Chapter 1625

It's not surprising that the flying sword cuts the hard stone. However, with a wave of a broken knife that is difficult to use its vitality, it is amazing that it cuts the hard stone wall with great momentum.

Of course, it is not difficult for those sharp blades to do this. However, it is rare that the cutting knife in front of us not only cut the stone wall, but also rolled the hard bluestones around into powder.

"Shua Shua!" There was no earthshaking roar. The place where the knife was broken seemed to be enchanted. The hard stone turned into powder, and the stone cave with a diameter of more than one meter was formed in an instant.

The speed of cutting knife forward is very fast. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten meters deep into the stone wall, and. There is no intention of stopping.

"Stop!" Han Fei quickly came after him, holding the rusty handle with both hands, roared and pulled back with enough strength.

"Canopy -"

The forward force of the broken knife is so small that it can be ignored. Because he exerted too much force, Han Fei's body quickly retreated and hit the hard rock wall. A few meters of smoke and dust were raised, and the whole cave shook violently because of the impact.

"Wheezing -"

"Wheezing -"

Han Fei leaned against the hard stone wall and sat down, gasping, with fine beads of sweat gushing from his forehead.

This time, Han Fei felt that his whole person seemed to be empty. He felt tired. He had a strange feeling of running 800 meters in a few seconds.

How did this happen?

Han Fei was puzzled. Don't be a monk in the later stage of Mahayana. Even if you don't use accomplishments, your physical strength won't feel detached this time.

There is plenty of vitality in the elixir field, and there is not much reduction in divine consciousness and soul power in the mud pill palace. However, Yuanying in Dantian looked listless. Moreover, the blood of the whole body feels dry, giving birth to a strange feeling of hunger and thirst.

"Clang!" Han feisong opened his hand, and the rusty broken knife fell to the ground. After shaking slightly, he returned to calm a moment later. He was still so ordinary. His divine sense scanned and looked at him, and there was still nothing different.

"Gudong! Gudong! " His mouth was as dry as fire. Han Fei quickly took out a pot of spirit wine from the storage ring and poured it into his mouth. It doesn't feel good yet. He took out several bottles of Lingquan and drank it. Finally, he put the pill for nourishing blood into his mouth and quickly operated the skill. Only then did the feeling of hunger and thirst gradually slow down.

"Wheezing - wheezing -"

Lean against the stone wall and feel the slow recovery of body energy. Han Fei stared at the rusty broken knife in front of him, his eyes shining.

Baby!

Although it is not sure where the broken knife comes from, Han Fei has never experienced the overbearing feeling of cutting stone walls and space just now.

The strangest thing about this broken knife is not only its sharp and overbearing. Han Fei didn't use any vitality and soul power when he threw out the broken knife just now.

Without using vitality and soul power, the broken knife flew out without surprise. But burst out with amazing energy and speed. How would the monk react if he threw it out when facing the enemy?

At least, before I know the function of the broken knife, I can't feel the spiritual power fluctuation of the broken knife. I'm sure I'll kick it.

However, if you do that, your legs and even Dantian will be broken in vain.

Thinking of this, Han Fei couldn't help getting cold in his back. When you kill Rowan yourself, if Rowan throws this broken knife, do you still have a chance to breathe fresh air?

No!

Han Fei thought for a moment and became more and more afraid. Fortunately, I shot fast. That Luowen didn't even have the chance to use the fairy sword, so he was killed by himself. If Luowen used this broken knife, what would be the consequences——

Before he found the broken knife, Han Fei never took the Mahayana ancestor seriously. After killing Luo Wen and others, Han Fei felt that he must be the first person of Xianjun.

The pride was ended by the broken knife at this moment. even to the extent that. The person holding the broken knife, as long as he stands there loosely without any accomplishments and throws it at himself, can he bear it?

Luo Wen must know the secret of the broken knife, so he put the broken knife in the innermost part of the storage ring. Moreover, Luo Wen must also know the negative effects of this broken knife, so he dare not use it easily.

Judging from the situation of urging the broken knife at the previous moment, this evil broken knife does not need to use any vitality and divine consciousness. However, monks do not use divine sense against the enemy. I don't even have a chance to stand in front of the opposite side.

Therefore, this broken knife can only be used in two cases.

One situation is that when facing an ancestor above the king level, the other party ignores your cultivation. Look at you like an ant. At this time, as long as the other party doesn't kill you immediately, you can restrain, divine your vitality, and then suddenly throw out the broken knife. Either kill each other or run for your life.

In another case, the enemy, like himself, has exhausted his strength and soul when he is struggling with life and death. At this time, he throws a broken knife and the other party saves his life.

However, when using this broken knife, it takes a certain amount of blood and vitality. After using the broken knife, you will run out of strength and even faint due to hunger and thirst.

Luo Wen didn't use the broken knife easily because he was worried that he would die before he threw it.

"Shua!" Once the sleeves of Taoist robes were thrown, Han Fei received the broken knife into the storage ring. Dumb and wry smile. This baby is neither good nor bad. Think carefully before using it every time.

"If you can develop a pill, you should be able to use this broken knife." Swallowing the pill gradually worked, and the feeling of losing strength gradually disappeared. However, it took a quarter of an hour to recover from swallowing the pill. Put it in peacetime. This kind of recovery time is OK, but when it is against the enemy, such time has died and can no longer die.

"Where's the other half of the broken knife? If the broken knife is restored, will the reaction of pit father still exist? "

"The length of the broken knife is one meter and five meters. When the knife is finished, isn't it three meters long?"

"Shit! Three meters! Is that still a knife? The owner of this knife must be tall and strong! "

"No, headache!"

My mind was full of the shadow of the broken knife, and my mind became extremely nervous. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. After mixing his breath, Han Fei put the jade pendant of Xuanwu pass close to the center of his eyebrows.

The cool feeling spreads all over the body through the skin, and the terrain of Xuanwu pass flashes in my mind like 3D animation. Boundless mountains and gullies, high and low plateau jungle.

Soon, a bright light that started from Xuanwu pass and went straight north appeared. That should be the channel leading to the fairy family to Xiuxian continent. According to the proportion, it takes a day's journey.

Under the light, there are mountains several kilometers tall. The shortcut to there is not to fly across the top of the mountain, but to fly straight in through the gap of Xuanwu pass, and then go north at the end to the place where you can't go. That's the place where the transmission array is placed.

"So!" A moment later, Han Fei received the jade pendant and suddenly realized it.

Last time, Han Fei went to the place where the transmission array was placed and knew the location of Xuanwu pass, but he didn't find this place now. According to the terrain of the jade pendant, the Xuanwu pass I saw last time should be the other side of the gap.

After careful deliberation, Han Fei determined that his route was correct, raised his legs and walked out of the cave, ready to set off. When you get there, you can go home.

Thinking of Bai Liyan, Chen Qiaoqiao, Zhang Yuqi and his son's little wonton, Han Fei suddenly couldn't wait.

With a flash of white light, Han Fei stepped out of the cave, trampled on the void and flew towards the narrowest gap of Xuanwu pass