The thunder roared, the wind and rain were dashing, and the grass and trees were staggered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the distant past, there was a saying that was called, "Killing Night in the Wind and Rain".

I don't know if Zhao Heng has heard this unexplained saying, he is changing into bloodstained clothes at this time. Generally, everyone's children don't like to be stained with blood on their bodies, whether it is the Grandmaster Hall or the Imperial Dynasty, this is the case.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the light reflected the figure in the darkness behind him, but he didn't know it, just changed his clothes.

Maybe he didn't practice enough and wasn't vigilant, so he didn't find out. It may also be that the cultivation of this figure is too high, or the means of hiding the aura are relatively clever.

Just as Zhao Heng took off his bloodstained shirt and was about to put on another one, the figure suddenly stepped out of the darkness, and the sharp knife in his hand stabbed Zhao Heng directly at the back of the head.

Zhao Heng suddenly felt a murderous flash behind him, and the spiritual power in his body protected the master, and subconsciously operated, making his whole person move half a foot away in place, so that the sharp knife did not stab him on the head. Then the sharp knife did not miss, the figure's wrist flipped over, and the sharp knife slashed downward, cutting a terrifying cut on Zhao Heng's back, blood splattered out of it, and a few drops of it fell on the figure's face.

Another flash of lightning, with a thunderbolt

Zhao Heng was shocked, and threw his fist behind him, this punch carried a small amount of spiritual power in his body, but it was enough to smash a half-human-high stone, which showed that he used all his strength in this punch.

To his surprise, this seemingly devastating punch was suddenly held by the figure behind him, and the man did not move. By the moonlight, he saw clearly, and there was a panic in his heart, and he shouted: "Zhao Yichen!" ”

That's right, this figure is not Zhao Yichen. Zhao Heng went to kill people, Zhao Yichen had already guessed this, so he took the opportunity to hide in Zhao Heng's room, because the other party was overwhelming, and he could only survive if he broke them one by one.

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to start with Zhao Heng first. The reason is very simple, among the three people, Zhao Heng is the weakest, and he is very confident in himself, so he will definitely not be too defensive.

It's strange to say, although Zhao Yichen can't call the black qi in his stomach, the black qi can help him hide his aura in the dark. For some people with advanced cultivation, this method may not work, but it is enough to deal with Zhao Heng.

In the face of Zhao Heng's surprise, Zhao Yichen didn't say anything, but pulled his wrist back, pulling Zhao Heng towards himself, and the sharp knife in his other hand stabbed at Zhao Heng's chest at the same time. He used the simplest action to interpret his intention - to kill!

Saying that it was too late, Zhao Heng hurriedly took out a dark blue dagger from his arms and met the sharp knife head-on. This dagger is about two fingers long, the whole body is blue, once blessed by spiritual power, the blade of the blade flows with cyan light, presumably a good magic weapon.

Heaven and earth have spirits, countless treasures fall all over the world, people who are destined to know, they will use it as a material, and forge it as a magic weapon by means of great magical powers. Under the whole world, magic weapons are divided into four grades, which are treasures, laws, spirits, and wilderness.

Most of the ordinary monks use treasure weapons, and those who are blessed have the opportunity to obtain magic weapons, and the spell is even more powerful to defeat the enemy.

If the blessing is profound, and the attainment of one's own cultivation is high, it is possible to make the magic weapon psychic and become one of the few spiritual weapons. Of course, this is also based on the premise that one's own cultivation is good.

Go up a notch, that is the desolate weapon, speaking of the desolate weapon, there are not a few in this world, the owner is the world's top existence, similar to the great master and the like, there may not be a desolate weapon. The so-called desolate weapon means that as soon as this tool comes out, the world is desolate.

But it was said that the dagger touched the tip of the knife, and once it was touched, the originally sharp tip was as weak as tofu, and it was sharpened by the light around the dagger, and then the dagger cut through the blade and attacked Zhao Yichen. Zhao Yichen saw that the situation was not right, but he didn't have time to react, because everything was just instantaneous, so he had to subconsciously wave the broken sharp knife with his backhand to resist the incoming dagger. No, the sharp knife didn't work at all, and the dagger was stunned and passed through the blade of the sharp knife again, stabbing Zhao Yichen's chest.

"You give me death!! Because of the endless anger generated by Zhao Yichen's sneak attack, as well as the sharp pain from the huge knife edge behind his back, Zhao Heng's face was extremely hideous, and his voice was as sharp as being compressed.

In just a moment, Zhao Yichen, who was originally in a suppressive position, actually fell behind, which shows that this magic weapon is not mortal in the end.

Zhao Yichen didn't have any chance to make any moves to avoid the dagger, so he had to let the dagger stick in his head.

Could it be that he failed, the sound of the wind blowing in his ears made him seem to hear despair

With a "clang", the broken sharp knife fell to the ground, and the dagger was inserted into Zhao Yichen's chest in Zhao Heng's hideous smile as he wished.

But in the blink of an eye, the smile on his face froze and was replaced by surprise.

The dagger passed through the blade of the sharp knife as he thought and inserted it into Zhao Yichen's chest, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward even a point, as if it was inserted into something hard.

Diametrically opposed to his reaction, Zhao Yichen looked at the dagger that could not be entered in the slightest, and was overjoyed, just now he once thought that he had no way out, but at this moment, he turned around. He didn't have time to care what the reason was, and immediately picked up all his strength and smashed it towards Zhao Heng's head.

From a distance, this scene looks like a person filming a watermelon, so interesting.

Zhao Heng was still immersed in the shock just now, and stood in front of Zhao Yichen in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.

He still remembered that this dagger was a spiritual weapon that his father specially invited from the family's treasure house, and told him that with this spiritual weapon in his hand, he would have no worries about his life. Although he had only been cultivating for a short time, how could the children of the Xiuzhen family not know the value of spiritual weapons. If it weren't for his father's desire to get himself out and exercise, he would never have had the chance to get this dagger.

There was a muffled "bang", and Zhao Heng's head was smashed by Zhao Yichen like a watermelon, and blood flowed out of all seven orifices. He snorted and fell to the ground, his body twitching, his eyes full of surprise and fear, and his mouth muttering, "Impossible... No way... ”

Zhao Yichen ignored him, wiped his chest, and realized that the dagger just now was inserted into the black iron piece that he had placed close to him.

I don't know what material this black iron piece is, but it can resist the edge of the spirit weapon, so that the spirit weapon can not advance a single inch. Although Zhao Heng's cultivation is still low, and the spirit weapon cannot exert its due strength, how to say that it is also a spirit weapon that is above all things, and the broken sharp knife illustrates this problem.

He groaned slightly, didn't care anymore, walked to Zhao Heng's side, snatched the dagger in his hand, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully. I saw that this dagger, about two fingers long and about two fingers wide, the blade was blue, and there was a red ripple running through the entire blade in the middle, like a blood-colored tear stain, and the blade was in a graceful arc, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Zhao Yichen was still looking at it, and he felt that the jade made of black qi in his stomach was spinning in place, and the dagger in his hand seemed to have been hit by something, and he trembled twice before returning to calm again. At the same time, Zhao Yichen suddenly had two blood-red characters in his mind - "crying blood".

Then, a poignant voice sounded in Zhao Yichen's mind.

The moon is slightly cool, and the wind is getting wilder

The figure is faint and unforgettable

Crying blood knows lovesickness