Tester Chen Yi is a brave young man, and now he is still an E-class member, but he has dared to participate in the evaluation of the trick book.

The level of the Trick Book is currently unknown, and it is tentatively set at level 6, and if the evil that is born is very difficult to fight, it will be upgraded according to the level of deterrence.

By the way, the fruit of the psychic fruit tree that Kemeng handed in last time has grown from a bud to a tree, and the current high-level is re-evaluating the level of the psychic fruit tree, so Kemon's contribution may be higher, and correspondingly, Kemon can also exchange the contribution for new items.

Tester Chen Yi's fingertips were bleeding, and he wrote more and more tricks, all the way to seven tricks.

He pulled his finger off and prepared to put on the band-aid, but he saw the blood on his finger connected to the treacherous book, and the long, thin stream of blood was like a river, bending into a bridge in the air and rushing to the book.

"Grass!" Chen Yi shouted the name of a green plant, and the green shoes worn by his legs suddenly burst into a burst of green fluorescence, and he immediately slammed his legs back, pulling out a long series of phantoms.

The phantom came and disappeared quickly, and Chen Yi used a fraction of a second to open a distance of fifty meters.

The pillar of blood on his fingers was interrupted, and the blood that had flowed into the air slowly flowed into the scribble, and the cold wind blew, and the black mist poured out of the book, and the ghost of the translucent cloak surged out of the book.

The ghost came out with a long scream.

The suppressive and evil calligraphy of the four load-bearing pillars glowed brightly, and the strange sound was locked in the space of the four pillars, and only the slightly affected sound came out of the four pillars for several testers to hear.

Kemon listened to it without the slightest effect, there was a weakening of the four load-bearing pillars, and eighty points of resistance were not hurt to carry it.

At this moment, the blood of the book hit the tail of the ghost's cloak, causing the tail to be dyed bright red.

But the tester Chen Yi retreated too quickly, and the blood was not enough, so the ghost was only dyed red on the upper body, and the cloak on the upper body was still black.

The black ghost let out a long scream, its dark eyes full of malice, instinctively trying to suck out the human blood from the four pillars.

It rushed headlong towards Kemon, and the calligraphy on the four pillars was powerful, and with a thud, the ghost crashed into the wall of air between the two load-bearing pillars and bounced back.

The ghost does not believe in evil, and continues to pound, hitting the wall in the air again.

"The blockade of the four pillars has not been broken, and it is still within the acceptable range." Director Lei, who is a member of the A-class, breathed a sigh of relief,

He was holding the jade ruyi in his hand, and he was already glowing, but when he saw that the black ghost could not break through the four-pillar blockade, he knew that this back hand was useless.

"How many words did you write?" Director Lei asked.

"I wanted to write a word, but my hand didn't listen to me, so I stopped, and by the time I pulled my fingers, I had already written seven words." Chen Yihou said in fear, remembering the bloodthirstiness of that book, and was very greedy.

"Well, I also saw it just now, when you pulled out your finger, the blood on your finger hadn't stopped flowing, forming a line in the air, this thing is really evil, our investigation bureau doesn't need this kind of thing at all, it's a waste of resources to do tests." Director Lei deeply agrees.

While everyone was discussing the black cloak-shaped evil spirit, Kemon had already taken out the perfect Flawless Sword and lengthened it to forty meters.

At this moment, Kemon stood in front of him, and the wind blew his coat, and his clothes hunted.

Forty long knives are like the brightest light in the night, and they shine so brightly in the yin wind that people can't take their eyes off it, and they are already hooked just by looking at it.

"I'm going, so handsome?" Chen Yi glared, and for the first time found that this knife was so perfect that it was suffocating, and the person holding the knife was so strong that he wanted to be a god of war.

"I feel that Kemon's knife can blow up the Investigation Bureau." Director Lei's eyebrows jumped slightly, and he had an extremely terrifying thought, afraid that Kemeng would really cut the ground with a knife.

"Don't worry, this sword doesn't have supernatural power." Kemon explained softly.

In the ears of everyone, Kemon's voice was extremely firm and powerful, like faith in the Dark Ages, and even the voice he uttered carried an invincible faith.

Kemon put on the glove of Juli, and without gloves, it was really hard to lift this thing.

Eighty kilograms, or one hundred and sixty pounds.

It's hard to lift a hand, and it's even harder to swing a slash when the center of gravity is shifted forward.

Kemon lifted the long knife, this special testing chamber was not forty meters high, so Kemon could not lift it up to the sky, but could only stab forward lightly.

The black ghost in front of him was huge, three meters tall, floating in the air and making a strange whistling sound, half red and half black.

This is not the black ghost of Laleier, and Kemon can feel the difference between the two at a glance.

The ghost apostles of Lalaye were countless times more powerful than them, and they had a very deep aura of decay and darkness, which was tainted with the breath of evil gods.

Kemon had a hunch in his heart that if the ghost of Lalleye stood here, he didn't need to do anything, and a look drifted over, and the thing in front of him might be frightened and his soul body collapsed.

As he pondered, Kemon drew his sword and stabbed at the huge half-cloaked cloak.

The half-clothed red-clothed evil demon saw that the forty-long knife seemed to cut through the distance in space, and stabbed straight over, unable to dodge, unable to dodge.

This blow must have been powerful and heavy, hitting the origin of the soul body.

The evil creature trembled, not expecting to be subjected to such a terrible target just after its birth.

However, the sword passed through its body, nothing happened, the evil was still alive, and the mind was still running.

What's going on?

The evil looked at this stunningly perfect stab, and from any angle, it was perfect and could not go wrong.

This thorn, it should have collapsed, but it wasn't dead, it was still alive.

So is the sword man stabbing the wrong one?

The half-clothed red-clothed evil was confused, his mind had not yet turned, and he was still immersed in the amazing and perfect sword.

And Kemeng saw that the other party was stunned, thinking that the other party was dead, and immediately carefully drew the Flawless Sword.

This gentle pumping is as delicate as lingering, slow and light, and it is perfect.

Director Lei was stunned, he had never seen such a beautiful sword.

Chen Yi's hands don't hurt anymore, he feels that the world is so beautiful, and he will also practice swords in the future.

The black ghost was also amazed by this perfect sword, and watched the Flawless Sword shrink to seventy-five centimeters.

The god of war is gone, he has grown into the appearance of a sword fairy, his face is full of fairy energy, and the sword in his hand is like a beautiful fairy sword, which makes the evil man feel admired.

Then, it found out that it was still alive.

I touched my chest, but I didn't feel any pain.

How can such a perfect knife not feel pain?

Is this a joke?

Is this a joke?

The half-red, half-black ghost cloak was furious, finally realizing the truth, and Kermon was playing with it.

"Ahh