"There's not much more to say, just a war. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Lin Yi said as he looked at Qin Kuzhu's eyes.

"There is only one battle, either you die or I die. Qin Kuzhu's eyes were quiet, and his voice was extremely indifferent.

"This time, I won't show mercy again. Lin Yi said very seriously.

"Neither will I. Qin Kuzhu's clean eyebrows and eyes did not have the slightest wave.

The confrontation between the two teenagers caused all the monks in the martial arts arena to hold their breath and raise their eyes to the sky.

The confrontation between the two teenagers attracted all the great powers in the Fengming Pavilion to look sideways.

Last year, on Thunder Island, when the Saint Martial Man List was competing, Lin Yi had fought with Qin Kuzhu once.

In that wonderful battle of divine consciousness, the two cherished each other, and all of them ended in a draw, thus avoiding the conspiracy of Lei Ming and others.

As if arranged by fate, the two met again, and met again on the thousand-year-old stone steps of Qin Fengzong, but a tragedy of death and death would be staged.

A wind blew, stirring Lin Yi's hair and lifting the hem of Qin Kuzhu's clothes, the two teenagers looked at each other, and neither of them moved.

The light of the stone steps under the feet of the two people can be seen, the green grass on both sides of the stone steps, the pine trees are tall and upright not far away, the strange rocks are craggy, the waterfalls and flowing springs, the cranes dance together, and the spirit ape jumps over the stream.

But all this extremely beautiful scenery was far away in the eyes of the two teenagers, and there was only each other in their eyes.

Qin Kuzhu smoothed the hem of his clothes that was wrinkled by the wind, and there was an extra knife in his hand, a very thick knife.

This knife is shaped like a crescent moon, the scabbard is simple and dark, and it is dotted with black and gold redbud flowers, the branches and leaves of the flowers are wrapped around the entire scabbard, the stamen is just at the top of the scabbard, and the root of the redbud goes deep into the hilt, giving people a deadly allure.

Qin Kuzhu held the scimitar in his hand, and the expression on his face suddenly became respectful.

Lin Yi looked at the full moon scimitar, his eyes were slightly cold, and an incomparably terrifying pressure poured out from the scimitar, causing Lin Yi to take two big steps back in a row and stabilize his body.

And on the two stone steps he stepped on, there were all cracks as fine as spider webs.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the floating qi and blood, and looked at the scimitar in Qin Kuzhu's hand with a look of surprise.

"The knife...... That was the treasure sword that Sect Master Qin Feng used back then!"

On the martial arts arena, there were monks in the crowd who saw through the scimitar in Qin Kuzhu's hand.

"That's right, this is the saber of the Qin Feng Sect Master back then, and its name is --- Nanke!"

"I really didn't expect that Qin Nantu's favorite disciple was not Qin Chongshan, not Qin Fifteen, nor his eldest son Qin Zhantian, but actually the most low-key Qin Kuzhu in the entire Qin Feng Sect, so low-key that people couldn't forget his existence at all. ”

In an instant, there was a sensation on the martial arts field.

Obviously, many people have heard of the legend of the treasure knife Nanke.

Not only were the millions of monks on the martial arts arena shocked, but even in the hall on the second floor of the Fengming Pavilion across the stream, countless powers were extremely surprised.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Brother Nantu's treasure knife Nan Ke, it turns out that he passed Nan Ke to his disciples. Chen Baizhe, the sect leader of the Chen clan, said with a smile.

Xia Qiuyu, the uncle of the Great Xia Emperor, nodded with a smile, a trace of remembrance flashed on his face, he stroked his beard with his hand, and said: "Back then, Brother Nantu used a sword for ten years and a knife for ten years. Self-created dagger to see sword skills, skills overwhelming. With a Nanke treasure knife in his hand, he swept through the younger generation of monks in the entire Shengwu Continent. Back then, how many geniuses died in his Nan Ke dream, and Nan Ke Bao Dao got its name. When I think about it now, those years still make people's hearts palpitate. ”

The monks of the same generation as Qin Nantu have almost all seen Qin Nantu's Nanke treasure knife, as well as the unpleasant Nanke dream.

Nan Ke had a dream, and the dream woke up empty.

Back then, there were countless young heroes who fell into an incomparably beautiful and wonderful dream and never woke up.

Today, the legendary Nanke Treasure Knife has reappeared in the world, attracting everyone's attention.

On the martial arts field, in an inconspicuous corner.

The bright eyes of the green-shirted scribe were full of anger, he looked at the scimitar in Qin Kuzhu's hand in the Tianyu Battlefield, gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Nantu, it's really despicable! In order to deal with Lin Yi, he even used the Nanke Treasure Knife." ”

The yellow-shirted boy beside him looked at Lin Yi's gaze and became extremely worried.

The purple-shirted boy huffed angrily: "Qin Nantu, this old fox, seems to be determined to put Lin Yi to death, but Lin Yi is not a vegetarian. ”

The wrinkled old man looked at the Tianyu battlefield in a daze, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper.

Lan Xiao, who was not far away on the side, looked at the Nanke Treasure Knife in Qin Kuzhu's hand in the Tianyu battlefield, and suddenly became extremely quiet.

Lan Yuxian whispered: "Senior brother, is this knife Nan Ke on the same level as the master's war piano to break the army?"

Lan Xie Ao nodded and said, "Yes, this knife is Nan Ke, Nan Ke, who fought with the master for three days and three nights without winning or losing. ”

……

Lin Yi naturally recognized Qin Nantu's Nanke Treasure Knife.

Nan Ke has a dream, the dream wakes up empty, and the dream wakes up and dies!

In an instant, Lin Yi cheered up and carefully dealt with the treasure knife Nan Ke in Qin Kuzhu's hand.

Qin Kuzhu held the knife in both hands and slowly pulled out the treasure knife from the scabbard.

"Hmmm. ”

It was as if a sharp blade had cut through the brocade, like a brilliant meteor across the sky.

An incomparably dazzling light illuminated the hundred-step stone steps.

Thirty-three years of hiding the knife, once out of the sheath, the light and cold for nine days!

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

At this moment, there is only dazzling light in the sky and on the earth.

At this moment, Lin Yi couldn't see with his eyes, his ears were deaf, and even his divine sense was bound within a radius of ten meters around his body.

Lin Yi was shocked, he had heard of the power of the treasure knife Nanke, but he never thought that its power was so terrifying.

Lin Yi felt that such a sharp and dazzling sword was ten times more terrifying than his own talent vision, the Flame King Lin Jiutian.

In fact, how did Lin Yi know that the treasure knife in Qin Kuzhu's hand was hidden for thirty-three years, and once it was unsheathed, just a sharp sword could kill the peak martial marquis. It is already very commendable that he can stand tall under such a terrifying sword.

At this moment, in the center of the Tianyu battlefield, it seemed that a small sun had risen, and in the center of the Tianyu battlefield, there was a bright and dazzling light, so that all the monks in the martial arts arena could see where Lin Yi was and which was Qin Kuzhu.

"It's really terrifying! The treasure sword Nanke is worthy of the sect master's saber, such a terrifying sword light is enough to make people desperate. ”

"Thirty-three years of Zangfeng, how can the power of the treasure knife Nanke be imagined by you and me?"

"Lin Yi is really going to die this time without a place to be buried, but it's a pity that the treasures on his body will be obtained by Qin Fengzong. ”

Someone in the crowd whispered quietly.

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