Li Tieguai naturally heard what Lu Chunyang said just now, especially the word 'magic knife'. It's really clear that it's not enough anymore...
Li Tieguai swallowed his saliva, as if there were gravels flowing through his throat. Not only was his throat choked, but his words were also lacking in confidence.
"Dare you ask... Are you from the west or the south."
It is said that the two disciples of the sword demon. They are from the Western Regions and Southern Xinjiang, respectively. One obtains the lofty and arcane skills of the sword, and the other obtains the madness of the sword's meaning. Both are usually untouchable evil stars.
The man smiled and said, "It's very discerning, I'm from the south."
Li Tieguai was shocked, and his heart sank.
"So, you are the Demon Eye with the compound surname?"
The man smiled coldly, but his pupils flashed with a green and strange light.
"My name is Demon Eye Shura. It seems that you have heard of it."
The mysterious surname, Demon Eye, came from the Wanyu Demon Eye Knife Sect in the Southern Border.
The reputation of the Demon Eye Sword Sect in the southern border sword world is almost equal to the reputation of Luojian Mountain Villa in the Central Plains sword world - it has the qualification to be the top of the party.
The Demon Eye Sect uses the sword as its name. The swords used by the sect are all cast with Asura Demon Eyes, and the swords are named Shura. Therefore, in the martial arts forest in the southern border, there are dozens or hundreds of Asura swords with different shapes and different sword owners.
Someone once arranged the hand-painted spectrum of the world's swords, and the magic eye Rahu, the master of the magic eye sword sect, and his Shura sword ranked fifth, and the world was terrified of his superb swordsmanship. Only the people in the Southern Border martial arts agreed that this ranking was highly discriminatory. If Rahu, the magic eye, came from a remote place in the Southern Border far away from the Central Plains, this ranking should be changed, at least it must not be out of the top three.
Twenty years ago, the magic eye Rahu made an appointment to fight the sword demon. The two of them each succeeded in their peerless knife skills, and they fought heartily for three days before the winner was decided. But no one knows the result. This duel is still talked about in the Southern Border Martial Arts so far, and at the same time once again confirmed the status of the Demon Eye Knife Sect in the Southern Border Martial Arts. It was also after that battle that Dao Demon, who claimed to have only accepted one apprentice in his life, accepted the only son of the demon-eyed Rahushang who was under ten years old as his apprentice.
Therefore, this gentleman is not yet thirty years old, but he is already famous all over the world.
The Demon Eye Shura raised his sword flat, like a snake's green pupil flashing a green light: "Since you know who I am. You should also know that I will never allow you to live."
Li Zhong and the two looked pale, looked at each other, and both had the same idea in their hearts: give up their lives to save the eldest brother.
The man in the hat, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.
"Young Sect Master, wait. You have already won the weapon in Lu Chunyang's hand, and it is already a victory. If the opponent does not resist, according to the rules, you can't fight again, let alone kill your opponent. Otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, the man in the hat felt that the cloth of the hat was raised, and his neck was cold. He didn't know what was going on when he heard a big tree behind him fall to the ground with a clatter. cut.
This big tree can't be carried by an adult man alone, and he can cut it down with an ordinary sword. To be so clean and neat, it still requires a cultivation level like Lu Chunyang to do it. But the magic eye Shura just raised his hand lightly, and cut it down purely by the wind of the sword.
This person is young, how can martial arts have reached such a state.
The young man with green eyes and white face sneered.
"Just now, a dog wearing a hat was chattering in front of me, saying some rules and regulations. I got impatient and cut off his head with a knife."
"You, you dare to do this?!"
"What's wrong with me?"
The eyes of the man with the hat flashed, and the young man had come to him at an unknown time, and his big hand reached into the hat and covered his face.
"Luo Ming invited people to fight. Could it be that he used some kind of open-minded method? My Demon Eye Sect has lost fourteen Asura knives and fourteen knives in three years. Don't say that this has nothing to do with your Luo family. A three-year-old child?"
The man in the bucket hat babbled and didn't know what to say, Demon Eye Shura laughed.
"You said I ignored the rules, should I be disqualified? I apologize very much, I still have to enter the finals and find Luo Ming to settle accounts. But I don't have any spare time to lose my qualifications. I can't hear a word of your stinky rules, and I don't know about you. What to say, but you are not happy with Lao Tzu, and you will cut your head with a knife, which is only natural.
Since I don't know the rules, how can I break the rules? Don't you Han people have a saying that those who don't know are not guilty? "
A ferocious gleam flashed in his eyes, and the blade of the Asura Ghost Face was about to take the head lightly, when suddenly the blade froze, and the devil eye Asura turned his head slowly.
"What a strong fighting spirit..."
Li Tieguai and others naturally did not know what he meant.
In the depths of the dense forest where Demon Eye Shura was watching, a cyclone of power that was as strong as a storm was coming. Wherever they passed, the trees flew, and there was nothing to stop them. From the center, there were several sounds of 'Amitabha Buddha' and 'Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate'.
Time goes back a few hours.
At this moment, the sky is still completely unexpectedly clear like heavy rain is coming.
A gust of wind blew, and a green leaf fell gently from the tree. Before it could reach the ground, a blade of light suddenly burst open from it, splitting two leaves.
"It's the right knife."
There was no compliment or impatience in the girl's tone, and some were just plain and serious.
A girl with a narrow waist and a slender body - no, Su Xiao put the knife back into its sheath, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and said happily, "Thank you, Sister Yu."
Yu Feiyuan held a bunch of unfinished roasted sweet potatoes in her hand, and Ben ate it in small bites. From the outside, no one knows that the majestic golden jade flying kite is so gentle and delicate.
She stopped eating and said with a smile: "Your internal strength is not weak, but the force of the sword is uneven, and you just want to be fast. It is difficult to say that you can put it away or not, and it is difficult to say it is superior.
Yesterday, Shen Yiren chased Ming Feizhen away, and Yi Ying was discovered by Huofeng. She was full of thoughts and knew that Ming Feizhen had caused trouble. He simply told Su Xiao that Shen Yiren also took her pills and needed to dig a pit and bury them alive for three days, so they buried the two of them side by side.
Su Xiao didn't expect that the two of them had gone so far at the moment, but only heard the words 'and buried their heads' that couldn't be said in his heart. Not only Su Xiao, but also Yu Feiyuan's reaction after hearing this was strange, as if she cared about the scene of the two of them side by side.
Huofeng didn't allow them to question them, so he had to excuse Su Xiao and Mingfei if they were really brothers and sisters... Brother, asking the senior sister to guide you all the way in martial arts can be regarded as reciprocation.
Yu Feiyuan heard it and thought it made sense. But her meticulous temper came up, and according to the way she usually supervises the practice of the younger sisters, she really guided Su Xiao day and night.
The enemies encountered on the road were hardly strong enemies, so Huofeng and Lian Qingluan were all sent away. The two of them spent all their time talking about martial arts and practicing.
Yu Feiyuan and Su Xiao are both pure and pure-minded people, very different from Ming Feizhen or Ming Suwen, who can turn seventeen or eight turns with a single thought. The reason I think is simple, one is one and two is two, and heaven is heaven and earth is earth. Su Xiao understood what Yu Feiyuan taught. Vaguely like a master and apprentice who have been with each other for ten years, Su Xiao called 'Sister Jade'. Even Huofeng and Lian Qingluan couldn't help but be amazed when they saw it, and almost doubted whether the elder sister had taken a fancy to this little white face.
Although he hadn't slept all night, Su Xiao became more energetic as he practiced. Under the guidance of Yu Feiyuan, Su Xiao gradually learned how to get along with the growing internal force in the body. In Wutong Jinyuxuan's corundum Ningyu Art, the word Ningyu refers to the method of controlling strength. Then the power as strong as corundum can be controlled, not to mention Su Xiao's skill.
Facing Su Xiao's gratitude, Yu Feiyuan nodded: "Practice a thousand knives before you can rest."
Su Xiao: "..."
Yu Feiyuan frowned slightly when she said this: "It's just that I can only teach you to control the internal force in your body. Brother Feizhen teaches you a different sword technique. I don't know what martial arts it is, so I can't teach you."
Yu Feiyuan couldn't hide her words. It was extremely difficult for her to hide something, but it was absolutely impossible for her to lie. Fortunately, Su Xiao also knew that she and Ming Fei were really childhood sweethearts, and they had ordered a baby kiss, and their friendship was unusual. It was not unusual for him to be called 'Feizhen Brother', but he didn't doubt Ming Fei's true identity. .
"Brother Ming said he would teach me this knife. But I practiced and practiced, but I always felt that I didn't learn it, and he refused to continue teaching me."
"Sometimes I don't understand what Brother Feizhen said."
The two touched their snow-white pointed chins at the same time and entered into contemplation. Huofeng and Lian Qingluan who looked at them smiled knowingly.
"His swordsmanship is indeed different. Under the guidance of Wutong Jin Yuxuan, he will make great progress now."
Suddenly, a man's voice came from a distance, and then three people walked slowly.
Su Xiao was a little scared when he saw the first person, but the second person was nothing, but when he saw the third person, his chin almost dropped to the ground.