Feng Lilai has absolute confidence, this is a tactic he has planned for a long time, and only this move can surpass the micro-step method in speed and finally achieve the killing effect.

But the sound was wrong, not the sound of a sharp blade thrust into flesh, but the sound of hitting a steel plate.

It wasn't a battle armor, but a long-handled horse chopping knife, and the funeral night actually used the blade of the standing horse chopping knife to block Yan Hui?

The blade of the horse chopping knife is not wide, and it is not even as wide as the knife from the wind.

Except for the funeral night, there shouldn't be a second person who uses this kind of blade as a shield, right?

Let's not talk about the odds, let's talk about the accuracy! Who can control it so accurately?

The slightest deviation, that's all going to die?

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he felt powerless against this super luck component.

Withdrawing after the night of the funeral was not a defensive tactic, but was deeply repelled by the powerful impact of the wind.

His hands were shaking, his legs were shaking, and his chest was stuffy and churning.

I have to say that Yan Hui did leave, which can increase the output and speed in an instant.

If you haven't experienced it personally, you must have been tricked, and it's hard to avoid.

Even if you have experienced it yourself, if you don't have absolute strength as a foundation, you can't avoid it.

Funeral Night's HP continues to decrease, and although the number is small, it still lasts.

This is a state of injury, which is very common and is a major feature of the rivers and lakes.

But on the night of the funeral, he did not swallow the gold sore medicine, but closed his eyes slightly, and operated the "providence" to make it resonate.

Once...... Twice......

The night of the funeral is repeatedly scrutinized and pondered, as if there is a black hole in the dark that is attracting, guiding, evolving, developing, or imitating, and evolving according to certain laws.

Sou!

Feng Lilai attacked again, using the same Yan Hui, and the output and speed were equally amazing.

Sou!

The funeral night also opened his eyes, his body did not move, but the true qi was like a reality, and he knew his body, and performed several movements in a row, like the ghost of the continuous slashing technique.

Just as the last movement was about to coincide with his body, Funeral Night raised his sword, and the phantom of True Qi repeated his movements one after another.

Airplanes!

The knife roar broke out instantly, and the sword surged instantly, and it could swim about three feet, and it was slashed away with a bang.

The return of Yan from the wind was interrupted, the battle knife was shaken away, the battle armor was torn, and a beautiful head-on crit was formed.

Thump!

The wind threw him out and fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth and the top of his head covered in blood.

"You...... Impossible, how can you practice the sword, you are only a mid-stage Shaoxia cultivator, how can you use the sword?"

It's hard to believe and hard to accept.

He did have a lot of research on the funeral night, which was arranged by the Dragon King, and Simang met one day, and he could thwart him in one fell swoop.

It's strong, and that's something that the wind fully admits, but it's not the kind that is so strong that it's invincible.

At least judging from his current cultivation, Feng Lilai has absolute confidence to kill him.

But when I really faced it, the ending was not what I thought, and even completely subverted the prediction.

Because it was not the burial night that fell, but oneself!

"As I said, this is the will of God! Providence cannot be violated, people and clouds are the same, constantly changing. Funeral Night said: "There was no conflict between me and your family, and we could have been safe." But in the face of interests, the rivers and lakes will not be calm, only disputes. Since your family is on the side of the Yipinhui, then we are opposites, enemies, either you die or you die!"

Feng Lilai smiled dismally, "Either you die, or I die, that's what I said." ”

"No, that's not true, for I will not die, nor will I die, at least in the face of my enemies, and I must have that faith. ”

Coming in the Wind: "......"

"Thank you, even if it's an enemy, I'll thank you too, you know why?"

"Why?" asked Kazari.

"I've been stuck in this move for a long, long time, until your Yan Hui gave me inspiration and made a breakthrough, you should have learned about my company commander technique, right?"

The wind didn't speak, just bowed his head silently, not resigned to fate, but guessing, or recalling.

"There are only eight moves in a row, and eight moves can be cast in an instant, but it is not the limit, I always thought that there should be a change in it, and fortunately, this change was finally discovered by me today. ”

"What was the trick just now?" asked the wind.

"That's right, I named it 'Guiyuan Chop', which is another set of martial arts that I created. ”

The funeral night cloud is light and breezy, and his posture is very high, but not to show off, nor to be famous, but to make the power of Yipinhui and the Dragon King despair.

It's all because of hate, hatred that can make you lose everything.

The funeral night knew that it was not good to do this, the tree was big, the bird was out of the wind or something, and it died quickly anyway.

But he insisted on doing it anyway, because killing an enemy with a knife will not make you happy, only if he despairs, falls into deep despair, and then regrets in despair, fears in despair, that is called enjoyable.

Anyway, the world defines me as a cult, so I might as well be a cult to the end.

Because when the evil sect comes to an end, it will become decent, just like the change of yin and yang, it is not fixed or permanent, as long as your power can affect the rivers and lakes, what you say is the truth, and what you represent is decency.

Simang ended the wind with a knife, and before his body disappeared, he once again carried out the "corpse search" operation, and there was not a single hair left in the wind.

On the stone pier, sitting lonely on the night of the funeral, looking at the sunset, looking at the wilderness, the former fighting area, the fading glory, the flowers and plants that disappeared into the world, and the car that came back quickly that night, the blood-stained road......

There are too many, too many bits and pieces of the past, and the funeral night is still fresh in my memory.

And these are all things he wants to get back, including dignity, deception, lies, and pain.

There are also a lot of things left in the wind, and he is a person who came out of a big family, which in itself represents wealth and luxury.

There was no guilt, no sin, no even taking it for granted, or taking too little and too little.

From the moment he saw the wind, his memory was awakened, and waves struck, and even felt that the rebellion of the ghost hand was related to the dragon king's forces.

It's just that because of the time problem, or the situation doesn't allow it, the funeral night hasn't come to verify yet.

After realizing the return to the Yuan slash, the cultivation of the funeral night has also improved a lot, climbing from the middle of the young man to the peak of the young man.

The attributes of various indicators have also risen and rapidly improved.

There are also many benefits to cultivation, including physical fitness, speed, strength, and patience.

The comprehension of "providence" is also getting deeper and deeper, at least the time spent on resonance is much shorter than before, which is a very amazing progress.

Pack up your mind, step by step out of the funeral night, he has been stranded in the desert, knows some rules, and knows how to use the star map to leave the illusion.

(End of chapter)