Chapter 1753

The moment Yujue touched the skin, a dazzling white light burst out and a huge pulling force came. Han Fei's mind tightened and the whole person entered a wonderful space.

"Shit, can you do this?"

Han Fei has seen many kinds of jade Jue for printing and carving skills. However, Han Fei saw Yujue, a space warfare skill like Wu Jizi, for the first time.

This humble jade Jue has sealed a space. Although the space is only a few miles in size, there are days, land, mountains and water. However, there is no sun, sun, moon and stars in this space.

The surrounding fog was white. Looking at it in the distance, it was the same scene. Bursts of cold swept through, people can't help but cheer up.

Han Fei didn't move. His divine consciousness swept the whole space to find out if there was a dangerous smell.

There is no other life in this space. However, Han Fei felt the danger.

Because of the fog. The ruggedness of the ground was masked. Han Fei tried to fly with his strength, but he couldn't.

"No! Can't vitality be used here? " Han Fei was surprised and tried again, but he still failed. However, soul power and divine consciousness can be used freely, and there is no abnormality or discomfort in his body, which makes Han Fei feel more secure.

"Anyone?" The sound was far away, empty, integrated into the white fog, and soon disappeared, but there was no response.

"Master, where are you?" Han Fei has some regrets. Before the master left, he forgot to ask how to use Yujue. When I enter this space, I don't know whether the opening method is right or not.

God's consciousness swept away and found no creatures, but there was danger.

In such a small space, we can feel the existence of danger, but we can't find the source. It's difficult for Han Fei not to panic.

"Sonorous -"

Suddenly there was a sound of weapons coming out of his body. Han Fei was startled and looked at it. Han Fei subconsciously retreated quickly.

"Who are you!" A young man wearing a blue Taoist robe appeared. He was about the same age as Han Fei. At the moment, he was coming out of the white fog.

Soon, Han Fei saw the face clearly and was very familiar with it.

"Master -"

Soon, Han Fei as like as two peas in the voice of the Wu pole, the only difference is that the man in front is younger. However, the temperament between the eyebrows, his cold eyes, and Wu Jizi are no different.

People's appearance will change with time. Even the monk with a good face will change his appearance. However, some changes are faster and some changes are slower.

"Come out!" Young Wu Jizi held a shining machete in his hand. Hundreds of small knife rings were embedded on the back of the machete.

"--" Han Fei was startled. Shit! Didn't Wu Jizi teach the sword technique and war skills? Why do you let yourself use the sword? Does Wu Jizi want to take the opportunity to revenge?

Are you kidding? I'm not Wu Jizi's opponent. In front of Wu Jizi, with the cultivation of Sanpin Xianjun, stood there like a bloodthirsty steel knife. Such an opponent is terrible.

Um! be on the cards! Teach yourself a lesson in this way. Even if it is spread, it will not leave any evidence.

"Take your life!" When Han Fei's soul was just fixed, there was a sharp sound in his ear. A virtual shadow flew past Han Fei and rushed in the direction of Wu Jizi.

Looking at his back, it was a middle-aged man with a shining Xianbao broadsword in his hand. The big knife in the middle-aged man's hand is very long, raised high, and the heavy back of the knife is like a python with a width of several feet. It cleaves towards Wu Jizi's head, stirs the surrounding space, and instantly darkens.

"Dangdang -"

"Dangdang -"

The two virtual shadows soon intertwined and made a jingling sound.

The sound is loud and even harsh. A white light collided with each other. Shadows were left in the air.

Those shadows clearly show the action, posture, expression and even the impact after each collision. The surrounding mountains, rivers, plants and trees were clearly engraved in Han Fei's eyes, and the pictures entered Han Fei's mind uncontrollably.

The white weapons around were smashed by the two men's knife Gang, raised the dust all over the sky, flew high into the air and made bursts of roaring noises.

Han Fei hurried back, worried about being hurt by those Dao gang. However, Han Fei only retreated a few miles and stopped, because when he retreated, the two virtual shadows also retreated with him, and always kept the same distance from himself.

"Canopy -"

"Canopy -"

The two swords hit each other and made a cracking sound. The surrounding vitality was stirred. Coerced everything around and crashed into the place where Han Fei was.

However, after each impact, the breath of Dao Gang collision stopped in front of Han Fei.

"Eh! No danger? " Obviously, you can see Wu Jizi fighting with middle-aged people, and even feel the killing intention on them. When the breath surged in front of you, you didn't feel it.

There seemed to be a diaphragm in front of him. No matter how strong the breath was, it was blocked and it was difficult to hurt Han Fei at all.

That doesn't count. When Han Fei tried to move forward, the remnants of the two fights. Also obediently move backward.

"A little interesting!" Han Fei's tight nerves relaxed and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Han Fei tried again and again carefully, and generally knew the mystery of Yujue.

"This should be the image transmission of the cultivation world!"

Han Fei had his first contact in this way. In ancient times, before the fall of some great powers, they would separate the gods and souls, and use their own images to engrave the seals they learned all their life in Yujue and other precious materials for future generations.

When later generations get these jade jues, once those powerful images are set out, they will immediately show the details of the skill at that time.

After this image is presented, it is often taught in the form of residual shadow. This kind of virtual shadow can not be printed and preserved by anyone. Without the cultivation above the emperor level, we can't do it at all.

Once this image power transmission is turned on, it will not stop. The images inside will also keep demonstrating moves until they finally disappear.

When all the images disappeared, Yujue disintegrated. No matter whether the cultivator learns it or not and what the result is, the things sealed in Yujue will not appear again in the future.

In other words, the image of jade Jue is one-time, and it has more dynamic functions than ordinary text jade Jue. The duration should also be a little longer.

But everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Although this kind of image transfer takes a long time, there is no way to print the image in the cultivator's mind at one time.

Although Yujue, an ordinary skill, doesn't look high-grade, it only needs to be close to the center of the eyebrow. The internal skill can be engraved in the mud pill palace. Even if you can't understand it at that time, you can think again and again afterwards.

After understanding this truth, Han Fei quickly sat cross legged, his divine knowledge dispersed and followed Wu Jizi's figure.

The cultivation of middle-aged people is not under Wu Jizi. The sabre technique is even more exquisite than Wu Jizi. The speed of the two people's hand is very fast. If they are not so close, even if Han Fei spreads his divine knowledge and soul power, it is difficult to see their hand movements and moves.

Han Fei gestures with both hands, imitating Wu Jizi's method of cutting.

"No! Come again! "

"The speed is too slow and the effect is too poor!"

"No! incorrect! Come again! "

……

Han Fei, who focuses on one thing, is extremely terrible. In the past, Han Fei developed this character of pursuing perfection when he practiced and refined pills in the danta of Tianmo sect.

Imperceptibly, Han Fei entered as like as two peas. Every time the angle, posture and speed of the shot were made, Han Fei tried to be exactly the same as the Wu pole.

However, only imitating the appearance can not understand the essence, so that every move can show the best effect.

Failure after failure not only didn't make Han Fei retreat, but also inspired Han Fei's determination to concentrate on understanding the essence of sabre fighting skills.

At first, Han Fei was still on the ground. gradually. Han Fei stood up and moved with Wu Jizi's action.

If you can't do it once, then twice. If you can't do it twice, then five times

Han Fei seemed silly, dancing the fire cloud knife and feeling the mystery of each shot.

"Roar -"

The middle-aged man's knife technique is not weak at all. Even the middle-aged man had the upper hand. On several occasions, Wu Jizi was about to get hurt.

But at this time. The knife in Wu Jizi's hand can be rescued in time.

This kind of rescue is neither too early nor too late.

If it is too early, Wu Jizi's previous attack must be interrupted; If it's too late, Wu Jizi will get hurt.

However, neither of these extremes has occurred. Every time Wu Jizi gives his knife, he is neither urgent nor slow. He neither attacks hard nor slows down.

This mentality reflects a strong self-confidence, which is integrated into the treasure knife in the hand to form an unbreakable dagger gang.

Wu Jizi was obviously inferior to each other, and his momentum was stronger than that of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is obviously better than Wu Jizi in cultivation and knife skills. However, he can't hurt Wu Jizi at all.

Gradually, Han Fei found that the mentality of the middle-aged man had changed and became more violent. Embodied in the treasure knife, it swept Wu Jizi like a storm.

However, the knife in Wu Jizi's hand was still slow, and even the look on his face did not change at all. Several times, the knife Gang released by the middle-aged man has been close to Wu Jizi's throat, but he is still not slow.

Whenever there is a line of life and death, the treasure knife in Wu Jizi's hand will appear in time.

"Man and knife in one!"

"No! incorrect! A knife is a man, and a man is a knife! "

"No! incorrect! People are not knives, knives are not people! "

"No! incorrect! Knife or knife, man or man! "

……

Han Fei is crazy!

This time, Han Fei didn't think about the speed of his hand, nor did he look at the other party's moves. He closed his eyes and felt the knife meaning of Wu Jizi's hand every time.

When Han Fei closed his eyes, all the sounds around him disappeared. At this moment, Han Fei could clearly feel that he had become a fire cloud knife and rowed towards the middle-aged man's throat