Chapter Forty-Three: Blood Knife Erjian!

Li Wuming was like a jerboa, swept over Wen Jin and them, and quickly moved away.

Among the three, only Wen Jin sensed it and raised his head suspiciously, but regrettably did not catch Li Wuming's figure.

Let's look at the world from the perspective of Li Wuming -

The buildings receded rapidly, and the wind whistled at an unprecedented speed, bringing with it the sound of hunting winds, and everything in front of them shook rapidly, making it seem a little blurry. A golden aura appeared around his body, scattering as the air moved.

Everything is like a parkour master who has been strengthened hundreds of times.

Li Wuming enjoyed this feeling very much, and in the process of running, he stroked his hair narcissistically, and secretly praised "I'm so handsome!" ”。

Li Wuming, who was running at great speed, had long hair fluttering, and everything was so beautiful in his eyes, until-

In front of him stood on the roof in front of him.

Li Wuming made an abrupt stop, instantly changing from extreme movement to extreme quiet, from moving like a rabbit to being as quiet as a virgin, the inertia made his arms tremble slightly, and the wind brought by running flew angrily, blowing his long hair away.

"Who are you?" Li Wuming said extremely cautiously.

The golden color spread out in his eyes, his pupils dilated, and the golden eyes unleashed.

Everything in front of him turned golden, Li Wuming glanced at this person, and exhaled a long breath - this person was only a foundation building period monk, and he was far away.

He said lightly to the man in front of him, "Who are you?" Why is it in my way? Let me tell you, although you became a foundation building monk at a young age, and you are a genius, I am not jealous! Ahh ”

The person in front of him was quite handsome, and he laughed happily: "My family face wants to tell you, please go back, this is good for both parties, don't pursue him anymore, you can't find it." ”

It is Erjian.

At this time, he was learning the tone of the face master, shaking his head, and said like a little adult.

Li Wuming was angry, and there was a voice in his mouth: "You said that if you don't chase, you won't chase?" Where is my dignity? Also, who gave you the confidence that a small foundation building period can stand in front of me? ”

When he said this, Li Wuming's face gradually became serious, and a momentum that belonged to the powerhouse of the Jindan period gradually rose, everything was silent, and it seemed that all, everything felt the breath of powerful life, and curled up his body under oppression. A powerful storm rose from Li Wuming's body and swept through everything around him.

In the momentum of this strong man, Erjian was still calm, and he said softly: "With my ability. ”

The voice was not loud, but it seemed to rise in Li Wuming's ears.

Thousands of miles of sound.

Erjian stretched out his hand, and a yellow circle of light appeared in his hand. The boy struggled to "pull" something out of it.

Inch by inch, a long knife revealed its hideous face. The handle of the long knife is golden yellow with dazzling gold lines engraved on it. The blade is like snow, like frost, refracting the light of the sun, and the whole sword is integrated and bright like light.

A long knife as tall as a teenager was held in Er Jian's hand like this, but he burst out with the feeling that it should have been like this.

It seems that a boy is a knife, and a knife is a boy.

"It's very good to reach the realm of human and knife integration at a young age, but it's not easy." Li Wuming applauded lightly and said with a smile, "It's better to change your evil ways and join us, you will have greater growth." ”

Er Jian's youthful face was tense and serious, and he shook his head firmly.

"It's a shame." Li Wuming smashed his mouth, "However, I won't kill you because of this, the person I'm looking for is someone else." After all, you still have a long way to go. ”

With that, he waved his hand: "Let's leave...... My golden years. ”

At the same time as he said this, the golden mangs were like a tide.

A tidal golden light surged up from behind Li Wuming, and one after another, it surpassed Li Wuming and rushed towards Er Jian.

Li Wuming stood in the center of the golden tide, gold accompanied him, Jin Mang danced with him, he seemed to be the emperor of golden light, sitting on the golden throne, overlooking the whole world, overlooking in front of him, the small Erjian.

An even more dazzling golden glow burst out in his eyes, his arms were outstretched, and he said with a smile: "How do you dodge this move?" ”

"I don't hide." Er Jian's small face was full of seriousness, he held the knife in one hand, lowered the blade, and gently brushed the blade with the other hand, at this moment, he was possessed by a Japanese samurai.

A soft shout: "Bright Sword Technique!" ”

Li Wuming pouted: "What about the bright sword technique, is it worthy of the black clothes you are wearing?" ”

Er Jian ignored it, and as if he was talking trash, he held the knife in both hands and snorted softly again.

I saw that in an instant, the golden long knife emitted a milky white light, the light was soft and did not hurt people's eyes, like the caress of an angel-

The next moment, it becomes the sword of the angel of light.

The knife is ferocious, compared to the golden tide, like a small boat riding the wind and waves in a storm, it seems that it will be swallowed by the sea in the next second, and it seems that it will float like this.

A knife, straight down, unpretentious.

But it was this knife that split the golden tide that surged like a flood of beasts, and slashed halfway.

Yes, there is no single split, and the gold still keeps coming, never stopping.

The golden tide was washed in half and brushed Er Jian's face, but he just gritted his teeth and insisted.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he had almost used all his strength for this blow, but what about Li Wuming?

One look at the way he was there with his pockets in his pockets, whistling, and gagged, knew that he must have left room for it.

"Damn, can you only use that trick?" Er Jian smiled bitterly, if he could, he really didn't want to use that trick......

This is a small agreement he made with the face master not to use this trick.

Now that he is about to break this agreement, I don't know what the face will think of him......

A villain who doesn't keep his promise? No, no, no, with what I know about him, I will definitely pretend to be angry and rub his head vigorously, but in fact I am distressed......

However, in order to block the possible danger for this face master, even so...... I have to use this trick too!

Erjian's eyes gradually became firm, and he reached out again to brush the long knife, this time, it was no longer the angel's caressing-

"Blood Escape, Blood Knife!" Erjian drank lightly again!

In an instant, the white light turned into nothing, and what appeared again was a dazzling blood light!

It's like a hellish smile!

Li Wuming smiled: "That's right; That's what makes it interesting; This is in line with your personality! ”

"Come on! Oh my golden years! Li Wuming laughed, stretched out his hand, and more golden rays emerged, and the golden tide increased!

Er Jian's face was resolute, and he raised his knife against the golden mangs like the sea! Hack down!