Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Knife Momentum

After withstanding the strong claws of the red leopard, Zifeng has clearly seen the fallen leaves in the Shuangdry Valley, those fallen leaves are so full of hope and new life in the eyes of Zifeng who is running, this seems to be the most beautiful scenery Zifeng has seen......

However, with a 'whoosh' sound, a crimson figure leaped over Zifeng's head and landed steadily in front of him, with a hideous face and a low roar...... The dead leaves in his eyes were obscured in an instant.

Zifeng's face couldn't help but condense, the most tragic thing in the world is not death, but to give you hope, but to make you despair. The effect of 'Three Whistles Breaking the Firmament' has begun to dissipate, and the vitality in Zifeng's body has gradually become thinner and thinner with time, at this moment, it is the consideration of life and death, Zifeng does not dare to hesitate, because the longer it drags on, the greater his disadvantage, and the effect of the Xuanyuan Fu is not as obvious as it was at the beginning, even so Zifeng still grabbed it without hesitation.

Even if there was a little hope, Zifeng was unwilling to give up, the ink knife went up, and Zifeng suddenly saw the bracelet on his wrist, which was tied to Zifeng's hand when Shui Zhilan left, and he never took it off again. At this moment, Zifeng's gaze was so soft, as if heaven and earth were also immersed in this throbbing of happiness. What red leopard, what experience...... It's all a goose without a trace, and it's deeply branded in my heart, only this memory.

The red leopard rushed towards Zifeng quickly, full of anger and fishy wind, like a wild wave towards Zifeng......

Zifeng smiled, untied the bracelet, and carefully put it in the talisman bag, he was afraid that the blood on his body would splash on it later. Laughing, laughing hysterically, Zifeng was like going crazy, squeezing every trace of vitality out of his body, and fearlessly rushed forward in the face of the red leopard's fierce eyes...... The ink knife went up, and the 'wind swept away the leaves' as if it came to life in an instant, falling from the sky, slashing towards the red leopard, no fluctuations, no sound, it seemed that there was no everything, there was only a lone knife between heaven and earth......

This small knife was infinitely put in the eyes of the red leopard, very slow, very slow, very light, but when the red leopard tried to rely on his speed to flash behind Zifeng, he found that the knife, which was clumsy before, followed him like a shadow, adjusting with the rotation of the red leopard...... The red leopard was stunned for a moment, but soon roared angrily, and rushed up as if he was facing the thin body under the ink knife......

But listening to the sound of 'poof' to the bone, the ink knife and the red leopard struck together, and the red leopard's proud claws were slashed off, and under the monstrous roar, Zifeng was hit by the red leopard's body rushing forward...... Fall in the distance.

Zifeng struggled, watching the red leopard jumping on the side with his front feet irritably, slowly got up, and rushed towards the valley, one step, the red leopard did not react, two steps, still roaring, Zifeng insisted, used all the strength of his life, and walked quickly towards the valley, close, close, there are still a few steps to step on the fallen leaves of the valley......

But the manic red leopard suddenly seemed to understand something, turned around and stared at Zifeng, stopped, moved, as fast as lightning, and didn't seem to have much impact at all......

Finally, Zifeng's weak body stepped into the valley of the double dry valley, stepped on the soft layers of fallen leaves, and saw the dead leaf butterflies hierking on the mountain wall...... The sound of the red leopard whistling sounded in his ears, and Zifeng threw the ink knife at the nearest dead leaf butterfly......

At this time, the red leopard lifted its vigorous body and descended from the air to the wind. At the same time, the ink knife also hit the clusters of dead leaf butterflies, and the scattered fallen leaves danced in the air...... That dance is so beautiful, it has been imprinted in Zifeng's heart for a long time.

The red leopard roared, threw Zifeng to the ground, and opened his bloody mouth to really kill Zifeng, who had no strength to struggle, but countless things like dead leaves appeared beside him, and with sharp wings, he slashed towards the red leopard, how could the red leopard who fell into a state of madness endure it......

So the red leopard was churning, pounced with its claws, opened its mouth and bit the dead leaf butterfly in the air, and the scene was chaotic for a while...... Zifeng didn't relax, and cautiously climbed to the side, the wood spirit talisman and the Xuanyuan talisman were used on his body, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the struggling red leopard, only to see that the original smooth epidermis was already scarred and bloodstained after holding on for less than a quarter of an hour......

The proud red leopard was still hissing, dragging the dead leaf butterflies all over its body to scurry around in the valley...... Zifeng clearly saw that in the face of the red leopard's lightning-fast claws, the dead leaf butterfly can always easily dodge, dodge and stick like the wind, and so far, the red leopard has attacked no less than thousands, but the dead leaf butterfly seems to be unharmed, still unhurried and hungry for the red leopard.

Zifeng's spiritual power firmly lassoed the red leopard, feeling the reaction of the dead leaf butterfly in the face of the red leopard's attack. Very slow, very fast, slow as a snail, as fast as lightning when moving, near and far, if if you are away...... Zifeng seemed to grasp something, but there seemed to be nothing, and the poisonous powder in the sky was thickly covered around the red leopard, and with the addition of these poisonous powders, the speed of the red leopard became more and more sluggish......

Finally, after a stalemate, the bloodstained red leopard, after attracting the attack of the valley of dead leaf butterflies, fell slowly and weakly in a pool of blood, and its eyes slowly dimmed...... At this time, Zifeng did not stay, and took advantage of the recovery of a little vitality, and quietly left the double dry valley without attracting the attention of the withered leaf butterfly.

A crisis was quietly resolved in several changes, Zifeng felt the bad body, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and his heart did not rejoice because of this, Zifeng took out the bracelet in the talisman bag and tied it to his wrist, and his desire for strength was also unprecedentedly strong.

If he had the strength, he would not have encountered today's incident, he was chased and killed by the red leopard, and he fled for his life. I will not use other hands to solve the danger, and what is more, it will not be...... Zifeng rubbed the bracelet on his wrist and looked into the distance.

After a day of recuperation, Zifeng's body returned to its previous condition. What kind of strange plant is that, how can it have such a miraculous effect, if you come across a few more plants, you can give it to your family...... Zi Feng thought in his heart, if the Purple Xuantian Crystal Spirit Fruit knew it, he didn't know if he would give Zi Feng a few white eyes.

Simply stretching his waist, Zifeng waved the ink knife, but was surprised to find that the ink knife had more things than before, Zifeng couldn't say clearly, he only felt that the power of the ink knife had increased unprecedentedly, and it seemed that no matter what could be broken.

In fact, in yesterday's battle with the Red Leopard, Zifeng touched the heavy realm of the sword for the first time without realizing it, which was not only when the warrior made the sword, but also forgot everything, and was in a spiritual level of harmony with Wanhua. At that time, Zifeng knew the way to death, and with the intention of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, he forgot everything and quietly broke through this layer of artistic conception and mastered the knife momentum.

In fact, Zifeng's harvest is not only these, but also in his blow to the red leopard, he inadvertently used the 'wind sweeping the leaves' move, you know, Zifeng experienced the battle, from beginning to end, the 'wind sweeping the leaves' move, only used to attack on the plane, and did not attack from the top down, which is also a misunderstanding that Zifeng has always fallen into......

What 'Wind Sweeps Leaves' accumulates is nothing more than the compression and control of vitality, as well as the sword momentum that lingers around it, and there is no restraint on moves. However, Zifeng had no concept of the knife momentum from the beginning, and until now he has a trace of it, and he doesn't know anything, not to mention that he is also cautious about that move, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake, but yesterday it was said that between life and death, Zifeng broke through all the shackles and completed his own leap......

Maybe it won't be long before Zifeng feels it, because he is starting to move towards the Twin Dry Valley again......