Super Shinto

The light of the knife cuts.

boom!

The closed door suddenly burst open.

In an instant, the scene inside was revealed in front of him.

There are countless weapons on display in all directions, with cold lights, long knives, sharp swords, war hammers, long spears, war spears... everything.

Here, it is a weapon storage warehouse in Jiuyin Weapon Workshop.

However, the moment Bai Ziyue was about to step into the room, three long spears shot directly at him like sharp arrows.

Bai Ziyue's face remained unchanged, and the long knife flashed like a frightened bird.

He only heard clanging sounds flashing past one after another, and the three long spears were immediately sent flying by him.

But the moment he shot the spear away, a somewhat plump body rushed towards him like a wild goose.

A heavy long knife flashed past quickly and fell down quickly.

"If you leave here, I don't want to trouble you. If you want to be troublesome, then you can't blame me."

A cold voice followed.

"Humph!"

Bai Ziyue snorted coldly, and the saber light rolled again, directly resisting it.

sulfuric acid!

There was a sound of weapons clashing, Bai Ziyue lightened his hand, and his long knife broke.

As soon as his face changed, Bai Ziyue reacted instantly, and his body retreated faster than when he came.

boom!

The threshold cracked, leaving a deep knife mark on the ground.

Chapter 173 Anyone who offends me will not have a good time (please subscribe)

"What a sharp knife!"

A bright light flashed in Bai Ziyue's eyes.

In the battle between warriors, strength, realm, speed, martial arts, and weapons can all play a key role in determining the outcome.

In terms of weapons, because he had the experience of having his saber cut off in the early days, the long sword he chose was actually not bad. It was made of fine iron and hard forged. Compared with the standard long sword, it was much better.

But at this time, it was still easy, and it was cut off by the steward of the Nine Seals School. It was enough to see that the strength of the opponent's long sword was definitely a top-notch sword, a famous sword.

In terms of hardness, Bai Ziyue estimates that it is not much worse than the flying sword on his body.

"Hey, this is the saber that our battle hall master will replace. It is made of meteorites from the sky and combined with many spiritual materials. Not to mention your ordinary saber, even if it is compared to the Kongming saber in your gang master's hand, it is not the same. .

This knife has been carefully forged for 49 days, and it took only two days to become a knife. It is an honor for you to die under this knife. "

The steward sneered, his eyes full of sternness.

Before Fang Yuan shouted loudly, he naturally heard the real thing, knowing that Bai Ziyue's strength is not simple, he is a rare internal strength warrior.

But so what?

His own strength is not weak, but the peak of internal training, otherwise he would not be able to secure his position as the manager of this weapons workshop, and he has a peerless famous sword in his hand, so he is confident that even if he is in the realm of internal strength, he can kill it with all his strength.

"This knife is pretty good.

However, it is already mine. "

The more Bai Ziyue looked at it, the more satisfied he felt. There was a smile on his face, but his eyes suddenly became cold.

The next moment, he shot violently and approached quickly.

"die!"

The steward of the Nine Seals faction roared and raised it again, intending to sweep it down.

Just at the moment when the long knife was about to fall, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in his eyes.

What about people?

"Although a knife is good, its power depends on who is holding it.

You are a little bit worse. "

As soon as he heard these words clearly in his ears, he suddenly felt an incomparable pain in his neck.

Looking out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a severed knife on his neck, which penetrated deeply, and almost cut off his entire head.

"You... heh..."

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly let out his last breath, and fell directly into the boundless darkness.

"It really is a good knife."

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the weight of his hand made Bai Ziyue feel a little joyful, and when he looked at the blade, there was an extremely dark light in the darkness, which seemed to shine on the contrary.

With a flick of the hand, the blade trembled, and there was a slight trembling sound as it cut the air.

"This knife weighs about 270 kilograms, is three feet seven inches long, has a thick blade and a sharp blade.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a peerless famous sword, a treasured sword.

At least for me right now, it's good enough.

It can be compared with the leader's Kongming Dao, and it should be able to be used to become a first-class master. "

Bai Ziyue played with it quite fondly.

Although this knife weighed nearly three hundred catties, it would not cause any problems for him at all.

His Overlord Sword Art itself needs this kind of heavy long sword to be able to exert stronger power.

Although the previous knife was quite handy, it was still a bit light...

Then stepping into the storage compartment, Bai Ziyue didn't care about the gleaming swords and other weapons on the ground. Most of these weapons are standard weapons, and they can be exchanged for a dozen or twenty taels at most. Never give up.

But at this time during the battle, it is naturally a bit out of date.