In the reckless jungle, a figure chases the clouds and the moon.

Suddenly, the chirping of small cicadas sounded all around, and the figure suddenly stopped.

The heart is irritated, and spontaneously arises.

Feng Weixuan frowned, and then raised one hand, and cold light flew out.

In the blink of an eye, the cicada chirps violently.

"It's just a cicada, and you dare to mess with my mind!"

The wind snorted coldly, and quickly chased in the direction of the cicada's song.

A moment later, he came to a mountain stream.

As soon as the person arrived, his face began to change drastically.

Intense blood, countless strange breaths, in the mountain stream, almost soared into the sky.

A tall figure stood in a pile of strange corpses, full of evil spirits, as if killing a god.

Feng Weishu was stunned, and before he could notice whether the other party was a human or a monster, he saw a pitch-black cicada docked on the other party's shoulder.

The first moment they saw him, the cicada suddenly chirped.

"Symbiotic weirdness!"

With a judgment in his heart, Feng Weijie did not hesitate to kill the killer.

Three cold rays of light shot at the other party, and the whole body moved, like a gale wind, rushing in front of the other party.

Seeing this enemy who didn't say hello and did it directly, Lu Changqing frowned.

He had been cultivating in this mountain stream for several months.

Frequent activities have provoked too many weird covetousness.

Even if there is a cicada vigilance, it still can't stop all kinds of weird temptations and attacks.

Lu Changqing couldn't practice brute force, so he simply used these weird hands.

From the weirdness of the first level of swimming, to the powerful weirdness of the resentment level later, this mountain range really amazed him.

All kinds of weirdness, and there is no shortage of weird and unpredictable existences.

The only luck is that there is no existence above the murderous level.

But this is also a pity, he has almost finished cultivating the ten forms, only the last dragon form, not very good.

But even so, he can be regarded as a small success in external refining.

Under the skyrocketing strength, he really wanted to touch the fierce monster.

These swim-level, resentment-level weirdness, he can already easily slaughter.

Even in the case of this daily practice, the Yin Cicada absorbed something on the strange corpse, and gradually condensed the body that seemed to be virtual and real.

Now suddenly a strong human man appeared, and he attacked without saying a word.

Lu Changqing naturally didn't explain anything, he did it first!

Facing the three cold rays of light that shot in, Lu Changqing did not panic at all, and simply reached out and grabbed it.

Three small throwing knives the length of one hand fell into his hands.

The sharp blade did no harm to him.

When Feng Weishu saw this scene, his eyelids jumped involuntarily.

But the offensive momentum can no longer be stopped.

The hands are intertwined, and the white light shines.

Between the lightning and flint, Lu Changqing also pulled out a short knife.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of gold and iron is endless.

A short close melee is a three-handled short knife with a violent collision.

Bite!

The tip of the knife was inserted on the back of the opponent's hand, but it was like a mosquito and fly bite, and the wind was not startled, the yuan force surged, and the white swaying knife was chilling.

He had already discovered that although the other party also used a short knife, his knife skills were too different from him.

In the collision just now, the other party completely relied on the incomparably fast speed to resist them one by one.

Even when he used the Sword Sect to learn by himself, the other party was caught off guard, and the back of his hand showed a flaw.

If you change to an ordinary martial artist, just that time, your right hand will have to be abolished.

But for some reason, the back of the other party's hand was as hard as steel.

When he staggered by, the sword of the wind turned and stabbed the opponent in the back shoulder.

Clang!

"He's got a knife too!"

This thought came to his mind, and Feng Weixuan already understood that the other party must not be a strange thing to live in symbiosis with the cicada.

This is also a human being, but I don't know how to use it to subdue the cicada.

But stopping at this time is not his style.

As the most powerful descendant of the Sword Sect's Shenxiao lineage, he didn't allow himself to even see the reality of the other party, so he scribbled it away.

Double knife against double knife!

The wind was undecided, and his right hand was raised, and the short knife in his hand came out of his hand.

When Lu Changqing was stunned, his subordinates did not panic at all, and attacked the opponent's vital point.

Suddenly hearing the sound of wind behind his head, Lu Changqing quickly turned sideways.

The flying knife that he had avoided just now actually circled back, almost cutting the back of his head.

"This kind of knife technique is really mysterious and exquisite!"

With a bright light in his eyes, Lu Changqing had the idea of stealing a teacher, relying on his incomparably fast speed to maneuver with the other party.

With each knife, the opponent attacked the point he least expected.

Every move made him unguardable.

The fast speed and the sturdy physical defense allowed Lu Changqing to withstand the biggest and most dangerous attacks as much as possible.

Slowly, the double knives in Lu Changqing's hands, after getting rid of the true intent of the Fire Burning Cloud Knife Method, the Mountain Splitting Knife, and breaking the shackles of the Evil Cross Knife Method, faintly had the appearance of the other party.

Clang! Clang!

It was another time when the virtual and the real were intertwined, and the wind broke away from the war group unconsciously.

Shaking his head, thick sweat spilled out, and he let out a long breath.

"No more fighting, no fighting!"

Lu Changqing also stopped and looked at the other party, with regret in his eyes.

Obviously, the other party still has a killing move to come out.

Maybe I should put more pressure on the other party, so that he won't let him stop so early.

Flavor Jue's gaze fell on the two short knives in Lu Changqing's hands, and he shook his head again and again.

"You really failed these two knives, and I don't know what to say about you."

Lu Changqing didn't speak, his family knew his own affairs.

His knife skills, in addition to the original teaching of the knife, are more from actual combat.

If you want to say how profound, you can't talk about it.

"Get to know it, the sword sect is undecided! I can't help but mistake you for being weird. ”

Lu Changqing's face remained unchanged, "When did you notice it?" ”

"When you use these two short knives! Although some powerful weirdness will also have strange exercises, most of them are paired with natal magic weapons. Basically, there is no one with a short knife. And, you knife ......"

As he spoke, he shook the two knives in his hands.

"It's the same as mine, it should be the weapon left behind by our Sword Sect seniors."

Lu Changqing looked at the Shenxiao Twin Knives in his hand, and suddenly said, "Then you recognize it, and you will be a killer!" ”

Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

He also knew he was doing something wrong, but that's what he was.

"Isn't it because you're very fast and have a high defense, so I subconsciously used some small smasher steps! But you seem to have stolen my sword skills, too? ”

Shaking his head suddenly, Feng suddenly lowered his head, "It's my fault for this!" ”

It's a straightforward character who has mistaken mistakes.

Lu Changqing nodded, "Lu Changqing, from Anyang Village, Lintian City. ”

The other party in Lintian City must know, but the other party may not know the name of such a small place as Anyang Village.

Unexpectedly, Feng Weixuan sighed: "Anyang Village is one of the few big villages I have ever seen, with a population of several thousand, and there are a few martial artists in the right mood, and it is estimated that it is about to be promoted to the town." ”

Lu Changqing was stunned for a moment.

When did Anyang Village have such strength?

Just as the two were talking, a cicada suddenly sounded.

Early warning?

Lu Changqing's perception range expanded, but he didn't find any weirdness of breaking in.

Is it a weirdness that blocks out perceptual abilities?

Feng Weixuan looked at the black yin cicada that flew out of Lu Changqing's body, and said curiously: "Brother, how did you subdue this adult yin cicada?" ”

"How can you tell it's an adult?"

"The yin cicada will only appear in summer, between the tour level and the resentment level. Generally, in the fall, it will automatically fall asleep. Then it will wake up after seven years, and some of the yin cicadas will wake up once in seventeen years. Strictly speaking, it is difficult for the cicada to reach adulthood. Once an adult, you will cross a level, between the resentment level and the murderous level. This is also when I saw you, the cicada, and subconsciously judged you to be weird. ”

To be able to coexist peacefully with a weird who is between resentful and vicious, it's hard not to be judged as weird.

Lu Changqing glanced at the restless cicada on his shoulder.

Having absorbed so many special substances from the monster's body, has it evolved to such an extent now?

But good, why is it so restless......

Airplanes!

The ground shook suddenly.

"Earthquake?" Lu Changqing's figure remained unmoved, but he was a little surprised.

But before the wind on the other side was resolved, his face became extremely ugly.

"Here we go again!"