When the sun was setting, more than a dozen miles away from their destination, they hid their car in a wooded area by the side of the road.

Chu Tian took out a bag from the trunk of the car and threw it to Chen Ci: "There is a pistol in it, you keep it for self-defense, remember to save your life." ”

"Boss, what about you?" Chen Ci was greatly moved, he knew that having a gun in his hand was equivalent to an extra life.

"I have other weapons, and pistols are dispensable to me. Chu Tian pulled out a warrior scimitar from the carriage as if by magic.

This scimitar was made by him not long ago in the shape of a god-killing knife. Holding the scimitar, his self-confidence grew.

"Wolves!" he exclaimed inwardly, and the scimitar stabbed out flatly, but an ordinary knife seemed to have magical power, which could give people the illusion that they could not resist.

One move and seven styles, virtual and real, virtual and real as you like, no matter how you block it, you can't stop it, especially with the yin and yang eyes, it is invincible.

The starting style is like this, once the second move is practiced, the power will be doubled, so that it is superimposed all the way, and the power is theoretically practiced to the seventh power, not seven times the power of the first move.

Besides, you have to slowly fuse the seven moves into one move to be considered a great success. This is a terrifying astronomical number, and once it is practiced, it is really possible to split Huashan.

Looking at the scimitar in the boss's hand, Chen Ci shook his head, he wondered if he was squeezed dry last night and was dazzled.

"Boss, your knife is very strange, what's the mystery?"

"I just used some magic. "Chu Tian didn't tell him the truth, it was his own secret and wouldn't tell anyone.

"Let's go!"

He took the lead along the path, walked for an hour, and night had fallen.

At this time, the woods were too quiet, and the original sound of the wind and cicadas seemed to have disappeared, except for a few bird whimpering in the empty air with the smell of blood, as if a soul was groaning in pain.

In the sky, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the whole land was shrouded in darkness, and the original fangs and claws of the woods were also soaked in a dead light, which seemed so depressing.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot through the night sky and was reflected in the pupils of an owl, glowing blue. Then, the clouds slowly began to withdraw from the sky.

A waning moon appeared, glowing red with blood!

"Boss, it's a blood moon, there are rumors in ancient times, there must be a blood disaster in the blood moon now......" Chen Ci worried.

"Just be careful, you should be fine. Chu Tian pinched his fingers and continued to go deeper.

They were no strangers to the law of the jungle, and walked around the ancient road for another hour before entering a canyon.

"Judging by the map, this should be the place. Chen Ci looked around and said.

According to the information provided by his subordinates, this is the moat that has existed since ancient times, and there is a legend that it was cut by the ancient power with a sword.

The canyon is thousands of meters deep, only more than 30 meters wide, and I don't know how many miles long.

Climbing the ancient vines vertically, it was only after an hour that I went down to the bottom, and when I looked up, the trees on both sides slanted out, and I couldn't see the sky.

They turned on the flashlight in their phones, shone on the ground, and found that they had stepped on a pile of bones, roughly estimated to be dozens of skeletons, without the slightest sign of weathering and no dust.

Judging by the length of the bones, the deceased was nearly three meters tall before his death, more than one-third taller than modern humans.

"Well, these aren't modern people!" Chen Ci's voice trembled slightly, and the fingers of his right hand rested on the trigger of the pistol.

"Go ahead and take a look!" Chu Tian also tightened the scimitar in his hand, his expression was a little solemn, he had killed many wicked people, but the unknown thing was the most terrifying.

Continuing to walk along the canyon, the bones gradually decreased, but there was an invisible sword aura that filled the body, rushing into the human body.

"Giggles, boss, it's cold in here. Chen Ci was invaded by the knife qi, his whole body was cold, and his teeth collided unobeyedly.

"Then you go back first, if you don't see me come out after a day, you go back first, rest assured that I won't die so easily......"

Chu Tian knew that it would be difficult for Chen Ci to go any further, so he commanded helplessly.

Although he himself felt a little pressured, he was able to move on, and he was still a little excited, as if there was a gravitational pull in his heart.

"Okay, be careful!" Chen Ci turned around and left, he was afraid that if he held on for a while, he would be cold to death.

Chu Tian gritted his teeth and stepped out with heavy steps.

As he continued to go deeper, a trace of knife qi seeped into his body, and the scimitar in his hand seemed to be trembling.

This is an invisible sword intent, an understanding and even perception of the knife, which is subtle in martial arts.

Subtlety, see the subtlety, and see the details.

Reaching the subtle realm, you can subtly control the knife technique, the power can be concentrated in one point, and you can cause the greatest damage with the least force.

The subtle realm of martial arts is to turn the human body into a calm lake, where any breeze can ripple and then gradually turn into stormy waves.

This is a realm that can only be achieved after a thousand tempers, but very few martial artists can do it, because it requires extremely high talent and great opportunities.

It is already difficult to do it in the subtle realm, and it is a higher level than the subtlety of the mystery.

The mystery is the essence of martial arts, simplifying the complex and returning to the basics, which belongs to the pre-realm of the law.

Those who can grasp the mysteries are powerful, and those who can control the laws are the gods of creation.

And after the law is the Tao, there are three thousand avenues in the world, and those who have mastered the three thousand avenues belong to the ancestors......

Chu Tian's sword technique was only practiced the first move "wolf drive", and his control of the knife technique was only scratching the surface.

However, entering the micro realm is not to be able to comprehend it after practicing to the great success, and it is possible to reach the micro realm just by practicing one move in a lifetime.

Chu Tian still had no way to comprehend the subtle realm, but he felt that this artistic conception was very wonderful, and he felt that if he comprehended it, his strength would soar like a rocket, and it would be of great benefit to his future practice.

This is an opportunity!

"Fight!"

While enduring the invasion of the knife intent, he resolutely stepped forward, feeling the subtle knife intent.

At this time, the skin on his body cracked like a spider's web, and small knife wounds opened one after another, and a trace of blood began to emerge.

What he didn't know, however, was that the sword intent had stimulated the powerful life force of his body, and it was quickly repairing the wounded place.

His deep eyes widened, and a faint light flashed, and he seemed to see an old man with white hair and white beard chasing and killing a strong woman of the Shura alien race, and the old man held a knife in his hand and slashed at the Shura alien clan.

"Death, alien!"

A plain knife, the speed is not fast, and it is not wonderful, but it has the charm of great ingenuity.

"I remember your sword, and I will take revenge on him one day. ”

The beauty of the Shura alien race could not escape, and was slashed into the ground by this ordinary knife, and the earth was also cut by the sword light An unfathomable crack......

Since then, it has become a moat.

And after countless years, although this sword intent has weakened a lot, few people can still resist.

Chu Tian is an exception, if it weren't for the vigorous vitality in his body, he would also die here.

He forgot the time, endured the severe pain, and felt the knife intent like a demon, and he swung the scimitar in his hand a few times from time to time......

"Subtlety!"

I don't know how long it was, maybe ten days, maybe a month, but he focused his strength on the blade and slashed hard at the rock next to him.

"Boom ......"

A plain knife left a knife mark more than one meter deep on the stone wall.