An autumn rain and a cold.

Since the day of the monthly test, most of the disciples of the Daomen have changed into cotton jackets, because this autumn rain is a little big, some abrupt, and some unexpected, and the cold seems to have arrived at the Daomen in an instant, and many disciples are also lazy in cultivation, staying in their own small rooms all day long, baking the stove.

Li Cripple rarely stays inside the house, and most of the time he likes to wander outside, because sometimes there is snow outside, and the snowflakes are still very beautiful.

He likes nature, so does his practice, all year round, spring planting and autumn harvest, spring and summer are good days for practice, as for autumn and winter, to "steal a lazy", so that Zhang Chi has a degree, it is the way to go up!

It's just a pity that in such a good early winter, there is one less person who knows how to appreciate the scenery.

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Zuo Leaning Peak went to the Falling Evil Cave and failed to come out, the news quickly spread throughout the entire Daomen, from top to bottom, it was a sigh, not to mention emotion, just a little regretful.

The old woman who thought it would be very warm this winter became lazy again, lying on the recliner every day to bask in the sun, there was nothing to do, and she was very bored, but the dog had been a little "monkey anxious" recently, and he was in a hurry all day long, and he seemed to be in a hurry.

Nie Shuang stopped practicing the knife, and suddenly shouted to the sky nervously one day: "Zuo Leanfeng, in order to mourn your departure, I, Nie Shuang, the number one swordsman in the world, solemnly decided to stop swordsmanship for a winter!"

The voice was so loud that almost everyone could hear the voice of the little girl in the little red cotton jacket, and they didn't follow anything, just smiled disdainfully in the bed and went on sleeping.

Li Siyin was the only one who felt that this idea was not good, and the way she chose to mourn was to make a well-dressed grave and carve a tombstone herself......

What is the situation in the Cave of Fallen Evil will never be known to those who have not entered, but even if they do, there is no way to know.

Here, true qi cannot be mobilized, which means that all you can rely on is the power of the body!

Nie Fengshuang was good at this two hundred years ago, and he is also good at it now, but being good at it doesn't mean that he can go out.

He had no idea how long he had been in this place, he only knew that the ghosts here were endless, rising and falling like a tide, and every day, he was chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping......

After more than a month of chopping, a normal person is already exhausted to the extreme, fortunately he is not an ordinary person, he is a half-demon!

Many times, after killing the ghost tide, he would sit down and think about a question, how did Nie Fengshuang get out?

Nie Fengshuang's strength back then was very poor, not as good as him now, but after Nie Fengshuang entered the cave, he walked out within an hour, which stunned everyone, including the head at the time, and because of this, he was taken by the head and became a disciple of the head!

What did he rely on?

Could it be that the half-immortal bloodline is really so strong?

The whistling sound was remembered again in the darkness, and the ghost tide came again, and he stood up with his knife in his hand, and waited for it.

To be honest, the strength of these ghosts is not strong, but there are too many of them, and they can't even see how many of them!

Fortunately, he practiced the "Two Lives Knife", the simplest storm style in "Two Lives Knife" has been completely mastered by him, and the difference in the exercises, the storm style he realized is extremely simple, a knife is the wind, a knife is the rain, where to divide what horizontal moves, vertical moves!

However, judging from his current situation, wielding a knife like a point is already the highest level he can achieve, and there is still a long way to go before he can swing a knife like a line!

This situation should have been the best time for him to break through the realm, but he couldn't raise the interest in breaking through the realm, because he ...... I'm a little hungry!

If you go crazy with hunger, you will become a starving ghost!

He finally pulled out the black knife!

In the old days, his black knife was only used to chop wood, and the only time he recorded it with a knife was to save Li Siyin on Knife Mountain!

Actually, it's not that he doesn't want to use it, but it's easy to die if he uses it!

These two knives were obtained by him in a small broken world, he thought that he had taken shit luck, but in the end he found out that everything was already destined, and he was able to enter there after a lot of hardship, all thanks to the blind man, as for being able to get these two knives, it was pure luck, at least he felt so.

These two knives are very special, very special, there is no ranking of them on the knife spectrum, and when he got these two knives, they were ownerless, but they did not fly to the knife mountain!

There is mystery in the weirdness......

The moment he pulled out the black knife, he felt a strong smell of blood, the black knife turned from black to red, red dripping blood, blood flowed down the knife surface to the tip of the knife, slowly dripping, wet the ground.

I don't know if it's his delusion, but when he took out the black knife, the ghost tide paused, and then began to follow one after another!

Kill!

Dragging the exhausted body, the left leaning peak moved again!

His knife was very fast, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the sound of breaking the air exploded frequently, like thunder, fast as lightning, and a knife swept by, killing and injuring countless people!

Some people say that ghosts can't be killed!

But under the knife of the left-leaning peak, pieces of ghost things were cut down and overturned one after another like bean sprouts!

His knife is ruthless!

Ghosts are dead things produced by the grievances of the deceased, and they are extremely evil, and a little cultivation is difficult to hurt by swords, and there are no flaws on their bodies! But every time Zuo Leanfeng drops his knife, they die again! Because his knife is so cruel that it is inhumane!

When he came out of the old man's village, his knife drank the blood of ten days and ten nights, and unlike now, these dead things do not howl, do not struggle, do not fear, and cannot bring him pleasant enjoyment!

That night was not the same, his vision was full of fire, screams and wails everywhere, three-year-old children fell in pools of blood, taken away by his unmerciful knife, old people, women, children, all dying ants, they thought they were martial arts monks, they could trample on the dignity of mortals, but they didn't know that on that night, they were trampled like dogs!

Destroy the door!

On the first day of Zuo Leanfeng's debut, he slaughtered a small sect, there were not many people, 4,561 people, and the head of the sect was a strong man who broke the cauldron realm in the four realms, but he cut off the tendons and veins around his body with a knife, abolished the dantian, and was cut off like a dog!

He likes to say that he is invincible below the Three Realms, many people think he is very arrogant, in fact, he is a little wronged, he wants to clarify, this is already very low-key, and his strength can be mentioned again, because there are already two powerhouses in the Four Realms who died in his hands!

I really didn't expect that one day he would be able to kill people so happily again!

Everything in front of him became vivid, and Zuo Leanfeng's knife became countless dots, and soon, they were strung together into a line, a silver line, and he shuttled among the ghosts, as if entering a no-man's land, and where he passed, there was not a single grass!

He didn't want to wait any longer, he felt that he should go straight to the Yellow Dragon and slash the source of the ghost with a knife! Then lie down and sleep well and then think about how to get out!

Forward, he slashed tirelessly, the white knife was still a white knife, not dripping blood, the black knife was already red and weird, and began to tremble regularly, on its surface, the naked eye could see that invisible true qi was injected into Zuo Leanfeng's palm, making his dantian begin to loosen, until the shackles could no longer resist, and the "snap" burst open, and the true qi rolled over like a tide!

Finally, the realm has been broken!

This kind of comfort when breaking through the realm made him moan uncontrollably, and then with a swing of the knife, countless violent winds suddenly rose and swept the land!

It turns out that as long as you break through the realm here, you can use your true qi! God help me!

Zuo Leaning Peak continued to move forward, harvesting the ghost stubble after stubble, and finally saw the end of the hole, which was empty, there seemed to be a bed, and there were three boxes on it, one of which had been opened, presumably opened by Nie Fengshuang.

Zuo Leaning Peak stepped forward, glanced at it, and saw a sentence engraved under the stone bed: If you are in such a place, you can take one piece and take it away, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness!

Zuo Tianfeng didn't say a word, took a box casually, didn't open it, held it, and then a ray of light appeared in front of him.

"It's a long time since I saw it!" he said.