"Snort. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" brought the long knife of the crows and fell heavily on Bai San's face, and the screaming Bai Sanyi sat on the ground with his buttocks, like a lost dog with his hands and feet and crawled backwards.

The blade didn't cut off Hakusan's head, not even Hakusan's body, because it was blocked by a viscous mass of objects that glowed with a pale blue sheen.

Minghai Sea Pith, an extremely rare marine treasure, Dala Prefecture is located in the north of Kyushu, the sky is cold, surrounded by the ocean, and the end of the ocean, is the extremely cold Minghai. There are a small number of sea spirits living in the eyes of the sea of Minghai, they have a gentle temperament, have a strong defensive power, catch the sea spirit of the sea and peel its flesh raw, with the 10,000-year-old ice ice crystals in the earth fire magma incinerated to remove the cold, and then add all kinds of materials to refine the sea pith, which is the talisman of the powerful and wealthy, the sea pith is strong, and the non-immortal cannot be broken.

Slowly retracting the knife, he frowned and looked at the sea marrow that was squirming in front of Bai San, there was a feeling that a lion was eating a hedgehog and he couldn't bite it, and he obviously felt that something was broken under the knife, and the spiritual power fluctuations were fleeting, it should be a small spell similar to a danger signal.

Putting down Lan Mengyao, he pulled over a chair and sat down, quietly waiting for the enemy who was about to appear.

Rumble. Rumble. Rumble. The sound of the building collapsing was continuous, and the hearts of the powerful people who were quietly watching the development of the situation in the Wenchen Pavilion sank, daring to be so unscrupulous in Baiyan City, except for the Bai family, there would definitely be no second force, at least they thought so, including the Dala Patrol Envoy.

The roar disappeared as it approached the Wenchen Pavilion, and heavy footsteps sounded, and a man wearing a blue robe and a flat crown walked into the Wenchen Pavilion, and there was no entourage behind him, and he came here alone.

"Who dares to hurt my Chun'er in Baiyan City?" The man looked at the wolf with a pair of cold eyes and looked coldly at the young man who was slowly sipping tea, his eyes moved down, and he couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw the blood-colored long knife that was buzzing and trembling next to the man.

Baiyan City was an important border city of the Dala Dynasty, which not only undertook the task of trade communication, but also resisted the onslaught of nomads. In order to resist this headache and maintain the stability of the Dala Dynasty, the lord of the border city can only keep killing, killing until the bottom of his heart is numb, killing until he wants to vomit when he sees blood, and killing until the people outside the city dare not come to attack, Baiyan City is such a city, the outside of the city is full of white bone flowers, and under the rhizome is dry bones. Bai Lin has been in charge of Baiyan City for more than 20 years, I don't know how many nomadic tribes have been destroyed, how many invading enemies have been killed, and his sensitivity to blood is already extremely terrifying, he can see the corpses on the knife, the sea of blood, and the bloodstains, he knows what the knife represents.

Demon knife blood crow, once in Dala Prefecture set off a monstrous sea of blood of the second killer of the saber, legend has it that the blood crow itself is just a peerless weapon made of rare materials, and later with the demon knife killing people and drinking blood, gradually stained with blood rust, this blood rust gradually spread, turned into a blood-red knife, some people say that this knife has spirituality.

"Who are you, why did you bring the blood crow to Wenchen Pavilion to make trouble?" Bai Lin knew that after the demon knife sealed the knife, "Wumeng" was established, and Wumeng's headquarters was in Baiyan City, but he would rather pretend that he didn't know, and killed this young man with thunder, ruined the blood crow, and acted as if nothing had happened. He didn't want to face Umeng, and he didn't want to have an intersection with the demon sword, the old man who stood among the peak powerhouses in Kyushu and was known for his terrifying assassination methods.

"If you want to come, you come, and if you want to kill, you can't stop it. "Be concise.

Bai Linsen opened his mouth coldly and drank: "What a big breath, you are not afraid that you will not be able to go out today! Anyway, why do you want to kill my son?" He raised his head without regret, facing the pair of bright eyes, and was not afraid of the domineering momentum that was like a prison and thousands of horses charging forward, and said word by word.

"Hades doesn't ask who a dead man is and why he killed him. I wouldn't ask. ”

Needless to say, he bounced straight out of the chair without regret, leaned forward, and at the moment when his right hand staggered the blood knife, he crossed his five fingers and grabbed the blood knife in his hand, and the faint black shadow dragged a blood-colored tail straight towards Bai Lin.

"Cultivation starts from the mortal womb, but it starts from the mind, you don't understand. Bai Lin carried his hands on his back, and he didn't move, the blood knife with momentum like a rainbow slashed down at the top, but there was no splash of blood, the space froze, and the unrepentance of holding the knife with both hands seemed to be expected, and he was not shocked, the aura between him and Bai Lin constituted a thick barrier, so his knife couldn't cut down, he was just a mortal, no matter how sharp the blood crow was, it couldn't cut through the aura barrier of the cultivator, not to mention that Bai Lin was already a pseudo-saint in the late stage of immortality.

Mortals cannot be called monks, they are at most relatively powerful mortals.

With an angry shout, many powerful people in the Wenchen Pavilion screamed and covered their ears, and hurriedly fled from the place of right and wrong with the support of the servants. Bai Lin's roar was directed towards no regrets, and he snorted muffled, and the suppressed injuries on his body were triggered by this roar, and a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air.

Taking advantage of the momentum to flip backwards, the bloody knife was plunged into the ground, and he knelt on one knee without regret, and a wild flame rose from his eyes, the wolves did not know what it meant to be afraid of death, and they would use their last strength to bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy again before they lost their breath, although they would not retreat.

"There is no one in the new generation of killers who have risen in Kyushu who is as stupid as you, and if you miss a blow, you will immediately flee and look for another opportunity, your hand is really clumsy. Bai Lin shook his head disdainfully, this guy's strength was too weak.

He licked his lips and took a deep breath, feeling the restless and boiling spiritual power in his body, revealing a smile.

"The old knife said, you said that is the way of the assassin, not the way of the killer. Every assassin is a qualified assassin, but not every assassin will be a top killer. ”

Bai Lin's pupils contracted: "You really have something to do with the demon knife, who are you?"

The black air flow on the blood knife rose, and he slashed out obliquely without regret, and the black knife turned into sixteen black crows and rushed straight to Bai Lin.

"I'm an amateur killer, I kill just to return favors. He said expressionlessly, and the next moment the wind suddenly rose, and Wen Chenge was in a mess, and it was instantly twisted.

Hearing the young man's answer, a complicated light flashed in Bai Lin's eyes, and he watched the Blood Crow Knife slash out hundreds of swords and turn into a black crow storm to hide and wreak havoc in the Wind Domain, and guessed his identity.

"I can't believe you are, Black Crow. ”

Bai Lin took a breath, his hands stretched out from under his robe, and his aura condensed, turning into a ball of light that shot directly into the wind domain, and then was annihilated.

"Huh?" Bai Lin looked at the storm circle with a weak but dangerous aura with a slightly interested interest, the spiritual power slowly gathered around him, the robe was bulging, and the momentum on Bai Lin's body had risen to the peak.

Yan cried, three giant white swallows flapped their wings from behind Bai Lin and rose up, Bai Lin pointed at it, and the three white swallows condensed by spiritual power rushed forward violently, the speed was too fast, and in the eyes of Lan Mengyao, who was watching, three white lightning bolts pierced into the wind domain.

There was a terrifying roar in the wind domain, and the wind domain that enveloped the entire Wenchen Pavilion slowly shrank to the center, as if it was contained because of the three white swallows, Bai Lin noticed the white swallow breath that could not be seen in the turbulence but still existed, and breathed a sigh of relief, if a spell in his immortal realm could not break the small spell of this mortal killer, then it would be hell. Just as he was about to speak, the young man's sad laughter came out.

The wind domain was compressed into a space of less than a foot around him, and three white swallows surrounded him from different directions, but he was laughing, laughing so sarcastically, even a little rampant.

"Bai Yan City Lord, if you are careless, you will die if you underestimate the enemy!" Without regretting his right hand, he waved his knife at Bai Lin, and the disappearing crows roared out from behind him like ocean waves, directly ignoring the three Bai Yan, and rushed through the gap to Bai Lin. He could clearly see the sharpness of the wings of the hundreds of black crows that were only the size of a fist, and only then did he remember that it was not a spell, but a sword slashed by the demon sword blood crow! He had to stretch out his hand, and the three Bai Yan swooped down towards No Regrets.

There was a roar, smoke and dust, and Bai Lin walked out of the ruins in embarrassment, breaking out in a cold sweat. The silk robe on his body was long gone, and a pair of close-fitting soft armor was covered with hundreds of deep scratches, but this soft armor was not ordinary, or he was afraid that he would have died in the crows.

"Bai Lin Xiao'er, you are really too much this time, you don't even give the face of the old knife. The old man's voice came from the smoke screen in front of Bai Lin, and the man's eyes widened, staring at the rickety figure in the smoke screen.

"Demon Knife. He said two words tentatively, and then Bai Lin was covered in cold sweat.

The old man held the unconscious past without regret, and walked out of the ruins of the Wenchen Pavilion. Bai Lin's pupils shrank to the size of a pinpoint, because three Bai Yan hit the black crow, one in the dantian, one in the chest, and one on the left shoulder, but he felt that his spiritual power did not penetrate into the meridian bones as usual and wreak havoc, but was imprisoned under the skin, outside the bones, like a prisoner. The killer crow, still holding his bloody knife tightly in his hand.

"Something that has no interest, it can be regarded as the seventh leader in the Kyushu killer sequence, and it actually makes it like this, what do you say about the deal in Boyang City? Bastard, it seems that before you die, you are going to teach a stinky boy who eats outlaw meals, an amateur killer? You think too highly of yourself, you are an amateur bandit at best, or the kind that has no interest! How can you be tough when you tell him to kill people? You put some poison in his water, and go to his house at night to blow drugs, which one can't be done? Although it is a little disgraceful, but a small life matters. The old knife spoke to himself, not looking at Bai Lin at all.

The old figure who had gone away paused, turned around and shouted in his throat: "That girl, she looks really smart, this bastard did it because of you, right? If you have no place to go, go home with the old knife, and ask me to serve this stinky boy, he is not worthy, just when you come!"

Lan Mengyao, who was hiding in the ruins, heard the call of the old knife, and immediately poked her head out, lifted her skirt and trotted all the way to follow.

From beginning to end, the old knife didn't look at Bai Lin, and Bai Lin didn't do anything excessive, because the terrifying coercion in the middle of Juxia always suppressed him alone, and he knew that the coercion came from the old knife, the demon knife that had been hidden.

The old man disappeared, the coercion also disappeared, Bai Lin fell to the ground in a dejected manner, his face was like ashes, his left arm tingled, and when he raised his hand to look, a line of blood was emerging from the cracked skin.

"The crow is dead and slaughters the swallow. ”

"Ah!!" A sad and angry roar was drowned out by the bustling nightlife of Baiyan City, this night, the crow was singing, but the swallow was silent.