Heaven is mighty, and there is no self-anger.

When Li Xunhuan held the flying knife in his hand, Weijia Quartet acted with the sky.

Li Xiu pulled Xiao Zhao out of the wooden house slowly with Xiaoyaozi on his back, and his eyes were focused on them in the drum mountain. Li Xiu didn't have a knife in his hand, but the terrifying sword intent took care of everyone. Li Xiu knew that this sword intent was scattered in all directions, but it was the reason why he controlled it. This sword intent has infinite magical power, and what he points at is even if the heroes bow down. But this is not Li Xunhuan's knife, nor is it Li Xiu's knife.

Li Xunhuan's knife is never aggressive, Li Xiu doesn't have his own knife intent yet, and the knife heart is not his knife at all.

Xiao Li Flying Knife is a knife that contains the power of gods and demons. This knife can only be used by Li Xunhuan, and only the knife that Li Xunhuan shot can be called Xiao Li Flying Knife.

There were 3 super-first-class masters present, and there were also 2 grandmaster-level masters. Li Xiu's sword intent was not concentrated on any one person, because it was Li Xunhuan's sword intent that he summoned and obtained. That is the most essential chivalry, everyone killed by Xiao Li Feidao deserves death and cannot be saved. Don't make a knife for fame, don't make a knife for profit, don't make a knife for money. The sword is used to save people, the sword is used to eliminate evil, the knife is issued for love, the sword is issued for preaching, and the knife is issued for justice.

This is the belief that runs through the soul. Martial arts beliefs, sword beliefs, and the belief of standing in heaven and earth. It is this belief that has created an impossible miracle - Xiao Li Flying Knife.

At this time, in the martial arts world of Jin Sheng, no one had heard of the magic of Xiao Li's flying knife. However, when the sword intent descended on this plane, even Xiao Feng, who was the strongest in the field, broke out in a cold sweat. The warrior's instinct told him that this feeling of being topped, the scythe of the god of death had reached his neck, and the hairs on his body stood up. All of his thoughts were condensed on Li Xiu. It doesn't feel like it's the prey of a hunter, and it's like a premonition that you're going to die in the next moment. This is the constant alarm message from the intuition of a martial artist, and you have nothing to do but pray with your eyes intact. If you run away, the moment you turn around, you will fall forever, there is no second possibility.

Xiao Feng finally understood why Murong Bo was at a stalemate with Li Xiu in front of the hut that night. Why was he still absent-minded when he descended the dragon palm to hit him? Xiao Feng could even imagine how dangerous Murong Bo's situation was at that time. If there is no killing intent, and there is no locking, the sword intent alone can achieve such an effect. Then at that time, Murong Bo was locked by Li Xiu's sword qi machine that had been stimulated with killing intent, and how thrilling it was to lock his faith. He also instantly understood that his second brother was indeed not suitable for holding swords and axes. The slender, clean fingers should hold a throwing knife. The small willow leaf flying knife, even the throwing knife mass-produced in the blacksmith shop, will be called the most terrifying weapon in the world. No weapon could be more dangerous than it at this time. Even if he broke through the grandmaster-level combat power of a super-first-class master like this, he definitely didn't dare to say that he could block that momentary edge. Suddenly I remembered the voice coming from the wooden house: the moment he held the flying knife, it was beyond the limit of human beings, it was a god walking in the world. Yes, Godborn, control the life and death of all. This is already something that only the Divine Descendants can do.

Li Xiu didn't care at all about the people present who were in a cold sweat. Slowly put Xiaoyaozi on the bluestone, and Deyi jumped on the bluestone with a smile on his face and said: "How is it, Daoyou, you don't doubt my strength now, right?" Hahahahaha"

The laughter of the second middle school broke through the solemnity in the air of Drum Mountain. The sword intent just now seemed to be an illusion and disappeared without a trace.

Wu Yazi knocked Li Xiu's head fiercely, and sneered: "What's the matter, that rebel was not scared to death by you, and he is still alive and well." Watch him run! "These two people talked very happily here, one was like a fairy among the gods, sitting on the bluestone with an elegant posture and outstanding demeanor; A Taoist heart is transparent, like a child who has done something "big" and is begging for an adult's reward. Xiao Zhao couldn't help but smile like a flower, and he was shocked by the years in an instant.

Ding Chunqiu instantly knew that something had happened, and just now Li Xiu's sword intent was added, the kind of fear he had never had in his life. Even Li Qiushui had never put so much pressure on him. The fear of dying at any moment, the feeling that every cell in my body was trembling. Li Xiu's combat power is already unfathomable, plus Xiao Feng, whose combat power has broken through the sky, is eyeing him, and an old thief who can't see the depth hates himself. If you don't leave at this time, you won't be able to leave for a while. The mind is turning, and the light power is instantly opened to the extreme. I have to say that every disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect is a masterpiece of a generation, and he will leave as soon as he says, and he will make up his mind to fight to death every minute and not look back. And no matter how fast he runs, his movements are elegant, like fairies.

Li Xiu still didn't move, the knife intent was in his body, this was God's vision, his eyesight was raised to the limit, every minute of space on the earth was under his control, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and the contraction of every hair on Ding Chunqiu's body could be seen clearly and clearly. His muscles trembled every minute under the drive of light work, his qi and blood were running little by little, and the seemingly unpredictable footsteps in Li Xiu's eyes had insight into every landing point and falling time. Although this kind of demonic vision is amazing, what is even more amazing is Li Xunhuan's sword intent, which exists between heaven and earth, as if it existed in a shocking place thousands of years ago. The soul was instantly repaired to a perfect state by the sword intent, and it was so transparent that it did not fall into the dust. There is no trace of darkness and confusion, and the people who should be killed are killed. For the justice of heaven and earth, although the human heart is like a ghost domain, there are too many beautiful things in the world, and the greatest and strongest qi between heaven and earth runs through the whole body and supports the body. The fingers were strengthened enough to flick a drop of water up and down. Twist your fingers to hold the knife, start with the handle, and the size and weight of every point of the knife are clear in your heart. The knife is not for himself, he is used to the world, and he has no regrets about the knife.

Li Xiu was intoxicated with Li Xunhuan's sword intent of being big and strong, and being strong and trustworthy. I finally understood that the qi of heaven and earth runs through my body, but the qi in my chest also runs through heaven and earth. This is a mutual process, but this qi is exactly what Mencius said: "It is difficult to say." It is qi, the largest to the strongest, and it is harmless to be directly raised, and it is stuffed between heaven and earth. It is also qi, with righteousness and Tao; Nothing, discouragement. It is born of righteousness, and it is taken from the unrighteousness. If you are not careful, you will be discouraged. "Qi said Haoran, take the sky out of the knife, and cut all the ghosts in the world. Use the knife in your hand to slash out a clear clear sky. With this penetration, the qi that supports the will of heaven and earth comes out of the sword, and the power of this knife can naturally cross time and space and kill everything.

At this moment, the long-lost righteousness returned to Li Xiu's body, which was the power of will, the power of humanity, and the power of heaven and earth. It turns out that the secret of Xiao Li's flying knife is like this, Haoran righteousness runs through the knife intent, and the secret that does not need to be issued is to bring the knife out of the sky. The knife is the will of heaven and everything in the world, and the power of this knife is naturally unstoppable. All the resistance in the world is the mantis arm, and the hao hao soup is just crushing.

Ding Chunqiu is very confident in his light skills, although his poisonous attack is shocking to the world, although his transformation of his Dafa martial arts has changed. But Ding Chunqiu is more confident in his light skills than in all his martial arts.

There is no other reason, there is a great fear between life and death, and there is also a great opportunity. Ding Chunqiu has been frightened about this matter since the moment he pushed Wuyazi off the cliff, and the old guy didn't see anyone alive or dead. No one knows when the old guy who learned to be a celestial man will appear in front of him again. He knew how much strength that old guy had. Although his uncle Li Qiushui is also indirectly involved in the world of Wuyazi, Ding Chunqiu also knows that a woman's feelings are the most unpredictable in the world, who knows when the old woman will remember her friendship with the old thing, and when she saw that she was unhappy, Bai Hong's palm power flew over. Of course, compared to his uncle Li Qiushui and master Wuyazi, he was more afraid of the one in the Tianshan Vulture Palace. The Eight Desolations and Six Combinations are the only ones I respect, but Wu Xingyun's feelings for Wuyazi are well known to everyone in the Carefree School. Ding Chunqiu had countless midnight terrors, that short and tall figure, the overwhelming palm power of Yang Ge Tianjun slapped his head into flesh. Ding Chunqiu knew that his uncle had a deep affection for the old guy, and once she knew a little bit of news, it would be a situation of endless death. The martial arts of the Xiaoyao faction are unparalleled in the world, and the people of the Xiaoyao faction are even rarer in the world, killing people for friendship, and killing themselves as traitors to the sect that killed the master. There is no justification for that.

The patriarch of the Xiaoyao faction, Xiaoyaozi, is a pedantic celestial. The Eight Desolations and Liuhe are the only ones, rejuvenating and rejuvenating every thirty years, entering the Tao with martial arts, and having the ability to break the void is almost immortal; Tianshan Zhenmei handification is infinitely limited, and all the martial arts tricks in the world are used by me; The six yangs of the Tianshan Mountains are boundless, and the soup is just to the yang; Xiao Wuxianggong simulates the world's martial arts, and it also has the ability to stay in the face, which is also a great advantage over the Tianxian Dao after that; The Northern Spiritual Skill takes its own dantian as the Northern Underworld, the opponent as the stream, and the heaven and earth as the river, which is domineering, even in the ancient period of the flood famine, it is enough to shock the world. But what Ding Chunqiu taboos is the martial arts of the core disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect - Ling Bo Weibu.

Xiaoyaozi's teaching philosophy is quite advanced and reasonable, not only teaching students according to their aptitude, but also teaching this supreme light skill taken from the I Ching to every disciple. If you can't beat it, you must always be able to run, and the gentleman will take revenge from morning to night. Li Xiu also admires this concept very much, and his admiration for Xiaoyaozi is like the surging water of the Yellow River.

Ding Chunqiu knew the power of this Ling Bo microstep, and knew that any of the three elders were an existence that he could not provoke. You can't beat it, so you can work running. The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and Ding Chunqiu's killing of the master is naturally beneficial, and the fragments of Ling Bo Weibu and the fragments of the Northern Shengong that he obtained turned into two swords under his study. One is the Dafa of transforming the color that everyone in the rivers and lakes talks about. Another light skill is a light skill that he has never mentioned in front of people - leisurely travel.

Fluttering like a frightening and graceful swimming, these eight characters are the core of Ding Chunqiu's getaway, and he hides it very deeply from this set of light exercises at the bottom of the box. The few steps that were inadvertently revealed seemed to be fairy, and this was also the origin of his carefree old immortal. The place where this light skill was founded was to escape for his life, so that Ding Chunqiu could walk out of the sea of stars with high spirits, and the confidence that this light skill gave Ding Chunqiu can be imagined. At this moment, Ding Chunqiu was already almost at the mouth of the valley.

Li Xiu smiled weirdly and said softly, "Murderer, damn it." ”

Suddenly there was a darkness between the heavens and the earth, as if all the light had disappeared. There is no time, no space in this silent mountain of drums. There is no sun, moon and stars, and there is only a little cold light. Everyone's eyes were attracted by this brilliant sword light. In the eyes of all people, there is nothing else in their minds except this little starlight.

They didn't know that at the moment when their minds were attracted by this cold light, a fruit knife in the back of Ding Chunqiu's neck was inserted straight into the nerve center, the plastic handle was close to the neck without any gaps, and the blade passed through the throat trachea more than 2 inches.

Ding Chunqiu didn't know that he continued to move forward, and Taniguchi was getting closer and closer, which was an infinitely happy thing. But why, why is your energy getting weaker and weaker? Why? Why is his vision getting blurred? Why? Why is the ground getting closer? Why......

[Crazy Chinese Girl is rushing to the level, hehe. It's a chapter today]