"Khooth!" The two knives collided and bounced off. The old man's knife was intact, and Long Xiaoqi's knife was also intact, and the people around him were surprised.

"Khooth!"

The second knife.

"Khooth!"

The third knife.

"Khooth!"

Fourth knife.

"Khooth! Syllable! ――”

When the fifth collision occurred, the ********** in the old man's hand broke into two knots and fell heavily to the ground, while the knife in Long Xiaoqi's hand was still intact!

The people around them all gasped, they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, but they knew that the ********** in Long Xiaoqi's hand had defeated the Death Blade and became the most powerful scimitar.

When this scimitar crushes the Grim Reaper's Knife, the person who forged it has become a true master caster!

Calm, calm, strong and introverted, but extremely domineering and arrogant.

"I'll give you a name......"

LONG Xiaoqifu. Touching the blade, he said with emotion: "I'll call you ......"

Zhao Ying listened, little brother listened.

"Dragon Slayer Sword!"

Long Xiaoqi raised his knife proudly: "The sword slays the dragon, commands the world, don't ......"

The little brother's face turned black instantly, Zhao Ying opened his mouth, and wanted to say something but didn't say it: Slaying the dragon?

Our family is surnamed Dragon!

"Uh...... It doesn't seem to be a good thing, this and this...... Why don't you call it a treasure knife? ”

Long Xiaoqi said excitedly: "Of course such a good knife has to be a treasure knife, this ...... You don't seem to like it very much, so I'll think about one more ...... How about calling it a sword? Domineering enough, ...... enough Xiao Qi's knife? A small ring knife with a gold wire? The Moon Knife at the End of the World? Divine knives? The knife of the slag sky? ……”

"Hmmm......"

Zhao Ying narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said to Long Xiaoqi, "Verdict." ”

"Good name! It's called the verdict! ”

Long Xiaoqi stretched out his thumb.

The name of the knife is thus decided, and this knife will definitely become a verdict, and it will definitely be stained black with blood.

It is the most suitable knife for melee combat, and there is no one.

Whether it is the M9 saber or the tiger tooth, or the mad dog tactical knife, or even the whaling fork, they are all overshadowed in front of the domineering **********.

The fame of this knife is not only the majesty of the Gurkha warriors, but also the incomparably powerful chopping ability of the knife itself.

A single knife can cut off the head of a buffalo, and cutting people is like cutting vegetables.

Because of its domineering and ferocentric, it is known as the original power and is favored and loved by many people.

"Can I change the appearance of the knife?"

Long Xiaoqi pointed to the ********** he had cast and said, "Although I also like this knife type, but ...... Forget it, I'll give it to you when I recast it."

After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoqi threw the scimitar into the furnace in front of everyone and melted it into molten iron, and the group of Gurkha soldiers were distressed and almost dripping blood.

You know, such a knife is not available all the time, and it is not something that anyone can cast if they want to.

Now he has melted him down, it's a tyrannical thing.

"Khooth! Sonor! Sonor! ……”

After a busy day, when Long Xiaoqi held the knife that changed its appearance in his hand, Zhao Ying smiled bitterly, and the little brother shook his head.

This product turned ********** into a watermelon knife!

！

！

All the thermal advantages disappeared without a trace, and a top-level saber turned into a watermelon knife without giving Long Xiaoqi!

Would anyone else do that?

No, absolutely nothing!

There is only one in the world, and there is no semicolon!

No country's special forces will use watermelon knives to fight with people, only the little ruffians in China will use watermelon knives to fight against people.

What kind of knife is a watermelon knife?

It has no tactical use, and it does not possess any characteristics of survival in the wild, except that chopping watermelons is a handy tool used to cut people in fights between small riffraff.

If a little ruffian were to choose between the watermelon knife and the **********, he would definitely choose **********, whether it was actual combat or appearance, it was a hundred times better than the watermelon knife.

But Long Xiaoqi turned such a top-notch ********** into a watermelon knife, and it was also a miniature watermelon knife, is this product sick in the brain?

"Uh...... In fact, I don't like to use a saber very much, and the watermelon knife is a little more comfortable in comparison......"

Long Xiaoqi scratched his head and smiled: "Wife, if you don't believe it, you can try it, it's a pleasure to cut people with a watermelon knife." When I was still messing around at home, a watermelon knife was used to cut well......"

Zhao Yingxiao's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she threw the knife she had built to Long Xiaoqi and said, "Hmm...... It's definitely imposing, I can imagine. Give this knife to you too, when I am not with you, it can accompany you, it is called ...... Mad Woman. ”

"Good!"

Long Xiaoqi put away the knife, nodded vigorously and said, "Ruling madwoman, you can do it during the day, and you can slap it at night. Syllable. Syllable! ”

…… Who can cure Long Xiaoqi?

Who has medicine to pour two catties?

！

This thing has become ingrained and incurable, and no one can turn him into a noble stream. People!

"What should I do next?"

Long Xiaoqi's face became extremely serious.

He knew that the tempering itself had been completed, that it was a spiritual tempering, and that he had successfully passed the greatest turning point in his mental endurance.

But this is only the first step, there are still three months to go, and there is a lot more to do.

Assassins, not so easy to do, assassins, far more difficult to do than special forces!

"Kill."

The little brother said coldly: "You don't know how to kill people, I'll take you to kill." ”

"Where to kill?"

Long Xiaoqi asked.

"The border, the southwest gate, the northwest gate."

The little brother said.

Assassins have to kill, and Assassins are the ones who know how to kill best.

Killers are low-level beings compared to assassins, but if you want to become an assassin, you must first become a killer.

There are no shortcuts other than killing.

"Wife?"

Long Xiaoqi took a step forward, held Zhao Ying's hand and said, "I have to send you back, no matter how long you can live, you have to give me a good life." You let me hope, and you will have hope. Everything will be fine, rest assured, everything will be fine. ”

Zhao Ying smiled very well and nodded.

But she knew her own situation, and wine was like poison, urging her life.

However, she must not drink anymore because there is already hope in her stomach.

It's just that I don't know if there is a way for the Immortal Doctor to do it...... Alas...... I hope he can still have some way, even if he can save the little life in his belly.

Zhao Ying was reluctant to get pregnant for Long Xiaoqi, she knew her physical condition too well.

But she couldn't help it, it was the best way she could come up with.

It doesn't matter if you can't keep yourself, I hope to save the little life in my belly.

She gave Long Xiaoqi a legendary twist, but gave herself a point of no return to death...... This book is from/book/html/31/31216/index.html