Patriarch of Wanjiao

In the whole world, when it comes to swordsmanship, God is number one, except for [White Sword Immortal], one of the eight great monsters in the world, he will never think of being second.

But when it comes to swordsmanship, the "butcher" is one of the seven masters of Xuantian, and there is no one in the world who can win.

"Butcher..." Li Mo murmured softly.

Xuantian Qijue, like the Eight Great Demon Immortals, has already stood at the pinnacle of cultivation, and is the pinnacle of Dao in the world. Even a master of the spiritual sense realm is no more than an ant in front of this kind of existence, and will die when blown.

It's a pity that such a strong man, like a fairy god, is high above the sky, disappearing without a trace, and can't see the world of mortals.

With Li Mo's 18 years of life opportunities and luck, he has only seen [Northern Demon Xuanzang], and it was only a glimpse, containing life and death.

As for the white-clothed sword fairy and the butcher, Li Mo can only spy a few of them from the rumors in the market. In this life, he doesn't know if there is such a fairy fate to see his true face in Lushan.

"I didn't expect the butcher, one of the legendary [Xuantian Qijue], to be the president of the [Sword God Society]..." Li Mo couldn't help sighing.

In this way, Shen Nanqing, the owner of this courtyard, should have seen the butcher, after all, she is not only a disciple of [Wumen], but also a member of [Sword God Association].

"It's just a name. With such an existence, it's hard to see the end of the dragon... Do you think it's the butcher in the vegetable market? How can it be so easy to see?" Ji Shi chuckled.

If this Shen Nanqing really met the butcher, it would be a blessing in eight lifetimes, and the peanut oil in the ancestral grave.

"Jiang Chen..." Li Mo was thoughtful, but another figure appeared in his mind.

"He is an exception...he was summoned by [Wu Zong] when he first entered the capital..."

While talking, Master Ji patted Li Mo on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother, think about it, after all, not everyone is backed by masters like Xuantian Qijue and Eight Great Demon Immortals."

"That's true." Li Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At least this kind of good luck can't fall on his head, in that case, it's better not to think about it.

"This knife is strange..."

At this moment, Master Ji walked to a precious platform, and looked at a short knife lying horizontally. The blade was only seven inches long, not as long as Li Mo's previous spiritual root.

The body of the knife is full of rust, with a faint green light, and the whole body looks like it was picked up from a pile of junk.

"Injury Blade..."

Ji Shi looked at the introduction on the jade tablet next to him, and couldn't help showing surprise.

"It was actually produced by [Spirit Blade Knife Workshop]!?"

Lingren Knife Workshop is the largest knife workshop in Beijing and one of the top five knife shops in the world, with a history of more than 900 years.

What comes out of the spiritual blade must be a high-quality product.

No matter in terms of quality, word of mouth, or history, the knives forged by the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop are impeccable. Because of this, except for the ancient masters and inherited famous knives, the upper-class knives almost only recognize the Spirit Blade.

"How did Spirit Blade Knife Workshop produce such a broken knife?"

"You don't know this, this is a knife designed to kill people..."

Li Mo spoke softly, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

One tetanus, I will send you to see your ancestors.

This [rust and damage] technique is not common.

Li Mo heard from Hua Qiuzui that it is an extremely profound skill to attach rust stains that can damage the [inner breath] on the blade.

Some forging masters mastered the [Rust Overlapping] technique, which can even damage the spiritual breath. As long as you see blood, you will die.

Hua Qiuzui said that in the territory of Dagan, there are only five swordsmen who have mastered the perfect [rust and injury] technique, of which the [spiritual blade swordsmanship] is the most ruthless. In the long history of more than 900 years, the skills they have mastered [Rust] has reached more than 3000 kinds.

For example, [Cursed Rust], which is made by mixing Poling rust and demon gold juice, is known as "cutting the little finger with a knife, and the king of Hades will shake his head when he sees it."

"This [Wounding Blade] is worth... 16 taels?" Li Mo stared wide-eyed, startled by this string of numbers.

16 taels is enough to buy a small yard in the capital.

You know, in the outer city of the capital, the smallest courtyard is only 3 taels of silver. In the previous life, it would be a mansion of about 500 million.

"The knives produced by Spirit Blade are expensive...there are quite a few brands in them..." Master Ji chuckled.

When he was one year old, the old man of their family also gave him a small spirit blade knife. He has been around the capital all year round, so he naturally knows how expensive the spirit blade knife is.

In the capital, there is a saying that goes, three generations are poor if you play with a sword, but your life will be ruined by a spiritual blade.

"Look, this scabbard is also produced by [Spirit Blade Knife Workshop], with dragon scale skin, gilded silver beads, resentful gold wire...all are top-grade materials, and the price is also 3 taels..."

Ji Shi pointed to the silver-gray scabbard next to it.

This set of scabbards was also produced by Spirit Blade, and it was precisely forged. It took [-] hours of work to make it.

"3 taels...it's outrageous..."

Li Mo couldn't help but look at the [Hei Tian Sheath] that he used in the [Hei Qiong Knife].

This set of scabbards is also of extraordinary origin, it was a gift from Hua Qiuzui, and it is said that it was refined from the skin of the great demon Heitian.

"It should be worth more than this!?" Li Mo murmured softly.

Hua Qiuzui said that for a knife user, the scabbard is equally important.

Knives and scabbards, just like men and women, must find the right size to be comfortable.

"Size is one aspect. It also depends on whether the scabbard can withstand it. The impact of retracting the scabbard every time may damage the scabbard. If it can't last, no matter how suitable the size is."

Master Ji said, obviously he has a deep understanding of this kind of thing.

"Um!?"

Li Mo was taken aback, but his expression became weird.

"Are you talking about the knife?"

"Why not!?" Master Ji asked back.

"Ahhh, this is the latest treasure from Spirit Blade..."

At this moment, a scream came, which attracted Li Mo's eyes.

I saw a group of young girls gathered in front of a crystal platform like Yingying and Yanwu. There was a knife handle lying horizontally inside, but the blade was not visible.

"what is this?"

"That's also the Kit Kat of Spirit Blade Knife Workshop. Just press the mechanism on the handle, and the blade will automatically pop out, and press it again to retract..."

"The faster you press it, the faster it expands and contracts... So this kind of knife is very popular among the girls in the capital..."

Master Ji introduced, but Li Mo became more astonished the more he listened.

"This kind of knife ranks among the top three in the sales list of Spirit Blade Knife Shop all the year round..."

"It is said that the technology of this kind of blade is passed down to the ancestors of the Spiritual Blade Workshop by His Majesty Shenzong, and it is also one of the top secrets of the Spiritual Blade Workshop... His Majesty Shenzong also gave this kind of knife a very nice name... "

"What's it called?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Switchblade!"

"What!?"

Li Mo was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"Miss Shen is out."

At this moment, a burst of exclamation drew everyone's attention.

Li Mo looked up, and saw a woman coming slowly, holding a short knife in her hand, hidden in a silver leather sheath, her sharp edge was restrained, and she didn't send a trace.

However, the moment this woman appeared, the knives in the whole courtyard could not help but hum. Whether it was the treasured knives on display or the sabers of the participants, it seemed that a giant crocodile stepped into the abyss. , terrified, shuddering.

"That knife..."

Li Mo's eyes sank slightly, thoughtful, although he hadn't seen the knife unsheathed yet.

But he can almost conclude that the knife must be a first-grade rune weapon, almost among the pinnacle of rune weapons.

The moment the woman came with the knives, all the knives trembled in fear, seemed to shrink back, seemed to dodge...

This is a kind of vision caused by the apotheosis of the spirit into the knife, the knife's energy intermingles and interacts with each other.

Only the Heiqiong knife behind Li Mo trembled slightly, revealing an almost morbid excitement.

"You are one level lower than others..." Li Mo shook his head, calmly comforting him.

"Is that Shen Nanqing?"

Li Mo stood in the distance, staring intently.

"The one next to her is the daughter of Zhengyi Bookstore, Mo Jinshu, you met in Jianjun Mansion..." Ji Shi said lightly.

As soon as Shen Nanqing Fang appeared, the night wind blew and her hair fell down, making her pretty face even more charming. Her eyes were slightly focused, although she was smiling, it was like a knife sweeping across the yard, sweeping across the yard, everyone's face.

"This woman is really not simple..." Li Mo lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"how?"

"She is sharpening the knife..." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"Sharpen the knife!?" Master Ji asked in confusion.

"This yard is her scabbard, and she is that knife. The moment she just appeared, the sharpness was revealed, and all the knives trembled. This glance is to see who is resisting her sharpness..."

"Use this as a stone, sharpen your edge!"

In Li Mo's eyes, Shen Nanqing and Hua Qiuzui walked the same path, using their body as a knife.

However, the Shen Nanqing in front of him was much stronger than the Hua Qiuzui that day.

"Thanks to everyone for honoring you today, coming to the small courtyard, it is full of splendor..."

With Shen Nanqing's soft words, the whole courtyard was quieted down, and she instantly became the focus, shining brightly, compared to those famous knives handed down from generation to generation.

"Miss Shen, you're being polite..." Someone echoed.

"Today's grand meeting, meeting friends with a knife, and the full support of Zhengyi Bookstore... Nanqing will naturally satisfy everyone..."

At this moment, Shen Nanqing changed the subject and raised his hand suddenly.

The next moment, two shirtless wrestlers came forward with a raised frame covered with a layer of black leather canvas, making it impossible to see what was hidden inside.

"Miss Shen, is there a surprise tonight?"

Immediately, whispers resounded in the courtyard, and everyone whispered to each other, wondering what surprises were hidden under the black cloth, it was so mysterious.

Shen Nanqing didn't speak, but just smiled at Mo Jinshu who was beside him.

"what happened to you?"

At this moment, Master Ji's expression changed, and he could see that Li Mo's expression beside him was a little unnatural.

"Hidden in there..."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed, and he felt a vague aura stirring the spirit seedling in his dantian.

rumbling...

Two shirtless wrestlers lowered the overhead frame and retreated respectfully.

"Miss Shen, what is this? Just don't be a fool..." Someone asked loudly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of booing, and it seemed that they couldn't wait to see this unexpected joy.

"Since meeting friends with a knife... I prepared a famous knife for everyone..."

As he spoke, Shen Nanqing walked up to the high shelf covered with black cloth, his cold eyes were full of meaning, and the knife in his hand was unconsciously clenched even tighter.

"Nan Qing, just speak the truth..."

Mo Jinshu looked at the atmosphere that was getting hotter and hotter, couldn't help smiling slightly, and urged straight away.

"Everyone have heard..."

"Yeyi!?" Shen Nanqing's lips parted slightly, and he spat out a name.

The simple two words echoed in the quiet small courtyard. Some people looked around in a daze, while some people's expressions suddenly changed, revealing a dignified look.

"Magic Blade Night Cry!?"

"This knife once seriously injured Hei Jian... It took his heart and blood, and almost killed him..."

"This is the ominous blade, and it's still in the world!?"

At this moment, bursts of shouts resounded, and everyone's eyes on the elevated road changed instantly.

Once frightened the black sword with its sharpness, and frightened ghosts and gods by crying at night and singing long songs.

Demon Saber Night Cry was also famous for its fierceness.

300 years ago, the young Hei Jian walked into the capital alone and entered the Xuantian Pavilion.

At that time, he was so powerful that he overwhelmed the arrogance of his peers, and even the five great mountain gates were all bowed by him.

Being so arrogant, so arrogant, so high-profile... will naturally attract criticism and bring about the disaster of killing people.

It is against such a background that Demon Sword Night Cry came into being.

It is rumored that it was forged from the [Heiming Mountain] among the five great mountain gates. It absorbs the hearts of all demons, collects the thoughts of resentment and anger, melts the evil spirits of Xuanyin, and forges it from the mines of demons outside the sky.

Once the saber is done, the ghosts are frightened, and Xuanxiu retreats.

At that time, one of the five great mountain gates, a young Tianjiao, used this sword to sneak attack Heijian, severely wounding him, and devoured the latter's heart and blood.

This was a catastrophe in Hei Jian's life, almost costing his life.

The black sword lived against death, fled to a distant place, the Tianjiao held the night cry, went as far as Luofu, suppressed the mountain gate with the knife, and killed it until blood flowed like a river.

Afterwards, the black sword broke through the gate and came out, with the ability to startle the dragon and the mysterious hair of nine lives, it crushed the five corpses of the Tianjiao, and his head hung high over the Luofu Mountain Gate.

From then on, the magic knife night cry disappeared and never appeared in the world again.

"Unexpectedly, this knife reappeared in the world, and it fell into Miss Shen's hands."

"Yewai Demon Knife... This knife is the blood that once drank the black sword..."

"I didn't expect to see the style of the old magic knife tonight."

A series of exclamations sounded, and Shen Nanqing's simple words pushed the atmosphere tonight to a climax.

"Tonight, I will choose a new owner for the Yecry Knife."

Shen Nanqing's control over the atmosphere had reached the point of perfection. As soon as he finished speaking, the shouts in the courtyard rose again.

She gently raised her jade hand, and the black cloth fluttered, and above the crystal shelf, a dark red long knife suddenly emerged, and the blade moved quietly, like a dark night sky, bloody light must be seen, and there is no limit to killing.

Looking at the knife, everyone felt their eyes stabbing, as if their eyes had been cut off by it.

"Magic knife!"

hum...

At this moment, Li Mo's body moved suddenly, and the demon sword behind him trembled uncontrollably, the blade groaned hard, as if trying to compete with the sky.

Don't call me short, if there are no accidents, there will be another chapter tonight! ! !