I can't hold on anymore, I was exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List

"The magic knife bleeds like a river!"

Jing Xiaolou recalled that terrible dark moment 20 years ago.

Princess Wushuang swung her magic knife and killed three back and forth in the palace.

Limbs were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

The three masters of the dynasty join forces to encircle Princess Wushuang, but Princess Wushuang has been controlled by the magic knife and has completely become a demon.

Its combat power far surpasses the three masters.

If they died, the dynasty would be completely destroyed.

At this critical moment, a mysterious man appeared.

This person fought the magic knife with an ordinary sword. After three days and three nights, Princess Wushuang lost her strength and died because she couldn't bear the magic power of the magic knife.

The magic knife flew away automatically and disappeared from sight.

Afterwards, the three masters speculated that the mysterious man was probably the sword god Xie Sanshao.

At that time, he was the person in the legend, which shows how powerful the magic knife is.

Now the three masters of the dynasty are still there, but Fu Chou is much stronger than Princess Wushuang.

Jing Xiaolou's current strength is higher than the three masters, but he doesn't have the confidence to fight against the magic knife.

"Hey! The magic knife was left behind by a mistake back then. I didn't expect that there would be endless troubles."

Jing Xiaolou felt deeply regretful.

"Child, put down the magic knife, you can't control it!"

Fu Qiu didn't answer.

The magic knife flashed and appeared in front of Jing Xiaolou in an instant.

clang!
A flash of green flashed, and a green knife appeared in Jing Xiaolou's hand.

The Green Knife, the ancestral treasure knife of the Jing family, was polished by a piece of natural knife-shaped jade obtained from a volcano by the first ancestor of the Jing family.

This knife belongs to the most masculine and strong, and it is the nemesis of the magic knife.

When two knives collide, it will be closed at one touch!
A stream of magic energy and a stream of flame melted into each other.

But Fu Qiu's second, third, No. 80, one thousand and one thousand and one hits continued in succession!

Ding Ding Ding.
clang clang clang.
Jing Xiaolou retreated again and again, retreating a thousand and one steps in one breath!
The hand holding the knife couldn't help shaking, and beads of sweat crackled down.

But Fu Qiu is still as imposing as a rainbow!
The gap between the two is obvious.

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, Jing Xiaolou was not weak.

even stronger.

Tiger poison does not eat child is one reason.

The magic knife is the second reason.

Therefore, Jing Xiaolou took two steps back.

When he found out that he was wrong, it was impossible to fight back.

As the saying goes, one step back, one step back!

If it was 20 years ago, Jing Xiaolou would never have survived to $[-].

In the past 20 years, his realm has progressed slowly, but his cultivation base has become more refined.

If they had done their best from the beginning, the two should be evenly matched.

But he is a father after all, how could he poison his own child?

Fu Qiu only has hatred.

Also focus on enemies.

However, Ren Xiaoyao felt that Fu Qiu was not blinded by hatred.

It seemed that he was planning something in his heart.

His state at the moment does not seem to be controlled by the magic knife.

As a bystander, Ren Xiaoyao felt that Fu Chou was a very interesting person.

The ancestral sword technique of the Jing family is full of righteousness.

The magic knife is the most yin and evil thing.

Fu Qiu can freely use the two without repulsion.

It shows that he has a strong mind and can control the magic knife.

But this person lives too tired, too lonely!

At this time, Fu Qiu took a deep breath, and changed the magic knife into his left hand.

Hold it backwards.

The fighting spirit is stronger!

"Son. Wait a minute, please listen to me."

Jing Xiaolou has countless daughters, but for some reason, there is not a single child.

Fu Chou was a surprise.

If it wasn't for the secret report from his subordinates, he almost forgot that there was another woman who had a one-night affair with him.

So, Fu Chou is his only son.

He didn't want father and son to kill each other.

Fu Qiu ignored it.

Step forward with your left foot!
The figure instantly turned into a cloud of black air.

His right foot was an inch off the ground, and he still looked disabled.

But this does not affect his body and sword skills at all.

His sword technique has no tricks, it is completely arbitrary.

The same is true for the one thousand and one knives just now, aiming for a direction and cutting out continuously.

Just as he focused on swinging a knife a million times a day for 16 years!
Jing Xiaolou was furious!

What a fucking bad temper, she doesn't look like me at all!

In desperation, he could only continue to retreat.

After three thousand and three knives.

puff!
Jing Xiaolou spat out a mouthful of blood!

He finally couldn't bear the pressure from Fu Chou, his heart was hurt, his foundation was shaken, and he was in danger!
Fu Qiu didn't intend to stop at all.

Unfeelingly, he slashed at Jing Xiaolou's neck!
Jing Xiaolou's heart is ashamed!
Is this my retribution?

He thought of the woman who had been blurred in his mind. Fu Qiusheng's mother!

That disfigured ugly woman!

If Princess Wushuang could be restrained at that time, or Fu Qiu's biological mother could be healed, there would be no retribution today.

That's it!

He also admitted that he died at the hands of his own son!
Just when the light of the magic knife was about to touch Jing Xiaolou's neck.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in the distance!
A meteor pierced the sky and shot at the tip of the magic knife in an instant!

"Ding!"

The magic knife trembled and stopped a hair's length in front of Jing Xiaolou's neck.

At this moment, he only needs to send the magic knife lightly, and Jing Xiaolou's head will roll off his neck.

But he dare not move!
Jing Xiaolou didn't dare to move either!
The air froze instantly.

A white cloud descended from the sky.

No, not Baiyun, but a person.

Dressed in white, handsome and unrestrained, about twenty years old.

"Heaven and Earth Wushuang is a cloud, Ye Wushuang?"

Seeing someone coming, Fu Qiu suddenly thought of someone.

"Yes, it's me!"

Ye Wushuang smiled.

Fu Qiu asked with a strange expression, "Why did you save him?"

Ye Wushuang suddenly stopped smiling, and sighed slightly: "I don't think any son in this world would want to see his father killed by others."

Fu Qiu was startled, and suddenly a strange expression appeared on his face: "Are you Prince Jing's son?"

Jing Xiaolou was stunned!
How come there is another son?
If someone else came to recognize his father, he would not believe it.

But Ye Wushuang came to recognize his father. He didn't even believe it!

Because Ye Wushuang's reputation in Jianghu is even higher than him.

Because Ye Wushuang is the descendant of sword sage Li Xunhuan.

Ye Wushuang doesn't need to curry favor with this prince!
"Yes, it's true!"

Ye Wushuang nodded slightly.

"You know I'm not?"

Fu Qiu held up the magic knife, but looked at Ye Wushuang's empty hand.

Xiao Li's flying knife never fails!

There is no knife in the hand, but there is a knife in the heart!

He had already experienced the power of a knife just now, and now he would never dare to be careless in the slightest.

Even if the magic knife was as close as a strand of hair to Jing Xiaolou's neck, he would not move.

His knife will be used against Ye Wushuang's flying knife!

"Of course I know, otherwise how would you kill Prince Jing, and how would I save him?"

Ye Wushuang never glanced at Jing Xiaolou.

He must deal with Fu Qiu's magic knife with all his strength.

"Hey! Those who should come will always come. You and I know our own life experience. Prince Jing will not be able to kill him. Let me go!"

Fu Qiu immediately withdrew his knife, turned around and left.

Ye Wushuang didn't stop him.

He knew he couldn't keep Fu Chou.

His knife is not used to kill but to save.

What's more, there is a stranger next to him who can't see the way.