The sun is setting in the west and it is getting late.
The green grass beside the road, blown by the cool breeze in the evening, is like the waves of the sea, rising and falling, continuous.
An adult man wearing a bamboo hat walked steadily on the dirt road.
In his left hand, which was missing a little finger, he still held a sheathed iron sword tightly, with a strip of cloth wrapped around the hilt, which was polished and shiny from long-term holding.
I have long since lost sight of the true nature of the cloth strips.
The gray-brown swordsman costume he wore was covered with dust and patches, and looked a little unkempt. He raised his head slightly and looked at the city gate in front of him.
Revealing half of the vicissitudes of face hidden under the bamboo hat.
From his left cheek to the center of his eyebrow, there was a deep scar diagonally across it, making his face look a bit ferocious.
Especially those looming eyes, as indifferent as a lone wolf.
"Li Zhenghao, I, Ji Fei...are back!"
"Thirteen years ago, you relied on your power to kill my parents, seize my property, seize my wife and daughter, and even tried to kill me afterwards."
"It's a pity... I, Ji Fei, should not have died, but I survived by luck."
"For these years, I have been hiding under my name, stealing to survive, and practicing my killing skills day and night. Just to be able to avenge you with my own hands."
"Now, are you ready to die?"
The face half-hidden under the old cloak remained indifferent, as if unmoved.
But those eyes became fierce and bloodthirsty.
As he continued to move forward steadily, the city gate was getting closer and closer. When he walked near a tree that grew a little crookedly, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
"It has sword intent, it's very fierce, but also very weak."
Ji Fei turned his head slightly and looked to the right following his mental induction.
The evening wind blew and the grass swayed.
A large gray-brown flat stone hidden in the grass is looming in the grass. On the surface of the stone close to the ground, a scarlet color appears vaguely.
Birds chirped in the distance, one after another, it was very lively.
But only in this area, there were no sounds of insects or birds. It was a bit too quiet, as if those insects and birds were instinctively afraid of something.
Don't dare to go near this area.
Ji Fei secretly became vigilant, turned around and walked a few steps towards the roadside, carefully using the sheathed sword in his left hand to gently push aside the grass.
He lowered his head and looked at the scarlet color.
"Polm?"
Watch carefully for a moment.
Ji Fei confirmed that the weak and ferocious sword intent he sensed was emanating from the huge sword hilt in front of him.
"Just the hilt of the sword carries such a ferocious aura."
"Then the sword itself..."
Think of this.
Ji Fei turned around again and quickly looked around.
After confirming that there was nothing abnormal nearby, he squatted down, stretched out his rough right hand covered with calluses, and grasped the hilt of the big red sword.
"Kengchichichichi...!"
Use your right hand hard and pull outward.
The ferocious and crystal-clear sword blade, like blood-colored glass, gradually emerged from the inside of the gray-brown stone. The blade and the stone itself moved and rubbed against each other, making a subtle cracking sound.
"What a sharp sword!"
Just based on the sound, Ji Fei concluded that this sword must be an extraordinary and unique sword.
Not only sharp enough, but tough enough.
As the scarlet sword blade is gradually revealed.
The weak and ferocious sword intent was also rapidly increasing, like a terrifying beast that was sleeping, gradually opening its eyes, revealing sharp claws and fangs.
Ji Fei was instinctively frightened by the ferocious aura that naturally emanated from the inside out.
The right hand holds the sword horizontally in front of the body.
He looked at it carefully and looked at it carefully. The broad, thick, slender and sharp blood-colored glazed sword blade was like the finest exquisite work of art.
There are many blood threads on it, thick or thin, intertwined into a network and spread all over the blade.
It's like the blood vessel network in the human body.
The tiny blades on both sides of the main blade are exposed like the ferocious fangs in the mouth of a ferocious beast. Once they penetrate into the flesh, they will definitely open a larger wound.
Even... directly tearing off fresh flesh and blood.
"What a vicious sword. I was just about to take revenge, and I happened upon such a sword. It seems that even God is supporting me in my revenge."
A smile that couldn't be concealed gradually appeared on that face that showed all the vicissitudes of life and weather.
"Although this sword is a bit big and heavy."
"But it can still be used normally."
After waving it a few times, Ji Fei felt more and more satisfied.
Sheathing the sword behind him with his right hand, he turned around and left the grass, came to the main dirt road, and continued towards the city gate at the end of his field of vision.
at the same time.
Tens of meters away from here, among the dense branches of a vigorous ancient tree.
A beautiful girl with a black gauze face, a tight black dress, and black knee-high stockings and boots, was standing quietly among the branches.
From a high position, look down and watch the scene that just happened.
She stood quietly, with a calm expression, like a beautiful banished fairy descending into the mortal world, with a unique and otherworldly aura all over her body.
The waist-length black hair is neatly draped on her beautiful back, and is extremely smooth.
When the breeze in the forest blows gently.
The hair strands were gently caressing on the side of the cheek, as if countless slender ribbons were dancing, with a light and elegant look.
"Prison Devouring, the holder has been successfully changed and entered the mobile state."
"You can go back."
A breeze blew gently.
The beautiful girl in black dress who was standing on one foot among the slender branches just now has disappeared.
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This night.
The night is dark and windy, and the light is dim.
A middle-aged man with scars on his face, holding a ferocious red sword in his hand, single-handedly entered a wealthy household in Chu State near the border of Wei State.
After a while.
Inside the luxurious courtyard with red bricks and green tiles, screams of pain and screams could be heard one after another.
Soon, the screams suddenly stopped again.
Then came the shouts, noises, cries of fear, etc. of many people, one after another, and even the clanking sounds of weapons colliding.
The chaotic sound quickly broke the tranquility of the night.
The strong bloody smell gradually spread with the night wind, frightening other people nearby and hurriedly fled away, fearing that it would affect them.
…
…
About half an hour later.
Ji Fei, with a face scarred by vicissitudes of life, walked out of the home of his enemy Li Zhenghao with a prison-eating sword in his hand.
Standing at the gate, he lowered his head and looked at the Hell-Eating Sword in his hand, his face gradually showing a look of joyful laughter.
"Kill people, drink their blood, and inhale their breath."
"It not only strengthens the sword itself, but also feeds back extremely pure and clean life essence, which greatly improves my own internal strength cultivation progress."
"What kind of good sword is this? It's clearly a divine sword!"