Mr. Mei Wu's strength was something that the little carpenter could predict, after all, the person who could be in charge of such a large-scale puja security work was definitely not a simple person.

But the strength that this guy showed at the moment, as well as his calm bearing, was something he didn't expect.

If you have to make an analogy, the little carpenter thinks that this Mr. Mei Wu may be comparable to the ghost king at his peak.

Even stronger.

If you look at it this way, the little carpenter's performance at this moment is completely understandable.

After all, he is just a young boy who has only been in the industry for less than a year, and if he can really compete with someone like the ghost king, it is really a little too terrifying.

But even though he knew that he was too close, the little carpenter didn't want to raise his hand and surrender.

Although he has a calm and calm temperament, he is definitely not a person who compromises easily.

He could feel Mr. Mei Wu's contempt and disdain for him, but even if he was a small person, he had his own persistence and pursuit, as well as his determination to show himself.

So seeing Mr. Mei Wu looking at him with disdain, and then took out a dagger with his left hand, and when he cut it towards his neck, the blood of the little carpenter's body rushed towards his heart.

The big heart trembled violently in an instant, secreting a huge amount of adrenaline, and the strong current gathered in the dantian.

In his chest, a dragon groan filled the little carpenter's entire mind.

When life and death were at stake, the little black dragon broke out. It didn't rush out of the little carpenter's chest to help in the fight, because it was too weak at the moment to not help, but it might put the little carpenter into a greater crisis.

It chose to pour its breath into the cold snow knife that the little carpenter's right hand was grasping.

The name of this knife is "Hanxue", which seems to be an ordinary and ordinary waist knife, but in fact, it is the unique weapon of the Ming Dynasty secret service Jinyiwei, embroidered spring knife.

And this one is specially made, it once had an owner, the name is Tian Ganon.

The knife mad Tian Ganong, the official to the Jinyi Wei Zhen envoy, is the top swordsman in the late Ming Dynasty, once in the army of ten thousand, killed hundreds of masters of the army and drifted away.

Such a character has achieved the tonality of this knife, which has never been ordinary, but it is a pity that the knife mania of the year, the descendants are really too unscrupulous, but such a famous knife is reduced to the casino, and then transferred to the Yucheng Robe Brothers' Association, and finally handed over to the little carpenter by Chen Lanting.

The little carpenter used this knife very easily, and felt particularly sharp and powerful, and that's it.

However, when the little black dragon slammed his breath into the blade with all his might, at a moment, the eyes of the little carpenter, who was boiling with blood, turned black.

Immediately after, countless images suddenly flew in front of his eyes.

Under the swing of the long knives, the rebels fell one after another, their heads flying in the air, blood splattered, and the rest of the people were all lying on the ground, trembling and not daring to move......

The long knife hung on his waist, walking on the bustling street, the people of Qianshou saw it, and they all bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look directly......

The long knife was swung again, this time facing an alien race dressed in a boar's skin......

Then, the long knife was in the sea of corpses and blood, accompanied by wild laughter, and killed a bloody path......

Finally, the long knife is sheathed and dusty......

Everything seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Clang!

Another loud sound sounded, and the picture in front of the little carpenter disappeared, and he returned to reality, and when he saw the cold snow knife in his hand, he actually pulled out the man's steel-solid finger and blocked the dagger that the other party had stabbed.

A fierce and arrogant, violent and brave aura passed from the cold snow knife to the little carpenter's heart.

Someone kept shouting in his ear, making his blood run as if he were on the battlefield.

Countless skills, information, and means of using the knife were also passed on to the little carpenter's mind, and in the next moment, the little carpenter felt as if there was a force manipulating the knife and fighting with Mr. Mei Wu in front of him.

This is......

This centuries-old cold snow old knife, its sword soul ......

Awakened!

The knife is spiritual, but it was activated by the little black dragon.

Bells, bells, bells......

The little carpenter's body moved involuntarily, at first, it was still a little awkward and eccentric, but later, his cooperation with the cold snow knife soul became more and more tacit, and his mind was moved, as if he was alone.

And with the awakening of the sword soul, the smile on Mr. Mei Wu's face became more and more.

The corners of his mouth were raised, he smiled slightly, and then said slowly, "It's kind of interesting." ”

That guy is a left-hander, the dagger on his left hand is a bit like a saber, every move and style, all of them are fierce and decisive, and he has a deadly posture, and this person's cultivation and strength are much higher than the little carpenter, so even if the little carpenter is supported by the sword soul on the outside and the little black dragon on the inside, he was still forced by Mr. Mei Wu to be in a hurry and retreat after all.

After Mr. Mei Wu had the absolute upper hand, he sighed, and then said: "You are really a pity, if you are given a few more years of growth, maybe today, there will be a place for you, and the future is bright and beautiful......"

The little carpenter thought that the other party was going to recruit him, and thought that if he really couldn't do it, he might be able to pretend to surrender and buy time.

However, Mr. Mei Wu whispered in a voice so low that even a small carpenter could not distinguish clearly: "It's a pity that you were born in China......"