For the first time, he realized how much influence weapons have on a martial artist, and if the king didn't give him a more powerful pig-killing knife today, he wouldn't be sure to fight with the other party.

Ye Qingtian was very satisfied with Zhang Mu's jealousy, this was what he specially asked his mother to ask the family elders for, he said proudly: "Evil seed, you probably haven't seen the spirit sword, maybe I have to thank you, if you didn't make my mother make up my mind, it would be difficult for me to get him so early." ”

"The sword is very good, do you want to bet on it, lose the sword to me! Win and give you your life. Zhang Mu looked at the Spirit Sword Dao.

"You deserve the Spirit Sword?" Ye Qingtian sneered mercilessly, and he didn't know whether he didn't want to give Zhang Mu a chance, or if he really looked down on it, he clenched the hilt of his sword: "I'll let you taste the power of this diseased golden scale sword today." ”

After speaking, the tip of his sword flickered, and the stone slab on the ground was cut off a layer, and the long sword made a clanging sound, turning into a sword in his hand to attack Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu, whose eyes had been staring at Ye Qingtian's movements, directly turned sideways to avoid the other party's head-on stab, and at the same time, his arm went up, and a pig-killing knife had already appeared in his hand, and when it hit the sword, it shook it away.

He subconsciously glanced at the back of the pig-killing knife, just now, for the sake of conservatism, he touched the opponent's golden scale sword with the thickest back of the knife, just for fear that he would be cut out of the gap.

Under his observation, the back of the oily black and shiny knife was not sharp, and he breathed a sigh of relief, although his pig-killing knife was not as gorgeous and powerful as the spirit sword on the other side, it seemed to be quite strong.

When the people who followed them saw him take out a pig-killing knife, their jaws were about to drop, and even the short-haired woman in charge of the referee was stunned for a moment.

There are many people who use knives, but there are basically no people who use pig-killing knives, after all, this knife is not very popular with both its name and appearance.

She glanced at Zhang Mu more, but it was only a glance, an outer disciple, she didn't have much interest.

Zhang Mu looked at the knife in a blink of an eye, and Ye Qingtian Sword Peak killed back again as soon as he turned around, and as the tip of the sword moved, the sword light suddenly fell from the sky.

Starlight Swordsmanship!

Ye Qingtian snorted, this is the top swordsmanship he has cultivated, the sword is like starlight, fast and sharp, and it can attack in a large area.

Zhang Mu didn't know if the pig-killing knife could block the opponent's sword, so he didn't rush to collide head-on, but he tried to avoid it with a strange step.

This is a swimming step that he has just cultivated, and he is best at swimming in short distances, and he has mastered it very well in a short time, which is enough to dodge most of the sword light at this time.

The rest of the part he had to resist with a pig-killing knife, and it was impossible to use his flesh palm to make a clanging sound and collide with a little spark.

Zhang Mu kept retreating, his eyes flickering, thinking about how to deal with this guy when his weapons were weak.

Glancing at the pig killing knife again, except for the shallow traces, there were not too many disadvantages, his face was happy, even if this knife was still not as good as the other party's spirit sword, but it would not be cut off by the sword.

In other words, he can fight Ye Qingyun head-on with a pig-killing knife, and the weapon will not drag him down for the time being.

Several sword lights flashed again, Zhang Mu was no longer worried, and the ruler-long pig-killing knife flew in his hand, all of them caught the sword light, and stabilized their figures.

Ye Qingtian found that he couldn't break Zhang Mu's sword, even if the opponent's knife was much shorter than his, it was still difficult to break through the sword momentum and hurt the other party.

And the other party's knife is also very strange, obviously not a spirit soldier, but it is extremely strong, and it can actually block his sword, making him want to use a sharp sword to directly cut off the Zhang Mu knife.

"What kind of knife technique are you?" Ye Qingtian couldn't help but say.

"Pig killing knife method." Zhang Mu still said this word, this knife technique was indeed practiced by him when he combined the basic knife technique when he killed pigs and dissolved meat.

This sword technique is not very powerful, but it is very subtle, it can be changed between millimeters, and the sword qi is also flexible and changeable, so even if Ye Qingtian's sword technique is exquisite, there is no way to take him.

On the contrary, in the fight, he had already seen Ye Qingtian's flaws, just like when he found the shortcomings of pork when he untied the pig, he untied it with one knife and did not waste any extra strength.

Zhang Mu took the initiative to attack, wandering around Ye Qingtian's body, and the pig-killing knife flipped up and down, weird and changeable.

Ye Qingtian held a better weapon and a longer sword, but he couldn't stop the edge of the pig-killing knife, and soon a blood line appeared on his arm, and the tendons were cut by Zhang Mu, and his strength could not be used, and even the power of the sword move was reduced by half.

This is just the beginning, Zhang Mu's pig-killing knife did not stop, and quickly swam around Ye Qingtian, just like looking at a fat pig waiting for dissection, the pig-killing knife entered along the gap.

Ye Qingtian's ribs were cut, and he suddenly couldn't breathe, his movement speed decreased again, and then his back hurt again, and he felt that half of his body began to go numb.

"Why can't I stop it!"

Angrily swinging his sword in a circle, forcing Zhang Mu to retreat for a while, he gasped and stared at Zhang Mu in disbelief.

"You're defeated!"

Although the results have not yet come out, Zhang Mu said confidently that he had injured Ye Qingtian in three places, two vital points, and one wrist also greatly affected the use of the sword, and again, Ye Qingtian would lie on the ground like a dead pig.

This is his self-confidence, the experience he has gained from solving thousands of pigs, even if it is put on people, there are only some slight changes, and the result will not change.

Ye Qingyun didn't want to believe that he was defeated like this, he roared angrily, and continued to agitate his true qi, the spirit sword shone brightly, and he wanted to win the curtain with the sharpness of the sword.

"A foreign object is a foreign object after all, even if it is a weapon."

Zhang Mu said lightly, stepping out, not forward, but stepping at a special angle, quickly swimming to Ye Qingtian's side, avoiding most of the edge of the opponent's golden scale sword, connecting the spirit sword with the back of the knife, and relying on the power of the shock, directly turned behind him.

The pig-killing knife slashed diagonally, slicing through its waist with a pop, this is the waist, which belongs to an important place, and blood spurts out at once.

"I'm sorry, we butchers kill pigs, and we generally like to take the kidneys and stir-fry them first, so I can't help but cut your kidneys."

Zhang Mu pretended to be sorry, but he didn't apologize at all, and what he said made Ye Qingtian feel cold, even the people watching it felt terrible.

They showed jealousy, this person was too familiar with the body, not only familiar, but also could cut it with his hands, and it really looked like he was solving a pig.

The referee woman was surprised, she could see that Zhang Mu's knife technique was very powerful, and she couldn't help muttering: "Is there so much benefit to killing pigs?" Practice this kind of murderous skill. ”

Zhang Mu looked at Ye Qingtian, who was bleeding nonstop, and did not stop, and took another step, and with a turn of the blade, the tendons of the other hand were also cut off.

Ye Qingyun wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge, he only felt that the pain kept coming from his body, which was not too obvious, but every place made him hurt for minutes, and when the curtain stopped, he wanted to retreat, but his whole body was weak and he fell to the ground.