Evil Shengzheng frowned and reprimanded: "Idiot, your injuries have not healed yet, and I have already told you that you ......"

"Master, I understand!" said Kumian sincerely, "but that's how my martial arts are. ”

Evil Shengzheng wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed helplessly - those who are greedy for martial arts will become greedy for martial arts and will die from greedy martial arts.

Kumian looked at Fu Hao again: "Can you meet my request?"

Fu Hao took a serious look at the bitter noodles, and finally understood what the terrible bitter noodles that Xinyi said, in fact, he had already understood it when the bitter noodles were strong to practice the ghost and the immortal body, and exchanged injuries for injuries to repel the sword guards, and now he knows it even deeper.

Be ruthless to others and even more ruthless to yourself, this is the bitter face of greed.

Faced with such a request, Fu Hao had no way to refuse.

Although he can't do anything, he can still simulate this sense of oppression.

In the memory of the Qingfeng Sword Master, there is a sword technique that has the same root and origin as his Tianwei Sword Intent, and is called Shutu.

Different paths lead to the same end, or people and ghosts have different paths.

Fu Hao still wanted to teach this sword technique to Gu Yuanzhi before, but it needed to go through some changes, and it must not conflict with the horse chopping knife he practiced.

Now, Fu Hao can use the different path knife intent to let the bitter noodles try it.

"If you see sincerity, how can you not use it?" Fu Hao smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"

They came to a place about five zhang away from the bamboo tower, Fu Hao and Ku Mian stood relatively still, and Evil Shengzheng and Gu Yuanzhi watched the battle from the sidelines.

Kumian looked at Fu Hao, who nodded.

The vast aura is like an abyss like the sea, and the huge momentum rises from the bitter face and continues to rise.

In an instant, the momentum of Kumian surpassed that of yesterday when he fought with the sword protector, who would have thought that his realm would rise instead of falling when he was so seriously injured?

Evil Sheng is sighing softly, he naturally knows that Kumian's injury has not healed, and the realm is in a state of vanity, if he can recover carefully, it is very likely that he will be blessed by misfortune and go further, but now that he is going to use force again, everything is difficult to say.

Gu Yuanzhi looked at Fu Hao excitedly, he knew that it was time to witness the true power of Qiankun's slash.

The golden light shone all around the bitter face, and the golden light gradually converged, and the whole person seemed to be plated with a layer of gold leaf.

"Don't move the gods!"

As soon as Kumian came up, he used the Immovable Divine Skill, and at present, this is also the only way for him to use the ghost and the underworld to be invincible.

Next, you only need to resist Fu Hao's first move, and use it to stimulate the meridians in the body and explore the potential, so that you can be invincible again.

The question is, can he block Fu Hao's first move?

When the bitter face performed the magic of immobility, Fu Hao also moved.

His figure was slightly heavy, his left hand was closed into a fist around his waist, and his right hand was raised high, as if he was standing on the ground.

His hands glowed with jade, and there was a flash of gold in his eyes.

Evil Sheng was watching this scene, as if he was stuck in a memory, thoughtful.

"Not good!" Gu Yuanzhi shouted in frustration, pulling the evil victory back to reality.

"What's wrong?" asked Evil Katsumasa.

Gu Yuanzhi looked at the chicken-killing knife in his hand and said, "Senior brother didn't hold the knife, how can he use a knife?"

Evil Triumphs over Good: "......"

After a while, he laughed and said, "Your senior brother's sword technique has reached the realm of not needing to hold a knife in his hand, so you can take a good look at it!"

As if to confirm the victory of evil over righteousness, Fu Hao's raised right hand was replaced with a palm shape.

It is not a horizontal push, but a vertical split, which is for the palm knife.

The speed of the palm knife was slow, and it seemed to be cutting something extremely heavy, and it seemed to be brewing something.

However, this is only an illusion. In the eyes of the bitter face, this knife is almost to the extreme.

It was as if the blade had just begun to fall, and it was already on top of his head.

The knife began in the palm of his hand and fell in the nine heavens, and the end was in front of him.

It seems that something has been cut between heaven and earth, and the ground of the bamboo forest has been drawn with two lines of light and dark.

One yin and one yang, or one life and one death.

A different way!

The bitter golden body collapsed in an instant, and he didn't even have time to defend and counterattack, let alone use it to show his undefeated body.

The wind swept up the bamboo leaves, the thunder was instantaneous, and everything could not be perceived.

When the dust settled, Fu Hao's palm knife was only half an inch away from the top of Ku Mian's head.

Bitter face looked up with difficulty and said, "I lost ......"

He also had expectations for this knife, but he didn't expect it to be far beyond his expectations.

It is like a knife that comes from the sky, a knife that divides life and death, and people and ghosts have different paths, and a knife that cannot be measured and is difficult to resist......

Fu Hao withdrew his palm, the momentum of his whole body dissipated, and he nodded at the bitter face first, then looked behind him and said with a smile: "Evil senior, don't worry, I still have a sense of proportion." ”

"Huh?" Kumian turned around in surprise, only to find that Shizun had come behind him at some point, and his posture was obviously trying to help him block this move.

Evil Shengzheng said a little embarrassedly: "I naturally believe it, oh, this person's eyes are a little bad when he is old, he was anxious to see your knife clearly, and he didn't pay attention to his foot and slipped a little, and when he came back to his senses, he was here, hehe......"

Fu Hao: The reason for "......" is really fresh and refined, so he has nothing to say.

In fact, Evil Shengzheng was also a little awe-inspiring in his heart, although he had always paid attention to the situation here, and was ready to save Kumian whenever something was wrong, but he was still half a step late to Fu Hao.

This kind of speed and strength is really terrifying......

At this moment, Gu Yuanzhi ran over and said, "Evil senior, your strength is so great, I didn't even hold you!"

……

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Ahem," Fu Hao coughed lightly, "Little junior brother, can you see the knife just now?"

Gu Yuanzhi's face collapsed: "I saw a ghost clearly, I was still thinking about throwing the knife to you, but when you finished fighting, I saw a bamboo leaf floating around, and two pits on the ground." ”

Fu Hao patted him on the shoulder: "This is the realm that you have to practice more to achieve, as long as you practice hard, one day!,"

"I can also perform such a sword!" Gu Yuanzhi said excitedly.

"One day we will be able to have breakfast early, why don't we go and kill chickens and pigs!"

Gu Yuanzhi drooped his face and went to kill chickens again sullenly.

"Okay, let's see what can be used in that package!" Fu Hao also walked towards the package.

Kumian was still in place, his face a little pale.

Seeing this scene, Xie Sheng walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "I see, you are far from his opponent now, and his strength has long exceeded the imagination of ordinary people......"

Evil Shengzheng didn't say a word, that is, even he only guessed about the origin of Fu Hao's martial arts, and he was far from being able to see through his martial arts path or true strength realm.

"That's why," Kumian looked up, his eyes full of determination, "that's why people have the desire to surpass him, isn't it?"

"You ......" Xie Sheng was looking at the bitter face, but he didn't expect that Fu Hao's strength did not crush his fighting spirit, but instead became the force that inspired him.