Asking the sky is not wrong, Feng Danquan is indeed the only heir of the crazy knife Hu Yixiao. In the late Qing Dynasty, there was a mysterious figure in the Dragon Kingdom, this person was born with a hand, and the hexagram was extremely accurate, and he could be called a first-level cattle man who knew three thousand years before and thirty years later. His name is unknown, only that this person's surname is Kong, so he is called Kong Banxian. In addition to asking hexagrams and feng shui mystical arts, Kong Banxian is also proficient in Qimen Dunjia art, and his own martial arts are also among the top masters. Such a person is no longer something that a genius can describe, if he is born a few decades later, I am afraid that the dragon soul will have to pull this person into the gang. But then again, if Kong Banxian was really born a few decades later, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the opportunity to learn so many skills.

Kong Banxian never married a wife in his life, and only accepted two disciples. The eldest disciple Yang Nan was not suitable for practicing martial arts because of his weak body, and he was almost obsessed with metaphysics and mathematics, so Yang Nan only inherited Kong Banxian's innate questioning hexagrams, feng shui mystics and Qimen Dunjia techniques, but he had never touched martial arts. The second disciple Hu Yixiao is just the opposite of Yang Nan, this person is obsessed with martial arts, especially loves to play with knives. Every time I fight with someone, I don't want to die, and crazy people are afraid of people, and the name of crazy knives comes from this. Hu Yixiao was disdainful of those occult arts, and only barely had contact with them under the majesty of his master. Some people say that the two disciples of Kong Banxian went to their own extremes, because he had already calculated it, and it was impossible to find out what the facts were.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Kong Banxian, who was already more than 120 years old, sat down in the Immortal Peak, and after the two disciples buried him, they went their separate ways. The eldest disciple Yang Nan has been buried in the mountains since then, painstakingly studying the metaphysical mathematics passed down by Kong Banxian, and finally became a generation of great masters, but unfortunately he is an unknown great master. Yang Nan, like his master, never married a wife for life, and only accepted a highly qualified disciple in his later years to teach him what he had learned. After following this disciple for more than ten years, one day, a person who claimed to be the leader of the second generation of the Dragon Soul, codenamed "Deputy Seat", found this place and begged Yang Nan to come out of the mountain to help. Yang Nan, who was already confused, was reluctant to go out of the mountain again, and after a long talk with the deputy seat, he may have been moved by the words of the deputy seat, and let his only disciple leave with the deputy seat on the second day. This disciple, who didn't know anything about martial arts, but was so proficient in metaphysics, mathematics, and formations that he didn't make a second choice, joined the dragon soul under the recommendation of the deputy seat, and changed his name to "Wentian" from then on.

On the other hand, Hu Yixiao, the second disciple of Kong Banxian, went down the mountain to join a rebel army after breaking up with his senior brother, and since then he has been working hard for the revival of the Dragon Kingdom. In more than 30 years, Hu Yixiao has changed several rebel armies, and even served as a bandit in the green forest. Later, the Little Worm Country invaded the Dragon Kingdom, and Hu Yixiao and a group of brothers ambushed a unit of the Little Worm Country in a nameless hill, and after a series of bloody battles, Hu Yixiao's side was finally wiped out. But Hu Yixiao did not die, he was saved by a person who went into the mountain to collect medicine, although his life was saved, but the lower half of his body was paralyzed and ended up as a lifelong cripple. The disheartened Hu Yixiao has lived in seclusion in the neighborhood since then, because he was grateful to the medicine picker for saving his life, he made an exception and accepted the three-year-old son of the medicine picker's family as a personal disciple, and taught him what he had learned, and his disciple was Feng Danquan.

Although Hu Yixiao is not proficient in the formation, he has been with his master and brother for a long time, and he understands a little bit about it. Moreover, he likes to compete with others, especially with his wooden senior brother, which is his only pleasure besides practicing. Therefore, although he is not good at the formation, he has an attachment to breaking the formation, and every time Yang Nan learns a new formation, he learns how to break this formation, and the half-immortal is also happy to compete with the two brothers, so he does not stop it, but teaches it very carefully. Hu Yixiao not only taught Feng Danquan the sword technique, but also taught his understanding of the formation method and the method of breaking the formation to Feng Danquan. Therefore, Feng Danquan immediately broke the formation after recognizing the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array under Wentianbu, which was also thanks to Hu Yixiao's selfless professor.

The night in the capital is very windy, and the cold wind is blowing hard and drilling into people's necks. Feng Danquan ran fast against the strong wind, although his face was very calm at the moment, but in his heart he was setting off turbulent waves.

A master of formation, a person who can arrange eight golden locks, what kind of concept is this? This kind of thing is mysterious, and even his master Hu Yixiao only knows half of it. Hu Yixiao once told him: "If one day you meet a master of Buqimen Dunjia, run as far as you want." Feng Danquan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence before, and as he grew older, his knowledge became wider and wider, and he gradually knew that the master's scruples about Qimen Dunjia were not unreasonable. Qimen Dunjia Technique is something that has been passed down by the ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom for thousands of years, although it has been deleted, reduced, and passed on very little, but the power is still amazing. Back then, Zhuge Liang piled up a few piles of stones, and laid down a gossip array to trap and kill an army of 100,000, what kind of concept is an army of 100,000? No matter how arrogant Feng Danquan is, he knows that it is impossible to compare with the ** of 100,000 people, let alone 100,000 people, let him run away. However, if he encounters a master who is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, if this person is a little more ruthless, he will definitely make ten times as many people as one hundred trapped in a pile of stones forever.

Thinking that he had broken the legendary Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation with only a meager amount of formation knowledge taught by his master, Feng Dan couldn't help but feel scared for a while. In fact, Wen Tian still overestimated him, Feng Danquan was not an amazing talent like Kong Banxian, and he only learned a few big formations such as the Eight Gates Golden Lock and the Bagua Array, and he only stayed on paper to talk about the experience. If Wen Tian had just laid out not the Eight Golden Locks that Feng Danquan was familiar with, but replaced with other formations, I believe Feng Danquan would definitely not be able to escape. Therefore, as soon as Feng Danquan was freed, he immediately escaped without the slightest hesitation.

I don't know when the sky has begun to be cloudy, and the clouds of the black crows and crows have shrouded the entire sky of the capital, and the night that is already invisible is even darker than ink.

"Boom!" a muffled thunder finally pierced the sky, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart, and exploded in my ears.

Feng Dan's galloping figure stopped and looked at the dark country road in front of him and muttered, "After all, I still can't hide." ”

"Your sword is very fast, but your light skills are not very good, and it is not difficult to catch up with you. "There was the sound of the night on the dark road ahead.

Feng Danquan smiled disdainfully: "What the Sword Realm is pursuing is to give up my domineering spirit, what's the use of light work?"

"Yes, the knife is not as elegant as the sword, nor as flexible as the gun, but the knife has an incomparable domineering. A knife is neither out nor dead. To play with a knife is to play desperately and play domineering, which is the highest state of the knife. After learning light skills, you will be bent on escaping, as long as you have cowardice in your heart, it will be difficult to maintain the ruthlessness of the knife. Tianxiao praised: "It is worthy of being the descendant of the mad knife, I heard the elders say when I was young, the mad knife stunt is aimed at, and there are not many people in this world who dare to fight the mad knife head-on." The crazy knife abandoned the traditional knife path frame style, created its own no moves, and the crazy knife had few opponents in his life. It's a pity that I haven't had the opportunity to meet this senior, but I didn't expect to meet his successor today. ”

Feng Danquan smiled lightly: "Your kung fu is not bad. ”

Tianxiao smiled softly, and his movements could not be seen in the dark, but Feng Danquan heard a soft buzzing sound in his ears, which was the sound of a sword unsheathed. Just by listening to the voice, you know that this is definitely a good sword. Before the sword came out, the sword qi was already sharp.

"Wow!" a soft groan, as if there was a cold light in Tianxiao's hand, and it flickered. The long sword out of the sheath buzzed happily, and it seemed that even the sword felt the strong battle intent, and it was very excited. Tianxiao stroked the sword body and said, "What I have in my hand is the seventy-third rank on the Tianxiao Sword Dragon Kingdom Divine Soldier Spectrum. Although I don't dare to say that cutting iron is like mud, I can still do it lightly. ”

"Divine Soldier Spectrum?" Feng Danquan muttered, Hu Yixiao had mentioned the Divine Soldier Spectrum to him, and Hu Yixiao said that his Xuantie Cold Knife Blood Drink given to him by Kong Banxian was ranked seventy-sixth in the Divine Soldier Spectrum. It's a pity that after Hu Yixiao died of depression, the blood drink also lost its former glory with him. When Feng Danquan buried Hu Yixiao with his own hands, he also left the blood drink to be buried with Hu Yixiao.

Tianxiao thought that Feng Dan had never heard of the divine soldier genealogy, and explained: "The divine soldier genealogy of the Dragon Kingdom was compiled by a Jianghu stranger during the Song Dynasty, and then another Jianghu stranger perfected it in the late Ming Dynasty. It records all the famous divine weapons that have appeared in history since the creation of the Dragon Kingdom since the creation of Yan **, and the rivers in your hands are also among them. Ranking ninety-one in the genealogy of divine weapons, Chuanliu is one of the three famous weapons built by Mu Zichuan, a famous craftsman in the early Tang Dynasty of the Dragon Kingdom, in his lifetime."

Feng Danquan smiled faintly: "I didn't expect my river ranking to be so low?"

"Don't underestimate the divine weapon genealogy, all the weapons recorded on it are all famous divine weapons, even if they are the weapons after the hundreds, they are all the treasures that martial arts students dream of. It's a pity that in the thousands of years of inheritance of the Dragon Kingdom, most of the divine soldiers have long been lost, and more of them are accompanied by those kings and generals in history, buried under the ** soil, and no longer the day. It's like the river in your hand will spread abroad, if you don't get it by chance, I'm afraid it will never return to China in this life. ”

Feng Dan said with a hint of sarcasm: "I can't see that you are still an angry young man." ”

"Angry Qing?" Tianxiao smiled dumbly: "I'm not angry Qing, I'm just heartbroken about those treasures that have been passed down from the Dragon Kingdom for thousands of years." ”

"Boom!" At that moment, a violent thunder suddenly exploded in the sky. It was as if the high God was finally angry, and it seemed that God was going to tear the whole world apart, and the thunder resounded in the sky, as if the whole sky was about to collapse.

A miserable white lightning bolt accompanied by a violent thunder finally brought a brief light to this dark world. The lightning reflected the whole world in a miserable white, a miserable white sky, a miserable white capital, and two miserable white figures standing in the distance on the country road.

At the same time, Wen Tian, who was left far behind by Tianxiao on the outskirts of Beijing and didn't follow, looked up at the sky with a pale face and muttered: "Thunder **? God, are you going to be angry? Or are you crying for him?"