Chapter 59 Before the Crisis

The red light at dusk dyed the clouds in the sky extremely red, as if it were heralding the emergence of some scenes, but people bathed in this bright red beauty had no time to pay attention to it.

In the quiet courtyard, the seven knives stand behind his hands, and the black iron box with the murder weapon stands behind him. The long-haired seven knives seem to move at any time, but the black iron box seems to be immovable. The strange feeling is Yang Xuan's first feeling that appeared at the door of the courtyard.

Looking at such a seven-knife condemnation, what appeared in Yang Xuan's mind was his wonderful knife method. There was no respect in the knife, but no one can deny that the seven knives of this man who traveled through China and carried out justice with his own knife were definitely the top of the knives. It's just that no one has seen him use all seven knives in the past ten years. Is it stronger, or for some reason?

Yang Xuan came behind Seven Dao's condemnation with a complicated mind, and the slight footsteps broke the calmness of the picture. Qidao' condemnation turned his face and his eyes stayed on Yang Xuan for a while.

"What's the matter?"

Seven knives abroken and opened his mouth peacefully. Since Yang Xuan knew this seven knives abroken, this man has given him a feeling that he is not like a peerless knife man at all. He is more like an ordinary and caring elderly man.

"Senior, please teach me how to use knives! Please teach me your knife skills!"

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Xuan said that his tone was full of firmness and an uncontrollable desire. It naturally sprouted after a series of battles, and Yang Xuan became more eager for a higher level, especially after being stimulated by the news of Ren Xu's promotion to the legend. For a long time, he has gained a certain position among his companions with the overlord's knife method from his father, but although he believes that he has fully obtained the true meaning of the overlord knife method, he has never been able to exert the power in his calculation.

This situation has made Yang Xuan's realm stagnate. When everyone strides forward, this stagnation will undoubtedly quickly open the distance between him and his companions. Ren Xu has gone faster and faster. A hundred miles of sky is also a talented person. Even Chen Feng, who has always kept a low profile, his skills are not comparable to Yang Xuan.

Hearing Yang Xuan's words, Qidao's body trembled slightly, and then he looked into Yang Xuan's eyes. Seven knives condemnation is a person who has seen many storms and waves. Yang Xuan can't imagine the accumulation of life experience. At a glance, he saw the young man's thoughts, and at a glance, he knew a lot of things.

Seven knives out their hands, as if they were feeling the invisible romantic.

"My knife is dark and crazy, so that if this knife can control the meaning of the knife, it is a saint of crime. If he can't control the meaning of the knife, he is the demon of sin."

It seemed to be said to Yang Xuan, and it also seemed to be for himself. As soon as the seven knives broke his fingers, a breeze flew away like a knife, brushed Yang Xuan's bun, swept over the treetops, and finally dissipated in the sky without a trace of fireworks. Yang Xuan did not move. He just looked at the seven knives to condemn. He also knew that such a person as the seven knives were guilty. Such a knife method was already a perfect match. If there was no experience similar to him or even more, and there was no similar mood as him, then it would be impossible to understand this knife method.

"I don't want to drag everyone down more."

Yang Xuandao. For a long time, he has unconsciously integrated into Ren Xu's group. When Lin Sihuan joined the Taishang Gang, Yang Xuan just joined in the name of protecting Lin Sihuan. But in the following series of processes, Yang Xuan has begun to find his own goal here. Looking at the young man moving forward step by step, Yang Xuan, like Su Shaoyun and Lu Yun, did not want to be left behind.

In fact, his father's retreat had a great impact on Yang Xuan, which was also a point that Yang Xuan had not realized. Because of this, there was no progress in his overlord's knife method, so the seven-knife condemnation of the same swords undoubtedly became a guiding signpost for his progress.

The sun was sinking, and the seven knives sighed.

"Go, I'll give you an answer tomorrow."

When this sentence came out, Yang Xuan was happy. Seven knives concluded his guilt, which not only showed that there was still room for a turn, but Yang Xuan was not in a hurry. He gave a salute and slowly retreated. Shortly after Yang Xuan left, a figure came out of the corridor of the courtyard. It was Dr. Bai, an old man known as one of the four great doctors by the people of China, who had disappeared in China for a long time.

"He is a good candidate. You won't hold on for long."

Dr. Bai said that his body trembled when he heard the words, and the airflow beside him was in chaos. Dr. Bai shook his head, walked to him and sat on a rockery.

"At the beginning, you chose to come back here in the hope that the boxing god could help you. Now that the boxing god has returned to heaven, the injury in your body has become more and more serious. Even I can only give you another three months."

"I'm not afraid of death."

"I know, but can you still suppress the magic seed before the last minute? Your knife needs to be passed on, and your faith and determination need to be passed on.

"I'm afraid that his final result will be the same as mine."

A desolate smile appeared on the face of Qidao's condemnation, and his right hand was gently pressed on the black iron box. The moment it touched Qidao's condemnation, it trembled slightly. Each of the seven knives in this box is stained with countless blood, and each of them carries a fierce ghost wailing as if it came from the underworld.

"Everything will be left to the young people. The new era is coming. I have a hunch that many people will die next, many people, including you and me. I don't want those young people to follow us. I don't know martial arts or practice Taoism. I can only pass on all the medical skills I have learned in my life, just like the boxing god to Ren Xu and Chen Feng.

Speaking of this, Seven Dao condemned Dr. Bai, and Dr. Bai smiled.

"The boxing god won the bet, and I also want to bet."

The silent laughter appeared on Dr. Bai and Seven Dao's condemnation. From beginning to end, Dr. Bai did not point out the cause of the injury of breaking the seven knives, and did not say what the devil was born. As the boxing god once said, the wave of the times has come, and the next world is not them, but after all, they are also a generation of strong people. If they are destined to survive, how can they be willing to leave a little inheritance?

It's night.

A flying bird stumbled into the general altar of the chivalrous gate. The deacon at the inner door of the chivalrous door, who was about to rest, was shocked. He ran to the outer hall before he could put on the clothes he had just taken off and saw the frailed bird at a glance. The deacon quickly and carefully removed the ring on the bird's neck and took out a thin silk from it.

"Chivalrous door is in danger! Yuhuang and Tianang cooperated and surrounded! The outside line has been lost!"

In a short sentence, the information revealed was enough, but such important news did not excite the dea. On the contrary, when he saw the content of the thin silk, a cold temperament emerged, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face. As soon as his hand was loosened, Xijuan fell into the candlelight, except for a white Smoke, all the ashes...

"Chivalrous Gate, you are still too young."

The deacon said, but his hand did not stop. He picked up the paperweight beside him and pointed it at the firelight of the candle. The beast-shaped paperweight head, and the round eyes actually glowed red. The red light flashed with the movement of the deacon's hand. Somewhere outside the general altar, on a watch platform, a gatekeeper who was watching the night saw the invisible red light far away from the heavy attic, and his face immediately became solemn.

Turning his head and looked around, he found that the disciples next to him were looking at him. The man's face sank and dived behind his back with a knife! He covered the other party's mouth with one hand and solved a life simply.

Lean the body against the pillar and stand up. If the man did not hesitate, he turned over and jumped off the lookout, rolled on the ground for a few laps, and then ran wildly! However, it was at this time that a red drill thorn swept out, and the man couldn't dodge and immediately flew out with a scream! In front of him, Lu Yun slowly walked out of the forest with a gloomy and terrible face.

The man's face was extremely pale when he saw Lu Yun appear, but when he saw the figure coming out from behind, the human color was almost gone. Chen Feng took it step by step and stopped in front of this doorman.

"People who can do money?"

Chen Feng was asking, but his tone was definitely incomparable. Hearing this, the other party sweated coldly and even lost the tone of shaking his head and denying. Lu Yun's red snake raised its head, and the huge golden pupil stared at the man, and Xinzi spit it out from time to time. The snake has become more and more powerful since it survived the frontline war.

"Let your accomplices come out."

After saying this, Chen Feng's eyes glanced around, and there was a faint rustling sound in the jungle.

At this time, in the general altar of the chivalrous door, Mr. Yu sat on a wheelchair and appeared outside the attic of the deacon pushed by Li Yang. Several inner disciples had already opened the door first. The deacon in the door was a little stunned to see Mr. Yu appear, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say. Mr. Yu didn't say anything. Li Yangyun vigorously lifted his wheelchair and entered the building. He seemed to appreciate the decorations inside. He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the dead birds on the desk, the paperweight next to the candle, and the pile of ashes that had not had time to blow away...

"Catch it!"

There was no mood to talk at all, and it was not necessary. Mr. Yu's face darkened, and those inner disciples immediately came forward. The deacons who had planned to quibble directly cursed when they saw the situation. His palms gushed out with surging energy and pushed the forced inner disciples away directly.

"Cuizhu Feather! What do you want to do! Are you going to kill me?!"

He scolded like this, but the deacon kept moving. He turned around and was about to escape to the window behind him, but he saw three or two of guarded inner disciples outside the window. Instead, he felt cold and rushed to Mr. Yu! At this moment, several disciples in the room were shocked by him for a moment, and there was no obstacle between Mr. Yu and him.

"Just catch you! Are you afraid that you can't escape today?"

The deacon was ecstatic. As long as he could catch Mr. Yu, it might be a great achievement. However, Mr. Yu's expression did not move, and Li Yang stepped out behind him. Since Mr. Sui Yu came out of the mountain, Li Yang has hardly done anything. In the eyes of others, he is just a bachelor-like person, but today, as soon as Li Yang took action, the deacon is dead!

Bum!

A strong force hit his chest, and the deacon's eyes were full of incredible eyes. Li Yang's face was angry and kept moving. He directly locked his arms with his backhand, kicked his feet, and kicked him directly to the ground.

"What you said in the letter will kill you."

Mr. Yu said solemnly.