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The red light of the demon sword dyes the crescent moon, and the blood splashes on the demon sword.

The long night is crossed by drifting clouds.

In the dispersing smoke and dust, a few wisps of broken light flickered, and a lot of red blood drifted.

Three hundred years ago, the once-famous Demon Sword Ye Cry was shattered by the roar of the sword and shattered into pieces like gold.

"That knife...how could..."

Shen Nanqing's face turned pale and she couldn't believe the scene she saw in front of her.

In her sight, only the broken hilt of the magic knife in Ye Bufan's hand was left, and the dark red blade was scattered like stars, floating and falling.

Almost at the same moment, the knife in Li Mo's hand groaned, as if roaring, as if roaring... more like a crazy laughter.

This kind of laughter is more harsh than the cry of the magic knife just now.

A gray luster appeared on the surface of the [Black Dome Knife], and a terrifying vortex formed around it, like a big mouth, crazily and greedily devouring the shattered magic knife.

The wisps of broken light blades were involved in the vortex, attached to the surface of the black dome knife, and penetrated and fused little by little.

In a daze, Shen Nanqing even heard the "crunching" sound of chewing in his ears, like a beast eating, revealing primitive ignorance and cruelty.

"The Demon Sword...this is the Demon Sword..."

There seemed to be a voice echoing repeatedly in Shen Nanqing's heart, and the hand holding the "Fushan Sword" couldn't help but hold tighter.

"Impossible...how could I lose in your hands again..."

At this moment, Ye Bufan had long forgotten that he was in danger. He looked at the magic knife that was easily cut off by Li Mo, and looked at the blood spurting and splattering... He seemed not to feel the pain, and could only feel the deep pain in his heart. Frustration is powerless.

This feeling is like a drowning person on the vast ocean at night, gradually falling towards the depths of the sea, helpless and unable to catch even a strand of duckweed.

"I am a disciple of Heiming Mountain..."

"I am Ye Bufan..."

"I should have been bright and majestic...how could I lose in your hands..."

Ye Bufan's eyes turned red and he roared almost madly.

The fall in the black cloud vision, the defeat on the hanging list... Both times, he could use his spiritual sense to avoid it.

But tonight, in a real battle, he relied on the magic sword to kill suddenly.

Ye Bufan thought that he should be invincible, that he should defeat all enemies, that he would be invincible...

However, just one move...

He stood in front of Li Mo, not even blocking a move. The magic sword shattered and the genius was defeated.

His pride, his madness, his hope... collapsed that night, without any excuse or room.

"I lost... I lost... I was defeated by the successor of Black Sword... Li Mo..."

Ye Bufan laughed crazily, with two lines of blood and tears flowing from his eyes.

He knew that after tonight, his journey to the capital would be over, and it would be over before the newcomers could fight.

After being defeated by Li Mo, he was no longer qualified to aspire to the top.

Buzz…

The roar of the sword shook the sky, extinguishing the floating clouds. The strange black dome sword vibrated suddenly, the air exploded, the vortex reversed, and the terrifying atmosphere rose again, covering the entire courtyard.

"This is...retreat quickly..."

Shen Nanqing's eyes suddenly sank and she screamed in shock.

Ye Bufan's heart skipped a beat and he immediately came to his senses. He suddenly flashed forward and instinctively wanted to escape.

However, it was too late.

After the Black Dome Sword devoured the Demon Sword Ye Cry, it finally broke through the boundary in the underworld. The frantic atmosphere was like a furious sea wave, spreading to the surroundings with Li Mo as the center.

There was only an explosion, and Ye Bufan was half a step slower after all. His arm was almost swallowed whole, and was crushed to pieces by the invisible force, leaving only a section of white bones exposed in the air. .

Rumble…

The terrifying scene became more and more grand, stretching from east to west, covering all directions, and seemed to swallow the entire courtyard.

"This...what is this?"

"The sword energy turns into flowing clouds, and the dark night shakes the sky... Is there such a weird sword in this world?"

"In the vast night, I only see this ray of sword light... the demon sword, the demon sword..."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the vision above Li Mo's head.

The Black Dome Knife began to transform, with blood and light surging all over the body, like a jungle of monsters, and the gray light was like a space between yin and yang, covering it heavily.

Even though Shen Nanqing was well-informed about such an abnormal phenomenon, he had never heard of it.

She is a disciple of the Xuantian Pavilion and a member of the [Sword God Association]. She has seen many famous swords being forged, including quite a few who have reached the first level, but she has never seen such a scene.

At this moment, Xuantian Pavilion.

In an ancient palace, there were broken weapons, broken halberds, heavy axes with silver hooks... Densely packed weapons filled every corner, and at first glance they looked like the remains of an ancient battlefield.

No one would have thought that there is such a special place in Xuantian Pavilion.

In fact, the number of people who are qualified to set foot in the huge Xuantian Pavilion is limited to two hands.

At the highest point of the hall, a golden box is enshrined, with nine strange weapons engraved on it, and the lock is sealed with a mysterious seal.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the ground of the ancient palace shook slightly, and the golden box at the top shone with a faint light, almost flashing by.

"Um!?"

Next to the palace door, the stone statue with the body of a bird or beast suddenly moved, its eyes widened, and it made a buzzing sound as it looked towards the main hall.

"There seemed to be some movement in the [Bingzang Golden Box] just now!?"

"Stop talking nonsense... If there is a mysterious soldier in the world, he will be crowned king within ten years..."

At this moment, another stone statue with an animal head and a human body also spoke.

"The Golden Box of Weapons is a rare treasure left by the [Soldier Master]. It can sense all the treasures and weapons in the world... If you have the qualifications to become a king, it must be imprinted in the golden box..."

"Now that the golden box has returned to silence, it is natural that the storm has not arisen and the world is at peace."

As he spoke, the stone statue with an animal head and human body slowly withdrew its gaze.

The Weapon Master is one of the [Seven Secrets of Xuantian], and this [Weapon Hidden Gold Box] is the treasure he left behind.

"But...the weapon master once left a message. There are some weapons in this world that are born out of weirdness and heresy...their owner is unlucky. If this happens and is short-lived, he must be reported, even if he is thousands of miles away. Invite him back.”

The stone statue with the body of a bird or beast said hesitantly.

"Then are you sure that the golden box just issued a warning?"

"I'm not sure, I just fell asleep... I seemed to be agitated..." The stone statue with human body of bird and beast said hesitantly.

"I fell asleep too...forget it...Human beings say that if an official wants to avoid disaster, he would rather have no merit than make mistakes..."

After all, the stone statue with the animal head and human body was born first, and it is alive and well, so he quickly comforted him.

"Now that the Lord of War has gone to pursue the Sword Immortal in White...how can he have the time to come back for such a trivial matter? If we make mistakes in our report, we will not be exempted from punishment, and we may have to go back and practice again."

"That makes sense, go back to sleep."

"Okay, be good, let's sleep together."

As they spoke, the two stone statues took off their coats, hugged each other and walked to the side of the hall.

…

In the quiet little courtyard, all the strange phenomena dissipated, surging like the tide of a river, and transformed into the three-foot-long blade in Li Mo's hand.

The gray stream of light suddenly shattered, finally revealing the true appearance of the new-born edge.

After the black dome swallowed the magic knife, earth-shaking changes took place. The original darkness faded away and turned into a hazy gray, just like between yin and yang, within the sun and the moon.

The handle of the knife seemed to fit perfectly with Li Mo's tiger's mouth. At first glance, the whole body looked like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword.

With such a good appearance, it seems ordinary compared to the previous Black Dome Knife.

"That knife...has become different!?"

"Is this still a knife?"

"Why do you look so ordinary? Doesn't it seem so scary anymore?"

The smoke and dust scattered, and the eyes fell on the blade in Li Mo's hand. The original fear and shock seemed to dissipate a lot.

At this moment, they even had the courage to face the knife.

At this time, the weapon that had just swallowed up Demon Sword Ye Cry turned back.

However, in the field, there were only Mo Jinshu who was silent, Ye Bufan who was seriously injured, and Shen Nanqing who was holding her jade hands tightly with a solemn expression.

Especially Shen Nanqing, this Xuantian Pavilion disciple stared at the sword in Li Mo's hand with a hint of fear, and the Fushan sword in his hand trembled involuntarily.

"The sword has entered the first level...this sword has finally reached this level..."

Shen Nanqing murmured softly, thoughtfully.

The next moment, she actually took a step forward and walked towards Li Mo.

"Um!?"

Li Mo seemed to feel something. He looked up and saw Shen Nanqing facing him on all sides.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a sword roar shook the sky and cut through the flowing clouds.

The Fushan Sword finally broke out from Shen Nanqing's scabbard, and its sharp edge emerged, like a mountain stretching out vertically and horizontally. A heavy and vast sword intent rushed towards the face, seemingly endless, weighing down everyone's hearts and making it difficult to breathe.

"First-grade sword, the blade of Fushan!"

"Shen Nanqing finally took action... Since she was using the edge of a knife, there was no reason why she should not take action."

"Even if there are thousands of mountains, a sword floats on the river... This is Shen Nanqing's sword..."

Everyone exclaimed, feeling as if they were in a trance before their eyes, as if there were thousands of mountains stretching across thousands of miles, pressing down on them. Under such a sword intent, no matter how sharp you were, you would be broken and sink into the sand.

"What a knife."

At this moment, there was a soft sigh.

Shen Nanqing's expression suddenly changed, and her eyes seemed to condense at this moment.

For a brief moment, she only saw a ray of gray light flashing past, as if when the sun and the moon were retreating and the sky was upside down, this ray of sword light intercepted the vast celestial secret that suddenly appeared.

Even with the unparalleled power of subduing demons, it is difficult to erase the intercepted vitality of creation.

Bang bang bang...

Several explosions were heard one after another, and in the turbulent smoke and dust, Shen Nanqing stepped back continuously, her eyes trembling, as if she was still immersed in the grace of the knife just now.

When she came back to her senses, her eyes were empty, and Li Mo was nowhere to be seen.

"Where are the people? Who won?"

At this moment, someone shouted in alarm that they were more concerned with the outcome of this attack than Li Mo's whereabouts.

"Who's winning!?"

Shen Nan's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and she couldn't help but look down. The clear Fushan knife was glowing with silvery white, and a crisp sound resounded in her ears.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking crack appeared on the blade, the treasure light shattered, and the sword energy was scattered.

"this……"

"Nanqing...your knife..."

Mo Jinshu, the daughter of Zhengyi Bookstore, exclaimed. She stared blankly at Shen Nanqing's Fushan Sword and couldn't believe it.

boom……

Suddenly, the Fushan Sword could no longer withstand the pressure attached to the blade. The entire blade suddenly shattered, just like the magic sword just now, and turned into broken silver and scattered, which shocked people's hearts.

"How...how could this happen...this is a first-class rune weapon."

"Oh my god... Shen Nanqing's Fushan Sword was shattered to pieces!?"

"Who is that person just now? Who knows him?"

Waves of exclamations resounded in the quiet courtyard, and everyone's faces were covered with shock and astonishment.

Overnight, two famous swordsmen were defeated... This is simply unbelievable.

"Monsters become elephants, evil men become soldiers... Who is that man?"

Shen Nanqing held the broken knife tightly in his hand, and Li Mo's figure kept flashing in his mind. He was thoughtful, and finally looked at Ye Bufan, who was beside him with his eyes blank.

…

"Brother, we're here to hang out, why do you make so much noise every time?"

The streets of the capital were no longer deserted.

Li Mo slipped out of seven or eight streets with Master Ji in one breath. Master Ji held his knees and gasped for air.

"Meeting? Don't you have an invitation?" Li Mo was stunned.

"I found someone to imitate... The person said that he had many tricks and would never be able to tell. Sure enough..."

Master Ji grinned, feeling quite proud of himself, but midway through his words, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Li Mo with a strange expression.

"Why are you asking about me when you are riding a horse? Is it my problem now!?" Master Ji was speechless.

"I always keep a low profile, you know this... but there are always people who don't allow it..." Li Mo curled his lips, as if he had been framed.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he really came here to see the world.

Who would have thought that Ye Bufan would be so high-profile, and he would play with it by himself after taking control of the magic sword. However, when he asserts his authority with the sword, he will break all the swords...

Can Li Mo’s sword listen to his commands? ?

"Take a step first, and I'll find you again in two days when the news has passed."

Li Mo dropped the words, turned around and walked away. Even when Master Ji shouted hissingly behind him, he turned a deaf ear.

"Li Mo...you bastard who can kill a thousand swords..."

Master Ji's voice echoed in the cold streets.

A moment later, Li Mo had returned to Dongjiao Mingju.

At midnight, Uncle Ma had already gone to sleep, and the little bastard had hidden somewhere.

At this time, Li Mo just took out Xinsheng's knife.

After devouring the Demonic Sword, the Black Dome Sword officially entered the ranks of first-grade runes.

"Compared to before, it seems ordinary..."

Li Mo looked at the newly transformed sword, but he couldn't put it down. He planned to sleep with it today.

"It looks like a sword but not a sword, it looks like a sword but not a sword... I can't call you Black Dome Sword anymore, I'll give you a new name..."

Li Mo was thoughtful and pondered for a moment before spitting out two words.

"Cut blade!"

The sky is gone and the law is still there, intercepting the thread of creation.

"Jie Tianyi... From today on, you will be called Jie Ren..."

Li Mo raised the weapon he received, and the latter let out a long groan, seemingly cheering for his new title.

Thanks for the tip from godss_moon for being too cute and not hitting you! ! !