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Dou Tian was shocked, and his face was full of bitter smile. He thought that he had got the spirit of Tianjin fire and let the God of war recognize the Lord. This is his big secret, but Niu Feiyang knew it long ago.

However, in the heart of fighting heaven, I don't know whether Niu Feiyang is talking about the spirit of heaven and fire, or the secret of God of war. The secret of God of war only records the first six aspects, which only enables him to cultivate to the peak of the art of war.

The latter three are missing. He needs to keep looking for them.

As for the fire spirit of Tianjin, so far, doutian has never really used it. This is his big card, and doutian doesn't know whether it has defects.

"Just a little bit together?" Doutian converges his mind and looks at Niu Feiyang in wonder.

"It's true that the inheritance was shattered and scattered all over the spleen region of Pangu. What you got was only most of the inheritance." Niu Feiyang nodded.

"Then why does this inheritance appear in Fengshen college?" Dou Tian wanted to ask this question, but he didn't say it in the end. Niu Feiyang seems to have been avoiding something, unwilling to mention something.

It seems that my strength is too low. It's a secret way in my heart.

"By the way, Dou Tian, have you got a fierce knife? Can you show me?" At this time, Feng Bo, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth.

Doutian nodded and explored his hand. The fierce sword slaughter appeared in his hand. A fierce bully, the smell of blood rippled out, and there were no waves in the other courtyard.

"It's a fierce sword. Unfortunately, it's a little poor in material. It's just a top level weapon of immortal level." Fengbo took the slaughter in his hand and flicked it lightly, and the fierce air disappeared immediately.

This action made Dou Tian's pupil shrink slightly. He had a deep understanding of the fierce and fierce spirit of the fierce sword. He didn't expect that he was so easily suppressed by Feng Bo.

Moreover, he always thought that the level of the fierce sword was not under the Shura holy sword. He never thought that it was just an immortal weapon.

The immortal level is already like this. What about the saint level? If the slaughter can be advanced, isn't it more overbearing and powerful?

Think about it and let doutian's blood boil!

"It's easy to expose your identity with this knife. Give me a month and I'll deal with it for you." Feng Bo also said that his tone could not be denied.

Doutian just wanted to refuse, but when he saw Fengbo's loving eyes, doutian was silent.

"You don't know if you are lucky. I'm not afraid to tell you that Fengbo is a saint level Weapon Master." Niu Feiyang slaps doutian on the back of the head.

Doutian looks at Fengbo in horror, the saint level weapon division. It's too strange.

"OK, you go to do your work first. There's still one year left for the trial of killing the king. I'm sure you won't let us down." Niu Feiyang has started to drive people.

Doutian can't help but roll his eyes. He hasn't got his ticket yet. It's going to be a hundred wins in a row. A year is too short.

"The more pressure, the more motivation." Doutian secretly gritted his teeth and left the other hospital.

It will take a month for Fengbo to deal with the murderous sword killing, so he will not waste it.

Yun Ruoyu has already arranged their residence for doutian. When he returns to another hospital, the fat man and Yingfeng have been waiting for a long time.

"Old three, are you going to Nanli?" Fat weak mouth asked, his look a little confused, that place, but once he fell very miserable.

Doutian nodded. If he wanted to take part in the trial of killing the king, he had to get a ticket, and the arena of life and death was only available to the emperor.

"You should know who I am, don't you?" Fat man, take a deep breath.

Doutian still nodded. He didn't know what the fat man meant, but he knew what the fat man was worried about. He suddenly said, "anyway, you are my second brother. If anyone dares to deal with you, I will fight with him!"

"Ha ha, you are enough." Fat man laughs, "don't worry, when you get to Nanli Xiandu, I'm a native. I won't let you suffer. When are you going to get up?"

"More than a month." Doutian still didn't tell the fat man about his participation in the trial of killing the king, for fear that he would be worried.

"OK, this month, we'll improve our strength." Fat man said with a smile, but in the deep of his eyes, there was a light of perseverance, which was hidden well, but doutian didn't find it.

Later, Dou Tian took out two more books. The ink on them was not dry yet. It was obvious that Dou Tian had just written them.

These two combat skills are called Xuanlong nine chop and soul enchanting ghost killing. They are the two combat skills that he selected carefully in the Shura inheritance, and they are very suitable for their war souls.

"Old cow asked me to give it to you." Dou Tian casually finds an excuse and gives two combat skills to fat man and Yingfeng.

"Thank you, young master." Shadow wind does not hesitate to take over, open the first page, the mind is completely immersed in the book.

"Niu Laogui has such a good thing. He even hides it." The fat man said with a smile.

Doutian smiles awkwardly. It's obvious that the fat man sees that he's lying, but he doesn't break it. He always feels that the fat man is different today. Doutian can't tell what's different."Dou Jin, these soul crystals are for you to practice well." Doutian throws Doujin a xumicong commandment. After all this, doutian returns to his home.

"Whoosh ~"

not long after that, the sound of sword roaring came from the other courtyard, with countless sword Qi, and the action of fighting heaven was very elegant and free, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

It seems that he is not practicing the sword, but dancing lightly. Every movement is just right, integrating attack and defense.

In the courtyard, it was snowing heavily. If you look carefully, the snowing was not really snow, but it was completely condensed with sword Qi.

After half a sound, doutian gathered his breath and frowned slightly: "although the thirteen swords on snowy night are immortal level combat skills, they are too fancy after all. Swords are used to kill enemies, not to perform. Except for the last thirteen swords, you don't have to use any other swords."

Doutian resolutely abandoned the cultivation of the thirteen swords on a snowy night. His mind was immersed in the atlas of the God of war and began to find it quickly.

The atlas of the God of war contains innumerable tactics, and there are countless skills below the immortal level. This is undoubtedly a mobile treasure, but most of the skills are not in the eye of doutian magic.

"All along, I think that the higher the level of combat skills, the greater the power. But I never give myself an accurate positioning. The sword should be fast and accurate, so it will have a ruthless effect. It is inferior after all to go the way of others." Doutian thought in his heart that his mind slowly withdrew from the atlas of God of war.

He recalled the battle in his mind, frowning, stretching and changing.

"No matter what level of fighting is, there are undoubtedly three aspects. Speed, attack and defense, attack and defense are all related to tactics, tactics and soul power. The higher the level of tactics and tactics, the greater the power, the greater the soul power, the stronger the explosive power, and the longer the fighting power.

However, if the speed is extremely fast, you can not be afraid of the opponent's attack and defense. Body method and combat skills can certainly improve the speed, but they do not catch the essence of the problem. "

Dou Tian's heart seemed to have a trace of enlightenment, as if he had grasped something, but the feeling was very hazy and vague.

Whoo!

Suddenly, a breeze came, stirring doutian's hair, and his robes floated in the wind.

"The wind?" Doutian suddenly opened his eyes, instantly understood what, and showed a bright smile on his face.