Since you can't walk and can't fight, then be an unyielding sword cultivator.

Even if I die, my sword should move forward bravely without hesitation, and use my life to bloom with the demeanor of sword cultivation.

He stopped suddenly, turned around and calmly looked at the old man who was floating in the air, and after the old man stopped thirty zhang away, he slowly stroked the sword body with his right palm.

The sharp will of the sword path spread out in all directions, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Hehe, why don't you run away? Let your qualifications go against the sky, but you are still an ant in front of me. Hand over the martial arts, let go of the soul resistance, and let the old man plant the soul mark to save your life. The old man looked at the young man with his eyes closed and said very proudly.

Yu Zefeng did not answer the old man's words, but talked to himself.

"Even if I am in a desperate situation, I will never recover, even if the Tao disappears, my heart is like a sword.

"My height and weight can be measured, and my courage is immeasurable.

"Cultivation can be measured, and my will is immeasurable.

"The bones and blood can be measured, but my Dao heart is immeasurable.

"The starry sky universe can be measured, and my sword path is immeasurable. ”

The right hand threw up the slashing thought, and the sword floated in front of the chest under the control of spiritual power, the tip of the sword was facing the old man, and the sword body rotated wildly like a drill.

The more he rotated the sword body, the brighter it became, and the sharp sword qi wrapped the entire sword body, driving the air in front of him to form a whirlpool, and the ground was flying sand and rocks, and the sword qi wrapped the entire fist with both hands clenched into fists.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

"Immeasurable Fingers"

The middle fingers of both fists stretched out, and at the same time they touched the end of the hilt of the rapidly rotating sword of the sword.

"Huh"

The sword turned into an afterimage and shot at the old man, carrying an incomparable momentum of behemoth.

A fiery red round shield flew out of the old man's mustard, only a foot in size, and as the old man's spiritual power was infused into the entire shield, it became as red as blood.

The trees and flowers under the old man's feet withered instantly, and the shield flew out at great speed, colliding with the tip of the sword three feet away from the old man.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no devastating shock wave, just a slight "squeak".

The tip of the sword pierced through the round shield, but only a few inches long was exposed, and then it was stuck.

Seeing that his seven-rank shield was destroyed like this, the old man was furious, and a palm print was shot at Yu Zefeng.

In the face of the old man's palm print, Yu Zefeng had nothing to resist, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

The body that was already seriously injured, and now he used all his strength to use the immeasurable finger that he had temporarily comprehended, and both his spiritual power and soul power had been exhausted.

In the face of death, he had only one thought in his heart, and that was to stand up straight.

With a bang, everything returned to calm, and Yu Zefeng was already unconscious when the air wave hit. It's just that his body stood straight, as if a sharp sword was about to pierce the embarrassment.

Liufeng Town is thousands of miles away from Heavy Weapon City, and at this moment, in an inn in the town, an old man is sitting quietly in the room drinking tea, and there is an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy lying on the bed next to him.

The young man was none other than Yu Zefeng, and it had been three days since he was hunted down and killed.

After frowning a few times, his eyes slowly opened, perhaps still a little confused, his eyes were not anxious, and it took a while for a divine light to appear in his pupils.

Soul Nian sensed the surrounding environment, and sensed that Lu Lao was drinking tea from a zhang away, and he was relieved after all, it seemed that he had not been captured alive or died.

"Haha jade boy, you're awake, it's not bad! You can fight head-to-head with the cave void monk, although the result is a bit haha......" Seeing that Yu Zefeng woke up, Lu Lao put down the teacup and said with a smile with some schadenfreude.

"You've been here a long time ago, you have to wait until I'm seriously injured and out of strength before you make a move, do you want to see me laugh?" Yu Zefeng replied angrily, but his voice was a little lacking in qi, and it seemed that the injury had not healed yet.

"Yes, yes, who told you to look like you were going to eat me in front of the old man, seeing you being abused, my heart is much more comfortable, and the hurdle in my heart has also been overcome. Lu Lao said proudly without concealing it.

It is also true that a person who is used to freedom is still the peak of cultivation. This is the top master in the first-class forces, and it can be said that it is the existence of the dominant side.

Although he agreed to follow for the sake of the future avenue, Yu Zefeng was only a boy who cultivated as a god pill, and it was normal for him to have some mustard in his heart.

"Hey, I know that you deliberately didn't show up, but it's good that you're always satisfied, so that there will be a lot less estrangement in getting along in the future, right, what about the old man?" Yu Zefeng said helplessly, what else can you do if it's already like this.

"He's gone, don't you want Brother and Sister Mo Xun to deal with it yourself in the future? Lu Lao said casually.

"That's fine, if the opponent is too weak and has no motivation, it's not interesting, where are we now. ”

"Willow Wind, where are we going next?"

"Let's find a car! Let's leave Yuzhou and go to Baihuayuan in the Tailing Mountains to meet the little apes first. Yu Zefeng thought for a while before saying.

A black carriage was speeding on the bluestone road, and Lu Lao was leaning on the wheel in a black robe, his eyes slightly closed and he seemed to be asleep. Yu Zefeng was sitting cross-legged in the car, running the exercises to recuperate from his injuries.

After a while, he finished his cultivation, exhaled a breath of turbidity, reached out and opened the curtains, and watched the scenery outside the window quickly retreat and disappear. I secretly thought in my heart that it had been almost a year since I came out of Curtain Mountain Town, and he himself was already nineteen.

I don't know what happened to Xin'er Longshan, maybe Xin'er is still worried about herself every day! Thinking that she will be able to see them soon, the corners of her mouth can't help but rise.

The road was peaceful, and at first I thought that the Four True Pavilion would block the various passages out of Yuzhou, but it didn't.

may not have found out Yu Zefeng's life experience, but what he showed at the beginning must not be cultivated by ordinary forces.

However, this is in line with the style of the big forces, either not moving, or moving is a thunderous means.

Forty days later, Yu Zefeng successfully joined the two and two beasts in Baihuayuan. The group continued to rush in the direction of Yunyu Prefecture, but this time it was no longer a carriage but sitting on the back of the finch, which was not big among the flying spirit beasts, only more than two feet old.

But its back is also a square and a half, and there is no problem for a few people to sit down together.

All the way over countless majestic mountains and mountains, it only took half a month to cross the two major mountain ranges of Tailing and Heimu, enter the territory of Yunyu Prefecture, and then continue to fly towards the Wuyin Mountain Range.

Yugufang has been abandoned since it was looted by the people of the Stygian Mountains a few years ago, until a few people settled in the valley a year ago.

Later, it was discovered by some casual cultivators, and they began to slowly stay here, and after a long time, this place naturally became a trading and repairing place for casual cultivation in the Wuyin Mountain Range. Although it is not as lively as before, there are hundreds of people coming and going every day, and it is quite lively.

In the deepest part of the valley, there was a small courtyard with acres of acres, and at this time, three middle-aged and eleven or twelve-year-old boys were sitting around the stone table in the courtyard chatting and talking, and several people seemed to be discussing cultivation.

In a two-story attic not far away, a young girl dragged her cheeks and looked at a few people in the courtyard, but her eyes were scattered and a little distracted.