Seventy-nine, the blade without shadow

Speaking of this, he gently picked up the short knife that he threw at his feet and threw it at his feet, and then pulled the knife out of its sheath and pointed at the fast knife in the direction.

The quick knife looked at him, shook off the cloak abruptly, revealing the face that was forever engraved in Zhuo Bufan's heart but now unfamiliar, and said:

Okay, Zhuo Bufan, I will try my best to pay tribute to you, and you should not have the slightest scruples because I don't have a weapon in my hand, because now, I have turned a knife into no knife,

So, even though you have a knife in your hand, you still can't take advantage of anything. Come on, Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan put away his grief and immersed all his grief and all his admiration for Xiang Fang on the short knife in his hand.

Then, the knife moved, turning into a gentle, soft, but endlessly angry Changhong stabbed towards the direction.

This knife is like a gurgling stream that suddenly turns into a powerful waterfall at the cliff, like a volcano that suddenly erupts in a mountain overgrown with flowers and grass and countless wild beasts wandering, with the breath of death.

Although this knife was strong, when it stabbed Xiang Fang, it suddenly stopped.

Zhuo Bufan's knife with grief was actually pinched by Xiang Fang's two fingers, like a river that was forcibly intercepted by a dam.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: What?

Kuaidao said coldly to Fang: "Extraordinary, is this only the level of the knife you wielded with grief, hatred, and strong longing for Hong Yanyan?"

Such a knife, let alone killing, I'm afraid that even an ant can't kill it, as long as the opponent you meet is slightly stronger than you, you will die.

And in the future disputes in the rivers and lakes and the bloody rain of the coming rivers and lakes, you will definitely encounter many opponents whose strength is far higher than yours.

When it comes to playing against them, at the level you are now, the outcome is obvious.

Zhuo Bufan said: It's just the beginning, and the outcome has not yet been decided.

As he spoke, he condensed the true power of his whole body into the hand holding the knife, as if he wanted to pull the knife out between Xiangfang's two fingers, but it didn't work.

He pulled it out a few times, and the blade seemed to freeze on it, and no matter how hard he tried, it remained motionless.

Kuaidao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the hand holding the blade only moved slightly, and Zhuo Bufan's body flew out with the knife and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhuo Bufan was unwilling, and immediately jumped up from the ground, and then, waving his hand, boom, boom, boom.

Three knives again.

However, it still didn't even touch the edge of the side.

Kuaidao snorted coldly at Fang Leng and said: "Extraordinary, I told you a long time ago, it's useless, with your current skills, you are not my opponent at all, don't you understand?"

Not to mention that I have already practiced to turn a sword into nothing, your level of tricks will not help against the second-class masters of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and the crystal warrior is the best proof of this.

What's more, they have an even more powerful trick, back to the light.

If you don't control your feelings and stab you recklessly like this, not to mention that you can't hurt your opponent, you will even be hurt by the other party's return to the original and hurt yourself.

Then, a crisp sound of "click" was heard.

The quick knife that Xiang Fang had just thrown to Zhuo Bufan broke again, and with a clatter, it fell on the bluestone slab.

And Zhuo Bufan, who was also swept out by Xiang Fang's invisible sword qi in an instant, cut countless small and meticulous wounds all over his body.

Then, one of them was unsteady on his feet, and he fell heavily on the bluestone slab, snorting and panting.

Kuaidao Xiangfang's eyes once again showed a complicated expression, took two steps forward, looked at Zhuo Bufan who was lying on the bluestone slab in pain, and said in a deep voice:

Now, your heart is filled with gratitude for raising you and passing on your stunt metal, and with hatred for me for killing Hong Yanyan by someone else's hand,

In other words, these are very superficial feelings, rich and sensitive, which is very inconsistent for a real Jianghu person.

Because there are too many feelings on the back, there are many shackles on the back, so that you can't put all your energy on the knife, and you can't reach the realm of the unity of the human knife, let alone turn the knife into no knife.

The reason why the people in the rivers and lakes have an inexplicable sense of fear of the Ogi Mirror Palace, in addition to what they do is outrageous, more importantly, they are just puppets,

They have completely given up all their external feelings, turned into an empty shell, and become a murderous puppet, so that they can concentrate on one thing, killing, and these puppets are born to kill, so it makes people feel terrible.

And it is really difficult to deal with such people, because no matter how strong your desire to fight at that time is, and how strong your resentment is against them, you will not be able to win.

And there is only one way to win, that is, to give up those superficial feelings, put all your energy into what you have learned, and turn a knife into no knife, which is the root of the knife.

Because in today's precarious and ever-changing turmoil, not every moment there is a knife for you to use, just like now, even if there is a knife, what if it is not broken?

Zhuo Bufan was stunned suddenly, and then, as if he had suddenly woken up, he looked at Xiang Fang and muttered: You...... Don't...... It was deliberately ...... so that I could comprehend the true meaning of the sword technique.

Quick Knife Fang Dao: At least, you will be able to have the ability to fight against the constantly emerging masters of the Ogi Mirror Palace in the next turmoil that is about to undergo great changes.

Speaking of this, his voice sank suddenly, full of encouragement, full of expectation, and said: So, extraordinary, let go of those superficial feelings, and integrate your full strength into the true meaning of the sword technique.

Now that the knife is broken and the blood is still there, then, try to condense the sword techniques I taught you into an invisible sword qi and attack them with all your might.

Zhuo Bufan half-knelt there, holding his head in his hands, struggling more intensely in his heart, almost hoarsely screaming, and said:

Let me forget the love of my teacher, forget the friendship of my friends, forget the last concern for my beloved woman? No, no, I really can't do it.

For me, if I don't have these feelings of kindness, the righteousness of friends, and the thoughts of loving women, then what is the point of living even if I don't have them?

I can't do it, I really can't do it?

Kuaidao Xiang Fang was still trying to encourage him, and said: However, as a real Jianghu person, to deal with the bloody storms of those upcoming rivers and lakes, it is necessary to forget these things,

Because of giving up these personal feelings and throwing themselves into battle, more teachers and students in the rivers and lakes can fall in love with each other, make friends get along, and men and women go on blind dates.

So, extraordinary, forget it, attack it, attack it?

Zhuo Bufan still kept shaking his head, no, no, I can't do it.

Xiang Fang, who had been calm and composed, without any expression on his face, suddenly shook his body, and an infinite murderous aura surged from his body, merging with the wind blowing from the foot of the mountain.

Then, the near-perfect right hand was raised high, as if playing a wonderful song, writing a wonderful word, forming the shape of a knife in mid-air, and said loudly:

In this case, then, Zhuo Bufan, let's stop here, in the future rivers and lakes, instead of being tortured to death by other masters of the Dijing Palace, it is better for me, the master who raised you with my own hands and passed on the skills of my life, to kill you first, and use the strongest knife in my direction, the Shadowless Knife.