in the valley.

Four figures, standing tall.

The True Martial Emperor was located in the middle, and the Nine Shadows Thunder Sword was lying quietly on the ground at the moment, no longer regaining its previous domineering power.

"Woo woo woo~" The ugly Bing Pengkun, tears fell like a child, crying like a child, snot and tears were mixed together, and the ugly face was even more ugly. At this time, he looks like a Sea King-level powerhouse.

Luo Wanjun lowered her head and kept sobbing in a low voice, the pear blossoms were tearful, and her lips were purple.

"Amitabha, Amitabha......" The white ring clasped his hands together and let the tears slide down and drip on the ∫ ◆↓ a.com monk's robe.

"Alright, don't cry anymore!" Yushu wiped away her tears, swallowed her tears, and her handsome face was extremely tough: "How does the master teach us on weekdays, put the country first!" Focus on the big things! It's not a shame to cry and cry! Clenching his fists, Yushu trembled violently, and his teeth were about to clench.

"Second Senior Brother!" Bing Pengkun was sobbing and crying.

"Come, cheer up, we have to fulfill the master's last wish!" Yushu said in a trembling voice.

The figure standing proudly did not fall.

The color of indifference, like a stone sculpture, has long been exhausted, and there is no breath of life. He is the pillar and spiritual leader of the ancient Chinese country, because of his existence, the ancient Chinese country can stand on the top of the whole world, without fear of other countries.

True Martial Emperor!

Here's one.

But......

But it was such a stumbling departure.

"Peng Kun, Wanjun, you go around and look around." Bai Jie finally raised his head, as a senior brother, he must take responsibility, no matter how painful it is, he must endure it. Just like the master, even if his life is in danger, but... He's still doing what he has to do, and what he has to do.

"Yushu. Place the master's body. ”

"I'll go get the Thunder Knife."

The white ring steps are heavy.

The sadness of everyone was overflowing, each of them was taught and promoted by Emperor Zhenwu, and Emperor Zhenwu treated them not only as a master, but also as a father. The expression of feelings comes from the heart and is very sincere.

"Big brother." Yushu's voice was hoarse.

"The death of the master must be kept strictly secret." Bai Jie said in a deep voice: "Once it leaks out, not only our True Martial Arts Dojo, but even the entire ancient country of Huaxia ......"

"It's all going to collapse!"

Yushu nodded: "I understand." ”

Emperor Zhenwu was a real pillar of the ancient Chinese kingdom. It has an irreplaceable role. Once the news of the death comes out, it will not only cause an earthquake and panic in the entire ancient country of China, but also attract the peep and greed of the other six ancient countries, and their ambitions will explode!

The great war at the beginning of the war and martial arts is possible-

Turn it on again!

"Who the hell is it!" Yushu's handsome face was hideous, "Who made the poison to hurt the master to such a distance!" ”

"I don't know." Bai Jie sighed lightly.

The two glanced at each other, and there was deep jealousy in their eyes.

Ideas, coincide.

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With hate. Urge the knife to move 'revenge'.

With domineering, urge the purple thunder knife method.

Although he has not really experienced the Purple Thunder Knife Technique, his 'shape' only exists in his memory, relying on the only hard encounter with the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife. Self-impossible. However, in that intricate knife mark, Lin Feng completely entered the artistic conception of the Purple Thunder Sword Method.

A set of knife techniques, the general artistic conception is basically the same.

like the waters of a river, or clear. It may be turbid or continuous, but the essence remains the same.

Moreover......

Emperor Qin's tomb has the most profound sword intent. Lin Feng's perception was the clearest one, and it was the dragon stone pillar that was cut off. It is like carving, leaving a part of the knife intent on top. At the beginning of his intentions, supplemented by the domineering perception of urging the knife strength, Lin Feng's knife continued to transform.

One day.

Two days.

Sky......

Time passed slowly.

Lin Feng's knife is getting better and better day by day, and now the knife technique is domineering, although it is not as domineering as Xiang Yu overlooking the world and the world, but it has Lin Feng's own realm, compared to the previous hatred-driven war knife, the atmosphere is much more magnificent, much more majestic.

From the small turnout, back to the real knife skills.

"Broken!" Lin Feng drank heavily.

A trace of thunder and lightning power urged the valley fiercely, a concise and crisp knife, supplemented by his strongest explosive power.

Rumble! Break through the invisible barrier.

The ripples were bursting, although they failed to break through the barrier, but they were countless times stronger than the knife a few days ago.

"Drink!" Lin Feng's eyes were fierce.

Suddenly, the Nine Dragons True Scripture was transported, and the aura exploded.

Although the titanium-level body had long since disappeared, Lin Feng's current attack power was even better than the strongest blow he had before. The spring thunder roared, and the power of thunder and lightning in the body surged out, even if it was just a little bit, it had a strong destructive power.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The strength of the knife is endless, Lin Feng is like catharsis, like trying the knife, and like an outbreak.

However, the invisible barrier rippled, and although the movement was more than ten times stronger than before, it was like throwing a pebble into the lake, the difference between a rock and a rock.

It doesn't work.

"Don't waste your energy." The voice is indifferent and goes straight to the ear.

Lin Feng stopped, looked at his hands, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, turned around and saw the virtual image, bowed his head and said, "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

"What do you have to do with me?" Xiang Yu smiled coldly.

Lin Feng shook his head: "The seniors are the real sword masters, although they are casual words, they are very good, which has benefited the younger generations a lot. ”

It's not a lie, what a character Xiang Yu is, he has already entered the mastery.

His casual advice is far better than his years of hard training and being able to take many fewer turns.

Xiang Yu sneered: "Xiao can speak." ”

Lin Feng said: "The juniors are from the bottom of their hearts. ”

"Okay, less sycophancy." Xiang Yu was overjoyed and angry, and stared at Lin Feng: "Let me ask you, where did you get this spring thunderstorm?" ”

Spring thunderstorms?

Lin Feng muttered silently twice and looked at Xiang Yu: "This is the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife. ”

Xiang Yu's eyes lit up: "Thunder Knife, how is it now?" ”

"The younger generation doesn't know." Lin Feng looked at the overlord Xiang Yu in front of him, and his heart was also full of doubts, the person was in the sword, why Xiang Yu was here, but the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife was born alone. There is also this bizarre, crystal, inexplicably powerful power of restraint and oppression......

There are many incomprehensible points!

Seeing Xiang Yu looking at him with burning eyes, Lin Feng immediately found himself to be severely injured by the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife, and found here, repeating the whole process.

Xiang Yu nodded ruoruly.

"You're smart." Xiang Yu sneered: "But this time, I'm afraid it is." ”

"I've been locked up in this place for more than 2,000 years, and if you can't get out, it's better for you, heaven has you who don't leave, and hell has no door - you want to break in." Xiang Yu laughed wildly, his laughter was wanton and arrogant, and his eyes widened: "Wait here for death slowly, little!" ”

With that, Xiang Yu's figure disappeared in an instant.

Lin Feng's face changed suddenly.

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(Fourth Update~) (To be continued......)