Chapter 623 (2/2)

"Knife." Luo Feng sat on the stone bench and said to himself, "do you really want to stay here alone? You're not an ordinary weapon. You're an ancient spirit soldier. Don't you want to go outside and have a look? You'd better get a knife sister and have a good combination of two swords. It's so good... "

Damn it! It's tempting!

Luo Feng can expect that the knife will give himself the sense of disdain.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened.

A sense of great joy permeated.

Excited?

Luo Feng is stunned, lying trough, no wonder that there is a knife on the head of the color word. It turns out to be a small color knife!

In the past three months, Luo Feng has used almost any means. He is helpless with the heart of this holy sword. Unexpectedly, today's "double Swords" has a faint intention to move it.That's it!

Shua!

A blue light from Luo Feng's eyebrow center.

Blue knife light, floating in front of Luofeng.

Knife shaped.

Whoosh.

Luo Feng almost subconsciously grasped the handle of the knife. He felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he wanted to blend with the blue knife light. Shua Shua, Luo Feng immediately grasped the knife and displayed the Canghai Jue.

The blue light of the knife shines on the top of the cliff.

The king in the sword is the king in the world.

The blue knife light in Luo Feng's hands is more and more bright, just like a blazing sun. Luo Feng's eyes are hard to open.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the horizon is at this time."

The light of the knife is like a sea, and it can't be stopped.

The knife is very smooth.

At this moment, Luo Feng's mind was flooded with countless pictures.

There is endless killing, and the light of the sword is the dominant factor.

There is a horse stepping on the world, a king overlord, holding the nine Li Sheng Dao, rushing forward.

There are swordsmen from the end of the world, who kill and splash blood.

These seem to be the meanings left over from the heart of the holy sword, and are the messages left by its masters of all ages.

At this moment, all the irrigation into Luo Feng's mind.

Luo Feng's figure stopped and sat cross legged.

Luo Feng's whole body is still.

The sword recognizes the Lord.

After months of hard work, this moment came too suddenly.

This process of indoctrination lasted a whole day and a night.

Another dusk, sunset.

Luo Feng's blue knife light has all faded away, and everything is calm.

Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes, which raised a strong confidence

no wonder that the old man must insist on his own until the holy sword recognizes the Lord.

Such a huge harvest.

Luo Feng's mouth gently raised, waving, a blue light blade exposed, fierce and pressing.

After the sacred sword recognizes the Lord, Luo Feng can control it at any time.

"The last three days before the college entrance examination." At the top of the cliff, Luo Feng looked at the distance and said to himself, "it's time to go back."