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The dagger naturally cannot disappear out of thin air.

Luo Changfeng understands the power of space in the first level of the nine levels of the country, mountains and rivers. During the entrance examination of the Chuanzi Gate of Bodhi Academy, you can take objects from a distance and ignore the space distance. In fact, it is just the tip of the iceberg of the first level of the mountains and rivers.

For example, this dagger that pierced the man in black by the disciple Yizi can penetrate an infinite distance within a distance of more than ten meters, just like Luo Changfeng holding the dagger and stabbing it in front of him, more than ten meters

The distance between space suddenly shrank into about an inch in this simple action and then pierced into someone else's throat.

This kind of magical power in the two realms within a short distance is also an extraordinary feature given to him by the first level of mountains and rivers.

The black-clad killer in Yizimen who is proficient in formations covered his throat with his hands tightly, but he could not stop the rush of blood. He could not see the painful face. He only saw a pair of eyes protruding with reluctance and fear, and then his body was

I fell to the ground without rushing.

A pool of blood soon became around his body.

After the dagger pierced the throat of a man in black, his speed and sharpness showed no sign of being weakened. Instead, he cut open a curtain of rain at an extremely fast speed and stabbed straight at the leader of the killer in black.

The black-clothed killer leader's eyes remained extremely cold, and his subordinate's tragic death could not shake him at all.

Seeing a cold dagger passing through, the shadow quickly magnified in his eyes, and he had no intention of avoiding it.

Because the knife in his hand was standing in front of him.

The dagger collided with the blade and rubbed scattered sparks. The sparks were washed away by the rain, and the dagger was blocked and inserted into the ground diluted by the soil.

Luo Changfeng's eyes showed a cold light and rushed out from under the umbrella.

His speed is very fast.

Killing a killer in one blow does not seem to make the group of black-clad killers retreat at all.

If a murderer does not always plan to be killed, he is definitely not a qualified killer.

So he had no intention of being able to be good from the beginning.

No matter what their origin or what ulterior motives are, they must not let go if they want to attack Xueer.

Luo Changfeng's body was rubbed against a blade, and the close contact allowed him to feel the bloody smell emitted from the blade. Even if it was such a downpour, it could not clean the smell of blood.

He frowned slightly, and a halo of spiritual power lingered in his palm and slapped at the man in black's chest.

Among these black-clothed killers, in addition to the threatening disciple Yizi who was killed by him with a dagger, there was also the killer leader who was still standing there and did not seem to be doing it himself. The black-clothed killer leader is

The strong man in the Xingzi Sect who clashes with the wisdom realm may have his cultivation level above Luo Changfeng.

However, the other black-clothed killers he brought were all the cultivation levels of martial arts masters in the realm of the Soul Realm. Even if their body has been forged with bones and muscles, they have a physical strength that is beyond the reach of their ability, but their cultivation level is not as good as that of their realm.

When fighting Luo Changfeng in close combat, even if he has the advantage in numbers, he still does not pose a threat to Luo Changfeng.

Because they ignore or don't know another fact.

Luo Changfeng is a student of the Sichuan school of the academy.

Before becoming a student of the Chuanzi School in the Academy, he was also a true disciple of Xingzi!

The Luo family in Luohe County was originally the Xingzi family.

The head of the family Luo Ling lives as the leader of Yan Lingwei, the most mysterious organization in the Great Yan Empire. He ranks sixth on the Tianque List and is known as the King of Guns. Luo Changfeng, the son of Luo Ling, naturally has been a character from the beginning of his birth.

disciple.

And he is also a young genius in Xingzi Sect.

This has long been a household name in Luohe County.

If the Luo family in Luohe County had not suffered such changes three years ago, Luo Changfeng's name is now comparable to those of the same age on the Dixuan List.

This is his confidence.

It is also the real reason why Luo Changfeng dared to fight with Xingzimen killers at close range.

Before practicing, whether it was the realm of impure or the realm of entering the soul, the tempering that Luo Changfeng's body went through was beyond the reach of these killers.

What's more, he has been good at fighting since he was a child.

Many of the leaders of Yan Lingwei were the ones he trained when he was a child, and even the Yuwen General was no exception.

Luo Changfeng's palm is very accurate and stable, and has accumulated a lot of spiritual power in heaven and earth.

The path of practice from impure to soul. At the beginning of the first and second chapters of the Tao, you can open the heavenly rush of the body to attract the spiritual power of heaven and earth into the body and nurture spiritual wisdom in the spiritual acupoints and veins. This is the concentration of essence and the state of clashing wisdom. Strictly, it is the realm of clashing wisdom.

It is said that the real state of entry in the path of cultivation is not the realm of impure or the realm of entering the soul. These two states can only be considered the realm of martial arts. Only the realm of being able to attract the spiritual power of heaven and earth into the body can truly be considered the ranks of practitioners.

No matter how strong your body is, as long as you are still within the realm of martial arts, you cannot withstand the damage of the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

This palm with a halo of spiritual power made the man in black sink softly like a sponge, and then his heartbeat slowed down and his breathing gradually weakened.

The heavy rain made the surrounding air thinner. The rain flowed down his cheeks one by one. The knife in the black-clothed killer fell, and then his heart stopped beating.

Luo Changfeng killed the second person.

He did not stop because of this.

Because the killers in black have surrounded him tightly.

After losing the companion of the disciple Yizi, the cooperation and tacit understanding between the black-clothed killers were obviously not as good as the situation they had when they first appeared.

At this moment, they seemed a little panicked, and were panicked by Luo Changfeng's amazing combat ability and killing methods.

They don’t know why a college student is so good at fighting, and why a college student is so skillful in killing.

Luo Changfeng picked up the knife that fell into the mud, and the mud on the knife was washed away by the rain and exposed the sharp blade.

This is the first time he has truly grasped a knife.

A knife is not a dagger, it is more lethal than a dagger.

Especially at this moment, Luo Changfeng felt even stronger when he held the knife than when he was dancing the Dragon Swift for the first time.

This feeling is very familiar, as if he is holding not an ordinary knife, but a knife crazy knife and a knife crazy knife.

At the moment of holding the knife, the spiritual power accumulated in the spiritual acupoints and veins in his body began to consciously wander in his body, flowing along the meridians and veins in his body.

Although Luo Changfeng could not see the trajectory of spiritual power flowing in his body, he vaguely felt familiar. This trajectory seemed to be recorded in the sword score left by the sword cynic.

Thinking of this, Luo Changfeng's eyes suddenly became bright.

The halo of spiritual power on his fingers turned into a beam of light and brightened.

His body also began to brighten.

A series of light beams actually broke out from the body and shone into all directions.

In an instant, it seemed as if countless rays of light suddenly illuminated the dim sky, cutting a curtain of rain curtain flatly, piercing the surrounding space into countless light holes.

This is the intention of the sword!

The sword will win!

The bodies of the black-clothed killers who surrounded Luo Changfeng were shining by these countless beams of light, and a slight sense of pain came from every inch of the skin on their bodies. It was as if they were bare-baring in the cold snow in the cold sky.

The earth endured the pain like a fierce north wind storm.

There was a spicy feeling on their faces.

Their hands also have a spicy feeling.

This spicy feeling began to appear all over their bodies.

It seemed as if the sword wind left a series of fine and slender scars on them, and then the scars were covered with peppers.

They could not bear the sword intent.

They let out a tragic howl.

Blood marks began to spill over their faces, hands, and black robes.

Their weapons were neatly shattered.

Their bodies were broken down by these countless beams of light by this terrifying knife intention.

(I originally wrote more than 4,000 words, but I was not very satisfied. After deleting, I changed and deleted it, and it became these more than 2,000 words. I agree to the more updates but failed to achieve it. I am really sorry.)