Chapter 232: The Spirituality of the Sword

Poof.

The two front hooves of the onion were all chopped off by Qi Brush.

"Get out." Shen Yiming jumped up and kicked the deaf head with a flying kick to knock him out.

The weight of two or three hundred catties of green onion deafness was kicked out by Shen Yiming's kick.

Shen Yiming should have been scared by the onion, for fear that he would have another breath of flames, and directly followed up and stabbed the onion's neck to end the onion's life.

"Bang bang." At this time, Wang Huai stood up from the grass, clapped his hands and walked out: "It is worthy of being a young master of the gods, and his strength is really amazing, just relying on the power of the magic sword Hongming can kill this ancient beast, it is really a great misfortune for the Tianli Sect." ”

"Oh no, it's a great blessing for the Tenri Sect."

This passage sounds like a boast of God, but it is actually a loss to him that he has no real ability, so he can only rely on the magic knife.

"Hey." Hearing Wang Huai's sneer at Shen Yiming, my heart was also a lot more refreshed, and I stood up from the grass: "Hehe, thank you for your help." ”

"Li Chujiu." Shen Yiming looked at me viciously, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I'm going to kill you." ”

I nodded solemnly: "Oh, how are you going to kill?" ”

"You ......" Shen Yiming saw my indifferent look, and immediately became angry: "......"

Before he finished speaking, the magic knife in his hand trembled violently.

"Something from my previous life, and it's stained with my blood, don't you feel ashamed to take it?" I snorted.

Buzz –

The magic knife came out of his hand and haunted the trunk of the tree next to him.

In fact, I really want to complain about this, it's obviously 'my' thing, but it doesn't come to my hands, and it looks like it's lively, which makes me really unhappy.

"It seems that if I don't kill you, this knife really can't be used by me." Shen Yiming put his hand into his arms with an ugly face.

"No, no, no." Wang Huai suddenly walked to the side of the magic knife, stretched out his hand and flicked the magic knife with two fingers: "It's not that this knife is used by you, but that you are being used by this knife." ”

"The history of the Magic Knife Hongming can be traced back to the ancient flood period, and it was called the Magic Knife at that time, so you don't want to think about how much evil energy he contains? And for thousands of years, the knife will also have spirituality. ”

"Besides, I should have discovered that it is the evil qi that enters your body that controls you every time, and you rarely control this evil qi freely, am I right?"

"This is the intention of the Demon Knife Hongming to help you escape many times, he wants to absorb more blood and soul through your hands to continue to strengthen himself."

The more Shen Yiming listened, the more ugly his face became: "Impossible, how can I be controlled by the knife?" I'm the young master of the Heavenly Doctrine. ”

"Tenrikyo?" Wang Huai said funny: "Do you still think that the Tianli Sect is the former Tianli Sect? ”

"At this time, the Heavenly Doctrine has become a lackey of the Demon Realm, I'm afraid your father has reached some agreement with the people in the Demon Realm, right? All they have to do is for you to sacrifice the Demon Sword, then kill you, and give the Demon Knife to the leader of the Demon Realm. ”

"What your father wants, it's not the No. 1 Demon Sect in the Yang World, but the entire Yang World, which is more important, you have to understand."

Shen Yiming seemed to be a different person at this time, his usual steady appearance was lost, and he became crazy, muttering things like impossible.

Looking at Wang Huai, who was driving the mad god Yiming in a few words, I realized for the first time the power of this seemingly harmless person.

Sure enough, as my master said, people who can tell fortunes are terrible beings, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"I'll kill you." Suddenly, Shen Yiming rushed from behind Wang Huai, and grabbed Wang Huai's heart with claws with both hands.

A victorious smile appeared on Wang Huai's face, and then he easily dodged this move on the side of his body, and then threw off his legs and ran to my side: "Now you can do it." ”

But before I could react, Shen Yiming rushed over again.

Wherever the god passed, a gust of wind blew and rolled up the burned leaves on the ground.

Shen Yiming's five fingers were claws, and the whole person was full of violent aura.

At this time, Shen Yiming really seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person, and his three-inch short hair, which was originally quite handsome, has now become unkempt.

Shen Yiming's eyes were red, and he threw a fist at me.

Looking at Shen Yiming's red eyes, I couldn't move.

Just when this fist was about to hit me on the head, I was pulled by Wang Huai.

And the punch just missed, hitting a tree with the thick mouth of a bowl on my left.

Click-

The tree was unexpectedly broken by Shen Yiming's punch and fell.

Although he dodged the first punch, there was a second punch and a third punch......

Shen Yiming's offensive is like a surging river, endless, and the fierce offensive leaves us with no other way but to hide.

"Fight." I bit my fingers and drew a six-ding-six-jia evil talisman on the palm of my left hand, and then met Shen Yiming's fist: "The essence of Yangming, the Tibetan of Shenwei. Collect the yin charm, hide the human form, the spirit rune, there is no trace of the house, dare to disobey, and the heavenly soldiers go up. ”

At the time of the fist hand, I felt that my entire left hand was no longer mine, and I was unconscious; I know it must have been dislocated from me.

And my palm even repelled the angry god Yiming.

Poof-

After being repelled by me, Shen Yiming spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and half-knelt on the ground.

"Are you alright?" Wang Huai's face also changed drastically and came to me.

I shook my head: "It's to say it's okay, I'm already unconscious in my entire left arm. ”

"Hahaha......" At this time, Shen Yiming's mouth was full of blood, and he stood up with a laugh: "Li Chujiu, you are really a waste, now that you have lost an arm, I will see how you can stop me." ”

After Shen Yiming finished speaking, the whole person rushed towards me again, and threw two punches in succession to hit me and Wang Huai in the chest.

When this punch came up, I was stunned, and I only felt that my head was buzzing.

On the other hand, Wang Huai's whole face was wrinkled together.

Bang –

Shen Yiming smashed another punch into my chest, directly causing me to squirt out a mouthful of blood.

"One edict, dry hexagram to rule the heavenly soldiers."

I gritted my teeth and yelled.

Then, this blood slowly formed a palm-sized blood sword in the air and stabbed into Shen Yiming's chest.

Under this sword, Shen Yiming collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon, and then black blood flowed out of his mouth.

"Now, you should die." Shen Yiming smiled and released his palm.

In an instant, five ghosts shot out of his palms and flew towards me; Although it's not too late, this kind of powerful ghost trained by Shen Yiming can still be unaffected.

Looking at the ghosts getting closer and closer, I slowly closed my eyes.

At this moment, a sharp breath came, and then only a choking sound was heard.

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