Then, they saw Yi Yunfei, who did not follow them to explore the newly discovered cave, but instead brandished the big knife in his hand in place. The knife was not swung quickly, and the person who wielded the knife did not open his eyes, and the knife was waved very casually, like an old cow grazing by the stream, flicking its tail indiscriminately.

However, there was an inexplicable mystery, and those ordinary disciples naturally couldn't feel the mystery, so they could only watch Yi Yunfei wield the knife in his hand inexplicably. However, the four sect masters with advanced skills, as well as many disciples with higher cultivation, all had solemn looks on their faces, they seemed to have grasped something, but they couldn't fully grasp it, the crowd that was originally a little excited and noisy gradually quieted down at this moment, watching Yi Yunfei's every move intently.

After a straight and vertical slash, and then a horizontal one, again with countless swords, cheered and went into the distance. It is like writing the word "rice" in the air, sweeping it horizontally, and then slashing diagonally to the left, and then slashing diagonally to the right.

The simple four knives took Yi Yunfei more than four hours of time, and after the four knives were split, Yi Yunfei sat cross-legged on the ground sweating profusely, running the exercises and resuming his cultivation.

Half an hour later, Yi Yunfei felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and he stood up, his face was still solemn, because of his divine thoughts, he could still feel countless swords flying above the cliff, and they did not disappear with his swords.

"How can this be?" Yi Yunfei was secretly frightened, because he had followed the trajectory of those swords countless times, imitating the trend of these swords, except for these four swords, he really couldn't comprehend more directions, but why did these swords still exist?

Yi Yunfei frowned slightly, thinking hard about the solution.

"The sword of 10,000 years ago, how can he easily stop my steps? If one knife doesn't work, two knives, two knives won't work, ten knives, a hundred knives, a thousand knives, ten thousand knives......" Yi Yunfei is a person who easily admits defeat? Crossing into this world, facing everything strange alone, and struggling in this troubled world, can make a broken sect rise again, these knives that no one controls, the more difficult it is to crack, the more it stimulates his stubbornness and heroism.

Carefully comprehending the perception just now, the knife in his hand kept waving, one knife, two knives, three knives and four knives...... In just a dozen breaths, the knife in Yi Yunfei's hand had been swung hundreds of times, and countless knives flew densely towards the darkness, like a crescent moon, cheering, circling, screaming, and roaring.

"Sword intent?" Wang Jingnan's body was shocked, and he screamed softly like a dream, and the faces of Li Canghai, Sun Podi, and Sima Hong beside him changed.

The four sixth-level sects have a long heritage, and their heritage is naturally profound, and their insights are naturally different from ordinary sects. At this moment, the sect masters of the four sects all remembered the scene of cultivating with their masters in their early years.

"Weapons are alive, and this life is given to them by those who master him!"

"The moves, maybe they will be subtle, and the cultivation may be very profound. However, if you just use cultivation to urge moves, the power of the Dao method will eventually have a limit. ”

"Every move, if it has his life, with the mind of the caster, this is the meaning. Breaking the enemy with strength is inferior after all. If you can break the enemy with momentum, you can be regarded as a real master, and for those who have a deep grasp of power and intention, it is possible to cross the border and kill people!"

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Yi Yunfei didn't know this, he just integrated everything in his heart into the constantly flying knives, there was anger, disdain, domineering, compassion, helplessness, loneliness, and blood......

He didn't have the heart to see where these knives were flying, nor was he interested in seeing how powerful they were, he just wanted to swing the knife, swing the knife, swing the knife again, and swing everything in his heart with this knife.

His mind was a little drowsy, maybe the kind of uneasiness, hesitation, and helplessness that began when he crossed here, although he has always behaved very domineering, it doesn't mean that he is an emotionless iron man. Coming from another world, for him, it may be a secret that he will never be able to share with others, and this secret seems to have no effect on him for a long time after such a long time. In fact, it's just that he didn't find out about it, in fact, deep down, how could he not care about this? How could he forget everything?

The knife has begun to make a whistling sound from silent, Yi Yunfei has completely entered a state of selflessness, he forgot everything around him, he just wanted to swing the knife, and no longer deliberately comprehended those flying knives, and followed his heart, just like that, he danced the big knife in his hand heartily.

The depression in the heart will dissipate with each swing of the knife, the mind is more and more clear, and the knife light is more and more dense, the Daguan knife in the hand is like a red sun, releasing endless light in the dark cave, and the darkness is forced back like a tide.

Compared to any big battle, he is more hearty, and his heart is floating with the exercises collected from the trial space to the various sects, some of which have been accompanying him, such as the [Xuanling Sutra], such as the [Natal Life Extension Refining Body Sutra], such as the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique], some of which have only been practiced slightly, such as those exercises collected from various sects, including the [True Fire Burning Heaven Technique], some have only glanced at it slightly, and even the name of the exercises cannot be remembered.

And at this moment, it is waved out one move at a time, there is no rule, there is no principle, I think of it, I use it. Even all the moves in the [Origin of All Things] that were only a few words, and some things about the trajectory of the formation in the trial space, were all brought into the sword technique by him.

"Whew!" Yi Yunfei exhaled deeply, his mind was clear, and he finally stopped the knife in his hand.

The divine thoughts had been completely consumed, and I was a little surprised, but I didn't think much about it, just sat down slowly, ran the exercises, and worked hard to recover.

"Hum!" the crowd seemed to hear a soft chirp, and their surprised eyes looked into the darkness, but they saw nothing.

"Buzz!" the voice was louder, as if it were a beep, as if it was a whisper, fluttering, circling, getting closer and closer.

"Buzz!" The sound was finally loud enough for everyone to hear, and everyone's eyes looked in the direction from which the sound came from, but the range that the torch could illuminate was only about a kilometer, how could they see the situation in the distance?

Everyone couldn't feel it, but Yi Yunfei, who had just recovered a trace of his divine thoughts, could see that he closed his eyes tightly, and found that an ocean-like light was whistling towards him, the speed was extremely fast, and these lights were very bright, making his divine thoughts feel a slight tingling.

His heart sank to the bottom, the target of those rays was exactly where he was sitting, he wanted to avoid it, but there was no chance, the speed of those rays was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to react at all.

"Hum!" seemed to be a buzz, but in Yi Yunfei's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, and those rays of light slashed his head and face.

It was as if countless tiny steel needles had pierced the skin, and the severe pain made the determined Yi Yunfei couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and the wolf-like howl echoed repeatedly in the dark cave, making the hearts of everyone behind him cold.

The disciples of Yi Yun Sect rushed in the direction of Yi Yunfei in a hurry, but they were stopped by the sect masters of the four major sects.

The grumpy Zhao Yu stretched out his hand and untied the big knife behind his back, his eyes were red and he looked at the four sect masters who were blocking him, the big knife emitted bursts of light under the infusion of Xuan Qi, and under the agitation of the violent breath, countless small gravel on the ground slowly floated up.

Sima Xu secretly took a breath of cool air, glad that he decisively admitted defeat when he fought against Zhao Yu, if he really fought to the end, with such a powerful knife, he couldn't follow at all.

"Don't be impulsive, what can you do in the past now?Is he okay if you stand next to him?" Sun Podi let out a low shout, causing the red-eyed Yi Yun Sect disciple to pause, and several other people also persuaded with solemn faces.