After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

——Sword Immortal Xuanzhe——

Zhou Feng was truly wronged in his previous life.

As big as the extinction of a sect, as small as the loss of someone's wallet, they can all be counted on Zhou Feng's head.

If you want to add a crime, why don't you have any trouble?

When everyone was shouting and beating, Zhou Feng was still unrestrained, although everyone wanted to see him look like a mouse crossing the street, but Zhou Feng still practiced his sword, and teased Xuanzhe in his spare time...

Although Zhou Feng in this life has what he thinks is a complete memory, he has never been able to connect the logical relationship. Gradually, he also understands that he has been swayed by Hades, and he should be missing something in his mind.

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The upper forest world is covered by thick clouds and the sun is covered by thick clouds. It is rumored that the guardian of the garden is a unicorn that lives as long as the sky and the earth. The unicorn is also a benevolent beast.

Today there is a holy man, the Bodhi monk, who uses the leaves of the Xuantian tree as a guide to obtain the hexagram image.

A certain knife traversed through the ancient times and smashed the star rocks, and only then in the emptiness and twilight could we see the corners and crevices of the gaps in the forest boundary, and slowly opened the prelude to the battle in the forest and the hunting of rare and exotic beasts.

At the beginning, there were tens of thousands of companions, and only a thousand people could pass through the ladder and enter the upper forest world. Zhou Feng was famous for his sword, and he was also in this list. He was dressed in black with a long sword, his eyebrows were piercing, and his eyes were like eagles. fear.

The little dispute just now did not go far. Only a few people knew about it, and even if they knew about it, they never took it to heart. It is impossible to meet a black-clothed swordsman and say that he is the devil Zhou Feng.

Besides, it is still unknown whether the demon will come back from the dead or not.

Unfortunately, this Zhou Feng is that Zhou Feng.

"You Bize soil, auspicious and peaceful, do not grow insects, do not grow grass, the king will come out. I found that page of black and yellow paper. If it is not a road given by God, I will never come to this evil situation alone and fall into such a bad situation." A dilemma."

The Bodhi monk interrupted everyone in Ka with a long sigh.

There is a heavenly majesty in the upper forest world, and everyone who enters here is trembling, as if walking on thin ice. As soon as they stepped into the upper forest, they found that their cultivation base had been halved, and they sighed the same as the Bodhi monk in their hearts.

Cultivating immortals is a lonely road. Few people have relatives and friends to cooperate with them. Nowadays, most of the people who enter Shanglin are alone. They are very vigilant and have thoughts of loneliness and boredom for no reason. This psychedelic state.

There were also a few people who were overwhelmed by this sudden emotion, one step into Shanglin, and three steps back.

There is only one exception among the crowd, Zhou Feng is like a fish in water, especially unconsciously.

When he came to Shanglin, he thought that he would be like everyone else, his cultivation base would be halved, and under the majesty of the heavens, he would be unable to advance or retreat, and could only walk with difficulty like countless ordinary mortals.

But Zhou Feng was not, and even the cracks left in his body due to the failure of the pregnancy knife were slowly recovering.

He could feel that he and Shanglin Realm were one, even the frequency of breathing was the same, and the aura here seemed to have the same source.

At the time when everyone gathered at the boundary of Shanglin, the streams in Shanglin diverged from each other and went differently, east, west, north, south, rushing back and forth, the four worlds were empty, there were not a few people fighting in the surroundings, not to mention dark clouds and strange beasts rampant.

Zhou Feng flicked his blade for thousands of miles, and in ten breaths his thin shirt was stained with blood.

"The swordsman from Jindu City that day!"

"He did come."

Everyone saw that the most powerful people in the rumors were like this, so they had to rest and wait for a good opportunity.

Taking advantage of Zhou Feng's serious injury, some young men tried in vain to overwhelm this "newcomer" who had won everyone's attention when he was just a fledgling, in order to make a name for himself.

The ordinary long knife that Zhou Feng used to deal with things at his waist drew out its sheath horizontally, blowing down countless osmanthus seeds, with the potential to open the sky, he sneered coldly.

"What is it, you deserve it too?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and some of the older generation of immortal cultivators who were highly respected were pondering.

Now that the soul of a certain sword that has been silent for many years has appeared, its owner Zhou Feng should also return to the world, no matter what twists and turns there are.All in all, there is a high probability that the devil Zhou Feng is alive.

How Zhou Feng died in the previous life, the younger generation may not know, but they are clear.

Picking up the persimmons softly, who made the well-known No. [-] Swordsman in the World unable to think about the Sword Immortal who likes cold ice cubes, and lost his cultivation because of this.

If you lose all your cultivation, it doesn't matter whether you are a good person or a bad person, you will be guilty of it.

And the posture of the black-clothed swordsman in front of him really resembled that arrogant and unruly temperament.

Is he Zhou Feng?

If it is really Zhou Feng, his martial arts are back?

Would you want to avenge your life?

If they want to take revenge, they will definitely not be able to beat them, after all, they only dare to step on them when they are alone.

During the stalemate, a white sword light came from afar, intending to cut the world and resist the coercion.

Immortals in white clothes, stepping on a long rainbow.

"Sword Immortal is the Sword Immortal who has never been born." Someone exclaimed.

"A hundred years ago, after the sword fairy ascended, his Taoist partner died. Po Whirling has always been known as a fairy, but this fairy has been missing. It's a joke."

"Sword Immortal himself announced that his Taoist companion is dead, who knows who his Taoist companion is."

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't the devil Zhou Feng have been chasing a married man?"

Xuan Zhe glanced lightly in that direction, the speaker trembled, but the Sword Immortal didn't stop and walked forward at a constant speed.

Whispering voices were disturbing, but when the immortal landed in front of them, everyone swallowed unconsciously and stopped talking.

This sword fairy has a clear and moon-white demeanor, although her eyebrows and eyes are gorgeous, but they are diluted by the fairy aura, and there is a sense of warmth in plain sight, and a small mole on the eyelids is like a speck of ink, which can be seen when the eyes are lowered, but not when the eyes are raised.

Inexplicably young, but also inexplicably familiar.

"Xuan Zhe?"

Others didn't know, but Zhou Feng did, so the sword fairy whose wife died was really Xuan Zhe in front of him? !

Sword Immortal seemed to hear the sound, and his gaze collided with Zhou Feng's in a flat manner, and soon drifted to another place, strange and indifferent, as if he had seen a flower, a tree, and a grass.

The immortal seemed to be used to it, and it was like this for everyone, with a faint gaze and a cold temperature.

Like a feather, brushing against his cheeks without a trace of nostalgia.

It is impossible to have two people who are so similar in the world, and Xuan Zhe has never mentioned that he is a sword fairy before.

During those days, maybe he had no intention of concealing it, and Zhou Feng had no intention of inquiring about other people's identities.

Just like he didn't say that he was the No. [-] swordsman on the Raoshizi list, Xuan Zhe didn't say that he was a swordsman either.

Zhou Feng felt a strange feeling in his heart. A few days ago, the friend who had been drinking and chatting with each other suddenly turned into a god who was indomitable in the world and sought after by everyone.

In particular, the attitude of this fairy who had never met him made Zhou Feng feel very confused, and at the same time, things became more and more interesting.

When friends meet in the past, he is not a down-and-out swordsman drinking and vomiting blood, nor is he a wealthy fool who lives in seclusion and waits for his wife.

Zhou Feng usually has a skin that is icy cold, and his eyebrows can make timid people shy away. Now that old friends meet again, he can naturally act as if he has never met before, who are you.

It is said that all immortals have mounts of spirit beasts. According to ancient books, their mounts are either fire phoenix flood dragons or crane spirit cattle, all of which are very famous.

The immortal in front of him is different, he doesn't even have a mount, and he only rides on his sword light, like an aurora rainbow, coming from thousands of miles away.

Maybe the opening of Shanglin Garden is too important this time, and Xuanzhe also wants to get a share of it and find a spirit beast that suits him?

However, didn't Xuanzhe say that he has no desire for foreign things in this life, and only wishes to wait for his wife to return for the rest of his life? How could he be mixed into this muddy water?

Zhou Feng's feet were still dripping blood, and the sticky and uncomfortable feeling made him feel disgusted. He flicked the sharp blade with his fingers, shaking off the blood drops on the knife, and retracted the sheath to hide the scorching sharpness of the knife.

The black clothes are resistant to dirt, and the blood does not show at all. Just now, everyone only saw him walking like the wind, dripping blood along the way, but they didn't know that the blood was from the strange beasts rushing to and fro in Shanglin Garden, and they foolishly wanted to Attacking Zhou Feng for picking up the leak is simply laughable.

Earlier when Zhou Feng flew into the beast group with a knife, he just wanted to see if there was a breath of a certain knife here, but it was very strange, although the breath was somehow familiar, but it did not belong to a certain knife.

Zhou Feng could feel that the spirit beasts in the beast cloud were not independent individuals. He seemed to have rushed into a mass of flesh and blood just now, his eyes were shrouded in red mist, and he couldn't see anything special.

As for the rumored aura of the Qilin guarding Shanglin Garden, there is no trace at all. It can only be said that the Qilin is not in the beast cloud.

It is impossible to falsify the things recorded in the ancient books, so where is the unicorn?

Zhou Feng raised his eyes and gave Xuan Zhe a look, only to find that the sword fairy who had just been cold and unkind was watching him secretly, standing not far or near, leaving only a graceful back for everyone, making everyone think He is observing the beast cloud.

It just so happened that Zhou Feng was at this position, so he could see the sword fairy clearly.

Zhou Feng simply didn't know what Xuan Zhe meant, a confidant was rare, he was not a confidant who could become a life-and-death confidant at a glance for ten thousand years, and had a good temper to make friends.

Whether or not to hide his identity is actually secondary, after all Zhou Feng himself didn't tell the whole story, but just now Xuan Zhe clearly ignored him and pretended to be a stranger.Now he is secretly looking at himself again, which makes him unpredictable.

When I met Xuan Zhe, I thought they were friends, but now Xuan Zhe's attitude was not clear, so Zhou Feng had no choice but to suppress his doubts, nodded cooperatively, and shifted his gaze to the dark beast cloud.

The cloud of beasts didn't move forward, but stayed one mile in front of the entrance of Shanglin Garden, the heat wave, the blood mist churned, and it bared its teeth and claws.

Meteors are like fire, they are naturally mutated, and the sky ahead may have changed because of entering a stranger.

Above the beast cloud, meteors began to streak across again, and more and more meteors did not fall, but hung on the sky, converging into a whirling vortex.

Zhou Feng no longer paid attention to the provocative people around him, and he didn't care about the fights that people were disturbing.After all, in terms of martial arts, it is impossible to beat Zhou Feng.

Born like ants, those who practice goodness for the Buddha can give them sympathy and mercy, but Zhou Feng is just a swordsman.

People don't pay attention to whether they step on dust when they walk. Zhou Feng stares at the dark clouds in the sky and various visions, and holds the knife in his hand tightly.

He doesn't trust anyone, only the knife in his hand.

In the distance, there was a beast with a lion head, antlers, and tiger eyes galloping on fire, rushing over from the sky, the speed of the flight was not very fast, it looked cumbersome, and the clouds it stepped on were all set on fire.

"This is... Qilin?"

"Now, I'm dying here. Who can beat Qilin here."

"It's not that Jianxian and Zhou Feng are here, they will protect us." A voice full of air came across the man from Yingzhou on the way.

"That's right." People kept echoing him, as if they had calmed down.

Well, after all, the strong want to protect the weak. Although they are greedy and want to take advantage, it is their own to get the benefit!

Now when you encounter danger, what are you afraid of? Anyway, stand tall and go to the broken sky.

Completely forget that just now some people even formed a group to kill the "injured" Zhou Feng.

The author says:

Immediately enter the first "copy", the small world has sweets to eat!The knife is also sweet, trust me!

Thank you uu who are still reading this book!Comparing my heart!