Chapter 10: The Demon Knife is Exhausted

"Demon Knife - Exhaustion!"

Li Ruofu's voice was not loud, but every word seemed to be engraved in Nian Xingchen's heart.

Isn't there any relationship between the Demon Sword, the Demon Sword, and the Demon?

The uncontrollable curiosity in his heart made the young man can't help but open his mouth, "Does the demon sword have anything to do with the Absolute Dust, why are they linked!"

"If the Absolute Dust is opened with a blood sacrifice sword, then the exhaustion is made of blood to forge the sword! The cultivation world has different opinions on the two, some say that the Absolute Dust and the exhaustion are both from the hands of the ancestors of the Nian family, and some people say that the exhaustion is from the Ethereal Peak, these are not what you need to care about!" Li Ruofu said with a straight face.

"Wait a minute, you and Feng Xiu go to the backyard, he will show you Dongying's swordsmanship for you to see, the purpose of their coming is to let Jiechen and Jiyuan have a competition, and you represent my Tang Kingdom, you must not lose!"

Li Ruofu's eyes were solemn, he would not take it seriously for a small country like Dongying, but the Aohai Sword Sect could not take it lightly.

Coming to me? More directly, to find the sword behind me?

Nian Xingchen frowned, and arched his hand: "Li Xiang rest assured!

Without waiting for Li Xiang to reply, Feng Xiu's eyes lit up, and he picked up Nian Xingchen's back coat and lifted it directly to the door, "Why are you talking so much, isn't it good to start directly?"

Nian Xingchen was pulled up, without a trace of defense, Feng Xiu was not tall, but his strength was not small.

Just as the young man was about to struggle, Li Ruofu also smiled and touched his mustache, "Come to me again at night!"

Lee House, backyard. Li Ruofu is honest and honest on the surface, and the outside of the mansion has not been dotted for a long time, and it is dilapidated, and only those who have really entered the Li Mansion know that the backyard of the Li Mansion is the real Li Mansion.

Feng Xiu has always been like this, since he entered the Li Mansion, he has not seen his true face.

The masked Fengxiu is the one whose strength in the Li Mansion is above Nian Xingchen's.

He let me see Dongying's swordsmanship, what does he have to do with Dongying.

Nian Xingchen peeked at Feng Xiu, who was holding a Tang knife on the other side, his eyes were calm.

"Don't try to guess me, let's let you see the Aohai Sword Intent next!"

"Sword intent?"

Nian Xingchen didn't seem to understand this, is the Aohai Sword Intent a sword technique?

Feng Xiu seemed to see his doubts, and leaned the knife behind him, "Indeed, there are many kendo schools in Dongying, but the Aohai Sword Sect has no swordsmanship!

Nian Xingchen closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, whenever he wanted to pull out the dust, his heart would always tremble.

His pale red eyes began to be replaced by dark red, and he opened them and whistled.

The scabbard behind him trembled, and the buzzing ——! dust came out of the sheath, and it was already in the hands of the young man!

Feng Xiu sneered, put the back of the knife on his forearm, and bent his legs slightly one after the other, "Come on!"

Before Nian Xingchen moved, as soon as the words fell, Feng Xiu had already come to him!

A surging aura rushed directly to the young man's eyes.

Not daring to think about it, Nian Xingchen raised his sword and began to resist, the knife slashed on the sword, and even the magic sword was a famous sword.

Before the inconspicuous knife touched the red sword, the inexplicable air pressure had already hit down, and a crack directly opened under Nian Xingchen's feet!

The swords collided, and Nian Xingchen's intuition was intermittent, but endless!

It's like being caught in a whirlpool, pulling you into the abyss with a force that is always stronger than you.

The young man had already clenched his teeth at this moment, and he used all his hands, but he still couldn't stop the strength of the knife.

His legs bent a little and fell, Nian Xingchen didn't want to, but at this moment he was already half-kneeling on the ground.

Feng Xiu snorted lightly and put away the knife, so that the young man could have a chance to breathe.

Embarrassed, Nian Xingchen half-knelt on the ground, thinking that he could be equal to him, but he didn't expect to kneel here now!

"You don't have to be surprised, my cultivation is above you, defeat is natural!" Feng Xiu stared at Nian Xingchen directly, this person's performance just now really surprised him, the sword intent of the Ao Hai is to kill and injure the enemy with surging qi! Nian Xingchen carried down his own move, which was quite difficult.

"I lost!" Nian Xingchen stood up and lowered his head, his short hair covering his head!

Feng Xiu threw the knife on the ground, still staring at Nian Xingchen silently, and the backyard was quiet for a moment!

"Hahahaha! You're good. Feng Xiu suddenly burst out laughing, but the hoarse laughter was not very good.

"It's good to remember one thing, the sword intent of the Aohai relies on a steady stream of qi and swinging the sword! Although I only had one sword just now, it is a life-fighting technique, and it generally does not have so much power!"

Nian Xingchen raised his head and put the sword into the sheath, "Why can the knife also use the Aohai Sword Intent!"

Feng Xiu turned his head and stepped out of the courtyard, shook his hand, and said loudly: "Why can the sea contain all things instead of just water? Because everything can change! The ancestors called it sword intent, will future generations use it unchanged? The demon sword is the sword intent of the proud sea!"

Nian Xingchen looked at his hands, the knife just now made the skin of his hands break open, stained with a lot of blood, and he lost again!

At night, Li Ruofu sat on a rattan chair with a plate of pastries, lying in the backyard, and Nian Xingchen stood behind him.

"This is the southern pastry sent by Feng Ziqing, can you taste it?"

As soon as the young man heard about eating, he also forgot some etiquette, and without saying a word, he stuffed the pastry into his mouth, which melted in his mouth, and the soft and sweet feeling turned into a drop of water and flowed into his abdomen.

"Poof!" As Delicacy surrounded him, he vomited as if something was stuck in his throat.

"How is it?" Li Ruofu looked at Nian Xingchen and chuckled.

"Why are there seeds in the pastry?" Nian Xingchen grinned, holding his throat.

"Pastries in the South have always been known for their sweetness, and some of the fruit is naturally the raw material? ”

"Me. ”

"Xiao Nian, remember that although this pastry is sweet, it also hides something that can kill you!" Li Ruofu picked up the pastry and took a bite gently, took out the middle fruit seed and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Understood!" Nian Xingchen's face turned red and lowered his head.

"Well, I'm looking for you for some personal matter. ”

"Private matters. ”

"Hmm. Li Ruofu put the pastry in his mouth and chewed it, "The owner of the demon knife is a woman. ”

Nian Xingchen's head was off, and he was puzzled: "So what?"

"You're not young, and you'll be married in a year! What do you think of that girl?

At this moment, the young man's face completely exploded, and even his ears were burned red.

"I, I haven't seen her. ”

"She is the wielder of the demon sword, and her talent must not be bad! And the Dongying people have a humble personality, you should get along. ”

"That, that little man. Nian Xingchen's brain was empty at the moment, squeaking and whining.

"Xiaoman, do you still want to marry her, the Saibei people, the Tang people can't marry the vanquished, and she is only twelve years old, which is too young. Li Ruofu looked at Nian Xingchen playfully, with a smile on his face all the time.

"No, it's not, it's just that after I marry her, what will Xiaoman do?"

"That's your own business, Xiaoman is already your person, we don't have the right to ask, you can keep her!"

Nian Xingchen said in a low voice: "Since Li Xiang said so, then it's all up to you!"

"Hahaha! Okay! That's what you're waiting for! I, Li Ruofu, have taught you, if you can meet your child again, it can be said to be complete, hahaha!"

Li Ruofu lay on the wicker chair with a satisfied face, smiling presumptuously.

Nian Xingchen gradually regained his composure, his fate was no longer up to him!

Those who bear sin can only live for others!