"Haha, you have a knife, what about your knife?" said Blood Shura teasingly.

Xiao Chen looked at the Blood Shura as if he was looking at an idiot: "You retard, don't you know that there is a realm called, there is no knife in your hand, there is a knife in your heart, at this moment, this emperor is already a combination of human and sword, commonly known as a knife man." ”

"Fortunately, Bendi didn't use a sword. Xiao Chen was really glad about his decision to use the knife in the first place, after all, the title of sword man was really indecent.

However, the focus of Blood Shura does not seem to be on the word "knife man", "Arrogant and ignorant little thing, you will never know the meaning of the word Emperor, you are an insult to the Emperor, your arrogance has succeeded in angering me." ”

"Worship the strong, the brain is full of muscles. Xiao Chen thought of the few comments about the Shura clan in the book.

"The power of the Great Emperor is not to be offended, and die for your ignorance. The runes around Blood Shura's body began to swim, constantly forming strange pictures all over his body.

Xiao Chen was still a little strange in his heart, after all, he was a genuine emperor, and the blood Shura in front of him seemed to be a loyal fan of the emperor.

Feeling the murderous and vicious aura on Blood Shura's body, Xiao Chen laughed, and a strange fluctuation suddenly spread out from his body, and the surrounding air began to ripple, like a naughty child dropping a stone on the calm water.

This ripple instantly spread to the entire Minghai City.

Xiao Chen slowly raised his right hand and whispered softly in his mouth.

"Would you like to come or not. ”

As soon as the words fell, a white light rose from the top of Phoenix Mountain, flying towards Xiao Chen's side at great speed.

……

On the top of Phoenix Mountain, a man in green clothes looked at the sky, holding a narrow knife in his hand.

The name of the narrow knife is Infernal.

Infernal Hell is the eighth of the eight hells and the most bitter of the eight hells.

Legend has it that the ghosts of the hell that have been beaten into the Abi Hell will not be able to escape, and because there is no reincarnation, they will suffer in hell forever and ever.

Tsing Yi gently stroked the hilt of the infernal knife, and looked up at the two behemoths, one red and one black, in the sky, with a somewhat solemn expression.

Behind Tsing Yi stood an elegant man in a Mao suit, "Tsing Yi, what do you think?"

"Stand and watch. ”

The elegant man squatted on the ground and drew circles: "Hehe, you are still so humorous." ”

Tsing Yi observed for a moment, then sat cross-legged on the ground and placed Infernal flat on his knees.

Seeing this, the elegant man nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"

"Tired of standing. Tsing Yi replied without being salty.

"Whew. ”

The elegant man resisted the urge to vomit blood and walked back and forth on the edge of the cliff.

Suddenly, a little white flashed in the elegant man's eyes, and he looked down curiously.

A small white flower blooms on a stone wall, fresh and elegant, and has no quarrel with the world.

The elegant man curiously walked around to the bottom, looking at the cute little flower in front of him, this Phoenix Mountain is surrounded by dead land, life has died, why can this little white flower still bloom.

The elegant man had some doubts in his heart, and slowly leaned his nose over.

"Who are you. ”

When the nose was about to touch the small white flower, a soft and glutinous girl's voice sounded in the mind of the elegant man, and the elegant man immediately jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Looking left and right, he didn't find the source of the sound, and the elegant man thought that there was something wrong with his ears, so he plucked out his ears and said to himself: "It must be that I have been with that guy for too long, and I am hallucinating due to too much pressure." ”

"Did you see my dad?"

The soft female voice sounded again, but this time it was heard clearly, and the elegant man looked at the small white flower, and ran away in fright.

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi, there are monsters. ”

Back to the top of the mountain, the elegant man rushed towards Tsing Yi, shouting as he ran, "Qing ...... Tsing Yi, there are monsters under the cliffs, and there is a talking flower!"

At this time, Tsing Yi gently put the index finger of his right hand to his lips, signaling the elegant man to silence.

Looking at Tsing Yi's appearance as if facing a great enemy, the elegant man's heart tightened, what could make Tsing Yi wait for this appearance.

Who is Tsing Yi Hou? The only known peerless master of "Breaking the Heaven Realm" in Huaxia, the leader of the human group, although there are only two people in the human group, he and Tsing Yi.

And Tsing Yi Hou was the only one who survived in the 'Death of the Wind God' that year.

At that time, the Fengshenya incident caused almost all the top combat forces in China to be killed and injured, and the surrounding forces were ready to move, and the blood of all the forces in Tsing Yi was flowing like a river of blood.

At that time, everyone was accustomed to calling this man the Grim Reaper in Tsing Yi.

But it is such a character, but at this moment, he looks like he is facing a great enemy, which makes the elegant man how not to be nervous.

Tsing Yi Hou stared at the knife on his knee tightly, and at this time, the elegant man also noticed the abnormality.

The knife that I don't know how many people it has killed is trembling at the moment.

The Infernal trembled incessantly, as if in fear, and as time went on, the magnitude of the Infernal Tremor grew.

"Bang. ”

Wujian actually went out of the body without authorization, and the narrow blade was snow-white and bright, like a Wang Qiuhong.

There was a sound like a dragon's groan from the blade, and a white light flew into the air.

"Tsing Yi, why did Infernal suddenly get out of control?" the elegant man asked worriedly?

"Someone borrowed a knife. ”

……

Xiao Chen held a white narrow knife in his hand, and he held it across his chest.

With a knife in his hand, Xiao Chen's momentum changed amazingly, and a boundless sense of loneliness erupted in Xiao Chen's body.

Like an old pine standing at the top, it has seen the clouds rise and fall, and seen all the states in the world.

At this time, the Sky Devouring Python under Xiao Chen's feet began to dissipate extremely quickly, and the boundless black qi was frantically injected towards the white narrow knife.

A towering black shadow appeared behind Xiao Chen.

The black giant shadow has long hair, a long robe, and a long black knife.

A dazzling light slowly rose over the left shoulder of the phantom, like the sun that blessed the earth.

Then a blue light rose from the phantom's right shoulder, elegant and light, and there was no dispute with the world.

The long black knife in the phantom's hand began to tremble incessantly, and the black qi swam on the blade like a great dragon entering the sea.

"In the vast world, there was once a great emperor who carried the sun and the moon on his shoulders, waved a knife above the nine heavens, and ran 100,000 miles with domineering sword intent. ”

The black giant shadow slowly raised the illusory long knife in his hand, and all the brilliance in heaven and earth was eclipsed at this moment, and it seemed that only this knife was left in heaven and earth.

"The world is out of my generation, and I am urged to enter the mortal world. In the talk and laughter of Hongtu hegemony, it is better than a drunk in the world. ”

Xiao Chen gently swung the narrow knife in his hand, the wind was light and calm, and there was no vision.

"I'm a swordsman. Xiao Chen said this sentence very solemnly, as if he was explaining his identity to all things in heaven and earth.

The black giant shadow behind Xiao Chen also swung away with Xiao Chen's movements, and when the knife fell, the black giant shadow had already shattered and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Blood Shura felt the changes between heaven and earth, and after Xiao Chen swung out that knife, Blood Shura's expression changed greatly, and he suddenly reached out and inserted it into his chest, where there was a treacherous picture scroll composed of runes.

A black spear was pulled out of that picture scroll by the Blood Shura, the black spear was unpretentious, but with a murderous aura that soared to the sky.

The black spear, with boundless blood, slammed into the air in front of him.

Everything between heaven and earth began to freeze, and the huge body of Blood Shura stood firmly in the air, and the black spear in his hand only stopped halfway through the swing.

"What's the name of this trick? Blood Shura thrust the black spear back into the scroll on his chest.

Xiao Chen turned around and floated towards the ground, hearing Blood Shura's words, Xiao Chen didn't reply, and a few words popped out of his mouth faintly.

"Who's stabbed under the lamp. ”