The moon is in the sky.

Yan Lang danced a set of knife techniques.

The name of the knife is "Moonlight Treasure Supreme Secret Knife".

This knife technique is his most proficient and a set of knife techniques as a hole card, and it is also a knife technique that he unintentionally obtained when he unintentionally encountered the evil Buddha of the Holy Mountain Daxue Mountain, who was trapped at the bottom of the cliff and was dying.

The knife method is connected to the method of breathing, and even the method of visualization, and the three methods are one.

There is a self-transformation in this method, with a sense of "sect heart".

If the cicada is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this sword technique is exactly the same as the "Sword Demon" of the Southern Regions.

It's just that the return of ten thousand knives to the sect is more mysterious, and this knife technique is rougher.

But no matter what, it seems that something is deliberately left.

Xia Ji can naturally see this.

The one who left this thing behind is probably the demon god phantom "Zongxin" who just appeared behind Yan Lang.

Maybe I should also leave a set of martial arts to pass on to the world?

Xia Ji looked at Yan Lang Dancing Knife, revealing some thought.

Now.

He is laying out the world.

Because, soon, he will need to make a choice.

Red Yama was right.

He didn't have a choice.

He had no choice but to climb the ladder of souls in the underworld.

This is the only opportunity.

And the so-called depths of the underworld, the river of ashes, where his wife is, may not have nothing to do with this ancient ladder.

So, he's arranging the aftermath.

After all, if you go to the underworld, can you still be considered alive?

It's just that he found that whether he is alive or dead, he can at least communicate with the living through the "phantom", and he can also use the "phantom" to understand the world and make timely moves.

At this time, Yan Lang had already put away the knife, and he asked respectfully, "Teacher, how is this knife technique?"

Xia Ji thought for a while and said: "First-class sword path, tossing and turning a few hands, it is no longer in the stream. ”

"Not in the stream?"

Yan Lang exclaimed.

This knife technique he used as a hole card was rated as unpopular by the teacher?

This...

"It's almost dawn, go back, and come back tomorrow at midnight. ”

Xia Ji held his palm.

A soft wind protected Yan Lang and led him out quickly.

The sky was gray, the color of the junction of darkness and light.

Yan Lang quietly returned to the robber camp.

Wrap up and rest.

Meditate.

It's already the scorching sun.

A new round of Kou tide hit Guanshan, and the fight began.

He stood in the middle of the bandits.

There are about dozens of people in the center, all of them are in high places, watching the battle in the distance, if there is a flaw, some of them will take the initiative to lead people to attack and attack a wave.

They are all people with desires, and naturally no one can step into the realm of Tongxuan.

Yan Lang was still looking into the distance, but what he saw in his eyes was no longer a fight, but a knife from the god-like man in the moonlight last night.

A burly man with unkempt hair in animal skins beside him suddenly said, "Yan Lang, you don't look in good spirits. ”

The delicate and ruthless young man tilted his head and frowned: "Old Niu, do you believe that there are people in this world who can defeat me just by relying on a branch?"

The burly man laughed and said: "There are so many strong people in this world, it's normal, don't say anything else, every Xuan can do it, Xuan Qi interferes, no matter how capable you are, you can't use it."

But if we really let those immortals fight face to face with us, who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, it is still unknown. ”

Yan Lang shook his head: "It's not... I mean, don't use true qi, don't use Xuan qi, don't use anything, just a branch, defeat me in the strongest state. ”

The burly man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Yan Lang, you have learned to fucking joke." ”

Yan Lang said: "You don't believe it, do you?"

The man known as Lao Niu said: "I believe you are a ghost, you kid is a thief and a thief, Lao Niu's heart and eyes are not as good as you." ”

Actually, don't talk about old cows.

Even if Yan Lang thinks about it now, he still doesn't believe it.

How did that knife defeat the heyday of self?

It's just an ordinary knife.

He was completely incomprehensible.

Night.

Midnight.

Yan Lang got up again and quietly walked towards the valley.

But as he rounded the first peak, he suddenly stopped.

Because there were people following him behind him.

Yan Lang had his back to the valley.

He stopped.

The stalker also stopped.

Both were silent.

Yan Lang suddenly said faintly: "Old Niu, three watches in the middle of the night, you don't sleep, what are you doing with me?"

The burly man with fluffy hair walked out from behind the shadow of the tree, with a smile on his face, he patted the wide-mouth knife on his waist, and smacked his tongue: "Brother Lang, there are good things together, why do you secretly eat alone?"

Yan Lang said: "I'll go to practice knives." ”

"Oh, can the old cow accompany you to combine the two knives?"

Yan Lang: ...

Hippie smiling face of burly man.

In terms of strength, the two of them are half a pound and eight taels, and now they are facing each other, and no one is afraid of anyone.

And this man is very famous in the robbers, and his real name has been forgotten, anyway, those who are familiar with him call him "Old Cow", and the rest of the younger brothers call him "Bull King".

He has a red yak tail wrapped around his waist, his shirtless and exposed copper skin, knotted muscles, and his hair is like a flying fluff, which makes people feel that there may be lice in it, and a palm-sized broad-mouthed knife hangs horizontally behind his waist, and the swallowing place is a two-pronged horn-like tip, which can effectively block the opponent's weapon when fighting.

Lao Niu said: "Brother Lang, what you said during the day, the more Lao Niu thought about it, the more mysterious it became... So I want to talk to you again at night, but I have no intention of bumping into you, so don't think about it. ”

Seeing him like this, Yan Lang thought in his heart that it was a big deal for him to go to the second valley, and he didn't go to the teacher, anyway, it was still some time before midnight, so he said: "Lao Niu, I really went to practice knives on a whim." ”

"Okay. ”

Lao Niu shook his head, "I'll practice with you, it's a long night and so lonely." ”

Yan Lang knew that this cow seemed to be loyal and honest, but in fact, he didn't care about him.

Swept towards the valley on his own.

When you come to a flat ground where the grass is over your knees, you are ready to practice knives.

Yan Lang suddenly said: "Old Niu, do you want to learn my knife technique?"

There is a needle in this statement.

Stealing teachers is a big taboo.

The burly man with unkempt hair shook his head, and he turned and walked out of the valley.

But it didn't go far.

It's just a few rocks across the mountain.

The moon is getting in the middle of the month.

Yan Lang was also in a hurry.

He could feel that the old cow was locking on him.

If he leaves, Lao Niu will definitely follow.

So, Yan Lang was angry: "Old Niu, are you still finished?"

The burly man with unkempt hair smiled, and poked his head out from behind the rocks: "Give me a share to Lao Niu, a small portion is fine, and I will help you keep it secret." ”

This man has a mysterious intuition about fortune.

In other words, who can survive the infinite tide and dangerous environment of the Northland, which one is a simple person?

If it were ordinary, this old cow wouldn't have followed.

It's just that he always felt that Yan Lang wouldn't ask that sentence for no reason.

After thinking about it, he felt that something must be wrong with Yan Lang, so he didn't sleep all night, stared at him until midnight, and sure enough, he sneaked out.

The two confronted each other.

The long wind blows the grass.

The moon is like frost.

Before I knew it, midnight had arrived.

A man's faint voice came from the wind: "Not here yet?"

Yan Lang looked sideways in the direction of the third peak and ran with his body.

The burly man with unkempt hair was stunned.

Grass, master.

He suddenly realized that the person Yan Lang said during the day was the one who spoke now.

It's just that...

In this way, he didn't dare to follow.

I can only secretly admire, Yan Lang, this kid, is really blessed.

Just as I was thinking about it, the voice came from the wind again, "Let's come along."

The old cow was stunned, then ecstatic, and followed with his legs.

High places, cliffs.

Xia Ji stood against the moon.

The northern Kou tide has always been a major disaster for the Wei State.

But from the perspective of the human world, this Kou Chao is the continent's first line of defense against the underworld.

On the moonlit mountain road, the two strong men in Kou came like a strong wind.