Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan's face was full of gray and defeated color. He looked like he was sick and greasy. Without being a little angry, he became more and more prominent with his arrogant bones, and his eyes were bright and bright. The wind was not diminished.

Hearing Yin Qingqing's words, he asked: "Why are you lucky and why are you unhappy? ”

"This blood jaw knife is truly a rare knife, and its destructive power is staggering," Yin Qingqing said. "Few of the weapons in the same order can compare. However, the knife is famous not because of its power, but because it is too difficult to use. To use the power of the knife, it can only be consumed with blood and requires a high quality of blood. ”

“Can't we fight with war? Just keep killing the enemy.” Li Qingshan looked at the red blood jaw knife in his hand and revealed what it meant, which was a bloodthirsty intention that was never satisfied.

“Whoever can guarantee a hundred victories, even if they win, will not necessarily be able to kill a strong enemy. So this knife must have blood. Otherwise, if you can't drink enough enemy blood once, you must drink the blood of your master. Even if King Shu Luo holds this knife and is fed with blood once, you will become weak. Shu Luo is like me, dare to hold the handle like you, even your life is in danger. ”

“But also because of the difficulty of using it, the successive masters of the blood jaw knife tend to sacrifice it on the Shiloh altar in exchange for another blade. Many of the more powerful weapons of God were destroyed in the war, but it could remain. If the king is not used to it, he can also sacrifice it. It would be nice if he could occupy a Shura altar! ”

“No, I think it's a good knife for bruising people. And don't forget, this world is not Shura Dao, the war is not so intense and dense that there is enough time to recover. ”

Li Qingshan said that he had phoenix blood and strong hematopoietic ability to plug a Lingdan into the entrance. And after refining the blood jaw knife, he felt the knife's peculiarity, a sense of blood connecting, waving, such as the arm making the finger, which had never been used before.

So an idea arose to instill a force of shock into it, a black ripple swung on the blade, gently swinging, leaving a black crack in the void!

“Good knife! ”

Li Qingshan Road, he has not always relied much on weapons, because his most destructive means is fist. The destructive power of the shock force is really too great. If the weapon is used as a medium, however strong his control, the weapon will inevitably be damaged. Unless he suppresses the power of shock, don't do it with all his strength, but in this way, it makes no sense to use the weapon, so why not just bombard it with fists!

And this blood jaw knife, almost exhausted of his blood, became like a part of his body, not a foreign object, finally allowing him to do his best to shake the power and integrate the divine into the knife. Where the average person sees it as a flaw, it is actually its greatest advantage.

When the sharp ray of the knife blends into the power of shock, its power is never as simple as one plus one equals two, bringing his killing power to an unprecedented peak, like a tiger with teeth.

The blood jaw knife is also trembling as if it were acoustic. There is a natural fit between man and knife.

Li Qingshan gently touched the blade: “Since you are my knife, I have to give you a good name. Blood jaw is too earthy. Well, let me think, jaw, it means teeth again, which is your name, and I was recognized by Shu Luodao because of tiger nature, which is our fate. From now on, you will follow me by the name of tiger, just call it" tiger teeth "! ”

Li Qingshan raised his "tiger teeth" with pride and asked Xiao 'an and Yin Qingqing: "How about this name! ”

Probably because of the success story of naming himself "Aoyama”, he has always had a blind confidence in his level of naming. Of course, the name "Xiao An” is also his pride, no longer under "Qingshan”.

Indeed, Xiao An sincerely said: "Yes! ”

Yin Qingqing shrugged for a moment, his expression slightly distressed him, doubting whether his aesthetics were wrong, or he did not understand the customs of this world. "Isn't the name ‘Tiger Tooth’ a small name of Mountain Riva? That's a lot more dirty than" Blood Jaw ”! But it's not that simple to change the name of such a knife. If I were a blood jaw knife, I would never change my name to Tiger Tooth. ”

These spiritual weapons of divine power, whose names are not simply changed, must be recognized by spirituality. I thought that Li Qingshan could not change to "Dinobot Sword” until he had completely surrendered and refined the Feilong Sword.

In the attention of the three, the blood of the long knife flashed, suddenly a dark, dense and numb blood vessel, lit up part, appeared the “tiger teeth” two blood words.

Though the knife is spiritual, it is not too complex and intelligent, and it will not be false like human beings. This is undoubtedly due to the "inner heart" approval of Li Qingshan's new name for it, and in the absence of any repression and reluctance, if anyone gets this knife in the future, the name will be “Tiger Tooth”, not “Blood Jaw”.

“All right then!” Yin Qing sighed silently. After all, weapons are famous for their warfare.

“You got a problem with that? Xiaoqing!” Li Qingshan's eyes swept away and asked with a smile.

Xiaoqing? Yin Qingqing beat up a spiritual spirit. "No, it's a very good name. It's a good name for a king.” I hesitated, "but the king called me by my name! ”

Heather, I can't stand it at all!

“Alas, I have been in Shu Luo Dao for too long. All I know all day is to fight and kill. It is inevitably not your fault that the name is good or bad. All right, let's go activate the Shura Priesthood and replace it with the best weapon!” Li Qingshan patted Yin Qing's shoulder like comfort.

Yin Qingqing closed his mouth and couldn't argue.

……

Ten days and a twinkle will pass.

Li Qingshan fed on Lindane every day, his face finally recovered some blood, he was no longer so tired, but it still looked like the beginning of a major illness, his face was pale, but he didn't care, playing with the tiger tooth knife in his hand.

The long knife is fitted with a sheath, because the blade is straight, so it is more like a sword sheath, made by the king of the great banyan tree using the branches as the material, the body is green, it looks like it has just broken from the branches, with the texture of the bark, without any carving, just wrapped around the periphery a circle of angry roots, is sealing the blood gas of the tiger teeth in it, does not reveal a single bit.

While ensuring that Li Qingshan's blood is not wasted for nothing, it also makes the killing machine conceal. No one can imagine that such a rudimentary and natural "sword sheath” hides such a fierce blood blade.

Li Qingshan hung the tiger's teeth between his waists and told Xiao 'an: “Come on, let's meet at the Crystal Palace! ”

After the calculation of the tortoise, there are many waves of travel, but now he is even more fearless.

Tiger teeth out of sheath, see the bloodstream!