In the forest sea in the city of Destroyer, a piece of plum blossoms floating in the void and sealing memories suddenly shattered silently, and exploded like water droplets. Immediately afterwards, more and more memories of red plums crumbled.

One, two, ten, hundred, the dream-like illusion of shattering all together, gave Xu Xiake the illusion of being in the midst of fireworks.

He retracted his gaze that was trapped in countless memory fragments, gathered his mind, and looked around at the plum blossoms that were broken one after another in the air, slightly moved.

It turns out that you are Shen Zhifeng, and it turns out that Shen Zhifeng has really experienced unforgettable.

And a betrayal!

He thought, this is why you are young and white-headed?

Xu Xiake couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in his heart. It's just sympathy, because so far, he still doesn't agree with the practice of killing all the bad people in the world.

He looked at the forest sea from afar, staring at the nothingness.

"Using one's own unfortunate experience to anger others, is it the behavior of Beiyan Shen Yifeng?"

Xu Xiake's voice reverberated in the forest sea.

Penetrate into the distance.

As Lin Hai's floating memories were shattered, the snow falling from the sky also broke through the invisible prohibition and began to dot the plum blossom branches, dyeing the ground white, so that Xu Xiake, who was quietly waiting for an echo, quickly turned white.

Yes, Shen Zhifeng gave him the law, and those memory fragments were the statements he chased endlessly.

However, Xu Xiake was not satisfied with this.

He believes that the existence of Nuo City is a kind of misdirection, whether it is to protect the sad person or kill the negative person, it is just the hatred of Shen Yifeng's obsession.

Master said that if you can't let go of the attachment in your heart, sooner or later you will dispel your thoughts.

Master also said that cultivation is not easy, so you should cherish it.

Unable to watch Shen Yifeng go astray, Xu Xiake felt the need to take care of it. Not only for the fresh lives of those who died in the bones, but also for Shen Yifeng.

He didn't know if he was nosy, he was just like walking around, he could go wherever he wanted.

Then in the same way, what you want to do, you will naturally do.

He was right.

Shen Yifeng, the city lord of Nuo City, who couldn't stand the agitation of his words, finally appeared, just a hundred meters in front of Xu Xiake, in the snowy forest.

The white robe is embroidered with red plum blossom marks and swings with the wind, and Shen Yifeng, who is draped with white hair, stands with his hands in his hands.

He looked at Xu Xiake, who was from Su Tang but was carrying a coveted good knife, and his face was quite displeased.

It was the first time since the invasion of the Lord to destroy the city of Nuo that anyone dared to offend him.

Touching the bottom line one after another.

Originally, he didn't want to deal with Xu Xiake, a person who obviously had nothing to do with himself but liked to meddle in things, but the other party's entanglement had made him angry.

Especially after seeing the fragments of memory, he still insists on the humble and pitiful justice in his heart to count down his own indiscriminate killing of innocents, this kind of ignorance is as damned as those who have a negative heart.

"Damn it. ”

Shen Yifeng glanced at the young man with the knife in the snow, and then judged Xu Xiake's life and death.

He stretched out his arms and spread his palms.

There is a red plum mark on the palm of his right hand. It was a plum blossom brand, and it was also his usual weapon.

The moment he spread out his palm, a piece of crystal white snow happened to fall on the center of the plum blossom, so the plum blossom flew out of the palm and went away.

At the same time, all the plum blossoms in the surrounding forest sea broke away from the branches, and they floated upwards against the sky as if they were called. When they touched the falling snow, the snow instantly turned into white smoke and made a clattering sound......

Countless wisps of smoke rose from the forest.

There are countless plum blossoms shuttling through the smoke.

Those plum blossoms converge in the same place in the air from all directions.

At first, Xu Xiake, who represented Su Tang to return the knife to Beiyan, was puzzled, but when he saw the branch falling plum flying past him, touching the corner of his clothes, and the corner of his clothes appeared like a fire, he showed his shocked face after realizing it.

It turns out that the so-called bone-turning plum is actually the temperature.

Extremely high temperatures.

These freshly shed plum blossoms resemble red-hot soldering irons, to be exact, they have a temperature several times higher than that of molten iron, which is why it is possible to turn human bodies into blood and turn snow into green smoke.

It was this trance-like breath that Xu Xiake had already appeared in more than a dozen shocking fire holes on his clothes, and he hurriedly activated his true qi body, stepping on Fu Gang Dou like a phantom through hundreds of thousands of falling plum gaps.

Lin Hai is full of his afterimage.

Seeing this situation, Shen Yifeng's expression did not change. For Xu Xiake's strength cultivation, he had already expected it. Although the rivers and lakes have never heard of the existence of such a faintly stronger figure in the younger generation of Su Tang in addition to Feng Qiwu, they did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

It's just because of the knife behind Xu Xiake.

Even if Shen Yifeng, who entered the Martial Arts Sevenfold Transformation Mortal Realm at a young age, will gradually forget his memories and sometimes go crazy, this eyesight to recognize the sword will always exist. Just like Bai Xiaosheng of Yangzhou City in the Southern Dynasty, behind every weapon, there will naturally be an owner worthy of his name.

Otherwise, wouldn't the husband be innocent and guilty?

From Su Tang to Beiyan, stepping through the vast rivers and lakes, that knife should have left his hand a long time ago, how could it not be unsheathed.

Shen Yifeng shook with one foot, and several ripples rippled around him.

He jumped high and flipped his handstand in the void. He poked down his right palm, and the terrifying ripples centered on the plum blossom brand suspended under his palm rippled in the void.

It looks like an upside-down lake.

The plum blossoms dancing and flying all around fall on the surface of the lake, and their landing points also form a five-cornered plum blossom print, a huge plum blossom print.

Shen Yifeng pressed the giant plum blossom brand shaped like a formation under his palm, and suppressed it towards the forest sea below.

In the forest, Xu Xiake stopped his figure.

He looked up, frowning.

Known as the worldly figure in the rivers and lakes, Beiyan Shen Yifeng has the immortal cultivation of the sevenfold realm of martial arts, and he fought with this kind of person when he first set foot in the rivers and lakes, and he couldn't tell whether he was lucky or unlucky.

But since before leaving, Master said that Xia Dong can cut down mortals, there is absolutely no falsehood. Therefore, even if it is his first opponent in this life, he has to try.

Yes, Xia Dong is the knife behind his back.

Now the knife is in his hand.

He was on one knee in the forest sea with his knife in his hand, and the true qi of the same mortal realm was like a torrent of the Hanhai pouring down in all directions, rolling up a manic fierce wind, so that the old cloth wrapped in the knife tore open, revealing the scabbard.

He looked at the imprint of the plum blossom in the sky, his bent knees gradually straightened, and he slowly stood up with the hilt of the knife in his backhand.

The scabbard did not leave the ground where it was embedded, but the knife was pulled out of its sheath, revealing a dazzling three-inch blade.

The blade was extremely sharp and dazzling.

Xu Xiake actually didn't have any confidence in his heart, because since the master gave the knife, Xia Dong has been in the scabbard, and the scabbard has always been wrapped in old cloth.

He didn't know what kind of power the sword intent and knife mangs that he had accumulated for more than ten years since he was a child and had practiced knives. But thinking that since he is facing an opponent who is in the same realm and has a long reputation in the rivers and lakes, he should not have any reservations.

So he continued to draw the knife.

As the summer and winter unfolded inch by inch, the sword began to skyrocket at a terrifying speed.

One zhang, five zhang, ten zhang...... Thirty zhang ......