Chapter 3 Knife Trial

The night is like ink, and it is silent.

Occasionally, a few demon beasts roared, tearing open a corner of the night, but it didn't last for a few breaths before it was drowned in the boundless night. Everything seems to stand still, including time, space, and the creatures here.

The three night watchmen also shrank their heads between their legs, saliva ran down the corners of their mouths, pulling long silk threads, and drops of turbid liquid fell to the ground from time to time. It seems that it is not the first time that they have slept on night duty.

"Whoa, whoa!"

A sudden roar suddenly shattered all this.

"There is a situation!"

Half a minute later, more than 20 figures jumped out of the cart, forming a circle with their faces facing outwards to protect the 33 carts. The leader was the two-meter-tall man.

The pitch-black magic knife in his hand flashed with cold light, there was faint blood surging on the knife, and the warm blood qi diffused from the big man's body, and the fine grass around him shook in an instant, and there were signs of lodging in the opposite direction.

"The strength of a fifth-level demon beast?"

Mu Zifeng found that the big man was comparable to the Sky Swallowing Python, the demon beast next to the Guardian Emperor Tianju that he had spent three days and three nights hunting.

"Hey, when did the pariahs of the three-colored pupils dare to be so arrogant?"

With a mocking voice, "poof", two black shadows burst out in front of the big man.

Both of them are not tall, less than one meter six, in their thirties, and they look like they are carved out of a mold. The complexion is orange and red, and the face is pitted, as if it has been corroded by sulfuric acid. The fierce god is vicious, with black, yellow, blue, and red lights in his eyes, and he looks at it coldly, as if he is a little ghost who has escaped from hell.

"It's the Yinshan Shuangsha, this is a famous murderer, I heard that even Meng Li, the great dart master of the Far Dart Bureau in Mosa Town, died in their hands. ”

"Meng Li, that's a powerhouse who has killed a sixth-level peak demon beast,"

"Who's to say it's not, I'm afraid I've hit a hard point this time. ”

"I heard that the Shuangsha has become the guest of the Earth Demon Gate!"

"Is it bad, it's bad now, offending the Yinshan Shuangsha, that is, offending the Earth Demon Gate!"

"Who's to say it isn't, be careful, don't lose the guy who eats. ”

Everyone turned their heads to each other, and their faces all showed a look of jealousy, and even worse, their calves trembled.

Seeing that the two of them were also tightened, the big man looked very jealous, and hurriedly stood with his sword and saluted with his fists.

"Murman of the Villain Demon City Fuwei Dart Bureau, I have seen the Lord Shuangsha, and when I first arrived in the Precious Land, I hope that the two adults will have a convenient trip. ”

"Jiji, seeing that your kid is quite pleasing to the eye, supporting his family, just to eat for a mixed meal, Lord Ben is kind, leave the things, you can get out. The boss of the twin evils put his hands behind his back, looking high, and looked at the dart masters present with disdain.

"You two can't help it," said Merman, his face flushing slightly with eagerness.

"Two adults, you should know the rules of our dart game, how can you still live in the world if you lose your dart. Otherwise, this is five hundred grade magic crystals, and I hope that the two adults will make it convenient, and I will receive this love Moorman. As he spoke, the big man named Murman took out a gray cloth bag from his bosom and respectfully handed it to Dasha's hand.

Dasha took the cloth bag and glanced at it casually, "Just this little bit of the lower grade magic crystal wants to send Uncle Ben, you TMD should be called Hanako!" As he spoke, he took the storage bag into his arms.

"Is that cloth bag the legendary storage bag?" Mu Zifeng looked at the gray cloth bag, his eyes glowed, and he looked like a pig brother.

"Cut, that's a ball storage bag, it's just a spirit crystal bag, in your secular words, it's a wallet, except for the magic crystal, there's no use for fart. Quan Lao seized the opportunity and despised Mu Zifeng fiercely.

Mu Zifeng pouted, "Isn't it just that I've been in the Demon Realm for a few years, what's the big deal!"

"Hey, no, what is the magic crystal?"

"Damn," Quan Lao was also speechless, Mu Zifeng in front of him was a little white, he didn't understand anything.

"Let's see first, and I'll tell you later. He rolled his eyes.

"Hmph, don't say it, what's the big deal, isn't it just that I've eaten salty salt in the demon world for a few more years, I don't need you, master, what else can I do." ”

"You hear clearly, before Uncle Ben is not powerful, take your people, get out of here! As for the things you protect, hehe, don't even think about taking them away from Uncle Ben!"

It's not that Dasha doesn't want to kill, but killing people is as common as eating and drinking for monks living in the Demon Realm, because it's not yet time to kill.

The show has just begun. Cats are only fun when they get tired of playing with mice and kill them!

"Brothers, fight!"

Moorman didn't grind, he held the magic knife in his hand, and a steady stream of magic power poured out of his body, pouring into the blade, and on the pitch-black knife head, nine red lines lit up, emitting a terrifying sword light, and the sword was shrouded in a radius of one zhang.

"Huh!"

A knife head slashed towards the big evil, and between the lightning and flint, the ground was split by the knife out of a deep ditch up to half a meter deep and about a zhang long.

"Jie Ji, good boy, there are two strokes, but this ability was learned from your master, right?"

"Hey! I'll let you see how powerful Uncle Ben is!"

Dasha stretched out his right palm, and with a low roar, his right palm suddenly swelled, "Break it for me!" The condensed palm of the size of a foot in the sky slapped fiercely against the attacking sword.

"Boom-"

The sword and the giant palm were like two meteorites, slamming together.

The collapse of the sword was devastating, on the other hand, the palm only collapsed for the most part, and in just one breath, the sword was annihilated under the obscene power of the giant palm, and the remaining one-third of the palm power of the giant palm was instantly imprinted on Moorman's chest.

"Whew-"

With a beast-like scream, Moorman's massive body flew upside down, crackling and shattering four carriages, and before the two wildebeests could understand what was happening, they were knocked into the woods and smashed into a puddle of flesh.

It wasn't until he broke three big trees that he was one person thick that his body stopped, and a large mouthful of blood rushed out of his mouth, and his breath withered, and he lost his combat effectiveness in an instant.

Seeing that under one move, Moorman, the most effective man in the team, was hit hard, and all the dart masters gasped, their faces were cloudy, and their eyes were full of deep fear and jealousy.

"Tsk, so many low-grade magic crystals are enough for Uncle Ben to impact the eighth-order magician, it seems that the information of the Earth Demon Gate is not to be deceived by me. Without even looking at the injured Murman and the other dart masters, he walked straight to the smashed cart, reached out and grabbed a half-foot-square lilac magic crystal, put it under his nose and sniffed it intoxicated, his four-colored pupils glowing with a ghostly glow, revealing endless greed.

"It turns out that our dart is protecting the inferior magic crystal this time?!" all the dart masters looked at each other.

According to the rules of the road, only the core executives of the dart bureau and the big dart master have the right to know what the insured goods are, as for the ordinary dart master, only the share of the life. But there are only a few trips a year to take over the task of protecting the magic crystal, you know, the protection of the magic crystal is really a big deal, once you miss, the amount of compensation, but hundreds of millions, some small dart games, will immediately go bankrupt. But if you succeed, the reward is also very considerable.

This is the so-called wealth and danger in the cultivation world.

"No wonder Morman is desperate, as a big dart master, he really can't afford to lose. ”

"Why, who else is not afraid of death, stand up!" Da Xu looked at the frightened dart masters, and said playfully.

The dart masters looked at each other, but no one spoke first, and they kept weighing the pros and cons in their hearts.

"Don't listen to him scare people, let's do it together!" Two young and vigorous dart masters stepped forward with their knives in their hands, their eyes wide with anger.

"I don't know what is dead or alive, Uncle Ben will give you a ride. With a wave of his hand, a wave of palm power poured out, and with just the seemingly understated blow, the two dart masters let out a miserable scream and flew out, convulsing all over, and blood flowed out of their mouths as if they didn't want money.

Dasha flew up to the two young dart masters, stretched out his right foot, and clicked a little at the necks of the two dart masters, and the necks of the two dart masters were as fragile as carrots, and they broke in an instant.

The Great Evil is obviously trying to make an example of this. He bent down, stretched out his right index finger and wiped a little blood, put it in his mouth, and then snorted on the ground, scolding and scolding in his mouth: "Sure enough, it's a pariah, even the blood smells of urine!"

There was silence all around.

"Who else is not afraid of death, give Uncle Ben a piece of it, save Uncle Ben from being addicted!"

The dart masters slowly retreated, and none of them were willing to step forward. Between duty and life, it is clear that they chose the latter.

"Truly, a bunch of inferior breeds of TMD!"

Still no one has come forward.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that once Yinshan Shuangsha gets all the magic crystals, they will definitely kill people. But everyone has luck in their hearts, in case they don't have the right tendons, and they have a good heart, can't they pick up a life, but what is the probability of this?

"But people don't walk without heads, and birds don't fly without heads," who wants to be the bird that comes out in the face of great calamity?

"Bad, bastard, a bunch of bastard!" said Da Xu, with a wave of his hand, and his men began to lead the wildebeest that was pulling the cart.

"Stop! Have you asked Ben Shao to agree?"

With a snap, a figure slowly lifted the curtain and stepped out of the car.

I saw that figure, one meter eighty-one tall, wearing clothes with big holes and small eyes, although he couldn't see the color, he was called a flower child, but his back was straight, and his eyes were full of tenacity.

It was Mu Zifeng who got out of the car.

In fact, he didn't want to show his face, but in the face of the big evil, he also beat the drum in his heart, but it was for sure, and if he was not careful, he might have to explain his life here.

But he is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, and he is also enthusiastic.

Quan Lao told him that the unknown grass that cushioned him was called Fishy Flower, which was a healing medicine, and although it was very common, it was also expensive. The big man Moorman saved him and gave him herbal medicine to heal his wounds, which was enough for him to sacrifice his life to repay him.

The manly man does something and does not do something, and the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by a spring, and at this time, when he is a turtle with a shrunken head, is it enough for two handfuls of human words? This kind of thing, others may do it, but he Mu Zifeng will definitely not be able to do it.

"Huh, a foreign boy?" Da Sha circled around Mu Zifeng.

"A pariah who is not even a second pupil, and he dares to shout in front of Uncle Ben!" he stretched out his nose and sniffed Mu Zifeng's body.

"Well, I'm still a chick, I don't have any magic at all, but my blood is strong enough. He commented to himself.

"I haven't eaten the meat of a foreigner for many years, and I just ate you, and I gave Uncle Ben a tooth sacrifice, and Uncle Ben has been a little hungry recently. Hahaha!" said the Great Evil unscrupulously.

He pointed at Murman, "All the magic crystals and this Terran kid stay, you all, get out of here, get as far away as possible!"

"No, I can't. Morman stumbled back with his left hand on his chest, protected Mu Zifeng behind him and said, "Two adults, the magic crystal can be given to you all, but please spare this brother's life." ”

"Spare him? What do you think Uncle Ben has? Anyone can yell at him! Don't be verbose, otherwise, there will be no one left!" A trace of cruelty flashed in Daxi's eyes.

"You ......" Moorman blushed, how dare he not bow his head under the low eaves, he is a single person, and the brothers are all dragged with their families.

"Look for death!" Before Morman could make a decision, Da Xu stretched out a palm and went straight to Moorman's throat, and Morman, who was seriously injured, couldn't mobilize any magic at all, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Wait!" Mu Zifeng stepped forward quickly and pulled Merman behind him.

"Brother Moorman, leave it to me here. He pressed his chest against the dark palm of his hand and protected Moorman behind him.

One-step, two-step, three-step...... He walked calmly towards Dasha, and only Quan Lao knew what Mu Zifeng was tinkering with in his sleeve as he walked.

Looking at Mu Zifeng's calm eyes, for no reason, Da Sha felt a trace of danger, the muscles in his body tensed, and all the magic power poured into the meridians of his limbs and body, ready to give the other party a fatal blow at any time.

"Boss, kill chickens with a knife, hand over this kid to me. More than a dozen feet behind Dasha, Ersha, who had not spoken, walked quickly with a gloomy face.

"Second, be careful, this kid is weird. Dasha unloaded his whole body's strength, his body flashed, and he slowly retreated.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light.