Chapter 415 (1/2)

Zifeng looked around. Even though he was attacked from both sides at the moment, his indifferent smile was still holding the corners of his mouth and had not faded for half a minute!

The talisman bag flashed slightly. A blunt iron was slowly held in his hand. With a finger in the air, a momentum of looking at mountains and rivers burst out. The yuan force in the elixir field surged and roared into a tide, rolling along the spacious meridians.

The dull iron without light and blade is like a red soldering iron, shining like the rising sun in your hand.

Remember the scroll that Ming handed Zifeng on that day? That's a scroll of skill that Wu Tianjie searched all over the Tianzhou Wu family library to find for Zifeng. It's also a scroll of knife skill that he promised Zifeng long ago!

”Rage tear sky knife manual!” In the deepest dark space of the Wu family library, it is covered with a thick layer of dust. Although this is a volume of mysterious level skills, it has the power of tearing the sky and splitting the earth when practiced to the extreme, but no one cares.

There is no other reason. He violently tore the spectrum of heaven sabre. Every minute in his cultivation, his mental power will sink one minute and fall step by step towards the abyss of disorder. Until one day, the spirit is completely confused, the whole person is violent, violent, inhuman and crazy in the world.

There are several generations of young people in the Wu family who are not familiar with the danger of the situation. The result of rash practice is to ruin their life. Since then, the ”furious heaven tearing blade manual” has been listed as a forbidden item in the martial arts family. No one is allowed to touch it.

However, after Wu Tianjie wasted a few days in the library of the Wu family, he did not find any other martial arts that could match Zifeng's martial arts style. There are other Sabre techniques, such as the ”overlying the sky overlord Sabre” used by Wu Gang. In the early stage of the Xuan level, the sabre technique is also the strongest except the ”violent tearing the sky Sabre manual”.

But this is far from enough. It's better to lack than abuse. Instead of letting Zifeng choose, don't waste time on second-class skills. After some thinking, Wu Tianjie added three or two sentences to the scroll, warning Zifeng about the advantages and disadvantages of this skill. As for whether to practice or not, Zifeng should consider it.

Just when he opened this volume of Kung Fu, the contradictory smell overflowed in it immediately made Zifeng burst into tears. The world laughs that I am too crazy. I laugh that the world can't see through it. Even if the world is turbid, I only know that this is the lament of the twilight. At the moment when Zifeng looks at it, I sigh out of the scroll.

original. The true meaning of this set of skill is not to pay attention to the knife technique? But experience, the sublimation of a state of mind, the power that erupts when you are facing a crisis, when your most precious thing is breathing under the shadow of death!

Even if this behavior is despised by the secular world and shameless by the righteous people, this is you! What you want to do, let go of all the shackles in your heart, get rid of all the secular shackles, and use the knife in your hand to control everything in front of you!

”Boom!” Yuan Li in Zifeng's body became furious and roared, swarming into the blunt iron on his right hand!

In the past, the scene of martial arts forcing grandpa to kneel, the scene of Wu Gang shouting loudly, and the moment when Wu Tiankui wanted to kill the Wu family in Qingyun town

His ugly face was twisted in front of him, and his anger was like the flames around him. With a startling roar, ”violent sky tearing knife!” The whole dull iron lit up completely.

At this time, Huoyan's fists were clenched in front of his chest, and an orderly rhythm spread between the strong blows. The flames on the ground burst according to this rhythm, and in an instant, they condensed into huge tongues of fire and went towards Zifeng.

Above the head, the snowflakes all over the sky are sharp as a blade. It seems that they will come in a moment.

The towering sword shaped mountain smashed over with an overwhelming momentum.

Time is fast, fast is only between breathing. However, it is so slow that Zifeng can lift the blunt iron in his hand!

Red eyes, nothing else, blunt iron waving

Once swept away, the arrogant flames around went out!