Chapter 37: Knife Bearing
Li Feng, who jumped into the crack, only felt a burst of strong light coming, which made him can't help but close his eyes.
After a while, Li Feng felt that his eyes were no longer so uncomfortable, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a two-person tall pitch-black boulder standing in front of him, and nothing else.
"What's going on?" Li Feng exclaimed when he found that he didn't have any strength in his body, as if he had never cultivated.
"I have sealed your cultivation into a seal, and when you can split that stone with a mortal body, you can come out. At this moment, the voice of the overbearing old man resounded throughout the space.
Hearing this, Li Feng let go of the fear in his heart, held the Guilty Crazy Knife in his hand, walked to the pitch-black stone, and slashed hard.
"Ding" The sound of the collision of the two hard things sounded, Li Feng looked at the boulder that did not leave a trace in a daze, and slashed again without believing in evil.
"This...."Li Feng was dumbfounded, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the pitch-black stone in front of him, there was only one thought in his mind, he was trapped!
"What about the god soldiers, not even a broken stone can be split. Li Feng looked at the bullying mad knife in his hand, shook his numb arm, and said with a look of disgust. The sound of knives sounded in the space, as if with a sense of grievance.
"I'm going home! Li Feng's face was full of distress. It is only when he is alone that he can indulge himself so much. There are too many constraints and busyness in the outside world, and here, time stands still, and he can squander it to his heart's content.
Li Feng lay down on all fours, looked at the pitch-black space barrier, and slowly closed his eyes. He just wanted to get a good night's sleep at this time, and he had experienced too much during this time, which made him tired.
Outside the ruins, the Blood Demon was full of irritability, and said angrily, "Why hasn't this kid come out yet?"
Ye Jianying chuckled and said, "What's the hurry? It's just that the treasure stays in that kid's hands for a while." "His eyes are full of covetousness for the treasure of the relics.
Wu Zheng's face was full of hideousness, full of killing intent towards Li Feng, Li Feng's sneak attack made him just want to torture Li Feng to death, and he didn't care much if he could get the treasure of the ruins.
A hint of mockery flashed in Jing Lian's cold eyes, and she couldn't raise a trace of interest in these so-called geniuses who couldn't see the situation clearly. Only Li Feng made her heart full of curiosity.
"Knife, what is a knife?" A soft voice sounded in this silent space, Li Feng opened his eyes violently, flashed a trace of confusion, and fell into comprehension. The hand subconsciously waved the Guilty Crazy Knife.
"The knife, what I hold is the knife, if the heart is the knife, everything is the knife, the direction of the heart is the point of the knife, and the road I take is the way in the knife. ”
Li Feng only felt a mysterious feeling filling his mind, holding the Guilty Crazy Knife, and couldn't help but slash at the pitch-black stone.
"Boom!" Li Feng looked at the pitch-black stone that cracked a crack with surprise, and finally gave him hope.
Then, Li Feng took out the guilty crazy knife technique and carefully comprehended it.
"If you want to go to the soul with a knife, you must first fall into madness. The first form, a thousand cuts are endless! It's just fast!"
Li Feng muttered, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, the faster the speed of the knife, the stronger the explosive power, if you want to make the knife fast, you must cultivate hard!
Immediately, his eyes were cold, and he held a bullying crazy knife in his hand, and slashed towards the pitch-black stone.
"Bang!" The pitch-black stone trembled slightly, and a slight knife mark appeared, Li Feng saw this, his eyes were cold, he immediately put away his knife and stood up, and the next moment he slashed out angrily again, Li Feng fixed his eyes, there was still only one knife mark, and immediately shouted: "Come again!"
Woohoo!
"Come again!"
Woohoo!
The sound of knives and shouts were mixed together, resounding throughout the space, and Li Feng seemed to be tireless, frantically chopping the pitch-black stones. It wasn't until his wrist was swollen and he was weak that Li Feng stopped panting and resting.
And at this moment, the pitch-black stone was already covered with dense knife marks, and Li Feng slashed out at this time, and there were already a hundred knife marks. Cultivation was sealed, Li Feng was like a mortal, he could only rely on his body to recover automatically, and during this time, Li Feng continued to comprehend the Guilty Crazy Knife.
In this cycle, Li Feng, who was immersed in knife practice, forgot time, forgot everything, and only had a knife in his heart.
"The first type, a thousand cuts!"
A loud shout rang out violently in the space, the pitch-black stone shook wildly, Li Feng gasped, looking at the thousand knife marks, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Finally practiced the first pose.
Li Feng collapsed to the ground weakly, waiting for his physical strength to recover, looking at the bullying crazy knife in his hand, a sense of pride arose.
"The second form, ten swords to break the extreme! With the power of a thousand swords, it is fused into ten swords, and it is destroyed to the extreme!" Li Feng's mind came to the second form of the guilty crazy knife method of enlightenment, no longer wasting time, boring cultivation of the second form over and over again, Li Feng's eyes were always firm and persistent.
Before you know it, a thousand knives turned into five hundred knives, and then into a hundred knives.
"The second type, ten cuts to break the extreme!"
"Bang!" On the pitch-black stone, ten huge openings were opened, at this moment, Li Feng no longer stayed, and continued to cultivate the third form, wanting to leave this ghost place in one go, such a lonely place, that is, Li Feng's strong will, can hold on for so long, and if he is someone else, he will go crazy a long time ago.
I don't know how long it has been, Li Feng stood quietly with a knife, his body seemed to be filled with knife intent, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the pitch-black stone in front of him.
"The third type, one sword!"
Where the knife passed, there seemed to be an extreme sound of breaking the air.
"Bang!" the pitch-black stone instantly halved in half.
"It's done. Li Feng smiled with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, the whole person was wrapped in a mysterious power and slowly disappeared into this lonely space!
The entire space was silent again, and only the pitch-black stone that was divided into two interpreted the suffering of cultivation.
Looking at the familiar hall and the surging power in his body, Li Feng took a deep breath, looked at the guilt with his eyes, and chuckled: "I succeeded." "Although Li Feng's cultivation has not improved this time, his combat power has risen by a level compared to before.
The overlord's cloudy eyes were full of gratification, and he smiled: "You have succeeded, become a real sword cultivator!"
Hearing this, Li Feng nodded lightly, and the irrepressible explosion of sword intent in his body, although he was still immature, he revealed the ultimate intention of breaking through heaven and earth.
"From now on, you will carry the Guilty Crazy Knife on your back, so as to hone in the tacit understanding between you and the Guilty Crazy Knife, so as to achieve the unity of human and knife!" Guilty said softly, and the whole person turned into a phantom and merged into the Guilty Crazy Knife.
Hearing this, Li Feng gently patted the Guilty Crazy Knife, signaling that the Guilty Knife wanted to leave here, and then, he put the Guilty Crazy Knife on his back and slowly stepped out of the hall.