The protagonist is speechless [Rebirth]

Forcibly suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Lin Huimo began to recall the conversation between them.

Apprentice... That's right, it seems that the black-robed old man snatched the red-haired old man's apprentice.

Of course, Lin Huimo was skeptical about whether this matter was true or not.

The world of comprehension is not easy to mix, especially in the eyes of some cultivators, chance is much more important than blood relationship. In many cases, they are not suspicious, but have to guard against.

Just like now, without knowing the cause and effect, Lin Huimo would never judge an event by its appearance.This is what he said from experience after suffering a loss.

Even if most demon cultivators in the world are evil, what if there is an accident.

Even if the righteousness in the world is mostly good, what if you accidentally encounter a hypocrite.

It must be known that in this world, there are also ways of evil and evil.

Lin Huimo had no intention of getting involved in the fight between the two Jindan monks, he only thought about how to lead the people behind him to retreat.

Lin Huimo was anxious, but he didn't know that the people behind him were thinking: Fortunately, when he got up early today, he roughly refined this fox fur, but this fox fur is only ordinary, and it only endured one layer of refining plus one layer of refining. The embedded formation cannot continue.However, at any rate, it was included in the list of magical weapons, receiving his ray of true energy, not only blocking the gravel, but also not showing the slightest damage.

Still so bright red.

The fox fur that Ah Mo personally gave him, not to mention thousands of years, at least, hundreds of years.

Just when Lin Huimo secretly made up his mind that at the moment when the two Jindan monks made a move, they would use all their true energy to disturb a trace of energy, at least to let Yang Yuxin escape, someone made a move.

Not the old man of the corpse, nor the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

A bright knife light suddenly split the solidified Qi, only to see a long knife about two meters long, with a cold light, suddenly slashed at the black-robed old man. Two's chop-horse-knife.

The old man of the corpse dodged sideways, and the momentum of the chop-horse-knife fell into nothing.However, the Zhan-Horse-Knife, which looked extremely heavy, turned out to be extremely dexterous, and with a turn of the blade, it continued to slash at the old man.

The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect let out a long roar, and Hengdao joined the battle.

But it was a woman in a black dress who flashed into the battle.The woman's face is not delicate enough, but more than heroic.He was tall and slender. At a glance, he was half a head taller than Lin Huimo, and about the same height as Yang Yuxin.The black arrow sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and the exposed forearm was muscular. No wonder it was so easy to hold such a heavy Zhan-Horse-Knife.

Lin Huimo was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "Miss Yue?!"

Yang Yuxin's eyes suddenly turned cold, Miss Yue?

For Lin Huimo, Yang Yuxin didn't say she knew her very well, but she always had a little bit of it.

Lin Huimo is a person who is straightforward and affectionate.With him, there is no distinction between rich and poor, nor monks and ordinary people.But when dealing with people, his distance and closeness are clearly distinguished.

Like Lin Huimo calling him "A Xin", it is very close, but this kind of closeness is comparable to that of a brother, which is rare.For strangers, especially girls, he called them by their surnames directly, such as that girl Jiang.

But right now, he directly calls someone "Miss Yue". If the girl's surname is Yue, he has nothing to say.

However, the intimacy in his tone couldn't be hidden from Yang Yuxin's eyes.

Surprised by the fact that an acquaintance broke into the battle, Lin Huimo heard the person behind him speak softly, and said slowly and meaningfully: "Miss Yue, you are very close."

Lin Huimo inexplicably felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Ah Mo, I always know a lot of girls."

Lin Huimo was startled, why did the words sound so strange?

What does it mean to know many girls!He made it sound as if he was too careless!

Lin Huimo almost forgot that they were in danger, and wanted to turn around and talk to Yang Yuxin.But at this time, the two big living people poked motionless in the battle situation, and finally attracted the attention of others.

Originally, one with a foundation-building cultivation base and the other with no cultivation base, to the Jindan cultivator, they were just bugs who strayed into the battle situation.When someone is fighting, whoever looks down to see if there are any ants on the ground, be careful not to step on them.

But the woman dressed in black casually glanced at her, she was stunned for a moment, then she was overjoyed, and said loudly: "Brother Lin, that monster has kidnapped my brother, please help him!"

Yang Yuxin narrowed her eyes slightly.

This time, Lin Huimo no longer hesitated.He turned around abruptly, pushed Yang Yuxin to the corner, lowered his voice, and said anxiously: "The energy mechanism is out of order, run!"

The dignified monk Nascent Soul was just pushed by Lin Huimo, ruthlessly vetoing his possibility of joining the battle.

Yang Yuxin: "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he took two steps towards the corner meaningly.

Lin Huimo's beautiful peach blossom eyes were wide open, if Yang Yuxin's prestige was not there, he would have jumped to his feet and yelled at him twice, telling him to run two steps faster.

Knowing that my friend's temper became stubborn, even eight horses couldn't pull back.Just like the wine he decided to water the flowers, he would never drink even a drop of it.Lin Huimo gave Yang Yuxin an anxious and annoyed look, and took out a long knife from the storage bag with his backhand.

Unlike the simple and heavy gold-backed big ring knife in the hand of the master of Tiandaomen, nor the awe-inspiring cutting-horse-knife in the hand of the woman in black, the steel knife in Lin Huimo's hand is sharp and bright , a small word "Chen" is engraved on the handle.People who were born and raised in Moling City knew at a glance that this knife was made by the best blacksmith Chen in Moling. Judging from the quality, it was still the best grade, and it couldn't be bought for a hundred taels of silver.

It's just that such a knife looks good in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is far worse than the magic weapon in the hands of cultivators.

After all, how can ordinary products compete with magic weapons.

But magic weapons, even the worst ones, are extremely expensive.Lin Huimo is not short of silver, but short of spirit stones.Especially in his situation, since the magic weapon long knife bought by saving spirit stones was smashed, he didn't spend that wronged money.

Lin Huimo's expression was solemn, the steel knife was horizontally in front of his eyes, his slender fingers brushed the blade slowly, and said in a manly voice: "Whoever abandons me, don't let the day of yesterday stay."

As soon as he spoke, the steel knife under his palm buzzed.

As the fingers brushed, it seemed that something invisible and formless was attached to the steel knife.The natural lines left by the knife during forging lit up inch by inch, and the sharpness seemed to be urgently released from the knife.

When he stopped, the steel knife, let alone the magic weapon of others, was unbearable when rubbed against it, as if it had changed into a knife. In Lin Huimo's hands, it seemed to be a Living creatures, not only have the sharp murderous aura unique to swords and weapons, but also have the freedom and freedom like the vast sky.

When the word "stay" fell at the end, Lin Huimo's body spun, pointed at the old man with the sword, and slashed off.

The wind of the sword was silent, obviously not as strong and powerful as that Yue girl's slash-horse-sword.However, with such a seemingly simple chop, the black mist that even the master of Tiandaomen and Miss Yue couldn't do anything about was split by him into a small hole about an inch long.

Don't underestimate the inch-long mouth. After the old man of the corpse found it, he was almost mad from anger, and screamed: "The old man's cassock!!"

It turned out that the black mist was derived from the black robe on the old man's body.The cassock on his body has reached the realm of a high-grade treasure, and the formation that comes with it can absorb miasma poison and atomize it for his own use.The old man Tianshi didn't dare to move in front of his sword repairer, for fear of being hurt by the sword intent.After all, the sword intent is the intent that can only be condensed after a certain level of awareness of the way of the sword, and it has always been a sharp weapon for breaking formations and weapons.

As a result, he guarded against the kid who could use the sword intent, and in a blink of an eye, his precious cassock was torn open by the sword intent.Don't look at this is just a small hole, if you want to repair it, you need to refine at least sixteen layers of formations, so why not let the old man of the corpse feel heartbroken.

The old man of the corpse was so angry that he yelled: "The old man killed you!!"

With one hit, Lin Huimo joined the battle without hesitation.

Since he realized such a little mysterious thing when he was practicing swords two years ago, his force value has risen several levels.It's just that, accompanied by the soaring increase in force value, it was his saber that was unbearable to use and shattered one after another.

First of all, his long saber, a magical weapon that followed him from the first level of Qi refining, cracked and shattered completely after being attached to this mysterious and mysterious thing a few times.

As a cultivator, how can one not have a handy weapon at hand.

Lin Huimo gritted his teeth and bought another medium-grade magic weapon-level long knife.

In the end, it was better than last time. After persisting for five times, it was completely broken again.

At that moment, Lin Huimo realized it.What he realized may be a bit mysterious, and it cannot be tolerated by ordinary magic weapons.The higher ones couldn't be bought, so Lin Huimo had no choice but to try knives forged by mortals.

The result is that it breaks once, and it can probably last for half a stick of incense every time.If the chopped things are stronger, this time will be shorter.

Lin Huimo gritted his teeth and swore that he would definitely get a better weapon in the future.Then I went to Moling City and ordered a hundred or so steel knives from Blacksmith Chen.At that time, Chen Tiejiang thought that he was going to do some "big thing", so he would not sell it to him.Or he used some tricks to buy those steel knives by pulling Chen Tiejiang to drink for three days.

Cough, there is no need to mention the tragic past.

The only thing worthy of praise is that he drank with Chen Tiejiang and made some friends, and turned around, Chen Tiejiang sold the hundred steel knives to him at a discount, saving a lot of money.

Right now, Lin Huimo is concentrating on beating the old man of the sky corpse with the master and apprentice of the Tiandaomen.

Yang Yuxin stood aside, her amber phoenix eyes stared at the figure holding a knife and fighting with the old man with a corpse, her eyes were frighteningly bright.

It's not that he has never seen Lin Huimo's sword skills. It can be said that in the past, when he was sitting in the courtyard playing the piano in his spare time, Lin Huimo would come over to "arty" and perform a sword dance.

Different from the elegant and agile sword dance, the sword dance is much more domineering and fierce.

Although Lin Huimo didn't have a murderous look when he danced the sword to the piano music, he would inadvertently bring out the sword.It was also at that time that Yang Yuxin discovered that although his cultivation level was not high, Yang Yuxin's understanding was so good.At the eighth level of Qi Refining, he realized the sword intent that others, even Nascent Soul Transformation God, might not be able to touch, and he could be called a genius of heaven.

If he cultivated the sword, even if he only had three spiritual roots, the elders of Wanjianzong would have to fight for him.