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Chapter 3 Shocking Immortal Slash

This light and shadow with a knife-like shape is called Jingxian, also called Jingxian Sword, and is Xie Feihong's companion soul.

This kind of fantasy thing naturally cannot be the product of the low martial arts world of Lu Xiaofeng's legend. Its real source is the magnificent high martial arts and even fairy martial arts world where Xie Feihong is located.

In that world, everyone has their own companion soul, and there are many types. However, the companion soul that a person awakens often represents the person's talent, which is why Xie Feihong abandons his sword and practices his sword.

He gently waved the Jingxian in his hand and felt the bond between the soul. The feeling of breaking through that had slowly faded appeared in Xie Feihong's heart again, and Xie Feihong felt that this feeling was even stronger this time, as if the new world would enter it with a slight tear.

Concentrate and calm your mind, swing your sword, and slash! A ray of light passes by, wind, sound, time, space, as if everything in front of Xie Feihong is about to be cut in half in front of this knife!

"So that's the case. This should be the so-called breathing of all things," Xie Feihong stood with a knife, his eyes slightly dozed, and carefully savored the sky he entered.

As a time traveler in the era of the information explosion, Xie Feihong has also followed some programs, one of which is the best in Japanese comics called One Piece.

Xie Feihong used to never understand what the so-called breathing of all things in the realm of the swordsman who cuts iron in One Piece. And now, he understands.

Now in his eyes and in his heart, these plants and trees are alive, mountains and rocks are alive, flowing water is alive, wind is alive, and even sound is alive, and his knife is naturally alive!

Since they are alive, they can naturally be killed! And this is why they are all iron and the other can cut off the other. They are all the same thing, and one is killed! It is naturally different. It is natural to be cut off.

He raised the Jingxian in his hand again and then chopped it down. Xie Feihong wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of his current idea to remember this feeling in his heart and engrave it in his soul.

And just like this, Xie Feihong got into trouble. He forgot to restrain his qi and directly followed his feelings to inject the qi condensed by the mental method brought by his high martial world into the Jingxian, and then cut it out with the power to cut off the breathing of all things. So he saw a silver slash breaking the knife and slashing directly to the sword tomb a hundred steps away.

Watching the slash that flew out and disappeared a hundred steps away, although there seemed to be nothing wrong, Xie Feihong still couldn't help but feel a bad premonition in his heart. So Xie Feihong even put his homework aside for the time being, and carried Jingxian and rushed to the place where the slash disappeared.

After a few leaps, we arrived at the place where the slash disappeared and found that this was the outer wall of the place where the owners of the past dynasties sat in the sword tomb. Xie Feihong hesitated for a while, and still touched the outer wall with his fingers that seemed to be intact, but he could no longer feel its breathing.

Boom! Xie Feihong's finger just touched it, and before he even tried his best, he saw the outer wall of the face slid down along a mirror-like blade, stirring up countless smoke and dust. Looking at the mess, Xie Feihong's unmoved face couldn't help but change. The bad premonition was indeed fulfilled, and he demolished the outer wall of the other person's ancestral tomb.

Although Xie Feihong doesn't care about many things in this world, it does not mean that Xie Feihong can demolish other people's ancestral tombs with peace of mind. Therefore, Xie Feihong didn't care about today's homework and directly dispersed the companion soul in his hand, and then prepared to see if he could save the ancestral tombs of Divine Sword Villa.

Carefully put a piece of broken outer wall into place. Before Xie Feihong could relax, he felt a strong wind sweep across the area. Then, Xie Feihong watched the pile of outer walls he had just placed collapse again, causing Xie Feihong to stiffen and become messy in the wind.

Perhaps it was because of this sudden strong wind, or perhaps it was because of the vibration when the outer wall collapsed just now. After the outer wall in front of Xie Feihong collapsed again, the inner wall of the sword tomb directly opposite Xie Feihong also collapsed, which also made Xie Feihong, who was in chaos, press his hand heavily between his forehead.

"Bastard!" At this time, Xie Feihong didn't know whether he should scold Feng or himself. In short, his heart was quite confused.

He quickly walked forward a few steps and walked to the other end of the inner wall. Now the wall is second to the next. The most important thing is that Xie Feihong wants to see if his sword has slashed the body of the Xie family's ancestors sitting inside for generations.

I took out the fire stick and placed it slightly at the gap in the inner wall for a while. I found that it was not extinguished, and Xie Feihong couldn't help but step into it. Well, there was no decay smell. It seemed that this place was very good at ventilation when it was originally designed, and it seemed that I had been very troublesome.

I illuminated it with a fire slit and found a torch next to it, so Xie Feihong lit it directly. After the torch lighted up, Xie Feihong glanced at it and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because there was nothing sitting and corpse on this side.

Just as Xie Feihong was about to turn around and leave, and confessed his mistake to the old housekeeper and asked him to send someone to repair it, suddenly Xie Feihong's after-lightness seemed to have swept something, so he couldn't help but stop and bent down to come to the side.

This is? Xie Feihong, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't help but gently wipe the ground with his sleeves, and then he saw a very clear line of words under the dust. Of course, this is not a martial arts secret, but some little bits of his life written by a ancestor of the Xie family before he died, which is quite autobiographical.

However, they are not a secret book of martial arts, but for ordinary people. For people with a certain level of martial arts cultivation, every stroke of this autobiography before death is the heart of the ancestor of the Xie family and his sword in their eyes!

"Good sword!" Xie Feihong praised.

As the young owner of the Divine Sword Villa, although he does not practice swords, it does not mean that he does not understand it. There is a saying that he reads three hundred Tang poems well and can recite them even if he can't write poems. There are nearly a hundred sword secret books, several of which are put into the world, and they can even break the heads of the world.

There is no entertainment in this era, so Xie Feihong is at least able to show off his kendo theory. In addition, he has the same path and the sword technique is close to the success of this world. He can naturally see how amazing and good the sword contained in this autobiography is!

After carefully savoring the sword rhyme, many of them even began to slowly integrate into Xie Feihong's sword.

"Okay! OK!" Feeling the slight change of his sword. Although the change was minimal, it was enough to make Xie Feihong's eyes flow, because this change was difficult to achieve no matter how hard Xie Feihong practiced.

So Xie Feihong couldn't help but extinguish the idea of ​​preparing to go out, and at the same time, he looked at the other places where the ancestors of the Xie family were sitting.

The torches were lit up along the walls, and soon, the inner area of ​​this sword tomb, which was half the size of a football field, was like daylight.

Xie Feihong quickly walked to the few ancestors of the Xie family and gently swept the dust on the ground in front of them with his sleeves. Sure enough, they left behind something more or less, some left behind autobiography like the ancestor of the Xie family, while others left behind the names of people they cared about and their opponents. But no matter what it was, what they left between the lines was their perception of their own hearts and their pursuit of swords.
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