The leader of the data thieves did not answer, he was using the perspective of the data domain to quickly analyze what had just happened.

"I see."

He said to himself.

"You're a swordsman."

Not all monks are very capable of fighting, although there are artificial meridians as an aid, with super fast nerve reaction speed, but many people will not use it for fighting, killing, killing, but going to become programmers and other promising industries, and in the field of fighting, killing, killing, and killing, there is also a vein among monks that is the most tricky - not sword cultivators who are famous but have a very small number of people, but swordsmen.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, but there is also a saying that it is the courage of a hundred soldiers.

Quick knife beheading, even if a reckless man who has not undergone special training, holding a quick knife, can also be happy to revenge, blood spattered five steps, long knife in hand, murderous intent arises, so the swordsman is the heaviest murderous intent among the cultivators, the strongest killing intent of the alien.

Only the swordsman could condense an aura clone that was enough to kill the other three before the sword was caught, and instantly kill the three who were not cultivators.

Simona exhaled softly, and the knife slashed upward, and the data thief didn't force it, letting go of the knife.

"Exactly." The leader of the data thieves said, "We have a knife man too. ”

I saw that the other data thief, who had thought that he had not said a word from beginning to end, revived his coat and pulled out a black knife from under the trench coat with a curved structure.

Seeing that there were dozens of red marks left on the knife, Simona's expression finally became a little more solemn.

The black knife that Li Xingyuan also held could be said to be notorious in the cultivation world.

The black knife is made of the disgusting spirit black stone obtained from the ancient battlefield of those immortal wars after the great rupture, and its extreme power lies in the fact that even if it is held by ordinary people, it is enough to cut off the body protection valve of ordinary qi cultivators, and every time it pierces a body protection valve of different monks, there will be an extra red mark on the black knife.

If they are oppressed by the monks and have no hope, they will often ask for a black knife to break the law, just to kill someone.

And if the person holding the black knife of breaking the law steps into the cultivation world, because of its own averse nature, it will break the practitioner's own body protection qi, from then on, even if the cultivation reaches a higher realm, it will not be able to use the aura to protect the body, and the person holding the black knife can only exchange injuries with people, fight for life, and there is no life, but it is more intimidating than ordinary swordsmen, and it is rare to be able to climb high step by step and cultivate to a high and profound realm.

But if he has cultivated to an extremely high level, then the black sword swordsman is more disgusted and fearful than any monk, and even has a killing power that is higher than that of sword cultivation.

If it was according to Li Xingyuan's plan, he would also become such a black knife swordsman, and for the rest of his life, he would become the natural enemy of the monk.

It's just that Li Xingyuan obtained Zhu Xian, and was planted in his body by the old man in Mai with the method of sacrificing his sword, so he only had the road left to become a sword cultivator, but the data thief in front of him holding a black knife was different, he had officially become a black knife swordsman.

And in the face of a black knife swordsman, Simona didn't dare to take it lightly.

"What kind of skill is it for two people to bully a girl?"

At this time, a voice came from behind Simona, and Li Xingyuan held a long sword that looked very ordinary, and walked slowly towards this place.

"Why are you here?" Simona complained, "How did you become a monk with your talent?" ”

"Really?" Li Xingyuan touched the tip of his nose: "The people I met before praised my talent for being good." ”

"Another ......" the leader of the data thieves sighed, "You gray crows, don't you know how to be beautiful?" ”

"I'll deal with the Black Knife Swordsman." Simona didn't pay attention to him at all, and commanded herself: "You go and drag the other iron arm - although you are lagging behind in cultivation, you have also undergone this transformation, and you should not lose to him." ”

"Nope." Li Xingyuan shook his head: "You come to deal with that guy, and I'll deal with the swordsman - someone is very dissatisfied with a certain statement, so let me teach him a lesson." ”

Simona glanced at Li Xingyuan strangely, and then nodded briskly.

"Okay - anyway, in the data world, you don't have a valve for him to pierce, you just need to save your life."

"You really don't take us seriously at all."

The leader exclaimed, "It's like we're already meat on the chopping block, it's ......"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his arm, and from his palm, an arc of electricity burst out - palm thunder, a secret weapon for energy supply by converting perpetual capacitors through the aura embedded in his arm - the arc was accompanied by a huge tearing sound, as if tearing a silk cloth, and stabbed at Simona fiercely.

Simona jumped back, dancing like lightning on the lightning, gritted her teeth, grinned, and swung her long knife at the leader.

And Li Xingyuan got his wish and faced the silent black knife swordsman, and the other party raised his long knife horizontally, put it on the forearm of his left hand, and then made an attack gesture.

This was the first time that Li Xingyuan had fought with a monk in the state of a monk, and at the moment when the black knife swordsman moved, the speed that could not be captured with ordinary nerves at all began to slow down.

Li Xingyuan's artificial meridians were beating, their reaction speed was like lightning, and in comparison, the original nerves were as slow as rust, Li Xingyuan raised his sword-holding hand, and then blocked in front of the black knife swordsman with great accuracy.

The other party was stunned, obviously not expecting that a person in the valley stage would be able to block his sword, and after that, his whole body jumped up like some kind of black bird through the faint fulcrum that intersected with Li Xingyuan's blade, and then swooped down like a bird of prey-

"Not bad."

Li Xingyuan showed enough ease, although what he held in his hand was not Zhu Xian, but a piece of Anasta Museum of Mortal Iron that the navigator took for him at will, but he was still able to resist the attack of the Black Knife Swordsman, and he calmly resisted the attack of the Black Knife Swordsman in the air.

Although the whole process seemed slow in Li Xingyuan's eyes, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was that as soon as the two came into contact at the beginning of the year, they immediately launched a storm-like confrontation, the black knife swordsman rolled up a black rainstorm in the air like a fierce falcon, and Li Xingyuan was on the ground, but he was as immobile as a rock facing the rainstorm, and for a while, he could only hear the sound of the collision of swords in Dangdang.