As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Meng Fan.

Meng Fan carried the sword on his left and the sword on his right, his steps were heavy and resolute, and a pair of heroic sword eyebrows glared angrily, and he said, "Ye Xiu Meng Fan, I have come to teach." ”

The ghost has pale skin and scarlet eyes, and says in a sad voice, "You are really not afraid of death." Oh, I forgot, you can't die on the mountain. I'll let you know that death is precious, too. ”

Meng Fan pulled out his sword, the sword qi was a hundred meters long, and cut off the long hair on the shoulders of the ghost, "Fight is battle, where is so much nonsense." ”

The smile on the ghost's face instantly fell silent, and his fingers twisted the broken hair in mid-air and looked at Meng Fan.

In a moment, the broken hair fell casually, and a ghost roared and rushed towards Meng Fan.

The magic knife in Meng Fan's hand immediately slashed down, but he didn't expect it to be taken by the ghost with his bare hands. Ghost Yu grabbed the magic knife with one hand and grabbed Meng Fan's neck with the other, the speed was terrifying, and he said with a smile, "Do you understand the gap between you and me now?" ”

In mid-air, Meng Fan kicked the knee of the ghost, grabbed the slender arm with both hands, twisted it with the strength of his waist, and directly threw the ghost over the shoulder.

At the same time, he picked up the magic knife on the ground, and an arc of blood flew out.

The moment the ghost flew out, it disintegrated and turned into dozens of bats, and the blood arc knife qi slashed, and before the bat fluff could be broken, it was absorbed.

The blood on the ghost's body was full of blood, and it appeared strangely behind Meng Fan, Meng Fan held a sword in his right hand to protect his neck, blocking the ghost's insidious ghost claws, and turned around with a knife in his left hand to cut through the ghost's leg. "Sword Dance."

A sword and a sword were in Meng Fan's hands, like a whirling dancer, constantly dancing the blade, leaving blood-spattered wounds on the ghost's body.

The ghost didn't have time to resist, or didn't resist at all, so he let the knife on his body become more and more, and the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

Shentu Bai Xiaodian felt that something was wrong, and said, "Oh no, the Blood Demon Dafa practiced by the disciples of the Burial Palace, the more blood around, the stronger their speed and strength will be." It is impossible for Meng Fan not to know. ”

Qingyang also nodded and said, "Meng Fan is good at fighting for his life, and the ghost is even more vicious, the body of the heavenly demon is soaked in blood, and he is almost invincible." As long as Meng Fan made a mistake and was seized by him to absorb the blood, this battle could almost be over. ”

Shentu Bai Xiao's eyes were anxious, and he stomped and shouted, "Meng Fan, what is he thinking?" ”

When the ghost was covered in blood and had hundreds of knives on his body, Meng Fan withdrew his hand, the sword hung down, looked at the ghost and said, "This is for the drunken child." Next, it's time to ask myself. ”

Ghost Ghost said, "Next, it's my turn." ”

Hundreds of blood stains in the ground were scattered like autumn rain, but at this moment, they actually contracted and churned, turning into hundreds of fist-sized blood wolves, pounced on Meng Fan.

Meng Fan stepped on the ground with one foot, and with him as the center of the circle between heaven and earth, countless sword qi exploded and staggered, and hundreds of blood wolves turned into raindrops one after another.

In the drizzle at the end of autumn, the stream flowed clearly, slowly converging, and a pool of blood appeared at Meng Fan's feet, among which several bloody hands stretched out and grabbed Meng Fan's ankles.

Meng Fan jumped up, the three-foot sword fetus was full of determination, and the autumn wind swept the leaves, cutting off the bloody hand by the roots.

Ghost You already felt unhappy, and he was even more annoyed when one move failed, so he simply gave up the great advantage of the blood pool under his feet, and nearly half of the blood donations came out of the wounds on his body, and the blood on the ground was combined into one, turning into a strange blood demon exactly the same as Ghost You, the blood demon roared angrily, and without waiting for Ghost You's order, he rushed to kill Meng Fan.

Meng Fan held his breath, inserted the sword in his left hand into the ground, held the knife with both hands, and engraved countless scriptures on the knife body, and there were hundreds of layers of overlapping, wrapping the knife under the handle.

At this moment, hundreds of Dharma Sutra cloud patterns lit up with a faint light, and the sword momentum passed sideways, and a terrifying aura permeated.

From beginning to end, on the Sendai platform, the sage Qingshen, who closed his eyes and recuperated, heard this, opened his eyes, and looked at Bai Xiao in surprise.

Before the two approached, the sword qi and blood qi had already collided together. Incarnated as a blood demon, the power is comparable to that of Jin Dan, especially the physical body is extremely strong, and it does not know pain.

Under the cover of the Blood Demon Giant Hand, Meng Fan's sword momentum was finally gathered, and when the sword light flickered, the Blood Demon's legs broke in unison.

The Blood Demon fell to the ground, and raised his hand to lift a layer of earth. Meng Fan's sword light was compelling, and he slashed all over the blood demon's body one after another, but it was like an ant shaking a tree, although the flesh and blood that could be cut were blurred, but in an instant, the blood gathered and returned to its original state.

The Blood Demon was tightly shaken, forcing Meng Fan to stop the sword momentum he had just accumulated and fly into the air. The ghost had been waiting here for a long time, and a pair of miserable white arms pierced directly into Meng Fan's wide open chest, and with a scream, he grabbed out two pieces of flesh.

Meng Fan knelt on the ground in pain, and the ghost casually threw the meat to the blood demon behind him, stepped on Meng Fan's shoulder and said, "I could have cut your chest open just now, but I didn't." I'm going to let you enjoy it, and the taste of blood slowly drying up. ”

Meng Fan's face was like gold paper, he looked up at the ghost who was laughing wildly, and grabbed the knife in his left hand.

The incarnate blood demon broke Meng Fan's left arm with a punch, and broke off the stubborn fingers like tree roots one by one, snatching the simple magic knife like the palm of his hand, and handed it to the ghost.

The ghost has taken the magic knife, the blade is simple, but there are hundreds of cloud patterns on it, and the layers are like many green mountains, overwhelming one side. In particular, the moire is naturally exquisite, and under a closer look, the Buddha characters are clearly visible.

Ghost Yu threw the magic knife on the ground and shook his head, "A sacrificial judicial knife of the Dragon Cicada Temple, with hundreds of cloud pattern cicada characters engraved on its surface, at first glance it looks exquisite, but in fact, the material of the knife body is ordinary, I am afraid that ordinary blacksmith shops can make it." Wild cultivation is wild cultivation, picking up all garbage. ”

Meng Fan staggered, protected the knife in his arms, and said, "Insult me, insult the knife, no." ”

The ghost smirked, "Oh, it's good to treat the knife as your life." I'll satisfy you today. ”

Although the blood demon has no intelligence, he has the same mind as the ghost, and he doesn't need words at all, just a thought. The Blood Demon led Meng Fan's head, broke two of his legs, and knelt on the ground.

Outside the court, Xiao Zui covered his mouth and cried silently. Qingyang silently said that it was okay, it was okay, he pinched the trick again and again, the Baiyun Pill hidden in Meng Fan's body the day before yesterday will definitely make Meng Fan recover as before at this moment, and he will have the strength to fight again. Under the control of the law, the Baiyun Pill in the brocade box gradually melted and flowed into Meng Fan's body.

Qingyang anxiously silently said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, just wait a minute." ”

Bai Xiao shook his head helplessly, "There's no chance." ”

The ghost snatched the magic knife and inserted it into Meng Fan's heart, and the quaint blade pierced the heart. "Well, this way of dying, it's right for you."

In the chest, the tip of the magic knife passed through the heart, and countless blood eroded the magic of the sword body, Meng Fan raised his head and kindly reminded, "It's still too late to admit defeat." ”

Ghost Ghost laughed when he heard this, "Why, just with your ornately decorated broken wood knife?"

The Shanhe Society Diagram suddenly shook, as if it was being smashed by something, and with the exclamations of everyone, the Shan He Sect Diagram, who was a holy immortal soldier, was actually torn open a crack, and a black palm stretched out from the crack.

The face of the saint Qingshen was gloomy, "It's really that knife." ”

The ghost ghost sensed that something was wrong, and just drew the knife, but it was already a step too late, and a terrifying killing intent struck, and he couldn't see the person clearly, and the ghost was instantly beaten out a hundred meters.

A burly figure fell from the sky, picked up the ground and went to the law, the style was simple, with a little bronze texture of the ancient knife, it was actually an ordinary color.

The Moire Pill entered his body, and Meng Fan had also regained his strength, tearing off the broken clothes on his body, revealing two blood holes on his chest, and the flesh and blood in it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tu looked down at Meng Fan and said, "You're still so useless. ”

Meng Fan raised his head, looked up at the five-meter-tall Tu, and said quite complainingly, "If I don't die, you won't come out, right?" ”

There was a tremor outside the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, and the eyes of the Heavenly Blood Elder of the Burial Palace were about to pop out, and Yeshang covered his mouth and said, "Liar." ”

The master of Sanssouci Mountain blurted out, "The butcher's knife is still there?" He looked at Shentu Bai Xiao again, and his heart was uncertain.

The ghost was lying on the ground, his face as if he had eaten, "Lie, this knife will actually choose you as the master." ”

Meng Fan was speechless, Tu nodded undeniably, "Although it's embarrassing, it's a fact." ”

The ghost reprimanded angrily, "You are cheating, what kind of ability is it to rely on divine weapons." ”

Tu Yi turned his head and saw Shen Tu Bai Xiao sitting on the stage, his eyes were suddenly blood-red, and the roar in the mountains and rivers was loud, and Tu Yi's punch actually cracked the Five Elements Great Array.

The fire is rising, the water is flooding, the gold is falling, the wood is born, the earth is entangled, and the five elements gather together, so that they can block the power of Tu Yi's punch.

Tu looked at it and had many acquaintances.

The Sage Qingshen shook his head towards Tu heavily.

Tu then stopped, turned around and walked towards the ghost.

Meng Fan ran at the same time, one sword and one sword.

Obviously it was just two people, but the blood and qi rushing to their faces were like tens of millions, and the ghost light smelled the smell of the air, and he could smell the corpses and blood on the battlefield, full of devastation.

The Blood Demon went on a rampage, trying to block Tu with his strong body, and fight for the opportunity for the ghost to defeat Meng Fan, but his body was shattered by Tu Shu's punches, and the knife was torn in half before it came out of its sheath. "Leave this to me, don't say you can't even deal with a sissy."

Meng Fan crossed over to Tu He and the Blood Demon and said with a smile, "Don't worry." ”

The ghostly body is ghostly, and the ghost method in his hand is even more poignant, in the mountains and rivers of the society, there is no tomb within a radius of thousands of meters, and he can actually summon two powerful ghosts out of thin air, with green faces and fangs, and jump towards Meng Fan.

The long sword in Meng Fan's hand pierced through his heart, and he jumped past the ghost, and the sword light pointed directly at the ghost.

The ghost looked to the other side, and the invincible blood demon was now in pieces, and only half of his body was used as a stool.

Tu sat on top of the blood demon's half body, the long knife in his hand was just a sweep, and the sword qi flashed away, and the two powerful ghosts were cut off by the waist. The ghost was frightened and frightened, and he was only afraid that Tu would swing his knife and slash him, and after waiting for a while, he saw that Tu did not move, so he was relieved to deal with Meng Fan alone.

Meng Fan's swordsmanship was extraordinary, and the sword light passed by the flesh beside the ghost's head several times. The ghost and ghost cultivation is all ghost law, and the body method is almost negligible, at this time, you have to meet with Meng Fan, a wild cultivator who is in the flesh and blood pile every day, not to mention how aggrieved you are.

But which grandfather sat on the sidelines and watched.

The ghost ghost heart was horizontal, and he grabbed the long sword with one hand, and a nine-colored devouring centipede came out of his mouth, and the venom sprayed towards Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's sword fetus roared, his body was like a tiger, and he passed behind the ghost, "Behave frivolously, speak disrespectfully, this sword, cut your tongue." ”

The ghost covered his bloody mouth and knelt on the ground.

The sword body flashed with fire, Meng Fan's figure was like the wind, the fire moved with the wind, and the sword fetus fell, "The means are vicious, sowing discord, this sword, cut you." ”

The ghost who knelt on the ground was cut off by the waist, and half of the stump was speechless, looking at Meng Fan with a vicious look.

Shake off the blood stains on the sword, the water is slow, Meng Dan raised his sword and pierced his heart, "Feeding demons with people is against the sky, this sword, cut your heart." ”

Heavenly Blood roared angrily and rushed to the stage, "Boy, you dare to damage my young master's Dao heart." ”

Tu stood up, the position of the two changed instantly, and with a knife cut, the ghost's head fell under the stage.

Elder Heavenly Blood scolded angrily outside the stage, "What is this, ask Sendai Zhibi to use the benefits of the divine soldiers, why don't I move the ghost immortal drum over to fight next time?"

The master of Sanssouci Mountain just wanted to speak, and Tu Yue stepped down. Elder Heavenly Blood instantly fell silent, and what was unexpected was that Tu didn't pay attention to it, and just said, "Noisy old thing." ”

Elder Heavenly Blood saw Tu passing by, and was frightened and trembling, like a frightened rabbit, rushing out with the restored ghost.

Tu walked straight up to Shentu Bai Xiao, who was shocked, and said, "Boy, show me your hand." ”

Meng Fan hurriedly said, "Tu, what are you doing." Daoist Bai Xiao is my friend. ”

Shentu Bai Xiao stretched out his hand in confusion, Tu pierced Shentu Bai Xiao's palm sharply, and a drop of blood dripped into Tu's palm, just about to say something, the sage Qingshen came in person, helped Tu Ban's kneeling legs, and said, "No need to be polite." ”

Tu Zai didn't say a word, and jumped into Meng Fan's hand to knife.

Qingyang pulled Meng Fan and said, "This is really that knife." The three hundred armor of the blood soul butcher's knife fell into the world. Meng Fan, you can actually get the approval of the butcher's knife, I said earlier, I won't prepare any Baiyun Pill for you. ”

Xiao Zui tugged at Meng Fan's ears and said angrily, "What Baiyun Dan, didn't you say that you would go back." Okay, you lied to me. ”

Meng Fan said that he was suffering and said, "Qingyang said that he was afraid of any accidents, so let me pretend first." ”

The sage Qingshen cleared his throat, and the few little guys instantly quieted down, and said, "Meng Fan, where did you get this butcher knife." ”

Meng Fan hesitated a little, and the Sage Qingshen continued, "Don't worry, I won't rob you of the butcher's knife." However, this matter is related to some grievances between the Shanye Immortal Gate and the Great Qin Empire, and I must know about it. ”

Only then did Meng Fan speak: "This knife was given to me by my grandfather. My grandfather's name is Meng Zun, who was a corporal under the general's account, and after the battle of Baiyin Valley, he broke his leg and arm, and retired to the mountains and forests. ”

The sage Qingshen was dumbfounded, shook his head and said, "Meng Zun, that's no wonder. Your grandfather was a swordsmith. ”

Qingyang said, "Master, you said that this divine weapon was created by Grandpa Meng Fan?"

The Sanssouci Mountain Lord slowly explained, "The so-called butcher's knife is not a divine weapon. It is a military-standard saber that people slaughter and lead the blood soul of the white cang. The material used is nothing more than ordinary fine iron. Grandpa Meng Fan is indeed not an ordinary soldier, he is a craftsman who designed and built butcher knives for people back then. Speaking of this matter, Sect Master Di should know better than me. ”

The four poor little eyes instantly looked at Di Biao.

Di Biao coughed, and then said, "At that time, the Blood Soul Army was not a military army, it was only a battalion of three hundred people. These three hundred people are also the so-called generation of blood souls. And the first generation of butcher knives, 300 handles, after years of war, only one in the hands of General Bai remained. Although later, with the growth of the Blood Soul Army, two and three generations were derived. However, General Bai only had this knife in his hand from beginning to end, a blood soul steel knife of ordinary material. This knife has been accompanied by him to kill all over the nine countries and eleven states, drinking blood on the battlefield, and all the heroic generals died tragically under the knife, it may be that the remnants of the soul have gathered too much, the resentment is not dispersed, and it has become a demon, so it has the name of the butcher's knife, and it is also the only butcher knife in the world. ”

As soon as Di Biao's words fell, Qingyang immediately added, "Some people also say that it is because General Bai can resist the soul of the heroic soul in battle, and all the soldiers of the first generation of blood souls have been souls and bodies, hiding in the sword. Whenever a war breaks out, General Bai is the army of ten thousand. ”

Meng Fan only knew the ins and outs, and before, before his grandfather died, he only told him not to overuse the power of the butcher knife, and never said the origin of the butcher knife. With a lonely expression, he stroked the butcher knife on his waist and said, "No wonder I have such a big temper every time I slaughter it, it turns out that I am not its owner at all, just a knife bearer." ”

Tu's voice came from the scabbard, "Boy, don't feel sorry for yourself. The only person who can use me is my lord's bloodline in the whole world, and other than that, there is only you. ”

Qingyang's eyes widened and said, "Tu, did General Bai really die in battle?" ”

Tu was bored for a while when he recalled the past, and returned in a complaining voice, "Don't ask me, I'm just a knife." ”

Bai Xiao recalled the "Miscellaneous Essays on Mountains and Seas" given by Mr. Liu, and said: "It is recorded in the book that King Tu died in battle, and the princess Shen Baixi heard the news when she gave birth, and was overly sad and caused dystocia, and finally died with the fetus in her womb. The direct bloodline of King Tu, at this time, only the current general of the Qin State remained, and the younger brother of Ren Tu. Butcher, white up. ”

I don't know if it touched the sad place, but the butcher knife fell silent.

Meng Fan retorted: "The records in the book cannot be fully trusted. King Tu has experienced a hundred battles, and he is a half-saint, how could he die in battle. If he dies in battle, who will bring the sword into my grandfather's hands? I think King Tu must have returned to the mountains and forests. ”

The sage Qingshen tapped the heads of several boys one by one, and said, "There are many discussions about the slaughter of people, and it is not for you stinky boys to explain clearly. Meng Fan, now that you are in control of the butcher knife, be careful. Don't be taken advantage of. ”

Meng Fan nodded yes. Tu said loudly, "Old Baimao, you don't have to worry about this. ”

Qingyang and the master of Sanssouci Mountain burst out laughing together, and Xiao Zuiyu pointed at the butcher's knife and said, "Uncle Tu, how many times have you said it, you are not allowed to scold." Grandpa Dao is good to us, you are scolding, I will throw you into the pool to soak, aren't you the most afraid of bathing. ”

After Xiao drunk finished speaking, the saint Qingshen didn't hold back his laughter, "You will be afraid of taking a bath with a broken knife." ”

The butcher knife shook twice protestingly, and said, "Qingshen, the two disciples under your account, yes, protect them." ”

The sage Qingshen's thoughts flew back to a long time ago, and he sighed and said, "Old thing, it's not a war year anymore. I have to say that if there is peace today, there will be less and less turmoil, except that the ancient world is still eyeing each other. These two boys are not in danger at all. ”

The butcher knife was silent, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Di Biao cautiously asked on the side, "Senior Tu, does General Bai still have descendants alive?"

The four little guys, plus the night clothes that came over from the dead beggar Bai Lai, all pricked up their ears in unison, and everyone in Wudang also looked sideways.

The butcher knife replied lightly, "If there is, then there should be none." If not, be it. ”

Qingyang couldn't help but slap the knife and said, "What are you talking about?" Yes or no, let's make it clear. ”

The butcher knife jumped into Meng Fan's waist by himself, and said, "Stinky boy, it hurts me when you shoot me." ”

As the quarrel of several people ended, everyone also returned to their original positions, mainly the saint Qingshen coughed twice, and said, "Although the butcher's knife is important in the world, the game must continue." ”