Chapter 19 Knife Domain Patrol

Fengyun Wuji was flying in the air, and suddenly a huge shadow fell from the sky, covering Fengyun Wuji. But listening to a shrill sound, Feng Yun Wuji looked up. His head was more than ten feet long, his eyes were golden red, and the demon bird in fire feathers sped down from the clouds.

With a sharp beak, a huge pillar of fire more than three feet thick shot at Fengyun Wuji.

The rolling fire is not yet approaching. Within a 100-meter radius, the air seems to be burning, making a crackling sound.

If before today, when Fengyun Wuji saw this powerful demon bird, he could only run away and dodge, but now, Fengyun Wuji is no longer necessary.

A robe hunted in the wind. Fengyun Wuji looked up and stared at the demon bird, and there was no expression on his face.

Just as the rolling pillar of fire was about to spray Fengyun Wuji, Fengyun Wuji took a step diagonally to the left, and his body slipped with the trend, and the rolling fire swept by Fengyun Wuji's body.

"Go to hell!" Feng Yun Wuji spit out coldly. His right palm was like a sword, and a slanting sword was cut out. However, seeing a white air flash in the air, the demon bird sprayed flames and swept out more than 50 meters. Suddenly, a wisp of blood appeared on the slender neck, and then the next two on the neck were two. The slender The mouth spewed flames, and the remaining half of the body, under the action of inertia, skimmed far away before falling down.

At the fracture of the demon's neck, the blood of the cloak was sprinkled, and the smell of blood quickly attracted some bloodthirsty monsters in the snow-shirt forest below. A long sound came, and the monster as big as a hill rumbled from all sides and went straight to the body of the demon bird.

Dozens of monsters quickly ran to the corpse of the demon bird and bit it greedily. Many powerful monsters found Fengyun Wuji in the air. The monster, dressed in long hair and similar to a caned dog, suddenly raised its head and made a loud cry, and then rushed to the ground and shot at Fengyun Wuji like a sharp arrow.

The innocent death has always made Fengyun Wuji feel depressed. Before that, he even died at the hand of a strong demon bird. Now, these monsters come to provoke him again. Fengyun Wuji's heart was suddenly full of bloodthirsty impulse.

"I need to vent." Fengyun Wuji raised his right hand, and an ice crystal sword appeared in his hand. With the support of millions of years of power, a pale white sword light appeared at the top of the sword, and his body was slightly swinging. Fengyun Wuji swooped down from the air and directly faced the monster...

The roar of the monster, the scream, and the sound of the sword in and out of the body lasted for several hours in the snow-shirt forest. When Fengyun Wuji pulled the ice crystal sword out of the forehead of a demon beast dozens of feet tall, the hill-like body fell to the ground and the body was divided into four. Around this monster, there are still a lot of pieces of meat. Those are all the corpses of the demon Zeng, and it is no longer possible to see which one is on which.

The strong smell of blood in the center of the snow-shirt forest not only can't attract those simple-minded and bloodthirsty monsters, but also drives them to retreat, far away from the wind and clouds, and retreat deeper into the forest.

Roar! Fengyun Wuji suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a roar, which went straight to the sky, inexhaustible for a long time. At this time, although Fengyun Wuji's body is the blood of the monster, Fengyun Wuji feels very comfortable. Since ancient times, it has not been so comfortable. Finally, there is no need to avoid these monsters.

Fengyun Wuji has no clear place to go. After cleaning up these monsters, he was not in a hurry for a moment, so he found a huge mountain peak, opened a cave on the mountainside, and hid in it. The mouth of the cave was covered with vines and closed the six senses. For a moment, he did not worry about

In the narrow hole, the wind and clouds sit in the middle. Some snowrows growing in the ice and snow at the mouth of the cave drift back and forth in the wind and snow, and then hundreds of feet of cliffs, a cold and desolate world, a piece of silver, but all of this has nothing to do with the small world in the cave. Nine turn life and death Xuangong luck, a strong ice true qi, a quick turn into the real qi you need. Although it is fast, the power of millions of years is extraordinary after all. Even with the characteristics of the nine-turn life-and-death mysterious power, it cannot be digested for a while.

The luck of true qi does not need to be controlled by the mind, and it can run by itself. Fengyun Wuji looked at the operation of the true qi in his body for a while and felt that it was not a big deal. However, he sank into self-study and began to practice the sword body method.

The second layer of the second day of the mind sword body method, the magic sword. Lines of simple and obscure words flowed through Fengyun Wuji's heart. However, Fengyun Wuji only browsed halfway, and he felt that the true qi in his body became ready to move. Along the trajectory of luck that had never been seen somewhere, a subtle feeling enveloped his heart. Fengyun Wuji felt that he seemed to have mastered some

The huge sword intention converged in his heart, getting stronger and stronger. In the end, even self-study had to stop. Fengyun Wuji suppressed this uncontrolled sword intention with all his strength. The vibration of the body is getting stronger and stronger, and Fengyun Wuji has a strong impulse to take action.

"Not good, my mind's power is soaring, not the result of practice. The mind is not condensed enough, and it is difficult to control such a strong sword... The creator of this idea of the sword body method is too powerful. I thought it was enough to control it with millions of years of power, but I didn't expect that this idea There is a lot of asking for the heart. No wonder it's called the idea. The wind and clouds are full of thoughts.

Outside the mountain where Fengyun Wuji is hiding, the ice is falling, and the whole mountain seems to be about to collapse. Just as Fengyun Wuji was about to be unable to suppress this sword, a magnificent breath from the east came, as continuous as the tide, and as boundless as the sea.

"Knife gas!" This powerful breath is not unfamiliar. It is the meaning of the knife that can only be emanating if the martial arts of the people in the knife have reached a rather terrible level. The powerful knife hit like a tide, and even the sky seemed to change color.

The sword in Fengyun Wuji's body was tempted by the knife, and it suddenly exploded. The unparalleled sword spirit rushed straight to the cloud crumbs and met the unparalleled knife. The sword and the knife hang each other in the void, crazy and cruel.

With the help of the suppression of the knife, Fengyun Wuji finally suppressed the huge sword spirit, and the sword spirit that changed the void disappeared in an instant.

Fengyun Wuji opened his eyes. In front of him, in the high hole, an eight-foot-long man was quietly staring at him, dressed in a robe. The chest is embroidered with two words 'knife domain' with silver silk, and under the ancient seal font is a golden knife.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Have you ever seen a man in a black robe pass by from now on," the eight-foot man asked, with a sense of arrogance in his words.

Fengyun Wuji understands that this person is the person who has an unparalleled knife.

"I've been self-studying here, and I haven't seen any suspicious people. I don't know what to call you?" Feng Yun Wuji stood up and said. Fengyun Wuji admitted that his skills were slightly inferior to the other party, and the position where the man was standing was the only exit. Although he did not want to talk to him in his heart, he did not dare to offend him more.

The man flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes, took a closer look at Fengyun Wuji, and seemed to be quite hesive and said, "I am the seventeenth patrolman under the throne of the knife in the knife field. This time, I was ordered to investigate the people in the magic field who suddenly invaded the knife field. Are you the guard in the ruined hall under the throne of the broken Taoist priest?

"No." Fengyun Wuji didn't want to talk too much about it. As soon as the four words of the broken Taoist lord came to his ears, his mind fluctuated.

The man seemed to see something, looked up and down at Fengyun Wuji, and then said, "So, I'm leaving. I hope you and I will see you later... I don't know which disciple is under the teaching seat of Beiluo Zixiao. Please remember that this is the territory of the Daoyu, not the Sword Sect? Humph!"

After saying that, the man flew out and disappeared into the vast white world.

It was not until the man disappeared for a long time that Fengyun Wuji secretly exclaimed. The man's swordsman's cultivation was too brilliant, and he tried his best to restrain himself, but the inadvertently leaked knife gas, which had been triggered by Fengyun Wuji's body, was ready to move, and he just wanted

"Is this the person in the knife field? What a strong knife, but why does my sword always seem to conflict with his knife? Feng Yun Wuji thought in his heart. Obviously, the man mistakenly identified Fengyun Wuji as a disciple of the Sword Cultivation Sect called the Beiluo Zixiao Sword Sect. However, Fengyun Wuji is too lazy to deny it.

Stand up and look at the vast ice and snow world outside the cave. Feng Yun Wuji took a deep breath and then jumped down from the top of the cliff.

Fengyun Wuji decided to go back to Youming Peak first, and then go to the neighboring knife field to turn around. Not long after soaring, Fengyun Wuji heard the legend of the knife field and the snow field. For these two places, Fengyun Wuji wants to see.

After roughly identifying the direction, Fengyun Wuji bypassed the direction of the void and shattered hall of the Taoist master and walked to the once cave.

It is completely different from the first time I came here. When I was abducted by You Wuxie for the first time, Fengyun Wuji only felt a dead silence here. Although there was a little figure at the top of the peak, it was like a corpse, without a trace of human breath. This time, the power has soared, and the Youming peak in the induction is different.

These hundreds of thousands of feet of ice peaks are embraced by a breath, which is the integration of the true qi and the mountain after the practitioner has been practicing for a long time.

Fengyun Wuji closed his eyes, and tens of thousands of breaths of different intensity appeared in his mind. Among these breaths, there are far more powerful than Fengyun Wuji, but most of them are equal to Fengyun Wuji's power at this time. The true qi that everyone cultivates, no matter what their skills are, has a strong evil spirit, which is a proof of blood sticking to his hands.

"You're not dead!" There was an exclamation behind him, and the voice was extremely familiar.

Fengyun Wuji turned around. A familiar face was imprinted in his eyes, and Feng Yun Wuji smiled: "So it's you."