Chapter 45 Beixuan Knife!die!

The sound came faintly, as if from an endless distance, and there was a sense of space that could be heard with the ears.

However, what is even more strange is that the sound clearly came from an unknown place, but it rang clearly in the ears, as if the speaker was standing next to him.

"Who!"

Bei Xuan's knife instantly made his scalp numb, and at the same time as he screamed in shock, he turned his hand and another knife appeared in his hand.

The internal force circulates and condenses into shape, emitting a light blue shimmer, forming a circle of light blue blades on the knife.

Extremely sharp and unstoppable!
There was a knife in his hand, but Beixuan Xiaodao didn't feel any more confident in his heart. Instead, he became more confused and looked frightened.

Because he couldn't find the person who spoke. Even though he had a knife in his hand, he had no target in his eyes.

The knife is in hand and cannot be taken out!

"Beixuan family member, I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but it's a pity that you are asking for your own death!"

In my ears, that voice sounded again.

It was still as calm as before, like water, and no waves could be heard.

But the moment he heard the sound, Beixuan Xiaodao felt as cold as if he was in an ice cave.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and wanted to look down, but found that even lowering his head became extremely difficult.

It took far more strength than usual to lower his head just a little and saw the hand holding the knife.

The light blue knife was still in his hand, but his heart continued to sink.

"I...can't feel my knife anymore!"

Beixuan Xiaodao was extremely shocked. He was a swordsman.

The three-inch and seven-cent knife in his hand is his knife.

This is not a hidden weapon!
He takes a different approach to his swordsmanship than most other swordsmen in the world.

Because of this, he has already reached the state where man and knife are one, and the knife in his hand is an extension of his body, just like his hands and feet.

However, at this time, he couldn't feel his knife, and even needed the help of his eyes to see his knife again!

"Grandmaster!"

An idea came to Beixuan Xiaodao's mind, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Junior Beixuan Xiaodao, Beixuan Beifeng is the junior uncle. I beg you, for the sake of the junior uncle, please spare my life."

The words of begging for mercy ran through my mind over and over again, but I couldn't say them out.

Beixuan's knife stood on a branch. As a gust of wind blew, the branches swayed, and his body also swayed.

one two three four…

Beixuan Xiaodao's body dispersed like a cloud of smoke. After shaking the branches a few times, it completely dispersed.

It was only at this moment that Beixuan Xiaodao finally understood what he was thinking: "It turns out... I was already dead!"

"What a powerful palm technique! Such strong palm power!"

There is great terror between life and death, but also great understanding. In the last thought, Beixuan Xiaodao finally understood the situation.

It turned out that just when he heard that sound, he had already been hit by the palm and died.

It's just because the power of that palm is too powerful and fierce.

The so-called turning extreme strength into softness, the extremely fierce palm force instantly turned his skin, bones, and even blood into ashes.Because everything happened so fast, his body didn't even react and thought he was alive and still functioning.

It wasn't until the outside wind awakened his body's memory that he realized that he had already died.

"Why is such a master doing such a thing!"

Until his death, Beixuan Xiaodao still felt a little unfair, even a little aggrieved.

Is there something that you can't talk about properly?
You say it, as long as you say it, I will definitely do it!

As for taking action directly?
After all, he was a master, but he was beaten to death without even having time to say a word. He died in such a cowardly manner!
……

The sun gradually rose, and the cold sunshine gradually dissipated and became hot.

In the Zhang family's motorcade, everyone was sitting and chatting about what happened recently, with excitement, curiosity, and confusion on their faces.

I have expectations and worries about the future, and I feel anxious and complicated.

No one knew that they had just passed through the gap between life and death, and they all thought that the sudden feeling they had before was an illusion, and they even talked about it as something interesting.

The others' eyes widened when they heard this, and they all said that they had felt this way before.

The words were right, so everyone became even more excited, and a mysterious atmosphere quietly enveloped everyone.

With this topic as the core, everyone began to spread their thoughts wantonly and weave various stories. In the early stage, it was still a martial arts world, but soon it was transferred directly to gods and demons, and the level began to increase at an extremely fast speed.

The entire carriage team was walking on the road, and following the voices of the people, they seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious mist, as if they had stepped out of a myth.

"Did something happen just now?" On the carriage, Zhang Tailin put his hand on his chest, looking confused.

His heart, which had been beating continuously and had sensed extreme danger, had now regained its composure.

The speed was so fast, as if it was just beating due to a momentary stimulation, rather than sensing danger.

In such a short period of time, he couldn't help but start to doubt his intuition.

"Or... it's just because of my injury that my mind is unstable and some distracting thoughts have disturbed my mind."

Zhang Tailin was not sure whether this idea was right, but he put down his hand on his chest and picked up his sword from the side.

The cold touch of the sword gave him material comfort. The habit he had practiced for more than ten years made many distracting thoughts in his mind disappear when he held the sword, and then various sword techniques began to appear in his mind.

As he performed each set of sword skills, his heart gradually sank in.

"Wuling County is the ancestral land of my Zhang family. When my family encountered a powerful enemy, the five brothers of my Zhang family separated and left, hiding their identities in order to leave the seeds of their blood."

"Later, my father fought with the enemy and narrowly won to become a Xiantian. From then on, he was promoted to the Xiantian family in Wuling County."

"I thought that would be the end of it, but I didn't expect that after that time, my father accumulated a lot of experience and had an unimpeded journey, reaching the peak of the innate world, only under the Grandmaster."

"Because of this, my Zhang family has become the strongest family in Wuling County with my father's promotion. In order to win over my Zhang family, His Majesty Xia Emperor even granted my father the title of Wuling Bo and a marriage contract."

"My mother left in anger and has never been found. My five brothers, except for the third brother, have no contact with the master's family anymore. Instead, they each chose a place to take root and establish a separate Zhang family."

"At that time, we no longer wanted to have anything to do with my father's family and wanted to be self-reliant."

"But I didn't expect that because of my father's strength, even though I didn't reveal my identity, we often encountered bad things when we were doing business and doing things. How could we not know why?"

On the carriage, Zhang Dayuan slowly talked to his wife about the situation of his Zhang family.

(End of this chapter)

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