The magic knife cries at night, and just when the edge is first revealed, it has the power of shock.

The blade is desperate to produce a streamer, and the ghosts and gods are frightened into impermanence.

On the crystal platform, the dark red long knife shook softly, the terrifying aura was almost uncontrollable, and the night wind rolled up, like a madness, so that everyone dared not look directly.

At this moment, even the [Black Dome Knife] behind Li Mo trembled slightly, and it was difficult to control himself. (The name of the knife in the previous chapter is wrong and has been changed)

You must know that Li Mo's [Black Dome Knife] is a second-grade rune weapon, with an extraordinary origin, it was originally the magic knife of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and it was later recast, called Chiyan.

In Longyuan Mansion, this knife devoured the dragon demon bones, and the soldiers were retrained and turned into a demon knife, called the red dragon.

In Wangxuan City, Li Mo suppressed Lin Ming of Sun Moon Mountain, and devoured the two great treasures of [Eight Treasure Moon Cicada] and [Nine Separation Fire Essence] with his sword.

The red dragon won the Sun and Moon Pill, and the Xuan Ming returned to the Yuan into the extraordinary.

At this point, Li Mo's sword was finally promoted to the rank of second-grade rune weapons, called the Black Dome.

On that day, when he spent the Nine Lives Tribulation, this demon sword was even ignited by the magic sword left by the black sword, absorbing the essence and giving birth to the mystery.

The demon dragon is the law, the sun and the moon are shining, the mystery is lit, and the black dome is turned into a blade.

Now, the [Black Dome Knife] in Li Mo's hand is extraordinary.

Even so, at the moment when the [Night Crying Knife] appeared, Li Mo's knife actually reacted, and it was almost impossible to suppress it.

"This is the enemy!?"

Li Mo's face was slightly gloomy, and he felt the hidden hostility of the [Black Dome Knife].

The magic knife cries at night, and once seriously injured the black sword, absorbing the essence and blood of its heart.

Li Mo practiced the Nine Lives Method, which can be described as the same origin and different streams, under his day and night tempering, the Black Dome Knife gradually assimilated, and at this time, it was like a great enemy.

Thundered......

At this moment, the [Night Crying Knife] sealed in the crystal platform actually shook violently, and the dark red sword qi swept through the frenzy, surging like a tide of rage......

Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the crystal platform.

Suddenly, that cold breath came out of the crack, fierce and domineering, suffocating.

"It's really a magic knife, controlled by no owner, and it actually has such a terrible sense of oppression!?"

A young man screamed, he was closest to the crystal platform, that kind of extreme oppression was like a river and sea bursting an embankment, rolling in, the knife in his hand actually let out a low groan, and cracks appeared, as if he couldn't bear such a ferocity at all.

"Huh!?"

Shen Nanqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, revealing a strange expression, and the night crying knife was sealed in the crystal platform, and he had never woken up.

She didn't know why tonight was so abnormal, the first appearance of the magic elephant, and it was about to break the seal.

Airplanes......

Shen Nanqing stepped out, but he raised the short knife in his hand, although it was not unsheathed, the knife was floating and floating, like a green shirt stretching, crisscrossing thousands of miles, pressing the rivers and seas, and the town was peaceful in Sanchuan.

"Floating Mountain Knife...... That's a first-grade rune weapon, the Fushan Knife......"

Someone whispered and recognized Shen Nanqing's saber.

Rune weapons are rare when they reach the third grade.

The first rank is the pinnacle of rune weapons, and ordinary spiritual breath realms may not be able to possess them.

Shen Nanqing's [Fushan Knife] is quite prestigious, and the reason why she was able to obtain this knife was because of her status as a member of the [Sword God Society] in addition to the relationship with Martial Arts Mountain.

With a sword house of this scale, she was rewarded by the [Sword God Society......

That's this floating mountain knife.

Buzz Buzz......

The night cry sealed in the crystal platform, under the suppression of the floating mountain knife, gradually converged, but the ferocity was still endless, the knife trembled, and the tiger was eyeing.

"It's really amazing, legend has it that when this magic knife was born, it was among the best."

"Nonsense, at that time, the black sword was young, and he was overwhelmed by the five major mountain gates...... With such qualifications, if it weren't for the magic knife, how could he be seriously injured? ”

"This knife was robbed once, and three hundred years have passed, but I am afraid that it will no longer be the same again."

"Even so, it's much stronger than most second-grade rune weapons."

In the quiet courtyard, there was a lot of discussion.

Everyone's faces were filled with eagerness and greed, and who wouldn't want to take this mighty magic knife for themselves?

You must know that this knife has drunk the blood of the black sword, and it is of great significance and kills immeasurably.

However, in this small courtyard, how many people can really control it?

Sealed in the dust for three hundred years, even if the edge is restricted, this magic knife still has crazy bones.

"This knife is destined for me, and it should be in my hands."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly arose in the quiet courtyard.

The commotion suddenly broke out, and everyone followed the prestige, and in the crowd, a lonely and arrogant figure slowly walked out, black hair like a waterfall, and cold eyes hidden in the cold eyes like a night dome.

"The night is extraordinary!?"

In the corner, Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

He never imagined that he would see Ye Bufan here again.

On the same day, when he first arrived in Wangxuan City, he triggered the Nine Lives Tribulation, and the first person to be left behind was this person.

Ye Bufan's spiritual sense was almost difficult to possess by him, and since then he has not been able to retreat, and the disciples of the Black Styx Mountain have been suppressed for a long time, and they are often teased by the other four major mountain gates.

It wasn't until Yue Xiaoxiang of Yaoshen Mountain and Lin Ming of Sun Moon Mountain also retreated one after another, that those ridicules gradually subsided.

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"Descendants of the Black Stygian Mountain......"

Shen Nanqing's expression was normal, and he seemed to have expected the appearance of Ye Bufan.

In fact, the Demon Knife Night Cry was originally forged by the Black Styx Mountain, and the five major mountain gates attacked and killed the Black Sword back then.

This collection is the most precious piece of the Qing Dao House in Shennan.

Black Styx Mountain came forward, paid enough price, and finally said that Shen Nanqing was moved, giving Ye Bufan such an opportunity.

Tonight's battle is a gimmick, a gimmick planned by the Justice Bookstore, and those who can really have a chance to test the knife are only Ye Bufan.

"The main drama is coming."

Mo Jinyan was silent and stood quietly beside him.

This daughter of the Justice Book Company, although she is bookish, but at this moment, her calm eyes can hardly hide the excitement of expectation.

"Senior Sister Shen......"

Ye Bufan stepped forward and saluted.

The five major mountain gates are connected with the same qi, not to mention that now the two of them are both disciples of the Xuantian Pavilion, so they are naturally commensurate with the same sect.

"Remember, you only have one chance." Shen Nan Qing Dao.

According to the agreement, if Ye Bufan can't control the night cry, this magic knife still belongs to her, and there is no loss.

"That's enough."

Ye Bufan turned around, his arm flicked like a spear, and his five fingers were intertwined, and he directly shattered the crystal platform, and his big hand directly grabbed the magic knife Night Cry.

"He did it directly?"

Everyone changed color slightly, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a sword roar rose into the sky, like a fierce beast crying, shaking the night dome, and the dark red sword qi swept through, pressing the flowing clouds and scattering, obscuring the stars.

"Magic Knife...... It's really a magic knife......"

Everyone was terrified, and the swords around them couldn't help but shake.

Today, this courtyard is full of people who love knives and use knives, counting Shen Nanqing's collection, there are hundreds of treasure knives......

At this moment, in the neighing sound of the night cry of the magic knife, hundreds of blades suddenly rang out in unison, and there was also a knife groan that was almost crying.

"Ah......hh My ears ...... What the hell is this sound? ”

Someone let out a cry of pain, put down the knife in his hand, covered his ears with his hands, and fell to his knees, his face as white as paper.

However, the strange sound of the knife was pervasive, and the night was full of sorrows.

Roar......

Ye Bufan raised the Night Cry Knife and let out an angry roar, his sleeves were torn, his right arm was bare, and green tendons appeared, full of blood, as if the surging blood would hold that arm up at any moment.

However, this man's eyes are scarlet and hide, revealing endless madness and unyielding will.

In the depths of that eye, there seemed to be a figure flickering, and countless pictures intertwined and flashed in front of the eyes of the night extraordinary.

The vision of the black clouds, the "dirty thing" was high above, and it was difficult for him to recover his spiritual sense.

Hanging in the air, the imprint of the Black Sky Demons erased the name mark he left behind.

Two failures, two heavy blows...... In the heart of the night is stirred and intertwined, and gradually reunites into a figure.

"Louvre...... Li ......"

The night is extraordinary and roaring filial piety, the pride of this Black Styx Mountain has finally turned into anger and murderous intent like obsession.

He clenched the magic knife and cried at night, even if a crack appeared on his right arm and blood flowed, it was difficult to shake his will.

"What a terrible man...... This person is obsessed like a demon......"

Mo Jinshu's face changed slightly, and he gave a judgment.

"Obsession is like a demon...... I will use the devil's way to ...... this sword."

Ye Bufan was like a mad demon, and suddenly, the night cry knife groaned, and black silk threads differentiated from the knife, like insects, piercing into Ye Bufan's arm.

Suddenly, the black silk threads flowed under the skin like veins, instantly covering the entire arm.

In an instant, Ye Bufan raised his head, his eyes turned white, and he felt unprecedented comfort.

The dark red long knife vibrated slightly, causing the night to resonate with the muscles and bones, and a warm tingling sensation came from the bone marrow.

At this moment, he seemed to be fused with the magic knife night cry, his body was refined, reborn, and he was never the same as before.

"He's got the magic knife ......"

Shen Nanqing's complexion changed slightly, and he told the truth at a glance.

She didn't expect that this heir of the Black Styx Mountain really seized this opportunity and became obsessed with becoming a demon, and he really won the approval of the Demon Knife Night Cry.

"Hahaha...... Strength...... That's power...... What is the Psychic Competition? ”

"What is the heir of the black sword?"

"From now on you will be subject to my sword......

Ye Bufan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, looking like crazy, his right hand seemed to have become a part of the Night Cry Knife, and when he came to his side, he actually licked the dark red blade, and his eyes were full of madness.

"After three hundred years of dust, I am finally going to make a name for myself in the world...... I'll try your strength......"

Ye Bufan grinned and smiled maniacally.

Airplanes......

As soon as the words fell, the night cry knife once again let out a terrifying cry, which was even grander than just now, and the knife roared into the sky, and in a trance, there was a bloody light covering the sky and the sun, shrouded in the sky above the quiet courtyard.

"The magic knife is a vision!?" Shen Nanqing's complexion changed slightly.

She never expected that Ye Bufan would be so crazy that he would test the magic knife in her courtyard.

Bang bang bang......

Suddenly, bursts of explosions wrinkled, and the sound of swords shattering was endless.

Everyone was horrified to find that under this terrible coercion, their swords were all shattered, and even the hidden knives in the courtyard gradually appeared, and it was difficult to withstand the ferocity of the magic knife.

"My Knife ......"

"This knife of mine is a three-grade rune weapon......"

"This is a knife I borrowed money to buy......"

Everyone was terrified, but their eyes flashed with fear while wailing.

"Vulnerable, it's all garbage...... Ye Bufan watched everyone's sabers shatter one by one, and a cold smile appeared on his cruel face.

Airplanes......

At this moment, a soft knife groan sounded, which seemed extremely discordant in the sound of shattering.

This faint sound is like a ripple in the furious sea, but in the ears of the master with a knife, it is like a thunder in the deep mountains in winter, bursting and deafening.

"The night is extraordinary...... You're so annoying......"

Suddenly, a gentle sigh fell, and the next moment, a sword light rose into the sky, like a mighty sky, suddenly igniting the sun and moon.

"This ...... It's ......"

In the quiet courtyard, there was a dead silence, and everyone turned their heads to look at the scorching knife qi, and their trembling faces were crawling with horror.

Among the swords, in addition to Shen Nanqing's Fushan Knife, there is even a sharp edge that can resist the night cry of the magic knife.

Airplanes......

The sky-high sword qi was black and silent, and there was a fantasy jungle in the sun and moon streamers, revealing uneasy madness and longing.

"Demon Knife!?"

The corners of Shen Nanqing's eyes twitched unnaturally, and an irrepressible look of shock surged in his shaking eyes.

Among the guests tonight, there are people who come with demon knives, and the weather is thousands, which is enough to be on par with the magic knife!?

"Who?"

Shen Nan turned his head clearly, following the awe-inspiring demon-like sword aura, but his eyes fell on the unfamiliar figure.

"Who is he?"

Shen Nanqing looked at Li Mo, but she was at a loss, in her memory, there was no name of this young man.

At this moment, Ye Bufan obviously also noticed Li Mo.

When he saw that face clearly, the short stunned ended, and it was unprecedented surprise and madness.

"Heir of the Black Sword!?"

"Hahaha......" Ye Bufan raised his head and laughed, the magic knife in his hand glowed with a seven-foot red glow, scorching like a demonic flame floating in the world.

"I didn't expect you to come over and give me a sacrificial knife...... Hahaha......"

"You used your spiritual sense to succeed, today I will let you know what is the real strength......

Ye Bufan stepped out, his body was like a ghost, and he appeared in front of Li Mo in an instant, and his terrifying speed was already beyond his limit.

At this moment, he seemed to be a knife, and the knife was him.

In the smoke and dust that rushed to the sky, the night cried and cried, but the red edge slashed at Li Mo.

Clang......

A golden stone stirring sound fell, and the magic knife stopped three inches away from Li Mo's body, but the two fingers wrapped around the gray spiritual breath easily pinched its edge.

This scene was as straight as a shock, shaking the eyeballs, making the arrogance and smile on Ye Bufan's face instantly freeze.

"This ...... This can't be ......" Ye Bufan screamed, unable to believe it at all.

"You're still as weak as ever!

”

Li Mo shook his head and whispered, his calm face didn't even show a little interest, the Black Dome Knife slowly fell, and in the scattered smoke and dust, the demon knife with gray spiritual breath was like cutting tofu, and it actually cut the magic knife alive.

The sound of Xuanjin bursting resounded through the courtyard, and a broken light appeared in the smoke and dust.

At this moment, the knife in Li Mo's hand was like a greedy gluttony, and he actually began to enjoy the magic knife of defeat.

"This ...... This is...... What's going on!? ”

The smoke and dust dissipated, Shen Nanqing looked at the incredible scene in front of him, and the whole person stood on the spot, and the waves in his heart seemed to be turned upside down.