Chapter 486 So That's It, This Is Heitian

"It is rumored that your sword skills are superb. From your previous posture and expression, there are traces of sword skills. I didn't expect that you were born with sword bones. It's a pity to refine the knife!" Yu Zhiyu's eyes lit up slightly, and then there was no more. Said, holding the sword lightly in his right hand, he rushed towards Liu Feng.

Liu Feng only felt a tremor in his body and mind, and then the bone of the sword swayed. He held the ordinary long sword in his hand, meditated on the Qingxinlu silently, and went directly to meet it. Steady, almost let go.

Looking at the long sword placed by his neck, Liu Feng finally realized how far he was from a real master. The opponent completely surpassed him in terms of skill, strength, and state. With such an unreasonable and ferocious aura, Liu Feng still has some possibility to protect himself, but with unsystematic sword moves, even if his physical strength is not weak now, he is not at all Yu Zhiyu's opponent.

"There is brute force in the sky, although there is still some talent, but I don't know what it means!" Yu Zhiyu said with disappointment in his eyes: "If the so-called secret treasure of Heitian is like this, then I don't believe that Heitian is a must for promotion. rations!"

"I'll give you another chance to show your true strength!" Yu Zhiyu took half a step back, and withdrew the blade from Liu Feng's neck, his tone became slightly indifferent, as if a sharp blade had pierced Liu Feng's neck. Feng's heart.

Liu Feng's expression darkened. It turned out that even if he had obtained so many adventures, he was still just a waste, and black ink was constantly showing on his body. Liu Feng felt that another him was rapidly spreading and rising in the abyss of his mind, and his sword bone was passed down. There was a clicking sound, and the newly formed sword bone was directly scrapped.

"Is that ink the so-called secret of the black sky?" Yu Zhiyu's spirit was lifted slightly, and his spirit spread like the sky and the earth. Breath is beating.

"Hohohohoho, I'm out again!" Liu Feng laughed crazily, the ink around him turned into an avenue, the red light in his eyes spread, and the black energy on his body rose like a substance.

"Thank you for hitting that trash, which gave me a chance to come out. In this case, I will give you death!" The heart demon Liu Feng's fierce aura spread, and the whole body rushed towards Yu Zhiyu, white light flashed, A foul wind blew away the heavy rain that had fallen.

The long sword and the big knife collided, and at the point where they collided, the big knife split apart. The long sword passed through the big knife directly, and the big knife rushed towards Yu Zhiyu with boundless evil spirit. Before the knife arrived, the evil spirit killed Yu Zhiyu. The bamboo hat worn on top of the head was cut a little.

If a normal person is rushed by this evil spirit, the whole person will be stunned and then split in half, but Yu Zhiyu is different. His spirit has merged into the whole heavy rain. Although the evil spirit is fierce, it cannot Split the dark cloud in Yu Zhiyu's heart.

Seeing this, Yu Zhiyu turned his hand, raised his long sword, and slapped the big knife, and then swung the sword, the sword was like rain, densely packed, Liu Feng roared, and the big knife turned into countless white lights, dealing with the endless stream of white lights on the opposite side. Absolute sword power.

Yu Zhiyu squinted his eyes halfway, it was raining patter outside, and so was his heart, dark clouds buried in his heart, like the lonely grave in his heart, like the never-ending rain.

"Senior, please save my wife's life!" Yu Zhiyu knelt in front of a small bamboo hut, the bamboo leaves were green, and the light rain was pattering on the bamboo leaf mountain. From the carriage behind him, the sound of a woman coughing could be heard from time to time.

"Your wife's illness is a congenital defect. It is destined and cannot be changed. Please come back!" The person in the bamboo house said softly, and then the person continued to play the bamboo flute. The sound was beautiful, but it seemed extraordinarily hollow.

"Senior, please be kind, as long as my wife's congenital defects are cured, Zhiyu is willing to give everything!" Another fairyland on earth, the whole valley is full of singing birds and flowers, and a young man in white is painting nature in the distance. But it seemed so empty.

"The number of days has been fixed, your wife is destined to die in three months, you should give up, you have innate talent, I hope you don't waste it!" The young man put on the last step on the canvas with a false smile, ignoring Yu Zhiyu's plea.

"You have the ability to observe qi, you should understand that although we are born with the ability to change fate against the sky, we will never change it!" An old monk turned the rosary in his hand, closed his eyes and said: "Everything in the world is in the Buddha's heart." In the palm of my hand, everything has its own fate, accept fate!"

"Senior once taught three innates, please give me the method of promotion! Since they are not willing to save them, then I will be promoted to innate to save them!" Yu Zhiyu said in a cold voice. He has visited seven or eight in total these days. Innate masters, but these innates all refused.

An old Taoist priest sat in front of a cliff, looking at the scene under the cliff, as if he was looking at something interesting: "We ascetics pursue the way of heaven, and warriors have to establish a connection with heaven and earth to be innate. It's a pity, I think If you want to be promoted, you must have the secret treasure of the black sky, and it is useless for you to ask me for advice."

"Your wife still has half a month to live, and after ten days there will be a person living in the secret of the black sky. You can learn from him, but things may not go as you wish!" the old Taoist pointed out. Looking at a path under the cliff, he said with a sad expression on his face.

But now, Yu Zhiyu is holding a long sword. On this small road, looking at Liu Feng who has an infinite evil spirit, his spiritual will is more and more floating, as if he has merged into the whole heavy rain. His sword is like rain, and his person is like rain. , suppressing Liu Feng's evil pressure, no matter how the ink knife in Liu Feng's hand changes, he can't escape Yu Zhiyu's continuous rain.

"How is it possible, mere mortal bug..." The heart demon Liu Feng roared like crazy, but he couldn't recover from the decline. This person's spiritual will was beyond his control, and he found that he couldn't perceive the other party's thoughts , or the other party's mind is like a heavy rain, unstoppable.

With the long sword slashing, all the meridians of Liu Feng's hands and feet were severed. He fell to the ground like a bug, unable to move. He could only let the heavy rain pour on him. Yu Zhiyu pressed his sword against Liu Feng's body. , but did not find the black sky secret treasure.

But Liu Feng didn't panic. The person in front of him had penetrated the secret of Hei Tian. He was considered a living Hei Tian's secret treasure. Feng Xin wanted to understand the secret of Heitian.

The silver dragon shone again in the sky, and two seconds later, there was another muffled sound. Yu Zhiyu opened his eyes, blood began to overflow from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Liu Feng on the ground, and laughed hahaha.

He turned around and went up the path to the cliff. There was a carriage there. The woman in the carriage was probably dying. Yu Zhiyu wanted to return to her now. Whether it was true or not, it would be good to die with her.

Yu Zhiyu picked up his wife in the carriage, looked up at the shadowy sky, and smiled: "So that's it, this is the black sky."

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiyu looked at his wife affectionately, and then jumped off the cliff with his wife in his arms. If it was innate, I would rather not take it! !