A blazing silver light emanated from the silver horn knife, and Lian Wuxin unfolded the palm holding the silver horn knife, allowing the silver horn knife to slowly fly into the air.

A lot of blood lines suddenly appeared in the silver light, and the blood lines were like moving nematodes, automatically forming lines of ancient words, and none of the people present and Lian Wuxin knew these ancient words.

Lian Wuxin hooked his lips and smiled lightly, secretly praising his son's good methods, and he subdued the silver horn knife spirit so quickly.

Although Li Xiuwen didn't know these ancient words, he also knew some rumors about the artifact, the artifact contained the spirit of the artifact, and it could be a practitioner with the host, that is to say, the knife that was still inserted in the dead man just now turned out to be an artifact.

You must know that in the Tianqi Continent, there has been no artifact for many years, let alone a refiner who can refine an artifact.

The artifact is almost extinct in the Tianqi Continent.

Now, the artifact has appeared in the land of the Li clan, what an exciting thing.

"Come on, fence it up, you can't let people take away the treasure of the Li family." Li Xiuwen roared, and the father-daughter relationship in his mouth just now immediately disappeared.

He wanted to win over Wuxin before, but he didn't have a pillar of cultivation around him, but now that he has an artifact, what else do you want this cheap daughter to do? Of course, artifacts are more important.

A group of guards immediately obeyed the order and surrounded the Silver Horn Knife and Lian Wuxin, they moved a lot, but they didn't even get a straight eye from Lian Wuxin, and people didn't even like to look at them.

People are now also the strength of Immortal Venerable, just move their fingers, these little hairy heads, including her cheap father, will go to see the king of Hades.

The ancient words gradually disappeared, turning into a blood-colored light that converged into the center of the little heavenly eyebrows that came out of the silver light.

Xiao Tian walked out of the dazzling silver light, his little face seemed to have grown a little more, and his height was also raised, it seems that his size has a lot to do with the growth of his cultivation.

"God, where's the artifact?" Li Xiuwen stared blankly at Xiao Tian in mid-air, how did the artifact that was still there just now suddenly disappear?

Xiaotian descended from the clouds, the little fat hand spread out, and a small and delicate knife appeared in the palm of his hand, the knife was a little smaller than the previous size, very delicate and cute.

"Is that what you're talking about?" Xiao Tian spread his palms and asked Li Xiuwen.

Li Xiuwen blinked, and saw that although the knife was a little smaller, it still looked like it was just now, and immediately laughed again, his eyes were full of greed: "Give it to me, give it to me." ”

Xiao Tian blinked when he heard this, his face was full of mischievousness: "Why do you want to give it to you?" In my hands it is mine. ”

Li Xiuwen was slightly stunned, and immediately his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice to Xiaotian: "Little guy, for the sake of you being my Li clan's bloodline, the head of this family doesn't care about this crime of breaking into the clan with you, give me the artifact quickly, I won't embarrass you two." ”

Xiao Tian shrugged his shoulders, played with the knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "What should I do, the knife has recognized me as the master, it can only follow me now, it's useless to give it to you, I don't believe you take it." Xiao Tian said and really handed over the knife.

Li Xiuwen was overjoyed for a while, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up, afraid that Xiao Tian would regret it in an instant, and he was really afraid of his fierce appearance.

Who knew that as soon as the knife was in the palm of his hand, the heaviness was picked up with all his strength, but he was reluctant to let go, and watched his hand being crushed by the delicate knife until his palm was shattered like mud.