"The next tombstone," Qin Feng picked up the sword and continued forward.
With Hei Jiu's help, Qin Feng had almost mastered all of Fan Sun's ancient fencing techniques. Even the most noble step in swordsmanship, the Shadow Sword, could be fully comprehended. With this foundation, learning these fencing skills again was natural and easy.
After some time had passed, this was the seventy-first year since Qin Feng had instantly entered an eye-opening world.
He had been practicing Ninety-four Swordsmanship, which was named so.
Qin Feng sheathed his sword and finally took a breather.
Run!
The others hesitated and then moved straight ahead, into an empty ladder. Even the ninety-fifth tablet of swordsmanship was ignored.
