Dragon Emperor, Martial God

“Siemens, Siemens Gang!” “Nangong Shijia, Nangong Sword! ”

The two men flew to Lingyun and stopped Lingyun's way from left to right. Qi raised his head and proudly reported his name.

“Listen to Lonely Mo. Your boy's name is Ling Yun, right? For your sake as a lonely friend, we are not hard on you, but as you can see, we are now dealing with the giant python, at this time you come to find the treasure yourself, inevitably understand the rules of the river and the lake. ”

Simon just attacked the white long shirt with a half-metre long fan in his hand. After he landed, he shook his head and shook his fan.

Nangong sword attacked the green shirt, holding a very narrow sharp sword in his hand. He stood faceless in front of Lingyun without opening his mouth.

Ling Yun had already frowned. Now he is having a good time listening to what Simon just said. His mouth is slightly hooked and he says with a smile: “You are willing to deal with the giant python. Is that your business and has nothing to do with me? As the saying goes, the road is facing the sky, each side, everyone is busy, well water does not offend river water, what do you say? ”

Lingyun is not afraid of these people now, but he doesn't want to fight them, so he kindly consulted with Simon Gang and Nangong Sword.

Simon smiled evil, banged the fan together, and said coldly: "Boy, we only talked to you in the face of lonely ink, don't you dare ignore the good, you know, who are all here today?” After that, he raised his hand to the rabbits in the field, and the crowds who fought like giants.

Lingyun asked seriously: "Oh? Tell me, who are they? ”

Simon just pointed at Ling Yun in the field, looked at Ling Yun in disdain, and said: “See the one with the knife, Oriental court of the Oriental family, that, the one with bare hands, the Iron Zhengping of the Divine Fist Gate, and the one with the separation hook, that is the superior official, the Ravenstar with the gun...”

“Let me tell you, our realm is above the eighth floor the day after tomorrow, son, since you are a friend of Lonely Mo, we will see to his face that you join us, if you do not know each other...”

Lingyun smiled lightly: “So what? ”

Simon just frowned and glanced at Nangong Sword, then looked at Ling Yun like a monster: “If you don't know each other, let's not talk about getting out of here. Do you think you can beat us with that? ”

At this time, Lonely Mo also secretly preached to Ling Yun: “Ling Yun, these people are ancient Wushu family and secret Gate faction people. If you want to explore Shimen now, you will surely become a target immediately, and I can't protect you...”

Although Lonely Mo's memory of Lingyun remained at the moment when the two men came out of the dance hall to fight, he did not know why, when he saw Lingyun just now, he felt very kind and naturally said so much.

Lingyun can wipe some of the memories of lonely ink with the powerful knowledge of Qi Nine Layers, but he can't wipe away people's feelings.

Memories, and feelings, are two different things, for example, after a person loses his memory, he still feels close to his loved ones and friends, that is, feelings, not memories.

Lonely Mo and Lingyun fought side by side, but they took pity on each other. Lingyun thanked him for his help and injected a fairy spirit into his body to help him break through. Although these lonely Mo forgot, the familiarity with Lingyun is still there.

Ling Yun smiled and replied to Lonely Mo. He also used the vocal martial arts: “No problem, just let me see how many pounds he has...”

Lingyun had just broken through the fourth floor of the exercise. He felt his strong strength. Now was the time to endure the itch, Simon and Nangong Sword came to feed him the knife on their own initiative. He could not ask for it.

Anyway, there is endless amber spirit here, Lingyun can stand undefeated only by his own means, so he hey hey smile: “Why say so much? Can we just try it? ”

Lingyun sword eyebrows picked, the corner of his mouth pulled a strong confident smile, waved his hand to keep Xiaobai close to the rock wall, his right hand black knife shook, his left index finger out towards Simon just ticked.

Simon's face just sank and he smiled. “If you want to die yourself, don't blame me for being rude! ”

After that, he came to Lingyun's front as soon as his figure shook. He swung a fan in his hand and the lightning struck Lingyun in the head!

Ling Yun looked at his speeds and knew that his strength was not even comparable to the lonely ink at the top of the eighth floor the day after tomorrow. He was too lazy to even use the trick, lifting the black knife with his hands and stopping lightly!

“Brush...” Blackknife's blade and Simon Gang's folding fan collided, barely making a sound, just cut Simon Gang's folding fan!

Simon felt his hand was light for a moment, and only half of the fan was left in his hand. He was scared and heartbroken. He jumped away, pointing to Lingyun's black knife and said: "I wipe! What kind of knife are you? ”

Simon Gang's fan, the fan bone is made of wood, the fan is made of gold wire, can't even punch through the bullet, but Ling Yun cut it off with a light knife, can he not be shocked?

When Ling Yun waved, he was also secretly surprised. His heart said, "How could this sword of blood be so sharp?" It's no better than a real pen!

But now is not the time to study the knife, Ling Yun smiled and said: “Forget about the knife, in the face of lonely ink, just give you a lesson this time, if you dare to stop again, be careful I will cut off your leg! ”

Simon had just not spoken. His narrow, sharp eyes stared closely at the black knife in Lingyun's hand, and his eyes gradually became frightened.

He suddenly trembled and shouted in the field: "Stop it, this kid's got the legendary Bleeding Demon knife! This kid belongs to the Demon Sect! ”

Lonely Mo feared Lingyun's loss. He had been watching the situation on Lingyun's side. Naturally, he also saw that Simon Gang's fan had been cut off by Lingyun's knife. His heart was dark, and he confirmed that Lingyun was holding the sword of the underworld blood!

“Lingyun this guy...”

Ling Yun was extremely depressed. She said that she was lonely. Didn't she say that this knife had not been born for thousands of years? Why does everyone seem to know it? Is that how famous the Bleeding Knife is?

Unfortunately, Lingyun didn't know each other at first. If he had known it was a Bloodthirsty Devil's Knife, he would have rushed out with a Dragon Sword.

“Hoo...” “Hoo...” “Hoo...”

Simon's voice had just fallen, and a series of windbreaking sounds had sounded in the cave. Everyone jumped out of the attack range of the giant python and all came to Lingyun, surrounding him.

“What?! Bloody Demon Knife? ”

“Simon Gang, you're not mistaken, are you? He hasn't been born for thousands of years. How could he have it? ”

“Kid, bring us the knife...”

…………

Some are shocked, some are excited, some are greedy, some are frightened, in the darkness, each person's face has a different color, Lingyun sees clearly in the darkness.

The scene suddenly got complicated.

Lonely Mo was the last one to come. He walked in the dark and preached to Lingyun: “Kid, I just said that your knife is a blood sword, so you can throw it away before it hurries. Now, this is trouble! ”

“These people are different from me in their pieces. They are all prestigious and decent. The ancient Wushi family has taken demon killing as its own responsibility. Since ancient times, there has been no difference between right and wrong. You now have the Sword of the Bleeding Demon in your hand. It doesn't matter how you explain it...”

Ling Yun knew that there was no such thing as righteousness and evil in Lonely Mo's heart, so he also preached to Lonely Mo: “Who says I have to explain? It's 500 meters underground. I can't explain it to them. Just watch the show! ”

With an Oriental courtyard with a snowbright knife in his right hand, he was about 29 years old. He looked quite steady. He only took a step forward and looked closely at the black knife in Lingyun's hand. His face grew heavier and heavier.

The Oriental family is good at using knives and studying all kinds of knives, knives and techniques, Oriental Court stared at the black knife in Lingyun's hand for half a day, then nodded heavily and said: “Simon is right, although I didn't see the sheath, I am sure it is a monster monster sacred for 1,200 years, the Bleeding Demon Knife! ”

The Oriental Court said: “Legend has it that this is a magic knife from hell, it is made from the blood of the Black Dragon King of Hell. It is the head of the nine great sacred relics of the Demon Sect. It sucks blood and is unbreakable. Most importantly, it can capture the hearts and minds of people. It can have a strange effect on enemies. It is equally effective on the owners who use it. The user is not aware of it at first, but over time, it will gradually become a slave to the Demon Knife...”

Lingyun laughed. He broke the Oriental Court with a gentle wave. Then he turned his lips against each other and said: "Bullshit, I think you all like to hold on to the legendary truth? You see my knife cut iron like mud, say it is a magic knife, I'm afraid you all want to own it?! ”

The Oriental Court shook its head and smiled: “Little brother, you are wrong. Although I love knives and know that this Bloody Demon Knife is an absolute treasure knife, I will never have any thoughts about it. Let alone speak of righteousness and evil. I personally do not want to be a slave to a Demon Knife yet! ”

“Little brother, I don't think you are the one in the demon gate, why don't you throw this knife away before it becomes a demon, in front of the heroes of the world can't argue...”

Even the words were bright and clear. Lingyun looked at him with shock. Without greed, he nodded darkly and did not intend to be difficult for the Oriental Court.

“Lonely Mo, since your friend is a Demon Sect man, what do you say?” Simon had just been cut off by Ling Yun. He was angry and directly attached a big hat to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun glanced faintly at Simon, but he was not angry. He just smiled.

Lonely Mo shook his head resolutely: “Simon, you are also from the Simon family, don't talk nonsense, I don't care what the knife is, but I can guarantee my life, Lingyun is definitely not the one in the demon gate! ”

Lonely Mo said a few words and cut off the iron, directly choked Simon back, making his face red and white, but in the dark, no one else could see it.

Now Lingyun has confirmed that the Black Knife he has obtained is a true Dark Blood Demon Knife, but he strongly refuses to believe that this knife can erode his mind. The powerful soul he built during the ferry period. If it weren't for that horrible heavenly robbery, he would already be a full-grown fairy, how could he be controlled by a Demon Knife?

Besides, in that temple, the Buddhist monk so powerful and pure, the influence of Buddha was cut off by Lingyun! How could he care about the knife?

“Anyway, this knife has been identified as the Bleeding Demon Knife. Since it is a sacred relic of the Demon Sect, it must be handled jointly by the Prestigious Gate! ”

“Lingyun, as long as you hand over the sword, we'll let you go. ”

Ling Yun smiled faintly: “Well, since you must say it is a Bloody Devil's Knife, then it is a Bloody Devil's Knife, but I will never hand it over. Anyone who wants to pull a famous and decent front as a flag, just do it!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)