Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 56: Turn! The fucking Spring Rain turns twelve times! (Please read on)

Duan Yun was very impressed when he heard that Brother Murong had reached the seventh level of Spring Rain. After all, he had only reached the third level after practicing for several days, and he had no idea about the fourth level.

Well, he reluctantly acknowledged this guy's title of swordsmanship wizard.

But he still had a confusion, and said: "You are the seventh level, what is the strongest person in your Murong family?"

The Murong brothers pondered, "Except for the ancestor who returned from the Twelve Divine Valleys, I am the one in the Murong family who has practiced the Twelve Spring Rains the most deeply. The strongest is naturally the ancestor. It is recorded in the family tree that the ancestor faced the Crazy Mountain Sword Emperor on the banks of the Fanshui River. It can be said that he encountered the strongest opponent in his life.

In that battle, he activated the twelfth level of Spring Rain to the eleventh level before he won. "

Duan Yun said, "In other words, the strongest one that has ever appeared in the world is the Eleventh Spring Rain? Didn't your ancestor also use the Twelfth Spring Rain?"

Brother Murong looked at him with strange eyes and said, "'Twelve-fold Spring Rain' is not a sword technique from the human world. The ancestor said that the ninth fold is enough to shock the gods and make ghosts weep."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I didn't tell you this before. This is also an old secret of my Murong family. My ancestor has stopped using the sword since the duel with Crazy Mountain Sword King, and his later years are unknown."

"Unknown details about his later years?" Duan Yun asked puzzledly.

"Yes, the ancestor seemed to have become a different person in his later years, with red hair all over his body. I don't know what his final outcome was, because the records related to this in the family tree have been almost wiped out, leaving only this rumor.

The successive Murong family heads took the ancestor's teachings very seriously and did not dare to practice the "Twelve Spring Rains" easily, which was related to this incident. My grandfather said that the Twelve Spring Rains was originally a sword technique of ghosts and gods. The ancestor pushed the sword technique to a level that shocked the gods and ghosts that day. This was an existence that mortals could not bear, so it led to an unknown old age. "

"I didn't believe these nonsense before, but my experience tells me that this may be true."

His sixth spring rain was like a curse that gave him five bad relationships. So after the ninth spring rain, it was not too difficult to imagine that his whole body would be covered with red hair.

The Murong brothers spoke these words quietly in this dilapidated villa, making everything around them seem even more mysterious and terrifying.

Duan Yun listened to this, his eyes lit up and he said: "It's so shocking, can we expect a future like 'Twelve Spring Rains'?"

The Murong brothers thought that these words would give Duan Yun some fear, but he did not see any fear on the other's face at this moment, but excitement instead.

It's like the price doesn't exist.

This guy is not a normal person!

After hearing about the power of "Twelve Spring Rains", Duan Yun studied and practiced even harder.

At night, the Murong brothers were wrapped in straw mats when they were suddenly awakened by a scream.

Since the last communication, Duan Yun hasn't looked for him for more than ten days, and he hasn't even been diligent in eating.

He felt that Duan Yun must have gone to polish the "Fourfold Spring Rain", which would be a very long process.

But at this moment, he heard Duan Yun's roar, something like "Fuck you!" and "Turn around!".

Obsessed?

Yuzhu Villa was dark at night, and the cold wind blew the old windows.

The Murong brothers actually felt a little fear for a moment.

He was not afraid of ordinary people going astray, but this section of cloud frightened him.

Because this guy is not a normal person even when he is not possessed!
The Murong brothers walked out of the room and looked outside with a wary look.

The light was dim on the rainy night, but at this moment, the flash of a knife was obvious.

After being washed by the drizzle, the demon sword became as gentle as a pool of clear spring water.

But at this time, what frightened the Murong brothers was the figure holding the knife.

"Turn! Fucking turn!"

"Fuck the quadruple spring rain turning!"

Duan Yun was seen standing in the rain, roaring, and slashing fiercely with a knife.

The sound of the knife was like thunder, and it was the "Qingzhe" knife technique in "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain".

The sword energy burst out from the sword, like four moon wheels intertwined together, spinning sharply, and the air in front was distorted.

The sword energy went straight through the corridor and flew to the backyard. It was not until a while later that the sound of something being chopped was heard.

The Murong brothers were stunned.

Is this the fourth spring rain?
He had worked day and night for two years to refine the third level of Spring Rain to the fourth level, but this guy could do it with just a shout?

"Turn! Turn the damn five-layer spring rain!"

After Duan Yun slashed with his sword, he continued to roar crazily.

The next moment, an even crazier scene appeared.

Five layers of sword light intertwined at different angles and flew out. !!!

Five layers of spring rain?

Damn, his fifth level of spring rain is here!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Fuck! The fucking six layers of spring rain are turning!"

When seeing the Six-Layer Spring Rain Blade flashing and flying out, the Murong brothers' eyes were dull and they slapped themselves.

The slap was not light, so his face hurt a little.

The pain felt absurd to him.

Because it means this is not a dream!
Who can master the Sixth Level of Spring Rain just by shouting?
He started learning swordplay at the age of four. He was a one in a million swordplay prodigy. After practicing swordplay for twenty years, he barely reached the level of the sixth level of Spring Rain.

And now, this guy has reached the same level as him in less than half a month.

No, it's even stronger than him, because these six layers of spring rain are more stable than him.

The destructive power brought by the six layers of spring rain was already very alarming. As the wind blew past, the rain in front of Duan Yun changed direction and went up into the sky.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"The damn seven layers of spring rain are turning!"

Duan Yun still didn't stop. The Murong brothers couldn't figure out for a moment whether Duan Yun was crazy, or they were crazy, or the world was crazy.

The Seventh Level of Spring Rain was a one-in-a-million skill that he had been practicing for nearly twenty years but had never been able to master.

In other words, he was not stable at the sixth level and did not dare to try the seventh level. He felt that even if he continued to study hard, he would not be able to reach that level within ten years.

No one in this world can reach this level when they are young.

That's why he seemed so unconfident when he boasted about the seventh spring rain.

But this guy.
Fortunately, this time Duan Yun did not "follow his words", and the sword energy he slashed out was still the Sixth Layer Spring Rain.

But this guy seems to be crazy!

"Turn! Damn twelve layers of spring rain, turn!"

What the hell does it mean to just yell “Twelveth Level”?
Why don’t you roar to the thirteenth level and fly directly into the sky?

The more you roar, the more powerful the sword energy will be, right?
This time, it was still the sword energy of the Sixth Layer Spring Rain.

Obviously, even if this guy is a pervert and not a normal person, there is always a limit.

But Duan Yun hasn't given up yet.

"Turn! Keep on turning, damn it!"

Moon-like jade sword energy flew out from behind Duan Yun and condensed into the image of the Jade Sword Immortal.

In the eyes of the Murong brothers, Duan Yun once again performed a Jingzhe move, slashing out a six-fold spring rain, and the sword-wielding Dharma image behind him, holding a magic sword, also slashed out a ray of sword energy.

The simplest layer of spring rain was cut out from the female sword fairy's Dharma image and merged with Duan Yun's six layers of spring rain.

The seven layers of spring rain transformed into an extremely bright sword energy, which swept through the rain like a swirling waterfall.

After the flash of the knife, there was a loud bang, and the rotten house that was previously covered with spider webs was shattered and collapsed completely.

The seven layers of spring rain actually came into being in such an incredible way!

This was the first time that Brother Murong saw the Seventh Level of Spring Rain. This was a realm that he, a genius in the way of swordsmanship, had been seeking but unable to achieve after practicing for twenty years, and he had not even dared to dream of in the past ten years. Yet, this guy, who was a layman just over ten days ago, had achieved it?
Brother Murong just felt a little dizzy.

He lay back down on the straw mat, wrapped tightly in it.

Outside, Duan Yun was still yelling something about "Twelve Layers of Spring Rain", but he already had a dull and numb look on his face.

crazy!

This world is crazy!

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