In the whole world, when it comes to the leader of the sword, Shenfeng is the first, except for the [White-clothed Sword Immortal], one of the eight demon immortals in the world, he will never think second.

But if you talk about the transcendent sword skills, the [Butcher], one of the seven unique Xuantian Masters, is the pinnacle of this way, and there is no one in the world who can win.

"Butcher ......," Li Mo muttered softly.

The Xuantian Seven Absolute and the Eight Great Demon Immortals are already standing at the peak of cultivation, and they are the pinnacle of the Dao in the human world, even if they are masters of the Spiritual Consciousness Realm, they are just ants in front of this kind of existence, and they will be destroyed when they blow.

It's a pity that such a strong person, like a fairy god, is high above, ethereal and without a trace, and there is no red dust.

With the opportunities and luck of Li Mo's eighteen years of life, he has only seen [Beisha Xuanzhuang], and it is still a glimpse, which contains life and death.

As for the white-clothed sword immortals, butchers, and these world-famous masters, Li Mo can only watch one or two from the rumors in the market, and he doesn't know if there is such an immortal fate in this life and this life to see the true face of Lushan.

"I didn't expect that the butcher, one of the legendary [Xuantian Seven Uniques], was actually the president of the [Sword God Society]......" Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In this way, Shen Nanqing, the owner of this courtyard, should have seen the butcher, after all, she was not only a disciple of the [Martial Sect], but also a member of the [Sword God Society].

"It's just a name, so existing, it's hard to see the head of the dragon and the end...... Do you think it was the pig killer in the vegetable market? Which is so easy to see? Ji Shi chuckled.

If this Shen Nanqing has seen a butcher, it is really a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation, and the creation of peanut oil in the ancestral grave.

"Jiang Chen......" Li Mo thought thoughtfully, but another figure appeared in his mind.

"He's an exception...... As soon as he entered the capital, he was summoned by [Wuzong]......"

As he spoke, Ji Shi patted Li Mo on the shoulder and comforted: "Brother, I want to open up, after all, not everyone has the support of a master of the level of Xuantian Seven Absolute and Eight Demon Immortals behind him." ”

"That's right." Li Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At least this kind of creation can't fall on his head, and since that's the case, it's better not to think about it.

"This knife is peculiar......"

At this moment, Ji Shi walked to a treasure platform and looked at Heng Chen's short knife, the blade of which was no more than seven inches, which was not as long as Li Mo's previous spiritual root.

The blade was rusty and glowed with a faint green glow, and it looked as if it had been picked up from a pile of rubble.

"Blade ......"

Ji Shi looked at the introduction on the jade plate next to him, and couldn't help but show surprise.

"It's actually produced by [Spirit Blade Knife Workshop]!?"

The Spirit Blade Knife Workshop is the largest knife workshop in the capital and one of the five major knife shops in the world, with a history of more than 900 years.

The blade must be a high-quality product.

Whether it is quality, reputation, or history, the knives forged by the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop are impeccable, and because of this, the upper class plays knives, except for the ancient masters and inherited famous knives, almost only recognize the Spirit Blade.

"How did the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop practice such a broken knife?"

"You don't know this, this is a knife that specializes in killing people......"

Li Mo whispered softly, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

A knife of tetanus, send you to see your ancestors.

This technique of [rust and injury] is not ordinary.

Li Mo had heard Hua Qiuzui introduce that it was an extremely advanced technique to attach rust that could damage [Inner Breath] to the blade.

Some of the [rust] techniques mastered by some blacksmiths can even damage the spiritual breath, as long as they see blood, they will die.

Hua Qiuzui said that in the territory of Daqian, there are only five major sword lines that have mastered the perfect [rust covering and injury] technique, among which the [Spirit Blade Knife Skill] is the most ruthless, and in the long history of more than 900 years, they have studied and mastered more than 3,000 kinds of [rust traces].

For example, the [Rust] made by mixing the rust of the broken spirit and the golden juice of the demon is known as "a knife that cuts the little finger, and the king of Hades shakes his head when he sees it".

"The value of this [Wounded Blade]...... 160,000 taels? Li Mo's eyes widened, and he was startled by this string of numbers.

160,000 taels is enough to buy a small courtyard in the capital.

You must know that in the outer city of the capital, the smallest courtyard is only 30,000 taels of silver, and if it was in the previous life, it would be a mansion of about 15 million.

"The knives produced by Spirit Blade are expensive...... There are a lot of brands in it...... valuable," Ji Shi chuckled.

When he was one year old, the old man of their family also gave him a knife with a spirit blade, and he was in the capital all the year round, so he naturally knew how expensive the knife of the spirit blade was.

In the capital, there is a saying that playing with a knife is poor for three generations, and the spirit blade will ruin a lifetime.

"You see, this scabbard is also produced by the [Spirit Blade Knife Workshop], with scaly skin, gilt silver beads, and resentful gold wire...... They are all top-quality materials, and the price is 30,000 taels ......."

Ji Shi pointed to the silver-gray scabbard next to him.

This set of scabbards is also made of spirit blades, and it took three hundred hours to forge them in just one working hour.

"Thirty thousand taels...... It's outrageous......"

Li Mo couldn't help but look at the [Black Sky Sheath] he used for his [Black Dome Knife].

This set of scabbards is also of extraordinary origin, it is a gift from Hua Qiudrunk, and it is rumored to be made of the skin of the great demon Heitian.

"It should be worth more than that, right!?" Li Mo muttered softly.

Hua Qiu drunk said that for those who use knives, the scabbard is equally important.

Knives and scabbards, just like men and women, must find the right size to be comfortable.

"Size is one thing, but also depends on whether the scabbard can withstand it, every time the impact of the knife is closed, over time, the scabbard may be broken, if it can't last, the size is not suitable."

Master Ji spoke, obviously he had a deep understanding of this kind of thing.

"Huh!?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, but his expression became strange.

"Are you talking about knives?"

"Why not!?" Ji Shi asked rhetorically.

"Ahhh......h

At this moment, a scream came, attracting Li Mo's gaze.

I saw a group of young girls, like warblers and swallow dancers, gathered in front of a crystal platform, with a knife handle lying horizontally, but no blade in sight.

"What is this?"

"That's also the KitKat of the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop, as long as you press the bracket on the handle, the blade will automatically pop out, and if you press it again, it will retract into ......"

"The faster you press, the faster you can stretch and contract...... Therefore, this kind of knife is extremely popular among the women of the capital......"

Ji Shi introduced, but the more Li Mo listened, the more stunned he became.

"This kind of knife ranks among the top three in the sales list of the Spirit Blade Knife Workshop all year round......"

"It is said that this blade technique was passed down to the ancestors of the Spirit Blade Workshop by His Majesty the Divine Sect, and it is also one of the top secrets of the Spirit Blade Workshop...... His Majesty the Divine Sect also gave this knife a particularly nice name......"

"What's it called?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Play the yellow knife!"

"What!?"

Li Mo was stunned, and he didn't react for a while.

"Miss Shen is out."

At this moment, an exclamation pulled everyone's attention away.

Li Mo looked up and saw a woman coming, holding a short knife in her hand, hidden in a silver leather sheath, with a restrained edge, without a trace.

However, the moment the woman appeared, the knives in the entire courtyard involuntarily murmured, whether it was the treasure knife on display or the saber of the participants, it seemed to be sensed, and a giant crocodile stepped into the abyss, trembling and shuddering.

"That knife ......"

Li Mo's eyes were slightly dull and thoughtful, although he had not yet seen the knife unsheathed.

However, he could almost conclude that the sword must be a first-grade rune weapon, almost among the pinnacle of rune weapons.

The moment the woman came with a knife, all the knives trembled, as if afraid, as if retreating, as if dodging......

This is a kind of vision caused by the spirit and energy being incarnated into the knife, and the sword qi is intertwined and senses each other.

Only the Black Dome Knife behind Li Mo trembled slightly, revealing an almost pathological excitement.

"You're one level lower than others......" Li Mo shook his head and calmed down.

"Is that Shen Nanqing?"

Li Mo stood in the distance, staring intently.

"Next to her is the daughter of the Righteous Book Company, Mo Jinshu, the ...... you have seen in the Sword Monarch's Mansion," Ji Shi said.

As soon as Shen Nan Qingfang appeared, the night breeze blew, and her hair fell, adding a third of charm to her beautiful face, her eyes were slightly condensed, although with a smile, it was like a knife sweeping across the courtyard and sweeping everyone's faces.

"This woman is really not simple......" Li Mo lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

"How?"

"She's sharpening her knives,......," Li Mo said in a deep voice.

"Sharpen your knives!?" Ji Shi was puzzled.

"This courtyard is her scabbard, she is the knife, the moment it just appeared, the edge was revealed, the knives trembled, this glance is to see, who resisted her edge......"

"Use this as a stone to sharpen your edge!"

In Li Mo's eyes, Shen Nanqing and Hua Qiudrunk walked the same path, using themselves as knives.

However, Shen Nanqing in front of him was much more powerful than Hua Qiu's drunkenness that day.

"Thank you for your appreciation today, coming to the small courtyard, and the ...... is shining"

Shen Nanqing whispered, and the whole courtyard quieted down, and she instantly became the focus, shining brightly, comparing those world-famous knives.

"Miss Shen is polite......" someone echoed.

"Today's event, with the help of a knife to meet friends, and the full support of the Righteous Book Company...... Nanqing naturally wants everyone to be satisfied......"

At this moment, Shen Nanqing suddenly raised his hand.

The next moment, two shirtless wrestlers stepped forward carrying an elevated platform, covered with a layer of black leather canvas, and it was impossible to see what was hidden inside.

"Miss Shen, could it be that there is a surprise tonight?"

Suddenly, in the courtyard, a whisper rang out, and everyone turned their heads to each other, thinking about what kind of surprise was hidden under the black cloth, and it was so mysterious.

Shen Nanqing didn't speak, just looked at Mo Jinshu beside him and smiled.

"What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Master Ji's expression was different, and he saw that Li Mo next to him looked a little unnatural.

"There's ...... hidden in there"

Li Mo's eyes condensed, and he only felt that a vague aura was ticking the spiritual seedlings in his dantian.

Thundered......

Two shirtless wrestlers lowered the elevated frame and respectfully retreated.

"Miss Shen, what is this? Don't sell it......" someone shouted.

Suddenly, there was a commotion of noise, and it seemed that they couldn't wait to see this unexpected joy.

"It is a friend with a sword...... Naturally, I have prepared a famous knife for everyone......"

As he spoke, Shen Nanqing walked to the elevated platform covered by black cloth, his cold gaze was meaningful, and the knife in his hand unconsciously tightened.

"Nanqing, just say it......"

Mo Jinshu looked at the atmosphere that was gradually getting hot, couldn't help but smile shallowly, and urged directly.

"Have you heard ......?"

"Night Cry!?" The corners of Shen Nanqing's lips opened slightly, and he spit out a name.

The simple two words echoed in the quiet courtyard, some people looked blank, looking left and right, and some people changed their expressions suddenly, revealing a solemn expression.

"Devil's Knife Night Cry!?"

"This knife once seriously injured the Black Sword...... Took away his heart and blood, and almost killed him......"

"This is the Ominous Blade, and it's still in the world!?"

At this moment, a burst of shouts rang out, and everyone's gaze on the elevated road changed instantly.

He once frightened the black sword with his edge, and screamed at night and screamed ghosts and gods.

The magic knife cries at night, and it was also famous.

Three hundred years ago, the young black sword walked into the capital alone and worshiped the Xuantian Pavilion.

At that time, he was so sharp that he overwhelmed the pride of his peers, and even the five major mountain gates were all bowed by him.

So arrogant, so arrogant, so high-profile...... Naturally, it will attract criticism and lead to killing.

The Magic Knife Night Cry came into being in this context.

It is rumored that it is forged from the [Black Styx Mountain] in the five major mountain gates, drawing the hearts of demons, gathering resentful thoughts, melting Xuanyin and evil qi, and mining the demon ore outside the sky.

As soon as this knife is completed, the demons are frightened, and Xuan Xiu retreats.

Back then, among the five mountain gates, a young man Tianjiao used this sword to sneak attack the black sword, severely injuring it and devouring the latter's heart and blood.

This was a catastrophe in Black Sword's life, and it almost cost him his life.

The black sword was born against death, and fled far away, and the Tianjiao held the night cry until Luofu, and used the knife to town the mountain gate, killing the blood like a river.

Later, the black sword broke through, the capital of the dragon, the nine lives of Xuanfa, pressed the five corpses of that Tianjiao separated, and the head hung high in the gate of Luofu Mountain.

Since then, the Night Cry of the Magic Knife has disappeared and never appeared in the world again.

"Unexpectedly, this knife actually reappeared in the world and fell into the hands of Miss Shen."

"Night Cry Demon Knife...... This knife has once drunk the essence blood of the black sword......"

"I didn't expect to see the magic knife of the past tonight."

One after another exclamations sounded, and Shen Nanqing's simple words pushed the atmosphere of tonight to a climax.

"Tonight, I'm going to pick a new master for the Night Cry."

Shen Nanqing's control of the atmosphere has reached the point of perfection, and as soon as the words fell, the shouts in the courtyard rose again.

Her jade hand was raised slightly, the black cloth flew over, and on the crystal elevated, a dark red long knife suddenly appeared, and the blade was hidden, like a dark night sky, blood and light must be seen, and there was a wide range of killings.

Looking at the knife, everyone felt their eyes sting, as if their eyes had been cut off by it.

"Magic Knife!"

Airplanes......

At this moment, Li Mo's body moved suddenly, and the demon knife behind him couldn't stop trembling, and the knife was difficult to edge, as if it wanted to compete with the sky.