The Thousand Illusion Ancestor simply didn't go back to the door, his enemy was strong, even if he went back, the Six Peerless Sects couldn't protect him. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info However, with the war knife, the Thousand Illusion Ancestor has the confidence that after the war knife is full of secret power, he will slash three times with the wind and snow battle intent and slash the enemy. At that time, it was the time for the Thousand Illusion Ancestors to exalt their prestige in the secret realm.

Fortunately, people often come to the Black Water Swamp to explore treasures or capture secret beasts, and the Thousand Illusion Ancestor tamed this black star python and used him to lure the secret ones to come. Few of the secret people who entered the underground were able to escape his illusory technique.

Chen Feng also found in this bedroom that there was a small hole in this bedroom that led to the outside, which was the place where he encountered a strange shadow when he entered the underground. In this bedroom, the Thousand Illusion Ancestor can manipulate the shadow to be terrifying.

The Thousand Illusion Ancestor was old and a little forgetful, so he wrote down these things and put them under the futon, so as not to forget them.

Stroking the war knife in his hand, Chen Feng sighed in his heart: I don't know who created this war knife, but it can exist with such a powerful battle intent, even if the master is not around, it can still exist between heaven and earth. What kind of person will be the person who has this fighting spirit? What inspired him to be so resolute? Is that person still alive? A series of questions once again stimulated Chen Feng's curiosity about the world. The secret realm is not only Lin Moshan, but also not only the Eight Sects and Lin Mozong, and there are many amazing and brilliant characters waiting to be admired.

Chen Feng said to the battle knife: "If your master is still there, then let me bring you back to him!" ”

When Chen Feng's heart calmed down, he crossed his knees and pressed his hands tightly on the battle knife. He wants to subdue this fighting intent, but now the fighting intent has been nourished by the Thousand Illusion Ancestors, and it is no longer weak, and it is not easy to do it if he wants it to surrender to himself. Moreover, Chen Feng also had to guard against the war knife to extract his secret power.

Chen Feng slowly probed his secret knowledge into the battle knife, and suddenly a pulling force came, and suddenly, he entered another world.

The moment he entered this world, Chen Feng could feel that his secret power was suddenly drained a lot by the battle knife; If he continued to pump at this rate, Chen Feng's cultivation would soon drop by a notch.

However, the absorption of the battle knife provoked a reaction in Chen Feng's body. In the Secret Heaven Victory Realm, Chen Feng had absorbed the metal energy of an entire mountain, a small part of it was transformed into Chen Feng's secret power, and a part of it entered the Heavens and Stars and Moon Beads, but most of the secret power was absorbed by the cyan heart and lungs. By that coincidence, Chen Feng condensed into a cyan secret whirl.

In addition to knowing that the secret power generated by this secret spin had a strong regenerative ability, Chen Feng didn't know that he had other peculiarities about it. But this time, the cyan secret whirl reacted again.

The cyan secret whirl can produce secret power, but Chen Feng's cultivation is limited, and the secret power generated by the cyan secret whirl in a short period of time is also limited, which is not enough to be absorbed by the battle knife. However, it acted as an introduction, extracting all the energy stored in Chen Feng's cyan heart and lungs, which was close to a mountain, and sending it to the battle knife.

What's going on? The cyan secret whirl is its own, and although the absorption of the battle knife is large, it is not very intense, why do these secret powers flow into the battle knife almost actively?

However, Chen Feng didn't have time to think so much, so he returned to that empty world.

There are no more snow-capped mountains, no more wind and snow, no more other things between heaven and earth, only a war knife, with a sky-high fighting intent, lying in the center of this world.

Because of this sword, this world has become a world of knives. Chen Feng seemed to see the battle knife rise horizontally, and the sound of waving out of the air and whistling.

How to subdue this fighting spirit? Chen Feng felt that it was almost impossible.

Under the battle knife, Chen Feng felt incomparably small.

Standing silently under the battle knife, Chen Feng was speechless, just looking at the battle knife, silent for a long time.

What is a knife? What is Fighting Spirit? These are the two questions that suddenly popped into Chen Feng's mind.

The knife is the weapon of the main battle, majestic, heroic, fierce, like a tiger, moving like the autumn wind. "Autumn water flies on both wrists, and ice flowers are scattered all over the body. Gently look around the limbs, and do not move the dust. Sparkling and shaking the silver sea, rolling jade wheels.

The sound of the white emperor was shocked, and the light lost his youth. Murderous and gloomy, cold and crying ghosts and gods. After the dance, he returned to the purple sleeves, and Xiao Sa was full of light. "The word of mouth of the psalm speaks of the sword.

However, the gun is also the main battle; Chen Feng thought, what is the quality of the knife that distinguishes it from other weapons?

Compared with the humble gentleman of the sword, the gun is as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, and the knife is more like a martyr, brave and wild. It has been said that the sword is elegant and belongs to the nobility; The gun is lonely, as if it were a gentleman; The knife is universal and common; Swords need ornate ornamentation to reflect status and status; The gun emphasizes distance and focuses on the key to grasping the point; The knife is not so cumbersome, all you need is the convenience of fighting.

However, whether it is a sword, a sword, or a gun, once you hold it in your hand, it is for defense and protection. Even if tens of millions of people are enemies of me, as long as they have the belief that they will not lose, they will be a good fortune!

Chen Feng couldn't help but think of his own blood feud, even if his cultivation was still far from reaching the realm of Black Nightmare and Qingbo, but once he faced off, he would not be timid, but dared to rush forward to fight without hesitation. Retreat, not the character of the knife.

Chen Feng transformed his secret knowledge into the shape of a knife and held it in his hand. He felt the sword, the knife in his hand, the blood hatred with hatred, and the desolation of the sword standing alone between heaven and earth.

Even if you are like an ant, you can have your own fighting spirit, can't you?

The stronger the stronger, the more brave the battle, isn't it the momentum and will of the brave?

Thinking of this, Chen Feng felt the air around him suddenly tighten, and he felt the character of the knife.

Between heaven and earth, the wind and snow finally rose.

No matter how heavy the wind and snow are, it still can't shake the fighting spirit.

Chen Feng's eyes widened, and the knife in his hand slashed forward, piercing through layers of wind and snow.

The knife in Chen Feng's hand can only be like this, but in his heart, there is a knife. This knife soared into the sky like a jade dragon, stirring Zhou Tian cold.

The entire space suddenly emitted a loud vibration, and then, a long howl resounded between the heavens and the earth. There is a lot of joy in this long howl, it comes from the soul, and only those with a rich soul can feel it.

Chen Feng heard that this long howl came from the battle knife! The wind howled, and the sword moved, as if there was an invisible giant hand, manipulating the sword. However, the battle knife did not start to swing, but a gray shadow flew out of the blade and crossed the air in front of Chen Feng. The gray shadow gradually stretched into a line, connected to Chen Feng's body, and slowly seeped into Chen Feng's body.

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