Doomsday Rise

On a cliff, there are tens of thousands of knives of various kinds, including long knives, short knives, double knives, single knives, wooden knives, gold iron knives, jade knives, straight knives, and curved knives. Liu Wei'an has never seen so many knives.

Liu Wei'an counted it carefully, and there were a total of 36,726 knives on the cliff. The distribution of the knives is in a pyramid shape. The lower the knives are, the higher the knives are, and the upper ones gradually decrease. At the top, there is only one wooden knife that is overwhelming.

Seeing the wooden knife, Liu Weian thought of the wooden knife used to deal with the corpse tree on Mars, and then thought of the bamboo sword, and his mood suddenly became bad.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

With a flash of silver light, Liu Weian's fist hit the cliff heavily, and a terrifying counter-shock force came from the cliff. Liu Weian's body shook, and his upper body suddenly leaned back, almost backing up.

With his strength, even a spiritual weapon can break through the gaps. The hardness of this cliff is even higher than that of a spiritual weapon, which is too exaggerated.

He now understands why many knives are inserted straight into a section and cannot be completely inserted into the cliff.

"Daoya!" Zhang Wuhe, who had wandered around, also came here.

"What is Daoya?" Liu Weian asked.

"Many senior experts put their own weapons on it. The higher the strength, the higher the position and the deeper the depth, and the secret of the saber technique can only be obtained by those who pull out the saber." Zhang Wuhe said.

"That is to say, the higher the position of the saber, the more powerful the saber technique?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Not necessarily. It can only be said that the higher the position of the knife, the stronger the owner of the knife." Zhang Wuhe said.

"Didn't you find a suitable knife?" Liu Weian looked at Zhang Wuhe with empty hands.

"I have seen several good knives, but I am not strong enough, and the knives are not willing to surrender to me." Zhang Wuhe was very frustrated. When he didn't have a good knife, he wanted to look for it. Sometimes, he got it again, which was even more uncomfortable.

"Where is the best knife?" Liu Weian asked.

"The one that suits you is the best." Zhang Wuhe said.

"I don't even want to take you to play with what you said." Liu Wei'an said.

"It's not that I don't say it, and I don't know. Some people also say that flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and magical weapons limit one's progress. Therefore, I really don't know what is the best." Zhang Wuhe said.

"Seniors of your Zhang family, what's the result of the discussion?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"The public says that the public is right and the woman says that the old woman is reasonable." Zhang Wuhe said.

"You choose the knife." Liu Weian turned around and left.

"Aren't you going to choose?" Zhang Wuhe asked.

"There is no knife I want here." Liu Wei'an said.

"There are so many knives that you don't want? Knives from other places may not be good, and they are very dangerous." Zhang Wuhe shouted.

"Leave me alone, this formation has a time limit, you have to hurry up." Liu Wei'an said.

"Sigh, a proud person never listens to advice." Zhang Wuhe sighed and aimed at the second-ranked knife, which was a scimitar shaped like a full moon.

She wasn't afraid of being number one, but she didn't like the shape of wooden knives, machetes were thin and thin, and were more often used by women.

Not far away, Liu Weian stopped, and there was a strange knife in front of him, a stone knife, lying quietly on the side of the road, as if he had been abandoned by someone. He explored the way with his mind, and inside the stone knife, he saw a vast world, like a sea of ​​stars, unfathomable.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds, the lower part is the river and the mountain, and the upper part is the sun and stars"

A voice from nowhere exploded in his mind, every word and thunder, Liu Weian trembled all over, and the dark scriptures automatically appeared on his body. When he opened his eyes, a streak of blood spilled from the corner of Liu Weian's mouth, and the look of shock on his face disappeared in a flash.

The knife of righteousness!

The knife is a good knife, but unfortunately it doesn't match his personality, and it doesn't match his kung fu.

Liu Wei'an walked past the stone knife very resolutely without a trace of nostalgia.

To exert the power of this saber, one must serve the public wholeheartedly. Only those who have no selfish thoughts can do it. For the country and the people, Liu Weian has a premonition that the stone saber should be the best saber here, but unfortunately, he can't use it.

The knife of righteousness can't kill innocent people, he can't do it.

Not long after, Liu Wei'an came across a second strange knife, the Heavenly Disabling Blade, which only had a blade without a scar. If he wanted to take over this knife, he had to give up an arm and replace it with a blade. It was too cruel, and Liu Wei'an was unwilling to choose such a knife.

Within a radius of ten miles, not a single blade of grass grew, and even the rocks were stained green. At the dividing line within ten miles, a group of corpses of insects, ants, and snakes. These creatures strayed into this place and were poisoned within a few seconds.

This knife is not forged from metal, but the bones of some kind of creature. This is a bone knife. Liu Weian stared at the poisonous knife for a long time, but finally gave up.

His future path is destined to be a road of killing. Death is the norm. The poisonous knife can increase the lethality to the greatest extent.

Bypassing the poisonous knife, Liu Weian walked for a long time without finding a suitable knife. He saw a lot of strange things, and the breath was very strong, but he couldn't move his heart.

Just when he was about to change direction, when he was going to get the knife with the mountain peak as the scabbard that had just come in, his eyes lit up, and he saw a step of the knife that made his heart skip a beat.

It was a broken knife. It was not cut off by anything, but it was broken when it was cast. It leaned on the ground of a big tree at random, and there was nothing special about it.

When Liu Weian held the handle of the knife, a strange feeling permeated his whole body, which made Liu Weian almost groan in excitement, yes, it was this feeling. The broken knife is made of the same material as the broken mace he got, and the ancient aura it exudes is almost the same, which means that the two are at least from the same era. The broken mace is powerful, so there is no need to say more. Although the broken knife can't see what is so powerful, Liu Wei'an believes in his own feelings.

"It's up to you!" Liu Weian tried to put the broken knife into the interspatial ring, but he couldn't put it in. Just like the broken mace, he knew that his judgment was correct.

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