"Ghost Blade Spike!"

Zhao Yang's right hand was like a sharp blade piercing Shen Lu's heart.

Shen Lu's long knife was aimed at the major artery in Zhao Yang's neck.

Just as the two of them were about to exchange their lives for their lives, the artifact long knife suddenly let out a baby-like cry, and then trembled wildly, and it actually broke away from Shen Lu's hand and fell into the ground.

Burst!

The sudden change made both of them stunned, Zhao Yang was the first to react, and his right hand was directly inserted into Shen Lu's heart, giving him a chill!

"Why... Why would you turn your back on the old man?" Ignoring the pain in his heart, Shen Lu looked at the artifact long knife in great confusion.

"Hehe, didn't I tell you that I am the owner of the Tearstain Knife?" Li Xuan smiled and walked over.

The artifact long knife cried continuously, and flew into Li Xuan's hands on its own.

The long knife fell into his hand, and Li Xuan was so excited and excited in his heart.

Resonance?

From the very beginning, Li Xuan began to meditate, trying to communicate with the sword spirit of the Tearstain Knife, but the result was naturally in vain.

Until Shen Lu took out the artifact long knife...

When he saw the artifact long knife, Li Xuan was still sitting with a fart, staring at the long knife with his eyes, as if it was not a knife, but a beautiful woman full of charm.

The origin of the tear stain knife is extraordinary, and the evil nature of the knife spirit was purified by the goddess of life, and then it was subdued by Xia Hua, giving birth to a trace of 'human nature', naturally disdainful of being in the company of people like Shen Lu, so it was out of Shen Lu's control.

According to Zhu Yan's words, Xia Hua's saber is not so easy to master.

Li Xuan saw that this was not the best time to pretend to be forced?

Fortunately, the tearstain knife really has a little 'humanity' and didn't embarrass itself.

Shen Lu grabbed the hand that Zhao Yang had inserted into his heart, pulled it out, and then smashed a punch on Zhao Yang's chin, and Zhao Yang only felt that his jaw had been dislocated.

"I didn't expect you to be willing to be in the company of the weak! But it doesn't matter, as long as the old man helps you wash the lead bloom at the full moon tonight, you can return to the ranks of the strong. Shen Lu slowly walked towards Li Xuan, the hollow place in his heart was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Xuan tightened the knife in his hand while constantly swallowing his saliva, this regenerative ability is really too perverted!

"The weak trying to have something that does not belong to them is destined to be a tragedy. Because he not only has to endure the unwillingness of his own weakness, but also is very likely to pay the price of his life. ”

Shen Lu instantly swept over Li Xuan's body, Li Xuan only felt a hot feeling coming from his chest, and looked down at three narrow wounds on his chest.

Then Shen Lu's right index finger and middle finger were together, and he turned around and stabbed Li Xuan in the back of the head.

Li Xuan flicked the long knife lightly, and the sound of crying came again, and a majestic turbid qi protected it, Li Xuan's whole person slowly rose into the air, and then, the turbid qi submerged into his body.

The sword spirit of the Tearstain Knife had already recognized Li Xuan, so this time, Li Xuan was not as painful as last time, and it was easy to become one with the Long Knife Human Knife.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting!" Li Xuan's eyes were dark and deep, and his face was calm, the kind of stars that couldn't ripple even when they entered the sea

Calm.

"Impossible! This knife is full of extremely terrifying negative energy, even the old man can't control it, you can't bear it. Shen Lu's eyes were full of disbelief, it was not that he hadn't tried it in the past month, but every time he was almost swallowed up by that negative energy, and finally he had to give up, and he could only hope for tonight's purification ceremony.

An evil smile crossed the corner of Li Xuan's mouth: "Didn't I say it, I am the owner of this knife." The knife pointed at Shen Lu again: "This knife is originally forged from the negative energy of the world, it can be said that the negative energy is its origin, and you want to purify its negative energy, it is really ridiculous!"

"Boy, no one can save you today!" Shen Lu was not angry, he lived to his age, and his mood would not change because of a few words. At the same time, he also felt that Li Xuan's last words were quite reasonable, and the blood and resentment gathered by the Blood Moon Ritual were not also negative energy?

Every time he waved the long knife, Li Xuan could clearly hear the unwilling wailing and crying of countless dead souls and resentful spirits, especially the crying of the nine hundred and ninety-nine babies, which went straight to the depths of people's hearts, as if they were crying that they had not had time to see this beautiful world.

Whenever this happened, Li Xuan's heart would well up with sadness, and the corners of his eyes were already moist unconsciously.

Li Xuan stroked the blade of the knife, as if to appease those undead: "Zhu Yan once said that those tears of blood and tears were made by the Yi An couple's repentance for the mistake of casting the knife and the compassion of the world. In fact, they are not to blame, all tragedies stem from human greed, and they don't need to repent!"

"Since the blood and tears are no more, then from now on, you will be called the infant spirit! O soul in the sword! Your unwillingness and pain will be fully accepted by me, Li Xuan. I, Li Xuan, hereby make an oath that I will seek justice for you!"

As if he understood Li Xuan's words, the artifact let out a mournful roar, which lasted for a long time, and a turbid aura that rushed to the sky spontaneously appeared.

"What a terrifying aura this is! How many souls' obsessions have gathered in this knife?" In the face of this turbid aura that rushed to the sky, Zhao Yang actually felt a little frightened.

Li Xuan swept the infant spirit horizontally, and the turbid qi that rushed to the sky seemed to have found a home, and they poured into the infant spirit one after another.

Brush!

Li Xuan casually swung out a slash, and a three-meter-long black slash swept towards Shen Lu.

"Drink!" Shen Lu's body bent slightly, his lower coil was as steady as a rock, and he clenched his fist and slammed into the slash.

The three-meter-long slash was defeated, Shen Lu's fist had a terrifying wound, and most importantly, his body retreated, although there were only three small steps, but everyone saw hope, perhaps, Li Xuan could really win against Shen Lu!

"This is the power of the artifact?" Shen Lu's face couldn't tell what kind of expression it was.

Sou!

Li Xuan rushed towards Shen Lu, wanting to defeat him in one go.

Shen Lu naturally didn't dare to touch the edge of the infant spirit, and immediately flapped his wings and flew high, looking down at Li Xuan.

Looking up, Li Xuan instantly sent out several slashes, followed by a sky-bombarding cannon that rushed into the air.

"You seem to be too carried away!" Shen Lu changed his body in the air, and his speed was extremely fast, and Li Xuan could almost only see the afterimage he left behind.

Boom!

Shen Lu's fist slammed into Li Xuan's left cheek, sending it flying.

"Artifacts are powerful, but don't forget, it's the user who is the greatest

Shen Lu clasped his hands around his chest and looked at Li Xuan who flew out upside down with contempt.

Li Xuan landed on the altar and took more than a dozen steps backwards before stopping his body, and the left side of his face was slightly swollen.

I have to admit that what Shen Lu said is the truth. No matter how good the knife is, it depends on whose hand it is.

"Hehe! That's better than some people not even getting the approval of the artifact. Li Xuan sneered and said very provocatively.

"Boy, you are very arrogant, but the old man wants you to know that arrogance requires strength as a foundation. Abyss gaze!" A huge eye appeared behind Shen Lu, slowly opened, and a blood-colored pupil stared at the land. Glancing at him, Li Xuan was like falling into a bottomless abyss, and the air around him, as well as his body, were extremely heavy.

Shen Lu's right hand grabbed Li Xuan's neck, and his left hand pressed Li Xuan's right hand holding the knife. Li Xuan felt as if the air around him was sneaking away from him, and his left hand kept beating Shen Lu's body, gradually hanging down weakly as his brain lacked oxygen.

Airplanes!

As a spiritual divine soldier, how could he allow his master to be humiliated? The turbid qi turned into two hands, one hand squeezing Shen Lu's hand holding Li Xuan's neck, and the other hand also choked Shen Lu's neck with his own way.

A ruthless look flashed on Shen Lu's face, and he snorted coldly, shattering the hand formed by the condensation of turbid qi.

As a person with perseverance, oh no, it is a divine soldier, it has its own ideas, and how can it be easy to give up.

With a few crazy impulses, he broke free of Li Xuan's hand, and then in a flash, he actually cut off Shen Lu's right hand.

Li Xuan got a chance to catch his breath, relieved himself, and immediately hit his head on Shen Lu's head fiercely, and the two of them each took a few steps back.

This collision hit Li Xuan's head with a gold star. I don't know who came up with this bad idea...

The infant spirit quickly returned to Li Xuan's side, like a child waiting for an adult's praise, and quickly spun around him.

"Thank you!" Li Xuan smiled, and his tone was extremely gentle.

Sure enough!

The infant spirit floated directly, and when he heard Li Xuan say thank you, he turned into a streamer and rushed towards Shen Lu.

As the saying goes, if you eat a trench, you will grow wisely! Seeing the infant spirit attacking, Shen Lu casually condensed a black vortex, and the infant spirit directly crashed into it, and then the black vortex disappeared, leaving only Li Xuan, who was a little stunned.

Suddenly, the space not far away surged, and a black light burst out of it, rushing towards Li Xuan. Faced with this sudden black light, Li Xuan was taken aback, and the black light stopped at Li Xuan's one-meter touch, sweat, it was the baby spirit.

At this time, the infant spirit was like a child who had been wronged, buzzing non-stop, as if telling Li Xuan about his previous grievances. You don't know, I scared the baby to death just now, and the baby thought it wouldn't be able to go back. And so on.

Khan, Li Xuan was completely speechless, this sword spirit can be regarded as having existed for countless eras, how can it be like a child.

In fact, it's not to blame, the so-called sword spirit, eh, collectively known as the machine spirit. They only have spirituality and no spiritual intelligence, and to put it bluntly, what kind of divine operation they will have depends entirely on their "spiritual" preferences.

Shen Lu's severed hand had been regenerated, and Zhao Yang and Lu Ming also surrounded them.

Li Xuan and Lu Ming glanced at each other and nodded, "Heavenly Sword Seven Kills!"