The five uniques of the knife gate, "Two Lives Knife", "Ghost Knife", "Overlord Knife", "Crazy Knife" and "Law Knife", among which "Two Lives Knife" has the highest grade, which is a rare half-immortal chapter in the world, and the most mysterious is "Law Knife"!

The world cultivates martial arts, and takes the path of the immortal road, but the "magic knife" is not, it takes the path of the gods! It takes the "wild road" of the congenital gods, but few people know whether this road can be taken or not, but look at those strong people who are at the peak of the martial arts, the fairy road is still the flower in the mirror, and it is difficult to touch it, what else can you talk about the way of the gods?

Since Broken Gu chose "Magic Knife", he must have his thoughts, not to mention the cultivation method of "Magic Knife", just the mention of breaking the realm has made countless people reverie.

Cultivating the "Law Sword", there is no bottleneck! When the cultivation is reached, the realm will naturally be broken, even if it is the heavenly barrier from the Dragon Gate Realm to the Grandmaster Realm, it is still the same!

Countless people flock to it, but they often can't get the gist of it!

Will there be any comprehension of the ancient times?

Zuo Tianfeng took off the broken pocket pinned to his waist, took out the rusty white blade from it, turned his face to look at the serious Broken Gu, and made a "please" gesture.

Broken Gu was not humble, raised the excellent water cutting knife, pointed to Zuo Leaning Peak from afar, and opened his mouth and said: "You and I are both in low realms, and we can't exert the power of the sword technique itself, so you can ignore the monks below the three realms with your innate divine power......"

"So it seems that I lose more and win less. ”

"It's a loss, it's not a loss or a win!" Zuo leaned his head and didn't raise his head, he corrected the "mistake" between the ancient words, and looked at the other party indifferently, with a hint of coldness between his eyebrows, and a trace of peace.

Such a left-leaning peak is undoubtedly unfamiliar, he is no longer the expressionless young man with his hands in his pockets, but like a vicious wolf that can burst out at any time, his eyes are deep red and bloody!

But this cut off Gu Du couldn't see it, he just felt the murderous aura from the little junior brother, not much, but it did exist, no matter how much.

He frowned, he competed with the same family, and he absolutely did not kill anyone! This is a matter that is expressly forbidden, and no one dares to take advantage of opportunism in matters where human life is at stake, but where does the murderous aura of the junior brother come from?

A knife from his hand?

The boy was a little distracted.

But Zuo Leanfeng always maintained a state of concentration, and he was hesitating at the moment to make a move at the moment when he was distracted, but after struggling, he still canceled this plan.

Laughing at himself, he can see that there are not a few disciples of the Sword Gate who lack actual combat, even the senior brother is no exception, and he has long been accustomed to having to go all out when he moves the knife, and now it seems that this habit seems a little unfeasible? After all, it is better to keep a low profile after entering the Sword Gate!

The white blade was held high, the sword light was cold, and Zuo Leanfeng put away his murderous aura, but the moment the hair fluttered in the wind, the faint knife intent could not be erased after all, and it could not be hidden!

Duan Gu smiled: "Senior brother, it's easy to understand!"

Zuo Leanfeng smiled, still holding the white blade hostage, standing proudly, but a trace of wind faintly rose around it, like substance!

One move to determine the winner!

In a short instant, the two reached a consensus!

The time for Broken Gu to practice the "Law Knife" is still short, but Tianjiao is Tianjiao after all, not to mention the true qi of that body, just the knife qi wrapped around the water cutting knife has been "flooded", and there is a faint whistling sound.

A knife is handed out!

At the same time, Zuo Leaning Peak also moved, his toes touched the ground, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from the string.

The sword was silent, the two long knives were scattered at the touch of a button, and the figures of the two people also staggered in an instant, the wind was howling, and the robes were hunting, but they couldn't stop the sound of the knife!

While!

Under the moon, the two exchanged places, facing away from each other, and neither of them spoke for a while, but whether they were afraid that they would disturb the silent night as soon as they opened their mouths or were so weak that they couldn't open their mouths after gushing out their true qi, the two finally gave an answer.

Zuo Leaning Feng put away his knife, carried the broken sack that never left his hand, stretched out his hand, and sucked the bottle of Realm Breaking Pill into his hand, and slowly began to descend the mountain, stepping on the smooth stone steps step by step.

"I don't have to pretend to be 'injured', I know that the difference in strength between us is a bit ...... Big?"

Before Zuo Leanfeng could speak, he laughed at himself, it didn't seem to be a little big, but too big!

At the moment just now, the snow-white knife that was still full of his pupils turned into a silver point in an instant, hitting his hilt hard, and in an instant, he swung out an endless knife, an endless point, like a torrential rain, his scalp was numb, and he closed his eyes in fear!

"Wielding a knife like a point, this is the true meaning that the junior brother realized in the wind and rain cave?" Duan Gu said in a hoarse voice, but still asked.

"Pretty much. ”

Zuo Leaning Peak replied casually and went down the mountain.

He walked very chicly, but he really suffered a big blow, he smiled bitterly and put the knife in front of him, stroked it gently, and said to himself: "You are in my hands, a little dusty." ”

After speaking, he put away his knife, dusted off his spotless robe, straightened his high crown, and then entered the hall step by step.

The three elders in the main hall who were "wandering outside the world" drooped their eyes and comforted: "It's not a big deal, this day will happen sooner or later, it's just early or late." ”

Duan Gu nodded.

"Everybody's gone, not just you and me, it's everyone! But the bones are there, and his achievements are already doomed. ”

"Not really. Duan Gu said softly: "Sometimes, the root bones can't decide everything. ”

Lu Jing thought about it carefully, but still shook his head: "The nine realms are divided into the upper three realms, the middle three realms, the lower three realms, and the lower three realms have not yet opened up the acupuncture points around the body, so the gap is not very obvious, but once you open up and enter the middle three realms, the situation of the two of you will be reversed." ”

Duan Gu chuckled: "Master, the disciple has self-knowledge, and he will not try to be superior to the demons, let alone lose his soul because of this failure." ”

Lu Jing nodded with satisfaction, although he comforted a lot of nonsense.

......

Halfway up the mountain, Zuo Leaning Peak carried a broken sack, stopped, lifted the white jade bottle, looked at it carefully, and then began to descend the mountain.

But halfway down, he stopped again, and the bottle of Realm Breaking Pill was also raised in front of him again, looked at it carefully, looked at it again and again, and finally sighed.

He looked at the bottomless deep stream under the mountain road, raised his hand and threw the Realm Breaking Pill down, and then slowly returned to the small courtyard.

The courtyard is very empty, and the moonlight is not coming.

Zuo Leanfeng just fought, not even the degree of warm-up, he was not polite, holding a knife in one hand, and played in the small courtyard, compared to the confrontation just now, this time it is obviously clearer and slower, sometimes heavy as Mount Tai, sometimes light as a feather, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes slow and sometimes slow, varied, swinging is chic freehand, splitting is momentum like a rainbow, chopping is such a horror!

When the set was finished, he smiled.

"Bullshit!"

This set of sword techniques is not any set that Zuo Leanfeng has practiced, it is purely a feeling, but after a set of fights, he is still exhausted and sweating all over.

Sometimes, it's a good day.

He felt.