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The sky, which had just been sunny, was covered with dark clouds in the blink of an eye, and large black clouds slowly pressed down on the ground with thunder.

It was like a terrifying giant palm, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky suddenly became dark.

Crackling... Rumble!

A pillar of purple light pierced through the black clouds, fell from the sky, and hit the ground, and a vertical lightning rod with a length of 100 meters trembled fiercely.

The sky was lit up for a moment, and all around it was a plain of weeds, densely overgrown with more than half a man's height.

In the center of the plain, there is a thousand-meter-high big knife slanted into the ground, the blade is pitch black and flashes with the luster of thunder and lightning under the light of lightning, as if there are purple pythons entwined and swimming around the knife body, it looks terrifying.

The blade has no sheath and no words, but when you see this big knife, you should naturally understand that this is the East Knife Gate.

Beneath the slanting blade is a ten-meter-high iron gate, in front of which stand two guards dressed as swordsmen, wearing hats, and the rain trickles down the edge of the hat, reflecting white light in the light of lightning.

Suddenly!

The white transparent rain line was covered in black, like a mirror tube accidentally shining on a figure.

Someone!

Someone is coming in the rain!

The two swordsmen raised their heads suddenly, their pupils shrank, and a line of blood appeared around their necks, and the next breath, blood sprayed, as if drawing two red rings in the air.

Puff puff puff!

The two corpses fell to the ground in response, one palm slid slightly, two hats between their fingertips, one was worn on top of their heads, and the other was thrown behind him and shot straight out for a hundred meters.

The high-speed rotating hat is like a blade, cutting through the endless rain curtain.

A big hand pinched the hat steadily, shook it, covered his head, and said lightly: "It's really a rainy season." ”

This person is tall, shrouded in a black robe, and his face is covered by a hat at the moment, but it is not easy to see clearly, and he can only hear the voice with a strange hoarseness, as if the sand and metal are rubbing, there is a very special recognition, just listening to the sound, it seems that you can feel a cold killing atmosphere.

The night rain, the black clothes, the cold voice, all together, are just four words "The one who comes is not good!" ”。

"Sect Master!"

The man was followed by a few people who exuded indifference, all standing quietly in the rain, letting the rain wash away and slide down the cold cheeks.

They are tall, short, fat and thin, but they have one thing that is extremely unified, that is, they all seem to be killers who have come out of the darkness, and they all exude a faint killing intent.

Like dry ice soaked into the bone marrow, it may not be indifferent, but it is definitely decisive enough, and between the decisions is the slaughter of life.

The moon is dark, the rain is cold, and when the door is extinguished!

The heavy rain diluted the smell of blood, and the rain crackled and splashed on the ground inside the East Knife Gate, and no one noticed that the guards at the door had been killed.

It was probably because of this sudden heavy rain, most of the disciples went back to their rooms to take shelter from the rain, and the guards were also lax to the extreme.

After holding the hat, the black-robed man stood under the big knife, and as soon as he lifted his feet, the whole person followed the big knife like flying, and two or three flashes appeared at the hilt of the knife that was as long as his ten bodies.

I saw that his body leaned back, and the whole person hung upside down at the hilt of the knife, and the black robe was spread out downward, like a black sun wheel, and the rain was splashed violently.

"Hey, hey!"

The man laughed, holding the hat with one hand, and at the same time locking the handle of the knife with both feet, and a stream of heat rose from the top of the whole head, steaming the rainwater dry.

Looking up from below, it looks like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and an insignificant ant trying to shake a giant, but in reality, the scene is quite the opposite.

With the man's movements, the big knife, which weighed as much as a thousand pounds and was as heavy as a small mountain, made a strange clicking sound, as if it had really been pried by some terrifying brute force.

It's obviously an ant-sized thing, but it really shakes the mountain-like big knife, which is a visually striking scene.

The rain curtain in the air seemed to be shocked, and for a moment it was still, and a circle of white ripples rippled in the rain, spreading sharply.

In the next moment, the rain fell to the ground with a bang, ten times faster than just now, and fell to the ground, like a bullet smashing down, and the splashed ground made a "pop" explosion.

The man hanging from the hilt of the sword, his legs, waist, and spine made a popping sound, and his slightly arched back was like a fierce dragon, and the joints were arched, bursting out with terrifying power.

Zi Ri!

There was a very harsh grinding sound, and the oblique hilt seemed to be stuck by a pair of giants' hands, and then it was brutally smashed downward, and the handle was pressed down, so the sword that was pierced in the ground naturally had to rise upward.

Click... Cha!

The ground suddenly shuddered, and a crack opened a long crack along the point where the tip of the knife pierced into the ground, and the stones inside shattered and burst outward.

Immediately after, countless cracks spread out like broken mirrors towards the periphery, and the ground seemed to soften in an instant, and after countless cracks, it collapsed very irregularly.

The ground shook violently!

The tip of the knife fixed in the ground, with a black and bright tip dozens of meters long, broke through the ground, like the years that had been sealed in the dust for thousands of years, and finally unsealed.

The heavy rain washed the dirt off the knife's body, and the harsh sound waves echoed.

The first to bear the brunt was the ten-meter-high iron door, which instantly caved inward, bounced off the ground, and exploded in the air.

This time!

Let's turn the time forward for about 5.6 minutes, change the perspective, and see what's going on inside the East Knife Gate?

The most central location of the East Knife Gate, surrounded by a very classical style pavilion house, each one is not high, the planning is very neat, the square is located, in the center is a main hall.

The specific style and shape, and there is no need to pay attention to it, and look, the first thing that catches your eye in the main hall is a few flickering torches, the lights are bright, at least the whole hall is still like daylight.

Three rough-looking, shirtless men sat on the ground, squeezing their eyebrows and glaring as if they were arguing fiercely, and each of them had a three-meter-long knife in his hand, the blade of which was sheathed.

One of them, a one-eyed man with a scarred face, opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be torn apart, and his voice was very loud and ugly, "What do you say from the side of Liufengmen?" ”