"Little Gao's freelance surgery is not for nothing!"
All the disciples of Mount Song were panic-stricken. Those disciples of the same sect had died under his flying knife just now. Until now, no one had seen the trajectory of the flying knife when it left his hand.
However, no one doubted Gao Zhan's words. The flying knife in his hand was indeed not for nothing. At the very least, no one present dared to say that he could receive Evil Prince's flying knife. The flying knife in his hand was a deadly soul-snatching knife.
Fei Bin wouldn't doubt him, nor would he mock him. Now, he was going to face the flying knife in Gao Zhan's hand. Let's see how he uses the flying knife. Evil Prince Gao Zhan didn't speak arrogantly. He had the right to be arrogant.
Fei Bin's pupils constricted, but his heart began to feel timid. Now that he had been locked onto by Evil Prince Gao Zhan, he could only brace himself.
He thought to himself,'Why did the Nether Priest's attitude change so drastically? Is he so confident that he can win against Gao Zhan? Why didn't they join forces with him? If they joined forces, they would still have a chance of survival. Otherwise, they would fall into Gao Zhan's trap.”
Actually, Fei Bin was overthinking things. Gao Zhan's cultivation was already beyond his understanding. His thoughts and knowledge were still within the scope of the average martial arts world. He had no idea that once his cultivation broke through to the Xiantian Realm, it would be a whole new world.
One relied on one's own elemental energy to produce Inner Breath, while the other could draw in external spiritual energy as the source of Inner Breath. These were two different levels. How could he, a person who had not even reached the Houtian realm, understand them?
When Fei Bin raised his head and saw the trace of pity in the Nether Priest's eyes, his heart skipped a beat."Is this the sign of death?”
A golden wind blew over the parlor, and a chill swept over his body. However, he could not feel the cool autumn wind. He only felt that his entire body was covered in sweat.
Many martial artists wanted to see where Gao Zhan took out his throwing knife. Everyone was shocked. They did not notice that Gao Zhan's hand had moved, but a bright throwing knife suddenly appeared in his hand. Under the scorching sun, the shining light emitted a bewitching aura.?
The flying knife was three inches long, and its thin blade emitted a chill, as if it was telling everyone that it was a knife for killing, not a knife for people to admire.
The throwing knife was clamped in Gao Zhan's hand, and the noisy voice suddenly fell silent. It was as if a string that was still playing beautiful music had suddenly snapped. It was quiet and peaceful. Everyone held their breath and stared at the flying knife in Gao Zhan's hand. The flying knife seemed to have a life of its own, and one could hear its cries with their hearts.
"Saber, when you communicate with it with your heart, it can actually understand you," Gao Zhan said lightly. "It's just that you didn't study it properly and comprehend the changes of all things in the world. The blade in my hand is alive. I forged it with my heart and blood, giving it life.”
Everyone was at a loss, not knowing what Gao Zhan was talking about. In a daze, he seemed to understand.
Suddenly, the Nether Priest spoke up excitedly,"Could it be that you have already reached the realm of becoming one with the saber?”
He was very excited, as if he had heard the best and most pleasant voice in the world. Everyone could hear from his trembling voice that the Nether Priest was very excited at this moment. His turbid eyes suddenly burst out with a brilliant light, staring at the saber in Gao Zhan's hand.
At this moment, the Nether Priest was even more excited than when he saw his lover. He had already reached the state of no moves, but there was one obstacle that he had not passed, and that was his state of mind. His heart could not break through itself.
He had always been pursuing the Unity realm, and now, he had actually found it on a youth. For a martial arts fanatic like him, this was the greatest joy of his life. To be able to see the state and display of the integration of man and saber was undoubtedly his greatest wish in martial arts.
Fei Bin suddenly laughed coldly, breaking the silence. His voice was like a bell as he said mockingly,"Talking nonsense and disturbing the minds of others, is this the style of the Evil Prince?”
Before Gao Zhan could say anything, the Nether Priest suddenly snorted and a killing intent swept towards Fei Bin. He said coldly,"It doesn't matter if you're stupid, but don't insult my dao. If it wasn't for the fact that Evil Prince wanted to kill you personally, this old man would have killed you all right now.”
Gao Zhan suddenly smiled and waved his hand.""Damn old man, scram to the side. They are a bunch of idiots. In my eyes, they are just a bunch of dying chicks. Kill them, and I'll see how much you've learned and how much you've comprehended.
Hehe, wait a moment. Watch carefully. I hope you can comprehend it and let's have a good fight. It's a pity that Invincible East is stronger than you, but he still hasn't taken this step."
To you, dying under such a cultivation is a way of sacrificing yourself, and it's also his honor. There are not many people in the world who understand Dao, even I am the same. If there comes a day when I can die in the hands of someone of a higher level, I will have no regrets.
When I took this step, I had already expected this day to come. I hoped that this day would come. People always had to give themselves a trace of hope when they were alive. When they met someone who dared to kill, they would never show mercy.”
The Nether Priest suddenly laughed and bowed to Gao Zhan. It was as if Gao Zhan was a worm in his stomach and said everything to his heart. He then stood silently to the side.
All of a sudden, the environment of the entire parlor changed. The temperature suddenly dropped, and a cold aura filled the entire parlor. The twenty or so disciples of Mount Song seemed to be completely locked in place. Their bodies seemed to have been injected with a large amount of lead in their legs, making them unable to move.
In terms of cultivation, Liu Zhengfeng was much better than Fei Bin. Although he didn't understand Gao Zhan's words, he remembered that the principles of music were very similar, so he somewhat understood. However, Gao Zhan did not give him time to think. Gao Zhan had already attacked Song Shan and the others.
It was clearly the scorching sun in the sky, but he could not feel its warmth. Cold, it was getting colder and colder. Fei Bin and the others were even more terrified, and the aura of death spread in their hearts. No matter what, he couldn't get rid of it, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
His body was already wet without him realizing it. Suddenly, a ball of white light emitted from Gao Zhan's palm, and the dazzling light suddenly flourished. A silent explosion occurred in Gao Zhan's hand. The flying knives left like meteors and flew toward the disciples of Mount Song.
Meteors were objects that disappeared in a flash. It was the same for the flying knives. In the blink of an eye, the flying knives in Gao Zhan's hands condensed into knives and slashed at everyone's throats.
The moment the flying knife flew past, those who did not lock onto it could clearly see that the flying knife seemed to fly very slowly, but the disciples of Mount Song who saw the flying knife were indifferent. Everyone was suspicious."Why didn't they resist? How can such a slow flying knife kill people?”
However, the throwing knives had clearly cut through their throats, and no blood spurted out. He saw the fear in the eyes of the disciples of Mount Song, the fear of facing death.
The moment the flying knife slashed across, it was very beautiful, emitting a flirtatious light. Her short-lived beauty always left a deep impression on people. Some people already felt that it was impossible for such a throwing knife to kill people.
It didn't seem to surprise them at all. The only thing that surprised them was that the flying knife had gone, but they didn't see Gao Zhan's sharp aura from before. It was very gentle, as if he was carving a piece of art.
Suddenly, the disciples of Mount Song felt their bodies relax. The white light and flying knife in Gao Zhan's hand had disappeared. Fei Bin did not feel any pain. He laughed and said," This is a throwing knife, a small, tall throwing knife... for example... a fake... shot..."
The voice suddenly stopped, and the blood in his throat suddenly spurted out. No one who was locked on by Gao Zhan could escape. They all fell to the ground and died.
"Great sorrow is great joy, great joy is great sorrow!”
Gao Zhan suddenly sighed. He didn't even look at his masterpiece just now, as if he felt that it wasn't perfect and wasn't a perfect work of art. It could be considered a big failure, and there were still many flaws.
He had never wanted to kill someone properly like this time, using him as an artistic prop for his martial arts practice. Unfortunately, even if he tried to kill them, he still couldn't do this. Perhaps he could do it alone.
He glanced at the Nether Priest and saw that the Nether Priest seemed to have turned into a retard. He muttered to himself,"Man-Saber Unity! Man-Saber Unity!"
Gao Zhan's sigh didn't attract the cheers of the crowd. Instead, it was panic. They were different from the Nether Priest. The Nether Priest had already cultivated to the peak of the Postnatal realm. He only needed a breakthrough to comprehend it and he would be able to advance further. There was still a certain extension to one's life. If one could not comprehend it completely, one would die.
His life was about to come to an end, so Gao Zhan did not choose him. This was to give him a peaceful death. Although he did not like the Nether Priest, he could not help but admire the Nether Priest's dedication to martial arts.
Seeing the Nether Priest's attitude, Gao Zhan did not say anything to disturb him. He felt that it was good to die here. The old fellow seemed to have gone a little crazy. Hehe, that's good.
The group of martial artists who had not left the reception hall seemed to have recalled Gao Zhan's words. Their expressions changed drastically, and their faces turned ashen. They fought to be the first to leave.?
At this time, Gao Zhan no longer had the intention to kill them. In his eyes, these people were undoubtedly a group of clowns, self-righteous.
Not long after, the entire flower hall was empty. It was empty and there were no more outsiders. Only the Nether Priest was still standing there, muttering something.
His face was filled with distress, excitement, and malevolence. The expressions on his face were ever-changing.
Gao Zhan thought to himself,"If the old man goes to acting, he'll be a great actor." Perhaps he could even eat the young grass and eat those female celebrities up.”
Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era and was too obsessed with martial arts. There were shackles in his heart that could not be broken and he would never be able to break through…
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