The Buddhist scriptures have clouds: The sea of bitterness is boundless, and when I turn back, I only see the vast sea, the fog and the waves, where is the shore? Perhaps, the moment you step into the rivers and lakes, there is no shore for a long time!

Badao, no one knows his name, or, for Badao, he doesn't need another name anymore.

"You should have left here early!"

Ba Dao looked at Jiang Feng and said lightly, and then he slowly pulled out a knife. The knife is more than four feet long, one inch thick, and more than three inches wide. The old, scarlet, murderous breath came to the face as soon as the strip of cloth that wrapped it fell.

"You shouldn't have come!"

This is Jiang Feng's answer, the dragon scales are still hidden in the sleeve, and they have not been unsheathed, not only that, but the sword intent on Jiang Feng's body is getting stronger and stronger at this time, but above the dragon scales, there is no killing intent. But the more unknown things are, the more frightening they become.

"It's not too late for you to go!"

A piece of cloth appeared in Badao's hand, it was a fairly high-quality cloth, even if Badao's clothes and fruit stall were all sold, I am afraid he would not be able to afford such a small piece of cloth. He was wiping his own knife, very lightly, very slowly, as if it was not a knife, but the woman he loved most in his life.

"It's too late for you to leave!"

After saying that, Jiang Feng suddenly took a step, this step was not big, it was only about three-quarters of a step away from ordinary people. However, with this step, surging energy poured out from Jiang Feng and Ba Dao at the same time.

Before the person arrived, the sword was not out, the sword was hidden, but the invisible strength had already strangled everything around him.

Qingchen, a confused worm flew over and crashed into the two of them. In the blink of an eye, it was as if the strangulation of heaven and earth had completely erased its figure.

At this time, the sword had suddenly raised the knife, and with a knife in his hand, his eyes were already confused. Whoever saw him at this time would not associate him with the kind stall owner who had just given the little boy a pear to eat.

After being ruthless and unrighteous, merciful and unloving, and absolutely relatives and friends, it is the absolute heaven and earth, the absolute god and the demon, between heaven and earth, there is only my sword. This ruthless slashing method instantly made the sword return to the past, to the past when the knife was in hand and the blocker was unforgivable.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the Naba knife had already slashed at him, with a kind of momentum between heaven and earth, and there was nothing else besides the knife, and he slashed towards Jiang Feng's chest.

What's the hardest thing in the world to cut? Not a knife, not a sword, not any so-called solid material. It's a love word, a word of love, cut constantly, the reason is still messy, and only the supreme wisdom sword can cut it.

And the ruthless slash of the tyrant sword is to first cut off his seven emotions and six desires, and then cut off the enemy's life.

If a person has no affection, there is nothing that can affect the knife in his hand.

"Ang ......"

With a flick of the big sleeves, the silk trembled violently in the air like a thunderbolt, and a dragon-like voice suddenly came out of it. The sound appeared, the light came out, it was a golden light, flying out from Jiang Feng's cuffs and volleying into the air.

The distance between the two is not too far, and the moment the tyrant swings the knife, he has already stepped out. The figure rushed forward, with the sword light that cut everything off.

The golden light flew out, like a dragon's chanting river, and in a millimeter, it was entangled with the sword light of Naha's sword training.

As long as the sword of the overlord still wants to turn the river wind behind the golden light into two sections, the first thing is to cut off the golden light in front of him. However, this sword flew out, and countless vigorous internal forces had been brewing inside, although the ruthless slash of the overlord sword was extremely powerful, but under the collision of this sword and sword, it did not make much profit.

When the swords intersect, it is like a lit powder keg, and in an instant, the internal strength like explosives bursts out. The power of this retreat was so huge that he had to take a step back before he stabilized his body and the knife in his hand.

The short sword flew upside down, but Jiang Feng's figure did not retreat. But seeing that the river wind at this time came in the air like a wild goose, his sleeves were stretched, and he rolled up in the air, and the dragon scale short sword had already received it in his hand.

The next moment, he was already holding a short sword, and a sword attacked.

At this time, the spine of the sword was straightened, and the whole person seemed to have turned into an eternal sculpture, and a vicissitudes and unshakable aura came to his face.

Another slash, however, compared to the first one, although it seems that the speed and power have not diminished at all. But in this sword, the indomitable momentum is a lot less in Jiang Feng's eyes.

The knife and the sword collided again, compared with the first time, there was no difference in speed and strength, but after this collision, in the eyes of everyone, there was no trace of sound, a trace of fireworks.

Silence, and a lot of times, silence often means savings. Just like the source of the Yellow River, the vast desert and the boundless glaciers. The more silent it is, the more amazing the power it will burst out of.

"Hiding from ......"

This move was originally inspired by Monk Lu Zhu, in order to help Huang Rong practice in a short period of time to resist the water sword technique. If it is said to be subtle, it may not be, but with a sword, the emphasis is on taking the lead and sealing all the retreats of the opponent in all directions.

With Jiang Feng's internal force, which can be called the ancient and the present, once it falls into a pure internal force competition, unless the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignores the presence of a top master like him, otherwise, no one can win in the pure competition of internal force.

Ruthless slashing, slashing ruthlessness, but under the intersection of swords, for the first time, Ba Dao suddenly felt a trace of trembling and vibration of the knife in his hand. This feeling has only been experienced twice since the day he learned to use the knife.

For the first time, it was a child called Guihai Yidao, and it was really a very talented child. From the first time he saw each other, Ba Dao saw hatred in the child's eyes. Hatred is a very magical power, and with him, people are often able to exert perseverance and potential far greater than ordinary people.

It was a dark night, and Guihai killed the last friend he had been with day and night. On that day, when Badao was ready to completely teach his ruthless slash to Guihai Yidao, he found that Guihai Yidao had completely comprehended the true meaning of ruthless slashing.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one knife, and there is only one knife that can use ruthless slashing.

Suddenly, Ba Dao felt regretful, he lost the ruthless slash, but he won his family and won back everything he had lost. At this moment, he thought of his family, and at meal time, his wife must have prepared hot noodles at home, and his son must be at home waiting for him to go back and ride the big horse.

With a family, there are flaws, if one day he can completely put down the knife, he will not lose, if he never put down the knife, he will not lose. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

It's windy, it's cold!(To be continued.) )