Throw everything in, and there will be no second sword.

Under such a terrifying knife posture, Zhang Xianhu just grinned, and a layer of blood-red light exploded directly on the surface of his body, and the next moment, the muscles of the whole person swelled up wildly.

Although Zhang Xianhu's previous body shape can be called burly, it definitely does not make people feel uncomfortable, at best, it looks like a humanoid violent bear, close to one meter nine in height, and his body is full of knotted muscles.

But at this moment, Zhang Xianhu, after the muscles on his body swelled rapidly, his height was infinitely close to three meters, and he was full of muscles, which can be described as explosive.

is also a strong man who has practiced kung fu to an extremely high level, Li Yunmu can conclude that even if Zhang Xianhu's state at the moment does not have any power blessing, one punch will definitely not be less than the power of a thousand bulls!

"This is, the heritage of the Han people?"

Li Yunmu's slender sword eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at Zhang Xianhu's back, feeling a little stunned.

Now this state should be Zhang Xianhu's normal state, because his terrifying energy fluctuations are perfectly distributed in every part of his body at the moment, if he doesn't mobilize himself, it is estimated that it will not be worse than the leakless body of the Battle Saint powerhouse!

The previous Zhang Xianhu definitely performed some secret technique to compress his body to one meter nine, which would give people a feeling that the energy in this person was so strong that he couldn't be restrained!

Such a terrifying powerhouse is actually an unknown person?

Followers exist in any world, and human beings are inherently inferior, and the weak will generally instinctively obey the strong.

But whether it was the last time he came to greet Li Yunmu or participated in this war, Zhang Xianhu has always been a person, as if he has no power background and followers!

If there are a large number of Han people, and all of them are such powerful existences, I am afraid that this branch of the human race that exists in a certain earth projection plane will definitely not be worse than the big clan in the main world!

Zhang Xianhu, who had completely revealed his fierce posture, suddenly waved his hands heavily, and a layer of blood-red energy was like a tide, directly facing Dao Gang who had stretched for eight hundred miles at the moment!

The sword gang and the blood-colored energy collided, and in an instant, they were separated with a touch.

The blood-red energy didn't take a breath under the knife gang for a long time, and it was directly completely torn into nothingness by the knife gang.

Zhang Xianhu was not surprised, and exclaimed: "I'll just say, with my current cultivation, I can suppress me for so long with just one knife, and it's really it!"

In Zhang Xianhu's eyes, Daozun's knife gang seemed to be like a small wooden knife wielded by a child, without any lethality at all, and the current situation was completely attributed to Daozun's knife!

"Uhhh

An incomparably cold knife suddenly crossed Zhang Xianhu's cheek.

A slender line of blood slowly emerged from Zhang Xianhu's right cheek, and immediately, Zhang Xianhu no longer looked at the continuous vertical and horizontal knife gang, but turned around expressionlessly.

"I want the knife. Zhang Xianhu looked directly at Li Yunmu and put forward his own requirements.

Behind Zhang Xianhu, Li Yunmu's slashed sword collided with Daozun's Dao Gang, directly turning into a huge whirlpool, and began to frantically strangle Daozun's Dao Gang.

The ashen Dao Zun seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and only after a long time did he raise his head and fix his gaze on the sword that was constantly strangling him.

His chapped lips squirmed slightly, and Dao Zun smiled bitterly, "This is the power of the gods?"

He could detect that Li Yunmu's cultivation was higher than him at the moment, but in the fifty-fifth earth projection plane, there had never been an existence above the Battle Saint level, so there was no reference comparison, and Dao Zun didn't know how much Li Yunmu's cultivation surpassed him at this moment!

Almost all the attention of everyone present was focused on the swords and swords that were constantly strangling each other, and some of the more active powerhouses directly focused their attention on Li Yunmu and Zhang Xianhu.

They were very curious, Zhang Xianhu, who had nothing to do with this matter, fell into the battle in order to support Li Yunmu, and was even almost directly strangled by Daozun's means, so at this moment, Zhang Xianhu put forward his own request, how would Li Yunmu face Zhang Xianhu?

If Li Yunmu's major weapon was something else, maybe they wouldn't have expected it like this, but Li Yunmu's main weapon is still a knife, and many combat skills are also related to knives!

A treasure like a black knife, will Li Yunmu give up?

The wound on Zhang Xianhu's face began to heal, and at the same time he said in a deep voice: "That knife, I want it." ”

Li Yunmu shook his head lightly and responded, "I can promise you other things, but I also have a reason why I have to get my hands on this black knife." ”

“！！！”

“！！！”

......

Li Yunmu's answer almost surprised many people, and even some couldn't believe it.

For a strong man who is desperate to help you, is it too much to ask for a trophy that you may not be able to use?

"Huh. ”

Zhang Xianhu's eyes wandered on Li Yunmu's body, and after half a sound, he said with a gloomy face: "What if I also have a reason to get that knife?"

"Fight!"

Li Yunmu's loud voice sounded immediately, and there was no intention of hesitation at all.

This time, it was not only those who were attracted to the battle, but even the trembling Blood Clan War Angels, the Weaver Girl War Saint, and the Dark Silent War Saint all stopped in unison.

"Your Excellency Li Yunmu, our blood clan ......"

Dennis frowned slightly, wanting to put forward his own demands, lest he would make a real fire for a while, but he faced the same dilemma - Li Yunmu refused to let them take the corpse here!

Li Yunmu nodded lightly, raised his hand to interrupt Dennis's words, and said in a deep voice: "I only need the black knife of Daozun, and other things, you can distribute them at will, and I still owe you a favor for this matter." ”

One after another, with Li Yunmu's words, the scorching gaze was once again fixed on the sword venerable who was still gradually dissipating his vitality even if the sword momentum was broken.

They were all thinking about what kind of treasure the black knife that Li Yunmu and Zhang Xianhu looked at the same time.

Two beings who are above the transcendent powerhouse can even tear their faces for a knife, what kind of secret does that black knife have?

For this problem, even Dao Zun, who has mastered the black knife for many years, doesn't know, he just has this black knife, and he knows how to use it simply, he doesn't know anything about the secret of the black knife!