"Ximen family, Ximen Gang!" "Nangong family, Nangong sword!"
The two flew in front of Ling Yun, one left and one right blocked Ling Yun's way, raised their heads together, and proudly announced their names.
"I heard from Dugu Mo that your boy's name is Ling Yun, right? Since you are Dugu Mo's friend, we will not make things difficult for you, but you have also seen that now we are dealing with that giant python. Come here yourself at this time." Looking for treasures, you don't understand the rules of the world."
Ximen Gang was wearing a white gown, and was holding a half-meter-long fan in his hand. After he landed, he spread out the fan chicly, and fanned himself in a serious manner, shaking his head and saying.
Nangong Jian was dressed in a green shirt, holding a very narrow sharp long sword in his hand, standing in front of Ling Yun expressionlessly, but did not speak.
Ling Yun's brows were already raised at first, but now he was delighted when he heard Ximen Gang's words. The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he said with a smile: "You are willing to deal with the giant python, that is your business, and it has nothing to do with me? As the saying goes , the road is facing the sky, everyone walks on one side, everyone is busy with their own things, the well water does not interfere with the river water, how about it?"
Although Ling Yun is not afraid of these people now, he doesn't want to confront them either, so he kindly discussed with Ximen Gang and Nangong Jian.
Ximen Gang gave an evil smile, snapped his fan closed, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, we only persuade you with good words for Dugu Mo's sake, you must not be ignorant of good and bad, you know, today Who are all the people here?" After speaking, he raised his hand to the people in the arena who were fighting with giant dragons like flying kites.
Ling Yun asked seriously: "Oh? Tell me, who are they?"
Ximen just pointed at the field, first glanced at Ling Yun with disdain, and then said: "Did you see the one who used the knife, the Dongfang Court of the Dongfang Family, that one, the one with bare hands, Tie Zhengping from the Shenquan Sect, and the one who used the farewell Hooked, that's Shangguan Jue, Lei Wenxing with a gun..."
"I might as well tell you that our realm is above the eighth floor of Houtian, boy, since you are Dugu Mo's friend, we will let you join in for his sake, if you don't know each other..."
Ling Yun smiled lightly: "So what?"
Ximen just frowned and glanced at Nangong Jian, then looked at Ling Yun like a monster and said: "If you don't know the face, let's not talk about leaving here, do you think you can beat us with your little skill?" which one?"
At this time, Dugu Mo also secretly sent a voice transmission to Ling Yun and said: "Ling Yun, these people are from ancient martial arts families and hidden sects. If you want to explore Shimen now, you will definitely become the target of public criticism immediately, and I can't protect you." …”
Although Dugu Mo's memory of Ling Yun was still in the moment when the two came out of the ballroom to make an appointment to fight, but he himself didn't know why, when he saw Ling Yun just now, he felt very kind, and he talked so much naturally.
Ling Yun can use the powerful spiritual consciousness of the ninth level of Qi training to erase part of Dugu Mo's memory, but he can't erase human feelings.
Memory and feeling are two different things. For example, after a person loses his memory, he still feels kind to his relatives and friends. This is feeling and has nothing to do with memory.
Dugu Mo and Ling Yun fought side by side, it can be said that they cherish each other, Ling Yun thanked him for his help, and injected a fairy spirit into his body to help him break through. Although Dugu Mo has forgotten all these things, the familiarity with Ling Yun is still there .
Ling Yun smiled and replied to Dugu Mo, also using the skill of concentrating his voice into a thread: "It's okay, let me see how much he weighs..."
Ling Yun had just broken through the fourth level of physical training, and he felt his own great strength. Now it was the time when he could hardly bear the itch, Ximen Gang and Nangong Jian ran over to feed him knives, what he wished for.
Anyway, there is endless ambergris aura here, and Ling Yun can be invincible only by relying on his body skills, so he said with a smile: "Why are you talking so much? Can you beat it? Let's try it out Do you know?"
Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a strong and confident smile. He waved his hand to let Xiaobai get close to the rock wall. With a shake of the black knife in his right hand, he stretched out his left index finger and hooked it towards Ximen Gang.
Ximengang's face darkened immediately, and he said with a sinister smile: "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being rude!"
After finishing speaking, he came to Ling Yun's body in a flash, waved the folding fan in his hand, and slashed at Ling Yun's head like lightning!
Ling Yun saw his body speed, and knew that his strength was not even comparable to Dugu Mo, who was at the peak of the eighth layer of Houtian. He didn't even bother to use moves, so he raised the black knife and lightly blocked it!
"Brush..." The blade of the black knife collided with Ximen Gang's folding fan, almost without making a sound, it directly cut off Ximen Gang's folding fan!
Ximen just felt that his hand lightened instantly, and the fan in his hand was only half left. He was terrified and distressed, and hurriedly jumped away, pointing at Ling Yun's black knife and said: "Damn it! What kind of knife is this?" ?!"
Ximen Gang's fan, the bones of the fan are made of gold, and the fan surface is woven with gold thread, which can't even be pierced by bullets, but was cut off by Ling Yun with a single knife, can he not be shocked
As soon as Ling Yun succeeded in the move, he was also secretly surprised, thinking how could this Dark Blood Demon Knife be so sharp? It is not much worse than the Renhuang pen!
But now is not the time to study knives, Ling Yun smiled lightly and said: "Don't care what kind of knives it is, for Dugu Mo's sake, this time is just a lesson for you, if you dare to stop me again, be careful I will chop your legs off!"
Ximen just didn't speak, his narrow and sharp eyes fixed on the black knife in Ling Yun's hand, and his eyes gradually became horrified.
He suddenly rushed into the field trembling all over and shouted: "Don't fight, this kid is holding the legendary Dark Blood Sword! This kid is from the Demon Sect!"
Dugu Mo was afraid that Ling Yun would suffer, so he had been paying attention to Ling Yun's situation. Naturally, he also saw the scene where Ximen Gang's fan was cut off by Ling Yun with a knife. knife!
"This fellow Ling Yun..."
Ling Yun was extremely depressed, thinking that Dugu Mo said that this knife has not been born for thousands of years, why does everyone seem to know it? Is the Dark Blood Demon Knife so famous
It's a pity that Ling Yun didn't recognize it at first. If he had known that it was the Dark Blood Demon Knife, he would have rushed out with the Dragon Pattern Sword just now.
"Call..." "Call..." "Call..."
Before Ximen could finish his sentence, there was a burst of breaking wind in the cave, and everyone jumped out of the giant python's attack range, and all came to Ling Yun, surrounding him.
"What?! Dark Blood Demon Knife?"
"Ximen Gang, you must have read it wrong, right? The Dark Blood Demon Saber has not been born for thousands of years, how could it be in his hands?"
"Boy, bring the knife and show us..."
...
Some were shocked, some were excited, some were greedy, some were terrified, in the darkness, everyone had different expressions on their faces, and Ling Yun could see clearly in the darkness.
The scene suddenly became complicated.
Dugu Mo was the last one to come over. He walked in the dark and said to Ling Yun through sound transmission: "Boy, I just said that your knife is the Dark Blood Demon Knife. I told you to throw it away as soon as possible. It's fine now. I'm in trouble!"
"The behavior of these people is different from mine. They all claim to be upright and upright, and they are from ancient martial arts families. It's useless...”
Ling Yun knew long ago that Dugu Mo had no thoughts of righteousness and evil in his heart, so he also said to Dugu Mo through voice transmission: "Who said I have to explain? This is five hundred meters underground, I don't have to explain it to them, you Just watch a good show!"
Dongfang Ting was holding a bright long knife in his right hand. He was about twenty-nine years old, and he looked quite stable. I saw him take a step forward, carefully looked at the black knife in Ling Yun's hand, and his face became more and more dignified.
People of the Dongfang family are good at using knives, and they have carefully studied all kinds of knives and knife techniques. Dongfang Court stared at the black knife in Ling Yun's hand for a long time, then nodded heavily and said: "Ximen is right, although there is no I saw the scabbard, but I'm sure it's the Demon Sect's holy relic that has been missing for 1,200 years, the Dark Blood Demon Knife!"
Dongfang Ting said: "It is said that this is a magic knife from hell. It is refined from the blood of a black dragon king of hell. It is not broken, the most important thing is that it can steal people's souls, not only can it have miraculous effects on the enemy, but also on the owner who uses it. The user doesn't realize it at first, but after a long time, it will gradually become a magic knife. slave..."
Ling Yun sneered when he heard that, he interrupted Dongfang Court with a light wave of his hand, and then retorted: "Fart, I think you all like to take legends as facts? You see my precious sword cutting iron like mud, so you say it is Demon Knife, I’m afraid you all want to keep it for yourself?!”
Dongfang Ting shook his head and smiled: "Little brother, you are wrong. Although I like knives very much and know that this Dark Blood Demon Knife is a peerless treasured knife, I will never have any thoughts of coveting it. Li, I personally don’t want to be a slave to a magic knife yet!”
"Little brother, I don't think you look like a member of the demon sect. Why don't you throw away this knife as soon as possible, so as not to become a demon yourself in the future, and you can't argue in front of the heroes of the world..."
What he said was bright and upright, with a dignified upright spirit, Ling Yun saw that there was indeed only shock in his eyes, and there was no greed, so he nodded secretly, not intending to embarrass Dongfang Ting.
"Dugu Mo, since your friend is a member of the Demon Sect, what do you say?" Ximen had just been cut off by Ling Yun, and he was resentful in his heart, so he directly labeled Ling Yun as the Demon Sect.
Ling Yun glanced at Ximen Gang lightly, but he was not angry, just smiled.
Dugu Mo shook his head resolutely and said: "Ximen, you are also a member of the Ximen family, so don't talk nonsense. I don't care what kind of knife this is, but I can guarantee with my life that Ling Yun is definitely not a member of the Demon Sect. people!"
Dugu Mo's words were so decisive that he choked Ximen Gang back hard, making his face turn red and turn pale, but in the dark, others couldn't see clearly.
Now Ling Yun has confirmed that the black knife he got is the real Dark Blood Demon Knife, but he firmly does not believe that this knife can erode his mind. He is already an Earth Immortal at the Dacheng stage, how could he be controlled by a magic knife
What's more, in that temple just now, Ling Yun cut off the powerful and pure influence of the Buddhist power of that eminent monk! How could he care about the impact of this knife
"Anyway, this knife has been confirmed to be the Dark Blood Demon Knife. Since it is a sacred object of the Demon Sect, no matter what, it must be handed over to the decent sects to handle it together!"
"Ling Yun, as long as you hand over the Dark Blood Demon Saber obediently, we will let you leave, how about it?"
Ling Yun smiled faintly: "Okay, since you insist on calling it the Dark Blood Demon Knife, then it must be the Dark Blood Demon Knife, but I will never hand it over. Flag, just take it with your ability!"
(end of this chapter)