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As one of the only four first-class empires, the young master of the Wusha Kingdom, from a certain point of view, his true strength is not half worse than Huang Puqi or Shi Junfeng, which is why he has the confidence to come to the stage and draw his sword.

The Blood Drinking Mania Knife is about half a human length, and the scabbard that wraps around the blade is completely black, but there is no material to be seen. Wu Daiyan took the treasure knife, and under the attention of countless people in the audience, he was about to let go of his strength to draw the knife, when Lu Xiaofeng's voice came from behind him again.

"Wu Gongzi, I must remind you that you must not use Yuan Force, otherwise even if you have sworn an oath, I will deprive you of the qualification to draw a sword!"

"Good!"

Wu Daiyan shouted, plucked up all his strength, and his two arms suddenly swelled to the limit in full view of everyone, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two big pillars that were thicker than an adult's waist.

Whoa!

The sleeves of his shirt were shattered, revealing knotted muscles, and he felt a sense of power at first sight.

"Damn, didn't you say you can't use Yuan Li? Wu Daiyan, this kid has violated the law!"

"Violating the rules of a fart? People themselves are walking all the way to witch cultivation, this is the real physical skill of witch cultivation, and it belongs to a kind of ** power...... Alright, stop talking, that kid is going to draw a knife!"

On the stage, Wu Daiyan, who had become two big palms of pu fans, grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and put on a domineering posture under his feet, and his moderately thick lips suddenly exerted force, "Open!"

Laugh at!

There was a sound of skin rubbing against the scabbard, although Wu Daiyan's face was flushed, and his forehead burst into green tendons, and at first glance, he even used the strength to feed, but the scabbard did not move at all.

After a few times, Wu Daiyan's two thick arms gradually returned to their original state, and there was a sense of frustration on his face, "I give up!" The words shook his head, and walked towards the stage like a mourner.

"Wu Gongzi don't have to be disappointed, if you can't pull out the treasure sword, it doesn't mean that your strength is not good, you can only say that you have nothing to do with this knife!"

Watching the dejected Wu Daiyan walk off the stage, Lu Xiaofeng comforted him easily, and looked at the audience again, "The witch prince of the Wusha Kingdom has already tried it once, I wonder if anyone else is willing to give it a try?"

"I'll try!"

Another young man came out of the crowd, his eyes were attentive, especially the two flamboyant sword eyebrows, which extended diagonally to both sides, looking like two shrunken peerless swords lying on the eye sockets.

"Guang Tiangang, it is the small knife god Guang Tiangang of the second-class empire Shangmu Country, this person's strength is unfathomable, I don't know if he can pull out the sword from the sheath!"

"Hehe, there is a fart for the strength of the high-profound? Didn't you see that even Wu Daiyan returned with a feather? This doesn't need the assistance of vitality, just with the strength of **, I think Guangtiangang is also in vain!"

"I can't say that, it is said that the little knife god has already comprehended the sixth level of the will of the sword, and he has an understanding of the knife that ordinary people can't reach, and it is difficult to say that he may be able to pull out the treasure sword!"

Watching the sword-eyed man slowly come to the stage, the people below were talking again.

However, what is very disappointing is that even Guan Guangtiangang is favored by many people, and he has the reputation of a knife god, and in the end, he still can't shake the bloody knife.

In this way, after Guangtiangang came to power, there was an endless stream of seven or eight people, and even a few giants on the Megatron side also went up to practice, and the final result was that they all fell into the sand, and no one could pull out the scabbard even a little.

"Hahaha, a bunch of fools, I said, this knife, my master Junfeng will get it, just rely on you waste, do you also want to covet Shi's treasure knife? Hahaha!"

At this time, Shi Junfeng's wild and domineering laughter suddenly rang out.

If he was still a little nervous before, but after seeing a person hanging his head and falling into defeat, he couldn't help but feel extremely good.

Such a scene, the treasure of heaven and earth to find the master, isn't that a bridge tailor-made for the protagonist in countless fantasy novels in the previous life?

And as a member of the traversal crowd, the son of the plane, the protagonist of the protagonist, Shi Junfeng has absolute self-confidence, and this treasure knife is prepared for himself.

"Oh, it seems that Master Gongzi is very confident, why don't you go on stage and give it a try?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and made an inviting gesture to Shi Junfeng.

"Hmph, of course I'm going to give it a try on stage, and at the same time I want to tell you that this knife must be my master's handsome thing, but it's ......"

Shi Junfeng looked at Lu Xiaofeng, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "City Lord Lu, please don't hesitate on whether I can pull out the treasure sword, now I just want to discuss with you, one thing you want Shi to do for you Ye Gucheng......"

Lu Xiaofengdai frowned, and said with some displeasure: "Regarding this, please forgive me for not agreeing, if the master can't agree to the conditions proposed by Ye Gucheng, you won't be qualified to draw a knife!"

"Wait, don't worry, I'm not done yet!"

Shi Junfeng smiled flirtatiously and continued: "I promised you one condition and swore to do one thing for you Ye Gucheng in the future, Shi would naturally agree, but before that, Shi wanted to ask City Lord Lu to promise to do the next thing!"

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised and said, "What does the master want me to promise you?"

Shi Junfeng said: "I have already said before, I am willing to exchange a Tianxiang cardamom for the Lu City Lord to keep it warm overnight, the Lu City Lord did not agree to be there at that time, so I will bring up the old matter now, and if I successfully pull out the treasure sword, I am willing to obey the oath and do one thing for you Ye Gucheng, but at the same time, I hope that the Lu City Lord can agree to accompany me for one night......"

"Presumptuous!"

An elder of Ye Gucheng couldn't help but scold loudly without waiting for Shi Junfeng to finish speaking, but Shi Junfeng was not afraid, but instead choked back in a voice louder than him: "You are presumptuous, I am talking to the city lord of your family, what is the matter with you, an old dog?

"City Lord!"

The old man couldn't stand Shi Junfeng's arrogance, and turned his head to look at Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what she was thinking, her face was red and white for a while, and after a long time, she sank her face and said to Shi Junfeng word by word: "Shi Junfeng, if you can really pull out this knife smoothly, and at the same time swear that you are willing to do one thing for me Ye Gucheng in the future, I can promise you and accompany you for one night!"

"Hahaha, you said it earlier!"

Shi Junfeng laughed wildly, his figure flashed, and he landed on the high platform, without Lu Xiaofeng's reminder, he directly put his palms together on his forehead, "Contemptible Shi Junfeng swears, as long as I can successfully pull out the blood drinking mad knife......"

After making an oath, he winked at Lu Xiaofeng lightly, and then walked towards the blood drinking mad knife with high-spirited steps.

"Want to pull out Lao Tzu's sword?

Offstage, Ling Zhi narrowed his eyes, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, countless people focused their eyes on Shi Junfeng's body, wanting to see if this junior, who was so loud that even the city lord of Ye Gucheng dared to tease, could successfully pull out the treasure sword.

"Bao Dao, Bao Dao, you came from outside the sky, you should know that we may be considered fellow countrymen, ha, our master Junfeng also came from outside the sky, you will follow me in the future, and you will definitely not insult you!"

Shi Junfeng picked up the treasure knife and did not draw it immediately, but said some nonsense that others couldn't understand as if he was talking to an old friend.

Just as he was about to reach out and draw the knife, the blood-drinking knife that was quietly held in the palm of his hand seemed to suddenly come to life, and the scabbard suddenly rose up, detached from his palm, and slammed heavily on the bridge of his nose.

Poof!

A hot nosebleed spurted out, Shi Junfeng's eyes widened angrily, and he looked at the blood-drinking knife as if he was a ghost, "Damn, you...... You...... Look at Lao Tzu and don't waste you......"

As he spoke, he grabbed the scabbard of the Blood Drinking Maniac Knife and pulled it out frantically, but just now he was caught off guard and gave a brittle Blood Drinking Maniac Knife, which seemed to have become a piece of dead iron again, quietly held by him, and quietly endured his strength.

"Open! Dead knife, open it for Lao Tzu!"

Shi Junfeng's eyes were round, and his face was a little hideous and distorted because he was too hard, but it was a pity that the treasure knife didn't move at all, and there was no sign of even half of it being pulled out.

"Huh, master, how is it?

Seeing Shi Junfeng's appearance of struggling to draw his knife, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle, it was this gentle smile, but listening to Shi Junfeng's ears, it was even harsher than the most vicious ridicule.

But the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny, and he, who claims to be destined for heaven, has not been able to pull out the bloody and drinking madness as he wished. Not only did he not pull out the knife, but he was also harshly teased by the treasure knife at the beginning.

"I don't believe it, I can't pull it out!"

Shi Junfeng, who was angry and attacking, didn't care about anything, a vast Yuan Force instantly gathered on his palms, and just as he wanted to draw his sword with brute force, Lu Xiaofeng's cold voice came from behind him, "Master Gongzi, you have violated the law!"

"Childe, come down, you like knives, change Ming'er Rourou Hui clan to get some for you!" In the audience, Wen Rourou, who couldn't bear to see Childe's embarrassment, also persuaded softly.

Shi Junfeng was shocked, and then he reacted, his performance was a little too much, but how could he be willing to admit his failure?

Turning his head, he said fiercely to Lu Xiaofeng: "This broken knife, since I can't pull it out, I don't think anyone in the world can pull it out, don't talk nonsense, just make a price, I said, this knife, my master Junfeng will get it......"

Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded, "It's really a horse who doesn't know how long his face is, what he can't do, he thinks that others can't do it, I've seen shameless people, shameless people like you, it's the first time I've seen them in my life!"

"Who? Who's farting?"

Shi Junfeng was furious, and after seeing Ling Zhi slowly walking out of the crowd, his eyes immediately became cold, "It's you again?"

"Yes, it's me!"

Ling Zhi didn't talk nonsense, and looked directly at Lu Xiaofeng, "City Lord Lu, can I try it?"

Lu Xiaofeng's heart moved, and for some reason, when he heard Ling Zhi's understated tone, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

It seems that this Ling Zhi should be the owner of the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, and the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife has been sealed so far, in order to wait for Ling Zhi's appearance.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lu Xiaofeng gently supported his forehead, and he felt funny.

This Ling Zhi, it is undeniable, is indeed a figure among the young people on the scene, but if he wants to say that he can pull out the knife, he will not believe it anyway.

So he put away his feelings, nodded and said, "Yes, I said, as long as you accept Ye Gucheng's conditions, anyone can step forward and draw a knife!"

"A mere dying person dares to come up and be embarrassed, Ling Zhi, do you think I don't dare to kill you?!" Shi Junfeng put the knife back on the table and looked at Ling Zhidao with cold eyes.

Ling Zhi said coldly: "If you don't rely on women, I will kill you like a chicken!"

"You ......"

"City Lord Lu, I have already made an oath, can I draw my sword now?" Ling Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to Shi Junfeng, and after finishing the oath, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately waved at Shi Junfeng and said, "Master Shi, you should go down!"

"Okay, little brute, I'll see how you draw your sword, but one thing I must warn you is that unless you hide in this auction house forever and don't get out, you will die today!" Shi Junfeng dropped a threatening word and walked straight to the stage.

"Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, finally, do you still want to return it to its original owner?"

Walking to the round table step by step, Ling Zhi gently picked up the treasure knife, as if facing the closest lover, put the scabbard on his cheek and rubbed it gently, and when others were puzzled or impatient to prepare to coax, he saw his lips lightly opened, and a crisp and neat character slowly spit out, "Out of the sheath!"

Boom!

A touch of crimson shines in the void, releasing a thousand feet of red light, instantly making the room full of brilliance and brightening the eyes of countless people!