Murderous qi is not a kind of energy, but tends to be close to a kind of aura and magnetic field, born from the heart and moved by God.

It is also a breath of death.

Since Dai Daojin cultivated the "Yin and Yang Sword Chapter of Life and Death", his understanding of murderous qi has become more and more thorough, this is not a embodied ability, but the spirit often produces magical effects.

Murderous aura is a special aura left on your body after your hands are stained with blood, attached to your spirit and heart, this kind of person often makes ordinary people chill with a look.

When Dai Daojin was in his first life, he had seen extremely vicious murderers, they did not have a vicious face, but their eyes were often extremely powerful, revealing a sense of coldness and tyranny, and they had also seen butchers who slaughtered livestock for many years.

Because the murderous spirit is directly perceived by the enemy's spirit, it is the spirit that directly attacks you, and weakens your strength from the spirit.

People in the martial arts era tend to stay away from their voices and sensitive, so they are more likely to detect murderous aura.

It's an instinct.

However, when martial arts are practiced to an extremely high level, they are often able to restrain their own essence and spirit, including murderous energy, which is to be round and consistent, and the gods will not leak out.

Dai Daojin, who was holding a long knife in his arms and wearing a black robe, stood on the treetops as if he had no weight, looking ahead.

Not far away, a group of horses galloped over, all of them were Dongying warriors with swords in their hips, about seventy or eighty people.

In the blink of an eye, we were near.

Dai Daojin's face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, and the wisps of spirit around him spread out, eroding away towards the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Shhh...... Sizzle"

The horses in front of them seemed to be frightened, their hooves raised high, and if it weren't for the samurai sitting on horseback, they would have to be lifted off their horses.

The leader held the hilt of the knife in his right hand, looked around vigilantly, and raised his left hand.

The person next to him saw it and asked, "Lord Takeda, but what did you find?"

Kazuo Takeda's face was solemn, he glanced at the horse who was reluctant to move forward, and said in a deep voice: "It's too quiet, everyone be careful." ”

Everyone immediately listened carefully, and found that in addition to the sound of heavy breathing of the horses under everyone's crotch, there was no sound of birds and insects chirping in the dense forests on both sides, and they immediately became vigilant.

"Qiang"

"Qiang"

The sound of drawing a knife is endless.

Kazuo Takeda held his knife and shouted: "Who? sneaky ......"

Before he finished speaking, a sword aura was like a white match, and it arrived in front of him in an instant.

Kazuo Takeda was startled, swung his sword to block, and flew backwards violently.

"Snort...... Ahh

The horses under the seat were instantly split in half, blood splattered, and the smell of blood dispersed, making everyone more and more uneasy.

There was a sound of soft footsteps, and everyone looked up, and a black robe appeared in the eyes of everyone present.

The reactions of the crowd were mixed, some were frightened, some were resentful, and some were excited.

Those who are frightened are afraid of the knife in this person's hand, those who are resentful kill their teachers and relatives because they hate this person, and those who are excited can kill this person and step on this person's reputation to make a name for themselves.

Kazuo Takeda is the senior brother of the second-rate sect master, and it is he who unites the thirteen schools and intends to besiege and kill Yagyu Danma Mamori to avenge his junior brother.

"Yagyu Jubei!" Kazuo Takeda glanced at the horse corpse on the ground, and stared at the man not far away with an ugly face.

Dai Daojin's eyes were cold, and he glanced at this group of people, and his body was like a real divine aura, which made people feel chills when they looked at it.

Look up at the sky, through the gaps in the leaves, and look at the bright sunshine.

He said softly: "Aren't you looking for revenge on me? I sent it to the door myself, so you can go up together." ”

Kazuo Takeda had never fought with Dai Daojin, and the confidence of the warrior made him not afraid, and shouted: "Yanagi Shibei, suffer death." ”

Rushing in.

Everyone behind him glanced at each other and rushed forward.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Dai Daojin glanced at the people in front of him, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, his eyes were slightly closed, and in the nebula world, it seemed to be vibrating, and the ripples were like water waves.

If you look down at the Nebula World, you can see that at the far north of the Nebula World at this time, it is red at some point, as if it was shrouded in blood-colored mist, filled with coldness and dead silence, and the sight of it reminds people of death and destruction.

Dai Daojin's long knife was held high, his mind spread out to drive the gods, and he silently made the seventh style of the "Life and Death Yin and Yang Sword Chapter".

He whispered in his mouth: "People are destroyed." ”

Just as the long knife was swinged, the blood-colored area of the Nebula World suddenly shrank, and then suddenly swelled again, as if breathing.

"Boom"

The blood-colored sword light burst out, and it was extremely tyrannical.

In the eyes of Kazuo Takeda and the others, they saw that the eyes of the Yanagi Shibei suddenly glowed red, and then a red light appeared in their eyes, and the blood-colored sword light was like countless martial arts, and there was nothing else.

There was silence in the room, as if the two sides were still on both sides.

Kazuo Takeda puffed out his eyes, stared at the long knife in Dai Daojin's hand, and said in a low voice.

"Demon... Demon... Knives"

Immediately, with a bang, a big skull was surging out of blood, and it was half in the air.

All the others, some were split in half, some were separated from top to bottom, and some slowly slipped from their shoulders to their waists and abdomen, and the bloody breath in the field rose to the sky.

Dai Daojin looked at this scene expressionlessly.

He whispered: "Between life and death, yin and yang are separated, and in the vast sword light, the mud plough body is combined." ”

"Hell? Hell. ”

Then he slowly returned the long knife to the sheath and turned to leave.

......

In the mountain behind the manor of the Yanagi family, in the originally abandoned house, three smelting furnaces were newly built at some point, and a fire had already burned inside.

From time to time, Dai Daojin looked up at the furnace to observe the fusion of charcoal and iron sand, and after the proportional fusion, a kind of pig iron that was turned into "jade steel" by the swordsmiths would be generated.

It didn't take long for Dai Daojin to estimate that after touching the almost, the action of pulling the bellows suddenly became faster, and the impurities slowly sank, leaving only the "jade steel" part.

Dai Daojin picked up this piece of bright silver jade steel with an iron clamp and placed it on the forging table.

Stretched out his hand to pick up the sledgehammer standing next to him, nearly one hundred and eighty pounds, lifted lightly, and smashed down.

"Ding"

"Ding"

"Ding"

The sound of the blow was heard far and wide.

In the manor under the mountain, listen to the sound of tinkling in your ears.

Piao Fu tilted her head and asked Xue Ji curiously: "Sister, how did my brother become a blacksmith?"

Xue Ji also frowned and shook her head: "Sister doesn't know, brother, no one cares about what he does, even if it's his father, it's up to him." ”

Piaoxi's eyes rolled, flashed with cunning, and said in a low voice: "Sister, let's go see what my brother is doing, right?

Xue Ji hesitated a little, "Will my brother be unhappy?"

Hearing this, Piao Xi also hesitated, she was really a little afraid of this taciturn big brother, but in the end, when she was young, the curiosity in her heart came up, and she wanted to figure it out.

The two muttered for a while, and then headed back to the mountain.

......

At this time, Dai Daojin was only wearing a pair of pants, shirtless, due to the cultivation of "Yin and Yang Nine Turns", he couldn't see it when he was usually wearing clothes, but at this time, he was naked, and with every swing of his hammer, the muscles on his body bulged up like a dragon, and he felt very powerful.

When swinging the hammer, he also practiced "Nine Turns of Yin and Yang".

His eyes were fixed on the thrashed steel, observing the change in material.

"Ding"

"Ding"

With every sound, in the Nebula World, where the blood was shrouded, Dai Daojin's mental power turned into a white giant hammer, as if with the sound of this blow, all of a sudden, the red blood mist expanded and contracted, as if he was breathing, and it seemed that he was also being tempered, and every time he tempered, the red blood mist-like thing would be a little smaller.

The changes in the Nebula World naturally can't be hidden from Dai Daojin, which is also the effect he wants to see.

During this time, he finally discovered the sequelae of practicing this magic knife, not because his state of mind was too low, but because if he wanted to practice this sword technique, he had to open his heart and accept the last trace of spirit before the death of the person he killed.

That is to say, you can't defend and accept this spirit, but in the same way, if you accept this spirit, you must accept the negative emotions such as resentment and anger brought by this spirit.

Moreover, he killed too many people, and the first three lives together were less than a fraction of this life.

That's why his personality changes so extremely, and he often feels irritable and murderous.

After being aware, in order to solve this hidden danger, Dai Daojin had today's move.

It just so happened that he also needed to forge a knife that suited him, and Dongying's knife was always a little uncomfortable, so he made one himself.

The force starts from the ground, from the legs to the waist, and then the shoulders are driven, and the sledgehammer is swung.

There was a loud "bang", accompanied by a splash of sweat.

The Yin and Yang True Qi in the body rotated, and the "Yin and Yang Nine Turns" increased each other, and at the same time, in the Nebula World, the red blood mist was still expanding and contracting, accepting the beating.

His whole person is also like a rough billet, with this sound of forging one by one, thinking that at some time in the future, when the sound stops, it will be the time to reveal the peerless edge.

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