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There will never be a lack of legends in the martial arts world." There would always be a sword, a blade that would become a symbol of the martial arts world, a symbol of peace, a symbol of slaughter. There would always be a sword, a symbol of peace, a symbol of slaughter, and a symbol of slaughter. In this world, there was indeed a blade. It symbolized death, symbolized darkness, and with it, one would sink into the bottomless abyss, beyond redemption. It was a blade from hell, a mysterious blade, a blade filled with the baleful aura of heaven and earth. It was also an unyielding blade. The people of this world would never care about what the blade looked like, nor would they try to guess who the owner of the blade was. This was because the light of the blade covered everything and people would only continuously praise the blade.

Xiao Feng used a blade. Since he was young, he always had a blade by his side. It was as if he was born with this blade. This blade had never been separated from him ever since he was born. Just like his hand, his feet, his body, this blade was just like his body. Never separated. Xiao Feng's life seemed to have nothing to show off. His body was ordinary, his appearance was ordinary. It was as if this person had never existed in this world, nor had anything ever happened to him. No one knew where he came from, and no one knew where he was going either. He naturally appeared in this small village, yet he was extremely unnatural as he sat in the largest inn in the town. No one had ever seen him smile, and of course no one had ever noticed him, much less noticed that the knife in his hand was as ordinary as he was, a knife that had been underestimated to the greatest extent, a knife that, like himself, had never been unsheathed.

This was the emperor's order, so big that if one was not careful, all the heads of the entire escort company would fall to the ground. The emperor had personally sent someone to ensure that the escort company would complete its mission, otherwise, if one looked up and saw that Zu Cheng had never lost a dart in his hundreds of years of being in the escort company, from Zeng Zhen Cheng to Zeng Sun Zhen Shaohua, they would defend the name of the escort company to the death. Shaohua's current chief escort, receiving such a dart, was just nervous and excited. Shaohua knew that this was a matter of great importance, it was a success! Shaohua will personally push the escort office to another peak, catch up to or even surpass the great-grandfather Zhenshengcheng, for his descendants to praise. Failure! The escort office would also be killed by him personally.

While secretly contacting his good friends in the martial arts world, Shaohua quickly reported to his father about this matter. He knew that with just the power he had at his disposal, this mission was doomed. He had to do his best to strengthen himself.

Zhentian and the rest of the martial arts world had been in an uproar for more than ten years, he knew that this matter was of great importance, so he hurried to inform his friends who were on the path of martial arts to come and help. The second generation disciple of the Shaolin Temple, Wan Fa Hands, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Buddha, Taoist Fu Yun, the Thunderbolt Faction of Mt. Tai, and the long-established "Thousand Faces Scholar" had such a lineup. Even the super experts of the martial arts world had to consider their own strength and whether they could easily leave.

Master Wan Fist was the first to rush over and asked: "Nephew, do you know what escort the escort team is for?"

"I don't know!"

"Do you know where the escort team will send the escort this time?"

"I don't know!"

"Do you know that the position of emperor and the position of the royal experts are not used and should be given to the escort company?"

"I don't know." Zhen Shaohua answered three times without knowing as he broke out in a cold sweat. His back was drenched in sweat. He was so excited that he didn't care about the question for a while. When the master reprimand came up, he realized it was not a simple matter. It could be a conspiracy or a plot. He didn't know what it was and where it was sent to. What was even more terrifying was that the emperor had clearly left the top-notch experts in the royal palace to be handed over to the Heaven Shaking Escort Office. It can be concluded: 1. This thing is not good, it is a great monster.

2: This item is very difficult to protect. Even the royal experts do not dare to guarantee such a thing.

Three: The escort office is very likely to be framed, the person who seeks this must want to send the escort office into an irrecoverable place.

At this moment, Zhen Shaohua was already panicking. It was clearly a red-hot iron, but he had to grab it and not throw it away. The only hope left was to complete the mission. "Bodyguards cannot be lost for a month."

Daoist Fu Yun, the Lightning Hands, and the Thousand Faces Scholars arrived one after the other. After understanding the situation, they all furrowed their brows. In the end, they discussed how they would use their powers to protect this item for a month and not let it slip by. Even at the greatest sacrifice.

At this moment, Xiao Feng was sitting in a small teahouse beside the relay station. Xiao Feng appeared very suddenly. He was always in places that should not be, or it could be said that he was always in unexpected places. Although he was ordinary, it was very strange.

One: He suddenly appeared in the martial arts world, as if before he appeared, this person had never appeared in the martial arts world. He always appeared in a strange place that he should not have appeared in.

2: No one has ever seen him drink. It is a strange place for a man who walks the river to never drink.

Three: No one has ever seen him draw a knife. His knife has always been in his scabbard. The scabbard was ordinary, but the handle was very smooth. The scabbard and handle of the knife had been sharpened to a shiny point that terrified people.

This month, the escort company set up all sorts of defenses. No matter if it was a human or a fly, they wouldn't be able to fly over it. The Board of Escorts should have checked the orders of the two bodyguards, but because the Emperor had ordered them not to watch, the people of the escort company didn't dare disobey the Holy Will. They had no choice but to protect the list of bodyguards and watch the situation unfold.

Days passed, and soon, the one month deadline would come to an end. It was as tranquil as the surface of a lake without any wind or ripples at all. It was so calm that it was suffocating.

On the thirtieth day, the final calm before the arrival of the storm was finally broken by someone. An ordinary person, a person who had been forgotten in the corner, had untimely appeared in front of the escort office. The huge and mighty stone lion seemed incompatible with his indifferent expression.

No one had ever seen someone use such a dart. He walked step by step towards the escort company openly and openly, neither too fast nor too slow. It was as if he wasn't a dart hunter at all, as if he wasn't the prey of a trap step by step, and he was the hunter, and he kept his eyes fixed on the prey.

No one had ever seen someone like him, he was truly very strange, the darting escort did not know what to do, he was just so ridiculously close to the target step by step, and he himself was unreservedly exposed in front of everyone's eyes, everyone felt the strong killing intent, no one knew if they should make a move, they could only narrow the encirclement a little, and try their best to attack the enemy in the shortest amount of time.

He was so strange, so strange that people began to wonder if he was even a human being, never lifting his head from beginning to end, his eyes never changing, people only saw the target in his eyes, other people were covered in indifference, lifeless eyes made people feel a slight chill, he seemed to walk on forever, with the same steps, with the same eyes, someone saw death from here, saw his own trembling soul.

An ordinary body, however, made people feel such fear. Other than his gaze, there was also his right hand, that right hand that was often ignored. Now, it had become the demon in everyone's heart. It was a right hand that had always seemed very ordinary, but the right hand held a blade. If one did not look carefully, one would not even be able to tell which hand was the hilt.

There was no doubt: it was a powerful knife, not the knife itself, but the man with the knife. Strange people holding ordinary sabers walked towards their target with strange steps.

"Who dares to be impudent? Who dares to come?!" A wave of energy came from all directions towards Xiao Feng. An old man walked out from the main hall. His eyes were fierce and thick, and he exuded an imposing aura even though he was not angry, as if he was Shaohua's father ? Shao Hua Tian. Several famous senior figures of the martial arts world appeared beside him. They lined up in front of Xiao Feng to block his way.

Xiao Feng stopped in his tracks with a strange posture and an attacking posture. He was like a cheetah that had sensed the scent of blood and in the instant before it was hunted, he stopped at a distance of one Zhang from where he was shaking the entire sky. Only then could everyone clearly see his face. It was so ordinary that they wouldn't be able to recognize him if he was thrown onto the street. However, from then on, they would never forget his face even if they died because of those eyes. That pair of pitch-black eyes were like the very few stars in the sky that could not be seen when he extended his hand. The pair of eyes emitted a faint, mysterious light, causing one to feel a chill from the bottom of their heart. It was a gaze that did not have the slightest trace of emotion, as though it were an envoy from hell. Everyone stood quietly on the spot. No one knew what he was going to do, nor did they know what he would do next.

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

"No matter who you are, you are not allowed to take away the thing in the escort company. Today is the last day of guarding the dart. I do not wish to open the killing ring. You are not allowed to leave."

"This person is abnormally mysterious. He is not even afraid of my Lion's Roar Technique, and does not underestimate him. If he is able to not use force, then he will try his best not to use force."

Xiao Feng still did not move, as if nothing in the world could make him move. The five experts surrounded him like an iron wall.

Zhentian saw that he did not react, and was enraged. He took a step forward, and his Qi suddenly surged, causing his sleeves to flutter. The bronze bell on the Blood Tiger's Broken Blade in his right hand was shaken by his Qi.

"Who are you? Let me try."

The saber light pierced through the sky, leaving only the blade light. The blade light slashed down from above with the aura of a monarch descending. This strike contained the power to shake the heavens for the rest of one's life, it could be said that it shocked the world and made the gods cry. His subordinates all knew that this was the old master's unique skill. In the past, the old master had relied on just one move to rarely be a match for him in the martial arts world.

Saber light and saber light filled the air, mixed with the whistling of the wind. They hacked down from the sky like lightning. His aura locked firmly on Xiao Feng. Following which, it was as if a violent gale surged towards Xiao Feng. The surging force pressured the surrounding people to the point that they had difficulty breathing.

When their old friends saw this momentum, they couldn't help but be slightly startled. They didn't expect that this old fellow's martial arts had increased instead of regressed in the past few years. This move was actually this powerful. Even he himself probably wouldn't be able to withstand this move.

Xiao Feng did not move, so why did he not move? Martial arts focused on striking first and controlling the enemy first. But he didn't move at all. Could it be that he was just a lunatic who came to put on airs, a madman who wanted to become famous? He alone entering the Heaven Shaking Escort Board could make him famous, but the price of that would be death.

Did he come here to die?

Still not moving! The blade light reached his forehead! Still not moving!

Everyone sighed ? they could not stop it! Just as everyone heaved a sigh of relief, everyone was stunned. The moment Zhentian's blade touched the center of his brows, his entire body trembled, as if struck by lightning, and he retreated three steps back. With a look of astonishment, they stared at the mysterious young man in front of them in disbelief, and only now did they realize that his eyes were far more terrifying than they seemed. The eyes were so cold, cold to the marrow.

The young man still acted as if he hadn't moved at all. Everyone thought so. Everyone was thinking: Why didn't the old master just hack him down? But the truth was like this, not only did Zhentian's blade not hack down, he even took three steps back. His trembling hands no longer seemed like they could hold onto the blade that once shook the martial arts world with him. The experts were also puzzled, but soon after, they were completely shocked because they discovered that there was a gap in the front part of Zhentian's blade.

It was about an inch long, very thin, and the blade was turned outward.

No! He made his move!

It was too fast, so fast that people could no longer see him clearly. In addition to the fact that it was already dark and the youth was dressed in black, no one could see his movements clearly, no one could see how he drew the blade, no one could see how he retracted the blade either. His right hand seemed to have been placed on the hilt of the blade the whole time, and it was as if he had never moved at all.

However, it was true that he did make a move. One move turned back defeat to victory. He forcefully followed up with a powerful and heavy move, yet was still able to push back his opponent by three steps. This kind of strength and speed was too terrifying.

At this moment, no one doubted that if the youth was the first to make a move, and if the target was to shake the throat of Hua Tian, then he was afraid that Hua Tian would have already died on the ground.

What kind of power and speed was this? What kind of hand was this? What kind of blade was this?

Xiao Feng still had a cold face without a single ripple. On the other hand, Zhentian and his experts were completely shocked. He had never felt himself to be so close to death before, and there was no turning back. As long as the youth in front of him was willing, he would be the messenger of hell, and he would be the god of death.

No one doubted whether the boy had the ability to snatch the dart. Let alone snatching the dart, even if he were to kill everyone here, no one would be able to withstand one of his strikes, not even one!

Terror filled the hearts of everyone present. The youth began to move. The same look, the same steps, step by step, he walked forward. There was nothing in this world that could stop his steps, and once he walked, he would no longer stop.

A strong killing intent filled the entire escort company.

He walked step by step towards Zhentian, who was standing in the very middle. The moment he approached Zhentian, Zhentian saw him from his cold eyes, with a face filled with extreme fear. Was this still his domineering self? His empty eyes made him feel thoroughly cold. Zhentian could not help but to lean to the side, this was not what he wanted, but the body was no longer under his control, and this was just an instinct to survive.

After Zhentian made a move, an entrance was revealed. Xiao Feng passed through the human wall and calmly and slowly picked up the escort that was safely placed there. "With a wave of his left hand, he placed the escort on his shoulder, turned around, and walked out of the escort station step by step, neither fast nor slow, as if he were not a living person but a dead one.

A dead man who can move.

The crowd watched as he walked out of the escort company step by step, neither too fast nor too slow. Step by step, he disappeared into the night.

The moon was round today, but not very bright.

After Xiao Feng had completely disappeared from his sight, the killing intent that filled the air dispersed like the wind. Zhentian's blade instantly stopped on the ground and supported his body, while Zhentian's expression turned ashen as if he had suddenly aged. He had never felt so old and helpless before. "He's old, but he also has the guts."

Zhentian sighed in his heart. After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, this genius slowly walked out from the shadow just now. He stood up and cupped his hands. "Even though the bodyguard has failed this time, I do not have a shred of regret or regret. Thank you all for coming. I will take full responsibility for the escort company. Everyone disperse."

With that, he walked back to the back hall, trembling.

Old. Old. The escort office seemed to have aged as well. There was no longer any hope for the old.

The old monk sighed, "This matter is beyond my capabilities." With that, he called Zhen Shaohua over, "Nephew, I have a string of buddhist beads. A single bead is enough to allow him to join my buddhist sect. Disperse it." With that, he shook his palms, and the buddhist beads shot up into the sky like goddesses scattering flowers. His palms suddenly moved left and right, grabbing dozens of palms in the air before opening them. "These dozens of buddhist beads will be the proof for the future. This old monk will return first. Goodbye, Amitabha."

Everyone sighed. It was impossible for them to do anything.