"So, as long as that guy still has such a sword in his hand, it will not be easy to defeat him." Zart sighed and said slowly, "No wonder he can be called the Sword Emperor by the remnants of the Black Dragon. Indeed... …Not to be underestimated."

After speaking, Walnut looked at Dai Lao's face gradually turning pale, feeling proud in her heart. She was even a little too proud. She straightened up her small **** and said proudly: "Of course. What can be seen in my eyes is of course extraordinary. It's not a blow, there are many artifacts in the Royal Library, God I have read almost all of Bing’s books. Basically, I know all the famous things~~~! Walnut appraisal, quality assurance~~~!"

As she said, she raised her thumbs, two small dimples appeared on both ends of her cheeks, looking very happy.

Kona couldn't help being amused by the innocence of the little princess. She straightened her stomach, took out a small jar from the "pharmacy", and took out something like grease with her hands.

"Okay, okay, my lovely and respectable princess. Come, please stretch out your hand, it's time to put on the hot cream."

Walnut was proud, she frowned when she saw this stretched grease.

To say that this fever cream is a cold-resistant smear developed by Kona herself. This time up the mountain, everyone did not prepare a lot of clothes. In order to resist the harsh weather on the snow-capped mountains, this fever ointment played a vital role. I don't know how Kena made it. This kind of ointment will disappear soon after being attached to the surface of the human body, and I can't feel it with my fingers. But it can dissipate heat continuously. In addition, it can also be attached to metal or clothing to protect the object's cold resistance.

It's sticky and looks disgusting. I'm afraid this is the only drawback of this hot cream.

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Another week passed.

In two weeks, everyone in the cave was finally healed. The wound on Dai Lau's shoulder gradually healed, leaving only a terrible scar. However, this beautiful man who used to pay great attention to appearance did not express any dissatisfaction with this scar at this moment. For more time, he instead stroked the scar on his shoulder, feeling the dull pain in it, and gritted his teeth.

An's injury is the lightest among the people. She also recovered the fastest. After healed from her injury, she shrank in front of the rock wall that was almost filled with various public notices, holding her corroded bone, and constantly immersed in calculating what. In the past year, her interest has indeed become more and more obvious. It seems that the mad martial arts have a tendency to completely turn to the flow of technology.

And idiot...

Left fist, squeeze tight. release.

Right fist, squeeze tightly. release.

He silently experienced all parts of the body, and after confirming that his actions would no longer cause any pain in the body, he opened the closed glasses.

And this day, the snow stopped.

...

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The moment the snow stopped, did it mean that the beast trapped in the cage finally broke out? Does it mean that the city that is finally welcoming the sun will once again be covered by a blizzard?

The answer...just the opposite.

The idiot didn't rush out in a hurry. Two weeks is enough time for him to calm down.

He knows his strength very well, and he knows more about the terrifying caused by the third sword Xia Lan. Even Shang and Chongming, who were urged by the power of the second prison, were defeated in that clash one after another, which had to make the idiot re-examine his current situation.

Direct challenge, undoubtedly looking for death.

He is not naive enough to think that he is really immortal, no matter how tragic the situation is, he will always survive.

In this world, the one who rushes to the forefront with enthusiasm will always die the fastest. The legends of those heroes can only be given immortality again and again in legends and stories.

Therefore, the idiot did not move. He wants to let himself rest and study the mystery of the third sword with great concentration. Only after he truly learned the third sword, Xia Lan, would he have the qualification to go to rescue.

And Dai Lao, who has been clamoring for revenge...

He didn't make much movement either.

To everyone's surprise, he didn't raise his sword and rushed out in the first place. Instead, he tore a gem from his tattered costume and went down the mountain without a sound. In the afternoon, he came back again, the gem in his hand was gone.

"I have called reinforcements."

Dai Lao pinched the sword again and slowly said, "For another gem, that person will send my password letter back to Fengchusha. At that time, I will wipe out this rebel group in one fell swoop!"

Dai Lau was not a fool, and two weeks was enough to calm his mind. He is very clear about the strength comparison between his own and the opponent at this moment, and it is no different from trying to die. Therefore, he must have enough patience to wait. When his big army arrives, that's the moment when he will fight that Gaia!

"Goodsay." Suddenly, Walnut said, "How is the situation in the town?"

"Hmph, it looks good. Order is in order. But I believe it will change soon."

"Just like he gave me a chance, I will give him another chance."

Dai Lao squeezed the sword and walked towards the snowy field outside——

"I want to beat him upright... I must let him know who is the worthy warrior of the king!"

After speaking, Dai Lao took a step forward.

"Ah! Master!"

Zatt, who was sitting by the door, had been hesitating about something ever since Dai Lau went down the mountain. Now seeing that Dai Lao wanted to go out to practice sword again, he finally plucked up the courage and spoke.

"what's up?"

De Laura lowered her body to keep warm clothes, revealing every inch of muscle inside, staring at him fiercely.

"Master...if possible, can you let me give some pointers? After all, I have played against that Gaia, and I am familiar with his swordsmanship. Moreover, I also have a set of swordsmanship, I want to make Master, please refer to..."

Familiar with?

In terms of familiarity, Dai Lao has fought against Gaia for a hundred rounds. Who is familiar with? As for the swordsmanship that Zart said, Dai Lao didn't even look at it, and he snorted: "Are you trying to insult the surname Goodsey? I haven't fallen to the point where a traitor can teach it. "

After speaking, he ignored the convulsive Zate again, and walked straight to a snowy area far away from the cave, where he practiced hard.

Without finding the heir, Zat seemed very unwilling. But he couldn't yell at his master, nor could he just instill his knowledge of swordsmanship into him. But when he shook his head, his gaze was sweeping across the cave...

The idiot shrunk in the corner appeared in his sight.

…………Think about it carefully, what is the combat power that oneself can possess now...

Dylaw Goodsay is undoubtedly the leader of combat power.

Eun Nolius, once the mad martial arts erupt, the strength is not inferior to the peak state of Dai Lao.

But other than that, there is only this trash left here, a daughter with a big belly and a princess who doesn't know the least amount of fighting. Is it possible to win with only two players?

Impossible... absolutely impossible.

Right now, the most important thing is to increase combat power. Even if it's just a single soldier, even if the increased combat power is extremely small, it is better than nothing!

Now, there is a boy here. Although he has hardly spoken in the past two weeks, judging from the attitude of others toward him, he should be completely ignorant of martial arts. In that case, just...

"Child, come here."

"…………………………"

The idiot was silent for two seconds, and finally, he stood up.

Zat smiled and took the little boy's hand, turned his head and smiled at the three women over there. Especially, he smiled at Walnut: "His Royal Highness, I will borrow this child for a while, I hope you don't mind."

Walnut didn't know what Zat was making when she fell, but she nodded slightly. After getting the consent of the supreme leader, Zart took the idiot and walked quickly toward the snowfield in the opposite direction from Dai Lao. Soon, they stood on a hillside with a little firmer snow and stopped.

"Huh... My boy, if it's not a critical situation, I wouldn't teach you this set of swords casually. But now, in order to increase combat power, I can't care much. You can learn as much as you can teach you, and you have the right to deal with it. "

As he said, Zart broke off a branch from a dead tree and slowly made a circle in the air. It seemed that after making sure that he would not let go, he took a deep breath and said--

"My boy, this sword technique was excavated from an ancient tomb when I was young. Maybe you would say that I robbed the tomb, then I will recognize it. Anyway, this sword technique has kept me in the midst of my life, and I haven't encountered an opponent. ."

Branch, pointing to the ground. In a pose that made idiots very familiar. Dimie was smiling, and his jet black pupils were slowly expanding...

"The name of this set of swordsmanship is called Six Swords. Fortunately, I learned the first five swords. Since the following three swords are too complicated, I didn't even learn the last one, so the last three I won’t teach you the sword anymore. I only teach you the three swords in front of you. You can see clearly, first of all, this is the first sword, sorrow..."

The breeze swept across Zart's temples.

Before the branch in the middle-aged man's hand was lifted, the breeze passed between the sparkling flint and disappeared. It wasn't until a moment later that the hair of Zat's temples slowly broke and fell...