Doomsday Rise

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Two beams of light, one white and one black, entwined, and lightning passed through the dark clouds. The next second, Yaksha's body fell like raindrops, and the black and white light threaded the needle, moving with Feng Yaozi's eyes, as long as he was locked by Feng Yaozi's eyes. Not a single Yaksha can escape. In Liu Wei'an's team, Liu Wei'an has always been responsible for opening the way, but now it has been replaced by Feng Yaozi.

Junior Sister Ziqin only felt that following Feng Yaozi did not seem like she was killing Yaksha, but rather on an outing. Because no Yaksha could get close, Yaksha had no chance to rush over. She was killed by the black and white swords while she was still far away. .

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Jian Twenty-san and Chang Yueying, who were both swordsmen, looked at each other and were both shocked by Feng Yaozi. Feng Yaozi took a different approach to his swordsmanship. Instead of using traditional sword techniques such as chopping, slashing, swiping, etc., he only used a few techniques. ,prick! Concentrate all the power into one point, thereby increasing the lethality.

Therefore, Feng Yaozi's sword technique is not luxurious, it can even be said to be simple. The sword light only has two points, one black and one white. From a distance, it looks like two thin needles, but it has earth-shattering and terrifying lethality.

The body of the four-clawed yaksha is as solid as a rock, but in front of the black and white swords, the flesh is as crispy as an eggshell and passes through it. It is easy to stay away, but it is extremely difficult to do this.

"Senior, what kind of swordsmanship are you doing?" Liu Wei'an was originally responsible for cutting off the queen from behind. After seeing Feng Yaozi's sword skills, he came to the front and handed over the task of cutting off the queen to Che Luotuo.

Cheluotuo became more and more silent. Apart from hitting Taishi Chugong on the head from time to time, he basically didn't speak. He had no sense of existence compared to Chang Yueying.

"No name." Feng Yaozi shook his head. Most people keep their martial arts secret and would not reveal too much. It would be very impolite to ask others about their martial arts. However, Feng Yaozi didn't care.

"Senior, you don't know the name either?" Liu Wei'an was shocked.

"No!" Feng Yaozi shook his head, "This is my own sword technique, and I didn't give it a name."

"That's it!" Liu Wei'an was in awe. Those who can create their own martial arts are all experts. He couldn't even imagine such a powerful swordsmanship.

"My wife is a tailor. I observed her sewing and got inspiration. After my wife passed away, I sat quietly in front of her grave for sixty years and finally gained something." Feng Yaozi's eyes showed nostalgia.

"Young man is reckless." Liu Wei'an was more and more impressed by how infatuated a man was to be able to accompany his wife at her grave for sixty years. It was probably this infatuation that allowed him to realize such a terrifying swordsmanship.

"Your sword skills are very powerful, worthy of the stone sword of the Third Sword Emperor." Feng Yaozi said.

"Junior is very ashamed." Liu Wei'an has always believed that he worked very hard. His achievements today are mainly due to hard work and luck. But his own hard work is the foundation. But after understanding the Third Sword Emperor and the Spear Saint After some experiences like Feng Yaozi's, he suddenly discovered that his success had a greater component of luck. Compared with these seniors, his efforts seemed to be nothing.

Sixty years of enlightenment requires not only understanding, but also supreme perseverance. The average person would go crazy if he sat quietly for sixty years, not to mention in front of a tomb, even in a luxurious and comfortable room.

Physical torture is painful, and inner loneliness is even more painful. The pain of longing cannot be felt under the physical body.

"Practice well. Your understanding is better than mine, and you will definitely be able to go further in the future." Feng Yaozi said slowly.

"Senior, did you have a premonition?" Liu Wei'an was sensitive to the ominous feeling in Feng Yaozi's words.

"Don't think too much." Feng Yaozi smiled.

"Is Yaksha's disaster inevitable?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"By chance." Feng Yaozi said.

"Why—" Liu Wei'an said.

"You want to say that many people have predicted it, right?" Feng Yaozi asked.

"What the juniors don't understand is why the people who know don't inform others. Wouldn't it be better to let more people know?" Liu Wei'an expressed the doubt in his heart.

"You should know the 80/20 rule, right?" Feng Yaozi asked.

"Is this related to Yaksha?" Liu Wei'an was puzzled.

"How much do you know about the way of heaven?" Feng Yaozi asked.

"Heaven?" Liu Wei'an immediately remembered the conversation with Bai Ling. Because he said something disrespectful to God, he was immediately issued a thunder and lightning warning.

He used to keep a distance from the theory of ghosts and gods. Simply put, he didn't believe it. It was after the lightning incident that he began to be half-convinced. He should think about it, but he was still skeptical and conflicted in his heart.

"Yaksha is both a disaster and an opportunity. The more people know about it, the more people will share the benefits. Do you understand?" Feng Yaozi said.

"What are the benefits? Who will distribute them?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"You will know these things soon." Feng Yaozi said.

"Heaven!" A terrifying word suddenly appeared in Liu Wei'an's mind.

"Since ancient times, many secrets have been in the hands of a few people." Feng Yaozi's words are a bit ridiculous. Things that are known to a few people are called secrets. If everyone knows it, it is not called a secret. But Liu Wei'an But he couldn't laugh, and he had more questions in his heart.

"What if, I mean what if, the disaster gets out of control and there is no way to solve it?"

"As for this question, I can't answer it because I don't know, but I believe that everything has its own destiny." Feng Yaozi said.

Liu Wei'an couldn't say the next words.

"Before, I was as confused as you." Feng Yaozi said.

"What now?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"I'm even more confused." Feng Yaozi said.

"..." Liu Wei'an looked at him blankly.

"The more we know, the more we don't know, and what we know may not be correct." Feng Yaozi said.

"Senior, I was a scumbag when I was studying." Liu Wei'an said.

"What a coincidence, I have only studied "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Three Character Classic"." Feng Yaozi said.

"..." Liu Wei'an suspected that Feng Yaozi did it on purpose.

But soon, he had no time to ask Feng Yaozi for advice. The five-clawed yaksha appeared, not one or two, but in groups. Feng Yaozi's speed slowed down, and the smile on his face faded. Get serious. The black and white light was still sharp, but everyone could clearly see that the number of Yaksha bodies falling to the ground was reduced.

Liu Wei'an slowly rose into the air. In the process, he waved the stone knife thirteen times. Thirteen five-clawed yaksha fell from the sky, making a depression in the earth and never moved again.

Affected by Feng Yaozi's sword skills, his sword skills have also undergone some changes. The light is not so dazzling and the range has been reduced. However, if you look closely, you will find that the power has increased instead of decreasing. Just like a woodcutter cutting down trees, cutting here and there, it takes 100 knives to chop down a tree. If you aim at a certain position, you may only need 20 knives or even 10 knives to chop down a tree.

Feng Yaozi was shocked when he saw the changes in Liu Wei'an's sword skills. Among the team, only Jian Twenty-san and Chang Yueying were not surprised. They had known Liu Wei'an for a long time, and it was clear that what happened to Liu Wei'an Whatever happened to Wei An, no matter how strange it was, was reasonable.

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