"Tu Ling's knife style is a guillotine, shocking iron gate, only the void traces are left on the blade, and the head of the person is cut off and killed."

"Tu Ling's knife style is the second, slow slashing and slow knife, not winning quickly with a knife, wisps of smoke fluttering, taking the soul as the energy and the spirit as the source, it is a knife that fights for life, and it is a knife that kills people."

muttered softly in his mouth, but the movements in Xiang Chen's hands were not slow at all. When the three wisps of soul were sucked away by his Mud Pill Palace, the scabbard held in his left hand had been slowly lowered, and the blade held in his right hand was pointed at the sky and held high above his head.

The blade is straight, the spine is facing face, the edge is forward, and the angle is as if it had been accurately measured with a protractor.

The three wisps of souls that were absorbed by the Mud Pill Palace, no matter how they cried wolf when they entered the Mud Pill Palace, they were powerless to resist, and they could only let themselves fly uncontrollably, and it was not the mini Xiang Chen sitting in the Mud Pill Palace that absorbed them, but the three-sided statues under them that had opened their mouths into the abyss.

The three-sided statues, each absorbing a wisp of soul, for a while, the red yaksha was extremely red, the black Shura seemed to be able to absorb even the light, and the golden Arhat was made of golden light, as if it could form a Bodhi relic in situ.

As for the ghost crying wolf, it is completely gone, the so-called soul is scattered, nothing more than that, I don't know if there is really a Huangquan Difu in this world, but no matter what is wrong, Uncle Tai stabbed three people, and he must not even have the right to reincarnate and reincarnate, how sad.

This knife style can be called extremely cruel, at the beginning of its establishment, Xiang Chen was just to deal with special circumstances, and wanted to create a knife style that did everything but pursued the ultimate power, but he didn't think that Tu Lingce would be against the Uncle Tai family as soon as it came out.

Used to sacrifice knives, just right.

When the three-faced statue fell into a manic state after swallowing three wisps of soul, Xiang Chen, who held the demon knife high, was not comfortable, his mind was swollen and his feet were floating, and he only felt that his brain was about to burst for a while.

For him now, it is not a problem for the demon knife to come out of the sheath in a short time, and the impact of the demon qi has little impact on him after being filtered by the three-sided statue, but this knife style, although it is terrifying, has to devour the souls of others, and the devoured person must also hate Xiang Chen, and all kinds of resentment and miscellaneous thoughts and vicious thoughts have impacted, so that the mini little Xiang Chen sitting on the three-sided statue has a painful expression.

This knife must be cut out immediately.

The tip of the knife went straight forward, the mouth of the giant crocodile had completely enveloped Xiang Chen, the shape of the gang qi was like a living thing, the smell of fish was already clearly audible, Xiang Chen no longer hesitated, and a knife mixed with resentment and despair was cut off on the head.

"Tu Lingce, today's evil soul is in trouble, don't give up the knife!"

No matter what kind of grudge you have in this life, today I will cut off your reincarnation, and your soul will be scattered and there will be no afterlife, and the past grudges will also disappear.

A knife out, the wind and clouds suddenly change.

Whether it is the Shura Pupil, the Great Collapse, the Black and White Impermanence, or the Guillotine, they are all the products of the combination of the three paths of anger, strength, and killing.

It was also a coincidence that Xiang Chen created this knife that day, he just rubbed and sharpened the demon knife and felt something in his heart, the knife technique was self-contained, and he knew that this knife was a knife that was above his current understanding of martial arts.

It's like a God-given law, you know what it is, but you don't know why it is.

Even the name of the knife technique "Reluctant Knife" was not what Xiang Chen thought, but naturally appeared in his mind. Reluctant, why reluctant? Is it a resentful soul who does not give up grudges? Or is the knife reluctant to give up the soul?

This sword technique is not so much what Xiang Chen himself has understood, but rather ...... It is a knife technique engraved on the demon knife itself, and Xiang Chen is just a reader.

Although he had never tried it, when Xiang Chen knew that this knife technique must be terrifying!

Why did he summon the black-armored and red-faced Arhat bone before the knife came out? Although there are reasons to do everything in their strength, there are also factors that increase their carrying capacity, otherwise Xiang Chen doesn't know, when he is reluctant to cut out, whether the majestic power will make him seriously injured and dying, and whether the evil thoughts that come from the backlash will damage his soul.

The Martial Intent Body is never as simple as the secret method to elevate one's own star level, and ordinary people's Martial Intent Body either increases strength, speeds, or increases the increase of such and such attributes.

Xiang Chen's three armors, the Arhat bone increases the strength, and at the same time increases the overall carrying capacity of the body, the Black Shura hand armor sharpens his attack, and the red yaksha fanged mask stabilizes his divine soul, making his anger erupt spontaneously.

Coupled with the reluctant sword, the two phases are superimposed, this is Xiang Chen's confidence, so that He Chuan does not have to worry about attacking the light wall by himself, and he faces the martial arts master alone!

……

Bang!!!

Nowadays, everyone in this world always has a little faith in their hearts, maybe the faith is too empty, so to speak, you have to believe something, especially the martial arts, or believe that there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, or believe in the infinite road of heaven, even if it is good to believe that people will win the sky, otherwise this precarious day is too dark and desperate.

No matter what you believe in, you don't believe in miracles, and you don't believe that Xiang Chen, a fledgling new martial arts master, can save his life in the hands of a martial arts master.

When the huge crocodile that covered the sky and the sun fell down, when the mountain peak was shattered, the gravel fell down, and the entire mountain was dozens of meters shorter, no one believed that Xiang Chen was still alive.

When the giant crocodile dissipates, the black-clothed golden rope that was originally considered a talent has turned into a mess of inseparable mud, and I am afraid that no one will be the slightest strange.

Jiang Taiyan's pretty face that made the imperial capital fascinated was as white as the first snow of the wax moon, and the biting lips were even more oozing blood, which made Yang Qianqian's two daughters on the side mentality, the life and death of her lover were uncertain, Xiang Chen just came to her and ended up like this, how could she not be sad and desperate, if it weren't for the edification of the Jiang family for more than 20 years, she was afraid that she would have passed out at this time.

And Uncle Tai, who had just received He Chuan's knife, had just suppressed a mouthful of blood in his throat, and he was too lazy to look at He Chuan's doomed mountain river, looked at the collapsed mountaintop, sneered, and didn't bother to pay attention to a hairy boy who loved to show off, just commented plainly "arrogant and ridiculous".

If you want to say that you believe that Xiang Chen is not dead, I am afraid that only He Yixuan is the only one, he has witnessed Xiang Chen's growth for so many years, how many times has it been impossible to make it possible, but it is not so much to believe as it is to make herself believe, which can be seen from her trembling softness in holding the sword.

A beautiful girl in a white gauze muttered to herself: "You turned the tide in the freshman competition that year, your uncle's family chased you and didn't die, and the tribulations of the moon couldn't keep you...... Xiang Chen, you won't fall here, come out...... I...... Please......"

Whether you are pious or not, there is always heaven to listen to, and although the Arabian Nights is a story, it may not be true.

seems to be in response to He Yixuan's murmuring, it is already a disfigured mountain top that has been ravaged by giant crocodiles, and it is not a mountain peak at this time, after several collapses, the mountain is a few heads lower than the surroundings, and the unshaped mountain suddenly brightened.

The body of the giant crocodile as fierce as a living creature suddenly froze, as if something was constantly stirring in its mouth, and when the leather armor above the crocodile's head bulged violently with a huge roar, everyone was finally shocked and changed, and the uncle of the person concerned was even more angry and his eyes were round.

He could most clearly feel that his mortal gods were collapsing.

"What...... Things ......," Uncle Tai muttered to himself angrily.

Rumble!!!

When the leather armor above the mouth was torn apart, a large piece of Gang Qi erupted out, and the whole damaged giant crocodile completely disintegrated, turning into a piece of Gang Qi, producing some last residual power.

The turbulent current of Gang Qi completely smoothed out the mountain that was already half a bed, and all the way to the foot of the mountain, pieces of rubble exploded, and a figure shot out of the Gang Qi, flying upside down from this mountain, crashing into another mountain wall, and the whole person was sunken in.

When people looked at it, all they could see was the broken black hand armor, the broken golden bones, and the fanged mask that had been shattered to the point that it was only half cut off.

His clothes were even more ragged, and the blood stained the strips of cloth scarlet red, but the gold rope around his waist was still shining.

Jiang Taiyan, who was already desperate, was full of cleverness, He Chuan, who was a little hunched on his back, smiled with relief, and He Yixuan's jade hand that had been holding the scabbard slowly loosened. Looking at Xiang Chen, who was not a living dragon and a tiger, but was just embarrassed and lifeless, everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded for a long time.

"If this son is not removed today, there will be no peace in the uncle's family." Sun Xian, an idler who was in a coma on his shoulder, said despite the ugly face of his uncle.

Xiang Chen is dead, and everyone will not praise the strength of the grandmaster. Xiang Chen is not dead, so this matter is not simple.

A young man in his early twenties who had just entered the martial arts master saved his life after receiving a full blow from a martial arts master full of murderous intent, which he had never heard of for decades, and I don't know if the god of war and his old man and those few human heroes who saw the end of the dragon had such a feat.

If Xiang Chen doesn't die today, he will definitely be an eagle striking the sky and swimming all over the world in the future, and the young grandmaster is already a great praise for Tianjiao, but today, no matter whether they will think it is an exaggeration in the future, but there are indeed people who have produced the words "Young Male Master" in their hearts.

The teenager does not refer to age, but he feels that Xiang Chen is even expected to be the master.

Everyone was tumbling in their hearts, but Uncle Tai didn't speak angrily, he didn't even care to look at Xiang Chen who flew out, and he didn't care about thinking about making up for the blow, just stared at the turbulent flow of Gang Qi below without blinking, which ...... It was as if something was about to burst out.

Howl!!!

The miserable howl made everyone within 500 meters subconsciously cover their ears, just listening to this sound, they all felt miserable, and they were shocked to see, in the turbulence of the broken crocodile, a crescent-shaped knife with a length of 100 meters and only a knuckle width was slashing leisurely.

The speed is not fast, even a little slow, if someone is so slow to wield a knife on weekdays, they will be ridiculed, but at this time, no one can laugh.

I don't know if it's an illusion, some people always feel that behind the crescent-shaped knife, they saw three illusory figures with shackles, and the faces of the figures couldn't be seen clearly, but they were definitely hideous, painful and resentful, but under the resentment, they pushed the knife slowly forward.

Uncle Tai stood in front of the knife angrily, he wanted to hide, of course he could dodge with his speed, and it was too late to even run thousands of meters and run back.

But he couldn't dodge, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't, so he could only watch the evil spirit slowly come towards him with a knife.

Because there seems to be some kind of rule that binds him in the dark, this sword must be hit, and this has been decided from the moment the knife is slashed, just like a person who dies and cannot be resurrected, and his soul must be reincarnated after going through the six realms, which is the most reasonable.

Reluctant to give up the knife, Xiang Chen sacrificed the three souls to the three-sided statue, or the knife sacrificed to him, in exchange, in addition to the peerless power, there is also a rule.

Can't dodge.

(PS: This knife technique is very critical)

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