The scene in front of him suddenly changed, there were countless enemies in all directions, the flag was broken, the robe was bloody, Su Jingshe forgot about life and death, stepped forward angrily, used all the strength of his body, and slashed out a tragic knife.

"Is this the memory of his previous life?" Su Jing was surprised, but the picture flashed away, and he returned to the void, waving a rusty "knife" in his left hand and slashing at the people in the rivers and lakes who besieged him.

Holding the knife in his left hand, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling hit his heart, the hand unconsciously danced according to the inexplicable memory, the knife slid in the air along a wonderful trajectory, a bloody battle on the battlefield, and the momentum of death and life suddenly broke out.

Just now, Su Jing's knife technique was like a naughty child's play, but in less than a thought, Su Jing's knife technique became like a pawn who had survived a hundred battles, and there was a momentum that made people's hearts chill and daunting.

This change was so sudden that even Su Jing himself didn't notice it, although he shouted to let them taste the power of the "Immortal Knife", but he didn't know what was in his hand?

Even the rust on this thing seems to be fake, it doesn't weigh at all in Su Jing's hands, and it's not much heavier than a plastic knife, does Su Jing dare to count on it?

The "sword" in his left hand is just to confuse the enemy, he has already filled the Ruyi sword in his right hand with his true qi, and when they attack with the "knife" in his left hand, he is defeating the enemy with his sword.

However, when the "knife" in Su Jing's left hand collided with their weapon, something extremely strange happened that Su Jing did not expect.

Su Jing's knife collided with at least five weapons, Su Jing thought that the iron bar in his hand would definitely break at once, and he was ready to withdraw his hand, but in fact, the five people were like being hit by an out-of-control train, the weapons were broken, and everyone flew out with blood and fell into the thick fog.

And the person swept by Su Jing's knife also inexplicably vomited blood and flew out five or six meters, fell to the ground, took in more breath and less breath, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The power of a knife is so powerful?

"No, is it true that this thing that cost me Ten Holy Hall coins is really a magic sword?" Su Jing looked at the iron bar in his hand, his face was full of astonishment, he looked at it over and over for a long time, but he couldn't see any flowers, but the facts were in front of him, and he didn't need to believe it.

This knife is indeed a divine sword obtained from the space relics, and it is incomparably powerful!

As for why this knife has no weight at all, it is not something that Su Jing can figure out, he can only regard it as an inexplicable miracle of the divine knife.

"Immortal Knife! This kid has an immortal knife in his hand. A thin and weak man looked frightened, pointed at Su Jing and yelled, his first reaction was to run away, because Su Jing took out the knife and looked a little terrifying, but he took a few steps back and paused, looking at Su Jing with a trace of greed.

"This kid is just relying on the power of the Immortal Knife, and his martial arts are not so high, if the Immortal Knife is in the hands of Ke Zhenhai, it will definitely be difficult to snatch, but now the Immortal Knife is in the hands of this kid, it is not a great opportunity. The thin man's mind turned quickly, but he was not the only smart man, and more people surrounded him.

Everyone was very tacitly silent, coupled with the fact that the fog in the void was getting bigger and bigger, and the visibility was getting lower and lower, and the people who were farther away around only thought that they were personal grievances, and just looked at it and rushed in the direction of Ke Zhenhai.

After all, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the rusty iron bar in Su Jing's hand would have such a huge power.

"Kill people and grab the knife!" After a stalemate, some people couldn't hold it back, roared, and rushed at Su Jing to kill him, and the others were also afraid that the divine knife would fall next to them, and they were not willing to fall behind, so they rushed up almost at the same time.

Su Jing snorted, Yi Ran was not afraid, put away the Ruyi sword, handed the iron bar to his right hand, and slashed it out towards the person closest to him. The iron bar in his hand was full of rust, without a blade, and looked very reckless, but it strangely cut off the man's weapon, and at the same time, the iron bar did not stop, and directly cut off the man's arm.

Blood spurted out, spilling Su Jing's body, and he suddenly had an extremely strange and familiar feeling, as if he had become a soldier on the battlefield, and a very hot and crazy killing intent was born in his heart.

He has never learned knife techniques in his two lives, but at this moment he is holding an iron bar in his hand, but he is very familiar with nature, and there is no slightest sluggishness in his use, as if he has mastered a set of simple but lethal knife techniques.

His sword skills are not as delicate and fancy as swordsmanship, on the contrary, he is very simple and rough, his fighting style is desperate, he almost gives up defense, every knife is straight to the point, straight to the point, and he has a good control over the power, he is just right to kill the enemy, and never waste any more strength.

Gradually, he has given up using internal force, just relying on the strength of his body and the power of the divine knife in his hand, Rao is so, but the lethality has increased geometrically, and for a while, blood is flying, and his arms and thighs are flying.

"Kill!" After killing a few people in a row, Su Jing only felt hearty, his blood boiling, and he couldn't help but roar, between the corpse and the blood, it was as terrifying as a hellish Shura.

"He's not human, run, run. It was also that thin man, he was just in the crowd, stepping on a set of footwork, and he was very lucky not to be killed by Su Jing with a knife, he saw the terrifying scene in front of him, his legs were weak, he screamed, turned around and fled into the thick fog.

Some people fled, and others also had no fighting spirit, and they scattered in all directions.

"Qinglong Twelve Style, Immortal Knife, you are not human, you are not human. Yu Yan was already scared at this time, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, stumbling backwards.

"Want to run?" Su Jing's eyes shrank, he snorted coldly, his body rushed over, slashed out, and then a head rose to the sky.

At this moment, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, the visibility is only more than ten meters, Su Jing is covered in blood, and as far as the eye can see, there are corpses and broken limbs all over the ground, except for Zeng Rourou, there is no longer a living person.

"Su Jing, brother Su Jing?" Zeng Rourou's eyes widened, she swallowed hard and spit, and took a few steps closer to Su Jing, "Why did you suddenly become so terrifying? Although they hate it, you won't kill them, and the methods are so cruel." ”

Su Jing's heart was originally full of killing intent, boiling, and after hearing Zeng Rourou's words, he suddenly came to his senses, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, and was a little surprised: "These people, I killed them?"

Even if he awakened the memory of the down-and-out swordsman in his previous life, he was still an honest and good boy who had received more than ten years of compulsory education, how could he accept the fact that he had killed more than a dozen people in an instant? He was silent for a while, and then sighed and said: "I don't know, when I was fighting just now, I suddenly had an extremely strange feeling, very cruel and murderous, almost forgetting about myself, and it was difficult to control it. ”

Zeng Rourou was also silent for a while, and after thinking about it, she walked over and grabbed Su Jing's hand, and said, "Forget it, they are not good people anyway." Brother Su Jing, it's too dangerous here, everyone is shouting and shouting to kill, let's quickly find the exit and escape, right?"

Su Jing felt the softness and warmth in his hands, and his heart was slightly moved, but he hesitated for a while, then rejected Zeng Rourou's Jianyi, and said: "I can't leave now, Yuanyuan doesn't know where it is, besides, Senior Ke is under siege, I want to save him." ”

"The senior Ke in your mouth is the Ke Zhenhai in their mouth, right?" Zeng Rourou asked in a hesitant manner.

Su Jing was silent, just nodded.

"Huh?" Zeng Rourou's face changed slightly, everything she heard and saw in this void world was that Ke Zhenhai was a heinous character, how could Su Jing in front of him have something to do with Ke Zhenhai?

"Maybe Senior Ke is really a murderous demon, but he hasn't hurt me, and even has great kindness to me, I have to save him no matter what. Su Jing withdrew his hand without a trace and took a step back, "Sister Rourou, otherwise, I'll find a way to send you out first, right?"

Before Zeng Rourou could say anything, a voice came: "Help, help, damn, which bastard shouted to kill the demon and grab the knife? Ke Zhenhai is simply not human!"