Late Night Tales Of The Capital

Chapter 121: Will the devil also admit defeat?

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According to the description in the mind.

Ye Que finally understood the truth about the river pawn.

The river pawn is transformed by the souls of the Luoshui River for thousands of years. It was born in the battle between the human race and the monster race against the demon. The river pawn has been divided into two since its birth. . The boundless combat power turned into the pawns of the river, responsible for the battle.

In a popular understanding, the river can be regarded as the spirit of the artifact, and the pawn can be regarded as the body of the artifact.

What is hidden in a page of heavenly scriptures is the body 'pawn' of the artifact river pawn.

The river pawn was an existence that was looked down upon in the great war tens of thousands of years ago. He cut the sword when he met the sword, broke the knife when he met the knife, and devoured all kinds of magic weapons in the world. Therefore, a devouring ability was also bred to the artifact. The river of the river pawn is good at devouring flesh and blood, and the pawn of the river pawn is good at devouring magic weapons and king weapons.

The artifact that has seen the light of day is like a child who has been hungry for countless years. If it hadn't been suppressed by the heavenly scriptures, he would have escaped from Ye Que's body and caused chaos in the world.

After so many days, he finally found a gap just now, first he controlled Chengren, and then he controlled Quyi, swallowing two spirit swords in a few bites.

But karma.

Ye Que is the owner of the Supreme Treasure Book of Heaven, possesses the celestial spirit, and is even half of the divine artifact Hezuo's fate. Adding up several factors, the artifact has succeeded in directly recognizing its owner.

In a daze.

Ye Que actually possessed an artifact.

No, it can only be regarded as half of it now, but half of it is also a magic weapon.

With a thought.

Ye Que finally returned to reality.

Sumeru is hidden in a grain of sand. In the Linghai Tianshu, time has passed for a long time, but in the real world, it is actually just a moment.

Time is relative to space.

The skinny old man was wrapped in a gray spirit body that filled the sky, sweeping over like covering the sky and covering the ground, his eyes were full of ferociousness, but he looked like he was sure of victory. In his eyes, Ye Que is almost a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he really can't think of what kind of moth this little baby can do.

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Ye Que, who was about to retreat extremely quickly, suddenly stood still at this moment, and was motionless. He even put away the eleven spirit swords that were originally suspended in midair.

The whole person stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"Pretending to be profound!"

"Do you still want to sing about the empty city plan?"

"Do you think the old man is blind? Or do you think the old man is a fool? Will he be deceived by this inferior blindfold? Ridiculous!"

The thin old man waved a small white flag, and a palm fell from the sky, and the spiritual power blown away all the snow on the ground. At the same time, his person jumped up, his feet turned into knives, and seemed to merge with the dark clouds in the sky. The dark clouds of spiritual bodies all over the sky and the swaying snow formed a state of overwhelming Mount Tai.

"clumsy!"

With a loud shout, a mountain-like spiritual power attack surged towards him.

Up to this moment, Ye Que still didn't move, just looked up at the skinny old man's figure, and visually measured the distance between him and himself, as well as the area covered by the gray cloud above his head.

Three steps!

Still three steps away.

When the skinny old man was about to enter three steps in front of Ye Que, he finally made a move.

Draw the knife!

Ye Que made an unimaginable posture of drawing a knife from the air. You must know that Ye Que didn't have a knife at his waist, not even a sword. Except for clothes and a sachet, there was nothing at his waist.

"Stab!"

Something weird happened.

It was this extremely simple sword-drawing gesture, the air on the snowy road suddenly condensed, and it seemed that even the wind in the mountains had stopped.

A blue knife appeared out of nowhere. The knife was four feet long and four feet long, with a sharp edge on one side and four blood grooves. The handle clasps the wrist and the knife tip is straight. The knife swung out from Ye Que's waist, and cut off the skinny old man's right arm with one blow. At the same time, the small white flag in his hand was split into two, and the dark cloud of spirit body that fell down like Mount Tai screamed again and again.

The ferocious undead who were originally baring their teeth and claws, when they encountered this knife, they seemed to have encountered a nemesis. They all turned around and flew back desperately, but the dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and the water flowing down from the waterfall, there is no way to go back to the cliff reason.

The shrill screams came and went one after another.

The knife held in Ye Que's hand, with a flick of the blade, transformed into a gigantic ancient ferocious beast. The ferocious beast rushed into the flock of sheep like a wolf, and rushed towards the gray dark clouds, mouthful one piece at a time. The ancient ferocious beast on its head must be devoured, and there is no possibility of escaping at all.

Ye Que didn't stop for a moment, the peak of the saber turned slightly, and the second saber slashed towards the skinny old man's left arm.

At this moment, the skinny old man was full of horror, as if he couldn't accept the fact for a while, how could the same person change so much in just the blink of an eye.

The small white streamer in his hand was a magic weapon close to the third level, but it was cut in half by Ye Que's knife, and the gray undead above his head, how could it look like the nemesis he met? Not to mention fighting, it turned out to be scrambling to escape.

Do undead still have a heart of fear

The knife in Ye Que's hand was transformed from the divine artifact River Pawn, and its shape was changed from his previous saber 'Killing Demon'.

The skinny old man fled backward desperately, and at the same time, black flames were scattered towards Ye Que without money. The black flames that could burn corpses seemed to lose their magic power when they encountered river pawns, no different from ordinary flames.

Eighteen cuts to kill demons.

One cut after another.

When the last knife was swung out, the skinny old man's resistance was finally exhausted. All the magic weapons that could be taken out of his body were cut off by the river pawn, and his arm was broken. He lost most of his attack ability after losing the white flag. Relying on his own cultivation, he fought against Ye Que, who was holding the 'pawn' of the river pawn.

Not an opponent at all.

The artifact has already recognized its owner, Ye Que and the river pawn are one, how can a skinny old man resist.

What's more, after being cut off by the river pawn for the first time, part of the real energy in the thin old man's body was lost in an instant, as if swallowed by a divine weapon.

Although the pawn of the river is good at devouring magic weapons, he still has a certain ability to devour flesh and blood, especially after direct contact.

One ebbs and another.

finally.

There was a snap.

The thin old man was directly slapped on the ground by Ye Que, kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, his face was so pale that he was beaten to death.

"I surrender!"

The skinny old man kneeling on the ground suddenly yelled, and even yelled at Ye Que to admit defeat! During the duel between life and death, as a demon, he actually yelled at the human practitioners to admit defeat!

Could it be that this demon lost even his dignity after being beaten

Daofeng stagnated, Ye Que frowned, a little surprised, the skinny old man in front of him was very different from the Mo Ke recorded in the book. Could it be that in the land of Shenzhou, the demons that have not appeared for hundreds of years have mutated? After staying in the world for a long time, he was infected with human qualities.

As a 'devil', as a 'devil' representing fear, he would even admit defeat!

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