related to the Phoenix bird.

"But no one in the world has ever seen that Phoenix. Maybe it really looks like this."

Song Changming did not completely deny what he thought, but he had no way to prove anything now.

He activated the talisman array arranged in the master bedroom to isolate the evil spirit and energy fluctuations of the buzzard and the little yellow bird, reducing the noise to avoid attracting other people's detection and unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Young Master, have a good rest."

Su Qingqing saw that Song Changming urgently needed to recover, so she did not disturb him and focused on guarding outside the courtyard.

Xiao Peibai dispatched a group of elite soldiers from the army to protect the entire Song residence.

In the courtyard, Song Changming recovered while taking out the stone slab with knife marks.

In this battle against the Changsheng Su family, he understood the knife meaning in this stone slab, which played a crucial role.

Otherwise, he could not hurt Su Xiang, a middle-level master, and in the end he could not kill the ancestor of the Su family.

It is not yet midnight and he is still in a state of stimulating his potential. He plans to use this opportunity to continue studying the sword intent, otherwise it would be a waste of the precious remaining time.

At this moment, although he was in poor physical condition, when he began to comprehend, he soon found something different.

The seemingly ordinary knife mark seemed to be constantly enlarged in front of his eyes.

The more he concentrated, the clearer the remaining knife intent appeared.

In a trance, Song Changming seemed to see a figure holding a knife through the knife intent, standing on the top of the cliff, and slashing this amazing knife that changed the world!

The top of the cliff collapsed, and countless broken rocks were broken and scattered everywhere.

This also included a hard stone slab, which coincidentally retained a knife mark and a few knife intents on it.

No matter how many years have passed, this stone slab is buried deep underground, and it will not decay or break further because of the existence of the knife intent.

During this period, it was dug out, changed hands, and buried again and again. During the process, the stone slab passed through the hands of countless people and monsters.

Until it fell into Song Changming's hands, the sword intent on it was reproduced for the first time.

Outside the courtyard, Su Qingqing turned around and observed Song Changming with some concern.

At some point, Song Changming had closed his eyes and entered a state of enlightenment, turning a deaf ear to the outside world.

Sword intent flowed through his body, and his sword attainments continued to rise in the process.

"Huh?!"

Outside the courtyard, Song Ping'an looked at the long sword in his hand, which was making an uninterrupted buzzing sound at this moment. This was the first time this situation had occurred, and he was a little confused.

Turning his head to look at Su Qingqing on the side, he found that the sheathed long sword in her hand was motionless.

At the same time, the soldiers stationed outside the Song residence, all those with swords on their bodies, had their blades making a radical buzzing sound at this moment.

This situation also made these soldiers a little panicked, revealing a look of seeing a ghost.

"It's the young master!" Su Qingqing was the first to notice that it was the sword intent emanating from Song Changming that caused this abnormality, and signaled Song Pingan not to disturb him, let alone disturb Song Changming at this moment.

It was not until midnight that Song Changming ended his potential stimulation state after refreshing the status at zero o'clock.

The sword intent on his body also subsided quickly.

"Is this the method?"

Opening his eyes again, Song Changming looked at the stone tablet in his hand again, and he had some different insights in his heart.

If the martial arts in the past were counted as a one-step, one-step, and one-step physical training martial arts, it would be a low-level combat technique.

The martial arts tactics, which pay attention to the application of energy circulation, vigor, internal energy, and gang energy, are more profound and higher-level martial arts tactics.

At this moment, the sword intent that Song Changming touched on the stone tablet was different from martial arts and martial arts tactics.

Martial arts, which communicate the power of heaven and earth and establish the meaning of martial arts, are more mysterious and more powerful!

Martial arts are a higher extension of martial arts, and only a few martial artists in this world know the existence of so-called martial arts.

Song Changming had heard about this martial arts from King Cui in the past.

King Cui had heard about it from Emperor Yun several times.

In today's world, no one can create this so-called martial arts. Most of them are only a very small number of martial artists with extremely high comprehension talents who can occasionally obtain this martial arts from those ancient secret realms or relics.

In other words, all the martial arts that exist in the world are ancient methods!

"It is said that martial arts are extremely challenging to comprehension talents. It seems that my comprehension talents of over 100 values ​​still cannot meet the conditions for comprehension of this martial arts." Song Changming calculated in his heart.

He knew very well that if he had not relied on the potential gained from risking his life to stimulate this limited time state, he would not have been able to comprehend this knife from the stone slab.

Martial arts are not limited to ordinary moves, so the martial arts he comprehended from the stone slab this time was only one knife.

Open the panel and take a quick look.

[Silent Blade: Primary Martial Arts, Getting Started (1105/100000)]

The sword that destroys the world is the Silent Blade.

“It is indeed a martial arts”

With the panel’s certification, Song Changming no longer needs to question anything.

A potential stimulation also directly helped him enter this martial arts, and he officially mastered it.

In the future, when he wants to use this martial arts again, he doesn’t have to rely on the state of flashes of inspiration, which sometimes works and sometimes doesn’t.

But this does not mean that Song Changming can use it whenever he wants.

This martial arts still consumes him a lot. When he uses it with all his strength, he has to use all his strength. After one sword, it is exhausted and it is difficult to retain.

Therefore, this martial arts cannot be used as his regular weapon, but can only be used as a must-kill skill.

Without the certainty of a sure kill, releasing this martial arts is also a risk for him.

"In the future, as I gain more experience in martial arts and master a higher level, I may be able to perform it more easily."

Thinking of this, Song Changming put away the stone tablet in his hand, glanced at the still closed inner room, and did not intend to go in. He just meditated in the courtyard and swallowed pills to continue recuperation.

Speaking of which, the continuous battles with the martial arts masters of the Changsheng Su family did make him very tired.

He continued to rest at this moment.

It was not until the next morning that Song Changming felt that his condition had recovered a lot.

In addition to his own super self-healing ability, the top-grade pills and the master's blood also played a vital role.

If not for this, it would take him a long time to recover to his prime.

"Sir, this is the Yunding tea from Fox Mountain, please try it." Su Qingqing saw that Song Changming in the courtyard had finished a round of breathing, and immediately served the tea that had been prepared long ago.

"Those fox demons also have the habit of drinking tea and discussing Taoism?" Song Changming asked puzzled.

In the past, he only thought that the demons were brutal and bloodthirsty, and the law of the jungle was the only rule for survival, and there was nothing else to say.

Later, as more and more great demons emerged, he learned that the demon world also had a complete demon society.

It is true that it is different from the human race, but it is not just about killing and survival. Many demons also have many other pursuits in their lives.

In contrast, the foxes of Fox Mountain, who are not in conflict with the world, know how to taste tea and discuss Taoism, which seems to be quite normal.

"Some old fox demons on the mountain like these, and this Yunding tea can nourish the soul and body, which is very useful, young master." Su Qingqing said like offering a treasure.

Hearing this, Song Changming was no longer polite and drank the hot tea in the cup.

The tea is good tea. After a cup of it, it moisturizes the throat and makes the whole body feel extremely comfortable.

"This man really likes to drink tea when he is old," Song Changming said with a breath of hot air in his mouth.

He is now over eighty years old, which is as young as can be among the Grandmaster warriors, but it is also considered old among ordinary people.

"As long as you like it, young master." Su Qingqing said with a smile.

"There are many rare treasures on Fox Mountain that are not available here."

Su Qingqing said, and took out a lot of rare treasures from the Qiankun Ring one by one, and told Song Changming.

When the two met again before, the situation was urgent and they didn't greet each other properly. This time, after the Su family battle was over and the dust settled, they had the opportunity.

As he was talking, a charming woman came to visit, it was Xi Yanxue who had returned.

"Mother." Su Qingqing noticed Xi Yanxue's arrival and immediately stood up to greet her.

"Didn't I tell you not to interfere?" Xi Yanxue frowned slightly, looking at Su Qingqing in front of her, and said with some dissatisfaction.

Obviously, she didn't want to implicate her daughter in this battle, but Su Qingqing had always been disobedient in this matter.

"My daughter, aren't you worried that your mother is in danger?" Su Qingqing said a few nice words in a coquettish tone, and Xi Yanxue stopped blaming her.

Her only daughter was lost and found again, and she couldn't dote on her enough, so how could she bear to blame her harshly.

"Thank you, sir, for protecting my daughter." Xi Yanxue bowed to Song Changming and said politely.

"Don't say that, this time it's thanks to Qingqing, otherwise I'm afraid I couldn't escape that day." Song Changming shook his head.

He knew very well that if it weren't for Su Qingqing, Su Fengye might not be willing to let him go if he was seriously injured that day.

And if he couldn't escape death at that time, although he could be reborn, he would have no hope of breaking through the Grandmaster realm, and he couldn't master the stone slab's martial arts, the Lonely Blade.

Without his fighting power, the outcome of the entire battle might be completely different.

From this perspective, Su Qingqing's timely appearance played an extremely critical and important role.