Jiuli Holy Knife, one of the top ten divine soldiers of antiquity.

Luo Feng's concept of the Ten Ancient Divine Soldiers was extremely vague in his heart, but he knew very well that the knife in his body was very stubborn.

is already in his own body, but he refuses to admit the Lord.

It has been a week since Luo Feng came back from Huashan, but the Jiuli Holy Knife in his body has not moved at all, allowing Luo Feng to coax every day, using both soft and hard, and using all means, the knife seems to treat him as air, and he is completely silent.

The Holy Knife recognizes the Lord, and it seems that there is no end in sight.

"How can this be?" Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the side of the cliff, with the rushing waves of the Three Gorges under him, his brows furrowed tightly, "What are the prerequisites for the Holy Sword to recognize the Lord?"

Luo Feng's figure jumped up, and in an instant, he also picked up the long knife that was placed aside, and used the [Canghai Technique] with a sigh.

"There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ”

Boom Boom!

The cliffs, pointed by the sword qi, erupted into bursts of roaring sounds.

In the past seven days, Luo Feng has cultivated the [Canghai Jue] to the point of perfection.

He tried to rely on the comprehension sword technique to make the Jiuli Holy Sword recognize the master, however, this did not seem to have much effect.

Sou!

Luo Feng's figure returned to the cliff cave, his brows furrowed tightly, motionless.

"If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and sometimes, it's often difficult to do one thing if you're too stubborn. The words of the Nine Idiots floated out of the cave, and as he spoke, he also hiccuped, "Do you know why I am called the Nine Idiots? Haha......"

Damn, this old drunkard.

Luo Feng glanced towards the stone cave, pursed his lips angrily, and then muttered to himself, "I don't know, big ears, what's going on now." ”

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The Remnant Ink Organization, headquartered, is located in the remote northwest of the country.

The mountains are high, the water is deep, and there are many obstacles.

"it!" If Luo Feng was here, he would definitely be able to hear this familiar voice ten miles away.

Big ears, under the big tree, is also in Zamabu.

"What kind of master is the number one master in the world, don't you still teach me Zama step? Tang Da'er chattered endlessly, spitting while holding the horse step, "Why don't you give me a copy of the Divine Palm, saying that I have a wonderful skeleton and am a martial arts wizard." ”

Not far in front of Tang Da'er, dressed in white, he sat cross-legged.

After a while, Bai Yi jumped up, turned his head, and looked at Tang Da'er.

Dressed in white and black-haired, handsome and elegant, holding a folding fan in his hand, like a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, he walked up and squinted at Tang Da'er, "Do you think this is boring?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Tang Da'er rolled his eyes directly, looking the white-clothed scholar up and down, his eyes were full of disdain, "I don't even know how to put on makeup, and I still boast that I am the number one master in the world." To be honest, my family has no money, and it doesn't make sense for you to fool me like this, so let me go and let me get out of here. ”

The white-clothed scholar shook his head.

"Your sister, aren't you engaged in pyramid schemes, and you won't let people go?" Tang Daer gritted his teeth and glared at the white-clothed scholar angrily.

"It's easy to go. The white-clothed scholar pointed to a miasma shrouded place on the side, "Break through this yin and yang path, and you can become a teacher." ”

"Yin and Yang Dao?" Tang Da'er looked over and was eager to try, "How do you want to break through?"

"The ninety-nine levels of the Yin and Yang Dao, each level has at least one strong person in charge, if you can defeat them all the way, you are qualified to claim to the outside world that you are my disciple of Mo Yuanwu. The white-clothed scholar looked proud.

Mo Yuanwu, the world's number one devil, is actually a scholar.

It's no wonder that Tang Daer suspects that he is engaged in pyramid schemes.

"Tell me, how to pass the ninety-nine level. Tang Da'er was speechless, "Maybe when I break through the level, they will all gather together and beat me in groups, and I will be hard to defeat so many hands with both fists." ”

The corners of Mo Yuanwu's mouth couldn't help twitching.

He has been in the martial arts world for many years, and it can be said that he is famous, but the disciple in front of him doesn't seem to take himself, the world's number one demon, in his eyes at all. But on the contrary, this is the Holy Body of the Ancient Flood Barbarian King, and he is the best guy to inherit his mantle that he has been looking for for many years.

"How can they come together when they guard their own gates? Mo Yuanwu took a deep breath, and was about to be tossed to death by the big nerves of the big-eared classmate.

"It's hard to say. Tang Da'er said awe-inspiringly, "Perhaps, they are idle and bored, and get together to fry golden tweed." ”

Mo Yuanwu, "......"

If this is not the Holy Body of the Ancient Flood Barbarian King, I promise to crush him with a slap, and then the world will return to normal order.

Tang Da'er was a little eager to try, half loud, and couldn't help but turn around and ask Mo Yuanwu, "Hey, the first master, if you let that old demon of Suyin come to break through, how many levels can he pass?"

Mo Yuanwu always felt that Tang Da'er had a bit of a sarcastic charm for his title.

"Suyin?" Mo Yuanwu's mouth curled slightly, revealing disdain, "He can't even pass the first level." ”

Tang Da'er had just walked in front of the miasma, and then turned back directly, "Damn, I'd better continue to walk on the horse." ”

Tang Da'er walked with a horse, and at the same time turned on the mode of fragmenting thoughts about Mo Yuanwu.

"The first master, the first fart, didn't even teach me some decent tricks, he must be engaged in pyramid schemes. The current MLM group has actually expanded its business to the martial arts world, and it's really amazing. ”

Mo Yuanwu finally couldn't listen anymore, stood up and turned around and walked inside.

Tang Da'er glanced at the direction Mo Yuanwu left, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "It turns out that the so-called number one master is actually engaged in pyramid schemes. ”

Thump.

Mo Yuanwu, who had never tripped over a stone in his life, almost fell and ate.

However, that thought gradually became ingrained in Tang Da'er's mind.

Mo Yuanwu's figure disappeared completely, Tang Da'er was still walking on the horse, although he said that Mo Yuanwu was engaged in pyramid schemes, but Tang Da'er wanted to learn kung fu as soon as possible, cross the yin and yang road, and go back to meet his relatives and brothers.

"Yin and Yang Road, I must go through. ”

Tang Da'er's eyes wiped a burst of firmness.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Since the Huashan Heroes Club, the martial arts world seems to have returned to tranquility all of a sudden.

After the three evil sects that were originally rampant were attacked, they lurked in the shadows again, and no matter how big the miracle was, as time passed, it gradually faded out of people's words, and more than two months had passed since the battle in the Heaven and Earth Dojo.

In the martial arts world, very few people will mention the name 'Luo Feng' again.

Occasionally, when I thought about it, I just sighed lightly, then shook my head, and left the name behind.