Liu Ruoxue was stunned, a little incredulous.

One move, just one move, only Lin Ling, who was in the early realm of the sea of clouds, actually defeated the demon sword that ranked sixth on the ground list, that was the peak realm of the late stage of the sea of clouds!

How strong is the strength of this person in front of him?

"Careless. The demon knife's charming eyes were sickly comfortable, lined with her bewitching charm that brought disaster to the country and the people, so that mortals couldn't control it at all.

Hundreds of flying knives slowly converged in front of her like a swarm of bees returning to their nests, gradually merging!

A touch of red flashed in front of the demon knife, like an innate charm.

There was a wind blowing, blowing through the huge blades, and it was the whining of the wind being cut.

Hundreds of knives turned into a five-foot big knife, half a foot wide, like a strong man standing in front of a slender demon knife.

'Red Enchantress' - that's what that knife really is!

"There aren't many people who can get me to draw a knife. I've only stabbed twice since I made the sword, but every time I slashed, the Enchantress would drink blood. The demon knife was holding a big knife, and there was no sense of disobedience, "The first time it was an enemy, the second time it was ...... It's my master. ”

The demon knife's expression was a little trance, but there was no trace of sadness.

Demon knife, the day the knife is made, it has become a demon.

"The demons don't practice the magic knife, but they practice the demon knife. It is destined that you and your master must be free from the core of the demon race. Lin Ling's words hit the nail on the head, and he didn't leave a trace of affection for the demon knife.

"The devil walks the devil, the devil walks the strange way. Entering the demon with demons, first cutting demons, and then casting demon hearts, I admire your master very much. ”

"What do you !! you know!?" Even if the demon knife was injured by Lin Ling, it was not as big as the impact that Lin Ling's words brought to her at this moment.

The black qi around the demon knife gradually rose, and bursts of slaughter were about to come.

Lin Ling still had seven kills in his hand, and the eight winds did not move: "I was lucky enough to read a few books." Know a thing or two about your demon knife. Your master forged the heart of the demon sword for you, and he would rather sacrifice himself, thinking that there should be something extremely important to do between you. ”

Such a secret was revealed by Lin Ling in one word, and the demeanor of the demon knife must be inseparable, Liu Ruoxue couldn't help but be even more curious about Lin Ling in front of her.

"If you have such an important matter, why do you linger in this dangerous place. In this Phoenix Town, there are countless elites of the human race, you and I are fighting fiercely, are they really deaf and blind?

"Hmph!" Demon Dao reined in her thoughts and put on her most charming smile, "Little brother, you do know a lot. It's been a bit of a rush tonight, but it should be more than enough to take you to my bedside. ”

"What?"

Lin Ling's face changed slightly, the demon knife was already in his hand, and a wave of domineering qi surged.

The incomparable spiritual power and the sand and dust that swept over made Lin Ling almost breathless.

A touch of demon red, in an instant. Knives, it's coming too fast!

"Hurry up!" Liu Ruoxue hurriedly reminded.

Lin Ling didn't dare to delay, the power of the demon sword that erupted at this moment had completely surpassed the strength of the Yunhai realm, and it was firmly on the power of the sun wheel.

Lin Ling didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly flew back.

One hundred meters, Liu Ruoxue's attack range.

Lin Ling stopped, and the demon knife stopped.

The distance between the two of them was only a sword and a sword, and Lin Ling could see it clearly.

It was a face that had brought disaster to the country and the people, and a smile was enough to destroy a beacon fire.

She smiled at Lin Ling, and Lin Ling also smiled, only this time, it was a hint of red overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"This knife, you are not dead, you are qualified to sit on the edge of my bed. ”

Lin Ling smiled for no reason: "It's a pity, I don't know where your home is." Shenchuan: Or Daqin?"

"Take me another stab, and I'll tell you. "The demon knife has retracted, and the demon red on the knife is faintly like a blood vein beating gently.

The knife is retracted for the next faster knife.

With this knife, the demon knife did not slash at Lin Ling, but aimed at Liu Ruoxue, who was already weak in her limbs.

The sword qi is clear, and a hundred meters is enough to be fatal to a qi cultivator who can't move.

Obviously, Liu Ruoxue's law can only target people, but it can't resist this majestic spiritual power.

Lin Ling's body had already moved, but someone's sword was faster than him.

Like a touch of white belly on the edge of the sky, a meteor fell from the sky like a moon, cutting off the sword qi crisply and neatly, and stood in front of Liu Ruoxue.

A blue dress fluttered in, and the star-eyed sword eyebrows were like a sharp sword running through the sky.

Yi Jian, the 'Sword Soul' of the Blue Sword Pavilion, ranks second on the list!

The demon knife sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, but he threw a wink at Lin Ling and said with a smile: "Little brother, it's really too late, but my bed will still make room for you." Remember to come to me. ”

The demon knife no longer hesitated, turned into a streamer of light in an instant, and flew into the distance.

"Senior sister, how is it?, are you injured?" Cutting off the sword qi, Yi Jian hurried over and was about to help Liu Ruoxue.

Lin Ling didn't know why, and there was no reason in his heart: That's right, people are senior brothers and sisters, childhood sweethearts, what's not to do if you touch them.

"Don't touch me!"

This cold and snow-like voice sounded like heaven in Lin Ling's ears, and an inexplicable beauty rose in his heart.

Yi Jian's body froze, and the expression on his face immediately turned into embarrassment and eagerness: "Is it poisoned?" Let Senior Brother take a look at it for you." ”

After speaking, he tried to reach out and touch it again.

Blue Sword Pavilion 'Sword Soul', a generation of heroes among countless Blue Sword Pavilion women. At the age of twenty-three, he overwhelmed Yun Langya and sat firmly in the second place on the list.

With the sword as a teacher and the sword as a friend, his sword has never been sheathed, and he has never had a scabbard.

At the age of sixteen, he entered the sea of clouds with the sword in the law of gold, and reached the peak of the sea of clouds in four years and was reluctant to break through, just to pursue a purer peak of the sword.

Legend has it that his comprehension of the laws of the way of the sword has reached the realm of the upper grade of the earth level, and he is only one line away from the heavenly level.

And he deliberately suppressed his cultivation, in order to break through the Heavenly Rank before the Sun Wheel Realm, so that after entering the Sun Wheel Mirror, he could directly comprehend another Heavenly Rank Sword Dao Rule.

Such a patient, understanding, promising, and good-looking senior brother, how can he not be pursued by countless girls.

But Yi Jian is devoted to the sword and has never given any woman a good look.

Until a year ago, the head of Qingqian brought a girl.

On that day, Yi Jian put the sword on the desk, and he, who had never stopped practicing the sword, rested for a day, went to the main hall, and asked the head Qingqian for a scabbard.

Since then, Yi Jian's sword has been in the scabbard for a year...... It was never sheathed again.

It wasn't until a year later, when he saw the girl for the second time, that Master gave her the name of 'scabbard'. Yi Jian, who had never been happy, smiled, so he decided to retreat, and this retreat was another year.

This time, it was the third time he had seen her.