Old Chapters

"It is rumored that your swordsmanship is divine. From your previous posture, there are some traces of swordsmanship in your demeanor. I didn't expect it to be a natural sword bone. Said, holding the sword lightly in his right hand, he charged towards Liu Feng.

Liu Feng only felt his body and mind tremble, and then the sword bones moved. He held the ordinary long sword in his hand, and recited Qingxinlu in his heart. Steady, almost let go.

Looking at the long sword on his neck, Liu Feng realized how far he was from a real master. The opponent completely surpassed him in terms of skills, strength, realm, etc. With an unreasonable viciousness, Liu Feng still has the possibility to protect himself, but with unsystematic sword moves, even if his physical strength is not weak now, he is not Yu Zhiyu's opponent at all.

"There is brute force, although there is still some talent, but I don't know what it means!" Yu Zhiyu said with disappointment in his eyes: "If the so-called Heitian Secret Treasure is like this, then I don't believe that Heitian is a must for promotion. food!"

"Give you one more chance, show your real strength!" Yu Zhiyu took a half step back and pulled the blade away from Liu Feng's neck. His tone became slightly indifferent, as if a sharp blade had pierced Liu Feng. Feng's heart.

Liu Feng's expression darkened. It turned out that even if he had obtained so many adventures, he was still just a waste, with black ink constantly showing on his body. Liu Feng felt that another one was rapidly spreading and rising in the abyss of his mind, and his sword bone was passed on. With the sound of clack clack, the newly formed sword bone is directly scrapped.

"Are those inks the so-called secret of the black sky?" Yu Zhiyu's spirit was slightly lifted, and his spirit spread like the heaven and the earth. The artistic conception of the semi-finished product was in harmony with the heaven and the earth. The breath is beating.

"Hohohoho, this uncle is here again!" Liu Feng laughed frantically, the ink around him turned and turned directly into a large avenue, red light spread in his eyes, and the black energy on his body rose like a substance.

"Thank you so much for hitting that trash, that gave me a chance to come out, and if that's the case, I'll give you death!" The evil spirit of Liu Feng spread, the whole person rushed towards Yu Zhiyu, and a white light flashed, The fishy wind blew away the heavy rain that fell.

The long sword and the big sword collided, and at the collision place, the big sword separated, the long sword passed directly through the big sword, and the big sword charged at Yu Zhiyu with boundless suffocation. The hat worn on the top of the head was cut a little.

If a normal person is attacked by this evil spirit, the whole person will be stunned, and then directly split in half, but Yu Zhiyu is different, his spirit is integrated into the whole heavy rain, the evil spirit is fierce, but it can't be. Split the dark cloud in Yu Zhiyu's heart.

When Yu Zhiyu saw this, he turned his hand, raised his long sword, slapped the big sword, and then swung the sword, the sword was like rain, densely packed, Liu Feng roared, and the big sword turned into countless white lights, dealing with the endless stream of light on the opposite side. Absolute sword.

Yu Zhiyu half-squinted his eyes, it was raining outside, and the same was true in his heart, the dark clouds buried in his heart, like the lonely grave in his heart, like the never-ending rain.

"Senior, save my wife's life!" Yu Zhiyu knelt down in front of a small bamboo hut, the bamboo leaves were green, and the light rain fell on the bamboo leaf mountain. In the carriage behind him, the coughing of a woman could be heard from time to time.

"Your wife's illness is a congenital defect. It is destined for destiny and cannot be changed. Please come back!" The person in the bamboo house said softly, and then the person continued to play the bamboo flute.

"Senior, please be kind, as long as the congenital defect of my wife is cured, Zhiyu is willing to give everything!" It is another fairyland on earth. The whole valley is full of birds and flowers. In the distance, a young man in white is painting nature. The painting seems to contain the avenue. Yet it seemed so empty.

"The number of days has been fixed, your wife is destined to die after March, you should give up, you have innate talent, I hope you don't waste it!" The young man hung a false smile and added the last step on the canvas, ignoring it. Yu Zhiyu's plea.

"You have the ability to observe qi, and you should understand that although we have the innate ability to change our lives against the sky, we will never change it!" An old monk turned the rosary in his hand, closed his eyes and said, "Everything in the world is in the Buddha. In the palm of your hand, everything has its numerology, accept it!"

"Senior has taught three innate, please give me the method of promotion! Since they are unwilling to save, then I will be promoted to innate to save myself!" Yu Zhiyu said in a cold voice. He has visited seven or eight in total these days. Innate masters, but these innate ones all refused.

An old Taoist priest sat in front of a cliff and looked at the scene under the cliff, as if he was watching something interesting: "We cultivators pursue the way of heaven, and martial artists also have to establish a connection with heaven and earth to be innate, but it's a pity, I think If you want to be promoted, you must have the Heitian Secret Treasure, it is useless for you to ask me for advice."

"Your wife still has half a month to live, and in ten days, there will be a person here who lives in the secret of the black sky. You can learn from him, but things may not go as you wish!" The old Taoist pointed out. Walking down a small road below the cliff, he said with a sad expression on his face~www.readwn.com~ But now, Yu Zhiyu is holding a long sword. On this small road, he looks at Liu Feng who is full of evil spirits. The mental will is more and more floating, as if it is integrated into the whole heavy rain. Its sword is like rain, and its people are like rain. Under Liu Feng's suffocating pressure, no matter how the ink knife in Liu Feng's hand changes, Yu Zhiyu will not be able to escape. The continuous rain.

"How is it possible, a mere mortal bug..." Liu Feng roared like a madman, but he couldn't save the decline. This person's spiritual will was beyond his control, and he found that he couldn't perceive the other party's thoughts. , or the other party's thoughts are like a heavy rain that cannot be stopped.

The long sword slammed, and Liu Feng's hand and foot meridians were all cut off. The whole person fell to the ground like a bug, and it was difficult to move. He could only let the heavy rain fall on him. Yu Zhiyu used the sword to touch Liu Feng's body. , but did not find the Black Sky Secret Treasure.

However, Liu Feng was not panicked. The person in front of him had penetrated the secrets of the black sky. He was considered a living secret treasure of the black sky. Yu Zhiyu's mental strength poured out like a tidal wave. Feng heart to understand the secret of the black sky.

The silver dragon shone again in the sky, and after two seconds, there was a muffled sound again, Yu Zhiyu opened his eyes, blood began to overflow from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Liu Feng on the ground, and laughed hahaha.

He turned around and walked from the trail to the cliff. There was a carriage there. The woman in the carriage was probably dying. Yu Zhiyu wanted to go back to her now. Whether it was true or false, it would be good to die with her.

Yu Zhiyu picked up his wife in the carriage, looked up at the shadowy sky, and smiled: "So it is, this is the dark sky."

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiyu looked at his wife lovingly, then jumped off the cliff with his wife in his arms, if it was innate, I would rather not take it! !