183. Powerful demon night

Can you also be considered a knife repairer?

Duan Bing's question was full of disdain and ridicule for the sword, Duan Bing's implication was the state of the knife cultivation of the sword, in his eyes Duan Bing, it could not be regarded as a knife repair at all, at most it was an adult holding a knife and playing family games all day long. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"Duan Bing, you're too arrogant!" Ba Dao stared at Duan Bing deadly, his eyes were extremely cold, very cold, as if he wanted to eat Duan Bing into his stomach.

"Arrogance?"

"Haha......" Duan Bing laughed, a kind of crazy laughter, and his smile was full of disdain and contempt for the strength of the overlord sword.

"Remember, arrogance requires capital. Obviously, I, Duan Bing, have arrogant capital in front of your sword. Duan Bing's words were extremely sharp, every sentence pierced deeply into the heart of Badao, Badao has always been defeated by Duan Bing, in order to be able to fight with Duan Bing, Badao has put a lot of effort behind it, and now Duan Bing is still insulting Badao, how can Badao endure it?

If you can't bear it, you will fight!

"Heaven Breaker, slash me!" The fierce eyes of the bully knife fell on Duan Bing's body, and he said coldly.

As the words of the sword came out, a knife dyed black and ink fell from the sky, as if it was about to smash the entire martial arts platform.

Boom!

After a few explosions, the huge black knife had already approached the top of Duan Bing's head, forming a strong knife momentum, which slashed straight at Duan Bing's blue-black hair, invisibly, cutting off several of Duan Bing's hairs.

Still not moving, his expression was still indifferent, it was precisely because of Duan Bing's indifference that the fierce overlord sword suddenly chilled in his heart, could Duan Bing really be able to take the third of the three swords of Shura head-on?

Ba Dao doesn't believe it.

"Bloodthirsty Sword!"

The black knife approached Duan Bing, and in an instant, a sharp sword light slashed out from Duan Bing's waist, the speed was as fast as thunder and lightning, and it had already slashed from Duan Bing's waist to the top of his head invisibly.

Coincidentally, the black knife fell.

Thundered!

The scene was spectacular, the endless black halo dispersed, and the thin and soft long sword in Duan Bing's hand burst out, smashing the black knife straight away.

In just an instant, the black knife of the overlord had been shattered by Duan Bing's bloodthirsty sword, but Duan Bing's killing intent was still very strong, and the overlord knife was fierce, undoubtedly wanting to kill Duan Bing directly.

Duan Bing showed no mercy to those who wanted to kill him.

"Kill!"

With a light word, Duan Bing wanted to 'kill' the tyrant.

The thin and soft bloodthirsty sword was extremely sharp, and it was a deep light mark that crossed the air, and the bloodthirsty sword fluctuated forward, rushing towards the overlord sword, the overlord sword seemed to have lost its spirit at the moment, maybe Duan Bing was really much stronger than him.

The huge gap in strength brought a blow to Badao's soul, which made Badao unable to face Duan Bing in front of him, the first day of the Qin State.

"Block!"

Another word came out lightly, and a blue sword broke out of the air and rushed straight towards Duan Bing's thin and soft bloodthirsty sword.

"Boom!"

A trilling voice dispersed, and the hearts of the people around him trembled violently, "Who can block Duan Bing's sword?" They all glanced at the sword qing, but the sword qing's body did not move, and the hand did not move, so it was obviously not the sword of the sword qing.

"Duan Bing, forget about this matter!" A simple sentence, but instantly hung the hearts of everyone on the audience, you know, this sentence is the voice of a young man, and it was said to Duan Bing on the first day, Duan Bing is by no means a fool, how can he listen to others?

Looking for death, there is no doubt that the person who speaks is definitely seeking his own death.

The person who spoke, although full of white hair, had an extremely young face, a slightly thin figure, extremely clear facial lines, and flashing eyes flashing a few black halos, which made people a little frightened.

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, I don't think I've ever seen it."

The crowd was talking, a white-haired young man, blocking Duan Bing's sword, but still asking Duan Bing to stop this matter, who is he?

"Who are you?"

Duan Bing's expression was slightly stunned, he had a sense of déjà vu for the white-haired young man in front of him, but he couldn't tell who it was, and when he wanted to guess who it was, he took the initiative to deny the answer in his heart.

"Ye Shuming!"

Ye Shuming put away the blue sword in his hand, stood in front of Duan Bing, and said indifferently: "I am also a disciple of the sword cultivation camp. ”

"I know."

Duan Bing's handsome face suddenly floated a few smiles, and said, "Are you cold-blooded?" Duan Bing was just guessing, after all, the person in front of him was too young.

"Hmm!"

Ye Shuming nodded, there was no expression on his face, this kind of indifference is indifferent that only people who have experienced strong winds and waves can have.

"Cold-Blooded ......"

"He's cold-blooded!"

The crowd was talking again, the young and handsome man in front of him was the cold-blooded man who had just entered the Haoyue Alliance and confronted the leader of the Sword Alliance, this person was too young!

Calculating the age, Ye Shuming and the Broken Sky Blade are both nineteen years old, but Ye Shuming is eight months younger than the Broken Sky Blade, so it is absolutely true that Ye Shuming is a very young disciple of the Haoyue League.

"Since it's your request, then I have no choice but to agree!" Duan Bing turned around, stroked his hair gently, and then left in front of the sword.

"Thank you."

Ye Shuming also left in front of the sword, this thank you was spit out from the mouth of the sword, it was said to Ye Shuming, at this moment, the sword clenched his fists tightly, he knew that the person in front of him, although his strength was only the peak of the eighth-level dragon master, but it was much stronger than him.

Only to become stronger, Badao secretly made up his mind to work hard to cultivate and work hard to become stronger.

"In this cruel world, no one but yourself can save you. If you want to gain the respect of others, you must become a strong person in the eyes of others, and no one will respect a person who is weaker than yourself, even if you are only a little weaker than him. Weak is weak, strong is strong. There is no reason for this. Ye Shuming turned around and walked to the martial arts platform, and whispered to Ba Dao.

Regarding Ye Shuming's words, Ba Dao didn't say much, just clenched his fists tightly, and secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely become a respected powerhouse in this life.

"Next, Broken Army!"

The figure of the broken army is also very burly, and when he stepped out, the sound of landing was like thunder, which was extremely heavy.

The broken army is the dragon soul cultivation camp, and the peak of the ninth-level dragon master of the dragon soul level is not inferior to Duan Xue in any way, but the dragon trick cultivation of the broken army is much worse than the previous few people, which is the reason why the strength of the broken army has always been difficult to enter the top three.

"Senior Brother of the Broken Army, you have to show your hand today!" The person who spoke was the Broken Sky Blade, and his words were full of appreciation for the broken army, although the Broken Sky Blade was very young, he joined the Haoyue Alliance very early, so many older people had to call the Broken Sky Blade a senior brother.

"Of course." Pojun said excitedly, for this Haoyue Alliance competition, Pojun cultivated day and night, and it was indeed a lot of hard work.

For the broken army, Ye Shuming didn't even raise his head, let alone see the broken army, Ye Shuming didn't need to pay attention to these people, because Ye Shuming participated in the Haoyue League competition, and there was only one purpose, which was to win the championship.

"Next, Demon Night!"

Wearing a black robe, covering his face, like the black impermanence in black and white, it makes people feel a little scary. Demon Night has just entered the Haoyue League this year, and no one in the Haoyue League knows about the talent of the Demon Night, but if you can enter the Haoyue League, your strength is naturally not to be underestimated, so people try to avoid Demon Night.

"Huh?"

Ye Shuming raised his head, his expression was slightly stunned, and in the blink of an eye, a black-robed man appeared beside Ye Shuming, Ye Shuming didn't even notice the movement of the black-robed man, but only felt a strong air flow moving rapidly.

"Demon Night!" Ye Shuming whispered in his heart, the speed of the demon night was so fast that it disappeared without a trace, it was so fast that people couldn't believe it, "It's so strong!" ”