All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 818 Fu Hongxue, The Passionate Swordsman
in the snow.

A child is standing.

The child was dressed in black, so conspicuous in the white snow.

Although he is young, he is handsome and cold, his face is as cold as the snow and ice on the distant mountains.

At the child's waist was a knife, a black knife.The scabbard is black, and the handle is black.

The child's palm slowly pressed down and held the handle of the knife.

In that instant, his whole person changed.

There was a heavy aura emanating from the child, giving people a sign of a storm coming.

The next moment, the hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly moved.

Draw the knife and chop!

The flash of the knife is faster and more terrifying than lightning.

When the child made a move with the knife, it seemed that there was a kind of power from hell on the knife.

Thinking of heaven and hell, he has no right to choose, because there is no way out.On the long road of revenge, blood and hatred are all bags.

If a world-class saber master saw this saber, he would probably be dripping with cold sweat instantly.Although the child only had one knife, the knife was really terrible, and there were not many people who could follow it.

With a flash of light, the knife was already in its sheath.

The child is not proud of this knife, but "draws the knife, cuts out, and sheaths" like a machine, cutting out over and over again, swinging the knife over and over again, and sheathing over and over again, tirelessly.His knife cut through the snowflakes and shattered the cold wind.Every time it is cut, it seems to put one's life and soul in this knife, which is the release of hatred and blood.

He has been practicing knives since he was one year old.

There are only three movements in knife practice: drawing the knife, chopping out, and closing the knife.

He practiced thousands of times every day, and every time he practiced, a scene always appeared in his mind.

It was a black room with a woman kneeling before a black shrine.

Her face was covered with a black veil, and her black robes were scattered on the ground like dark clouds, revealing only a pair of shriveled, old hands like ghost claws.

She clasped her hands together and murmured, but she was not praying for blessings from God, but cursing.

Curse God, curse the world, curse everything in the world.

She cursed like this, as if she had cursed there from eternity, and could curse until everything was destroyed.

She stood up suddenly, looked at the little boy behind her, and said to the little boy in a hoarse, almost cursing voice: "Fu Hongxue, you were born with a blood feud, you want to use a knife to cut off all the heads of your enemy, Cut them off one by one. Otherwise, not only will God curse you, I will curse you too!"

Yes.

He bears a blood feud.

He was born for revenge, for killing.

And if you want revenge, you must have strength.

So he needs to draw the sword over and over again, and cut it out over and over again.

"The sword technique is ever-changing, but there is only one movement to draw the sword. When this movement is honed, no one can stop the sword." Suddenly a voice sounded, and a black figure walked out of the white snow: "It only takes ten more In this year, you will have a rare opponent in this arena, and almost no one can stop you from taking a stab."

Fu Hongxue never trusted strangers.

Because they are usually very dangerous people.

So Fu Hongxue's hand holding the knife became tighter.

He was ready to draw his knife.

The stranger slowly walked towards Fu Hongxue, getting closer and closer, so close that Fu Hongxue could slit his throat at any time.

Fu Hongxue was suddenly sweating. He always knew how fast his sword was, and he was always sure, but now he suddenly became unsure.

This person stood casually, his whole body seemed to be relaxed, but Fu Hongxue didn't find a chance to make a move.

"You want to shoot me?"

Yu Liancheng stood still and looked at Fu Hongxue with a smile on his face.

Every muscle and every nerve in Fu Hongxue's body was tense, like a cheetah ready to go.

"Your killing intent is not enough, and your saber is too weak. Even if you pull it out, it will be useless." Yu Liancheng shook his head.

choke!Fu Hongxue finally moved, and at the moment when Yu Liancheng's "gong" fell, the light of the saber suddenly flashed.The knife light was even faster than before, so fast it was hard to see with the naked eye.

He is clearly only a child, so he has such a sharp knife.

It is conceivable that in a few decades, he will definitely become the god of swords, and his reputation will not be inferior to that of flying swordsman A Fei.

The light of the knife flickered.

Yu Liancheng's two fingers caught Dao Guang.

"Your current sword technique, practiced for another 100 years, will not be able to hurt me."

With a twist of Yu Liancheng's wrist, the knife in Fu Hongxue's hand suddenly fell into his hands.

"Want to hurt me..."

Those five fingers slowly grasped the hilt of the knife, with an extremely elegant posture, making a gesture of drawing the knife.

But at this moment, the knife seemed to be stained with a layer of scarlet, as if it had been salvaged from the sea of ​​blood in the nether world.Murderous and evil spirits gushed out like a tide, as if they couldn't wait to send all living beings to the underworld, to reincarnation, and to perish for a thousand kalpas.This qi mechanism affects the sky, above the sky, the wind and clouds change color, dark clouds roll, and thunder cracks.

Fu Hongxue's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, without any sense of security, as if he might fall off a cliff at any moment.

"At least that's the way to go."

Boom! !

The long knife is out of the sheath!

The fierce saber energy swept out, and swept across tens of feet of space in an instant. In the violent tremor, all the flying snow was scattered, and the soil under the flying snow rose towards the sky, like a sky.The light of the saber pierced the sky and pierced the sky, leaving a deep saber mark on the ground, and then went to the extreme distance, the sky suddenly brightened.

Rumble!
A moment later, a mountain peak not far away roared, collapsing and flowing like a mudslide, shaking the heavens and the earth.On the sky, there seemed to be a long trace, the incision spread, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.It seems that under this knife, the entire sky is divided into two.Fu Hongxue, who was staggering back from the strength, changed color in shock, and was so shocked that he lost the ability to speak.

Yu Liancheng looked at the sky and smiled slightly, as if he was also very interested in his sword skills.

"My previous slash was actually evolved from a book of swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is called 'drawing the sword and cutting the sky'. If one day, you can feel a trace of the charm of my slash, maybe I Come back and take you to see the world of Tianwaitian, you may know that this Jianghu is just a corner."

After saying this, Yu Liancheng turned around and stepped into the snow again.

"You, who are you?"

After a long time, Fu Hongxue finally came back to his senses, and shouted into the boundless wind and snow, but there was no one there.

Fu Hongxue later told this matter to the black-veiled woman, and the woman was silent for a long time, before she slowly said a word: "The world is astonishing, and the six immortals are exiled."

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(End of this chapter)