Shang Shiyi's breath sank, and he used a thousand catties to nail himself firmly to the ground.

As the words fell, a gust of wind smashed into his chest like a hammer, and Shang Shiyi's figure flew out upside down, cutting an arc in midair, and then fell heavily to the ground, letting out a groan.

Seeing this, Li Yanyun hurriedly stepped forward to investigate the safety of the master, but Zhao Rang knew the identity of the person who made the shot from the voice, and hurriedly said:

"Don't do it, hostess! My predecessors didn't do anything to me! ”

The pine waves stopped, Ye Sanniang walked from behind the collapsed pine trees, looked back and forth on Zhao Rang a few times, and asked with concern:

"Are you really okay?"

Zhao Rang stretched his arms and legs in front of Ye Sanniang, and replied:

"It's all right!"

"The old-timers even gave me a knife!"

Hearing this, Ye Sanniang looked at the knife in Zhao Rang's hand, and her expression eased slightly:

"This black steel knife is not bad, passable."

"Black Steel Knife? This knife is cast from black steel? ”

In the Hundred Knife Hall in Zhao Rang's house, there are two black steel knives. A blade is a little broken, but the casting skills of the Black Dao Hall have been lost for a long time, and no one in the world can repair it, not even the top knife casting master of the Zhao family. The other one is very complete, and it has become the old man's treasure. Not only can't others touch it, but he can't touch it himself. It is also specially made of crystal and placed in a cover, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be desecrated.

Now Zhao Rang heard Ye Sanniang say that the knife in his hand was actually made of black steel, and he felt very incredible.

But in this way, the knife in Li Yanyun's hand is almost exactly the same as his own, doesn't it mean that it is also made of black steel?

I think that his Zhao family only has two black steel knives, one of which is still incomplete, and Shang Shiyi, a rootless and rootless, duckweed-like martial cultivator, actually has two complete black steel knives!

Just as she was in doubt, Ye Sanniang had already moved lightly and walked towards Shang Shiyi.

His apprentice Li Yanyun was eyeing his master in front of him, his steel teeth clenched, his hands holding the knife, and he was about to rush up at any time in a desperate posture.

"Little one, get out of the way!"

Ye Sanniang's index finger tapped, and the knife raised by Li Yanyun was involuntarily pressed down, and her face turned purple and red, but it was to no avail. At the same time, two huge forces came from his shoulders, as if a big fat man was on it, and the soft mountain soil under his feet sank a few inches.

Shang Shiyi held his chest with his hands, struggled to get up, and was about to say something, but saw Ye Sanniang make a silent gesture:

"Shh

"That knife is okay, it's flat!"

Shang Shiyi was relieved, as if he wanted to thank him, and remembered that Ye Sanniang didn't seem to like him talking just now, so he could only nod again and again.

Zhao Rang had a very good impression of this pair of masters and apprentices, and was worried that Ye Sanniang would embarrass them, so he walked over quickly and comforted:

"Hostess, I'm so fine! Just now, I had a sword fight with Brother Li, and Senior Shang didn't make a move at all! ”

Ye Sanniang said lightly:

"I didn't do anything to him!"

Then he looked at Shang Shiyi again and asked:

"Did you say?"

Shang Yiyi couldn't tell whether he should answer or not, so he could only freeze in place.

"Huh?"

Ye Sanniang's eyes slanted, her tone changed suddenly, and Shang Shiyi came to his senses and immediately said:

"It's okay, it's okay, it's nothing! The pine needles on the ground just now were slippery, and I didn't stand firm at once, so I made a mistake! ”

Zhao Rang's face froze......

I am afraid that the apprentice who believes in him the most, Li Yanyun will not believe it, let alone others.

The slippery pine needles can make a swordsman who has cultivated as a martial arts master to the realm of a three-grade great master fall, and it can really become a strange story in the rivers and lakes that has been passed down for thousands of years.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Ye Sanniang said innocently.

Seeing this shape, Zhao Rang couldn't say anything more. After all, Shang Shiyi, the main master, said so, what else could he say as a bystander? What's more, even if he saw it really, it was indeed Ye Sanniang's hand, but he couldn't say anything...... Ye Sanniang's shot was for him in the final analysis, but anyone who said a so-called fair word was called ignorant of what to do!

"Let's go, what are you doing?"

Under Ye Sanniang's urging, Zhao Rangcai came back to his senses and hurriedly said goodbye to Shang Shiyi and Li Yanyun.

The two of them went one after the other, without saying anything all the way, Zhao Rang followed Ye Sanniang to turn left and right, and soon saw Ximen Dazhuang and others from a distance.

"Just ask, if you have anything, there will be a lot of people for a while, and it will be even more difficult for you to speak!"

Ye Sanniang suddenly stood still and said.

Zhao Rang was caught off guard and almost crashed into Ye Sanniang.

Hearing her say this, her head shook like a rattle.

"Do you feel like you can't see me more and more?"

Zhao Rang was silent, but he did think so in his heart.

Ye Sanniang and Shang Shiyi are both in the realm of the Three Rank Great Grandmasters, which is known to the world. But she was so frivolous that she put Shang Shiyi into obedience, and she didn't dare to say a word, which Zhao Rang didn't expect.

When she was in the branch of Tongbao Qianzhuang, she was completely suppressed by Hongjiang, and she couldn't get a bargain at all, and it stands to reason that she and Shang 11 were at most between the best. At least Shang Shiyi still single-handedly picked the record of the Dragon Gang from all over the world, but Ye Sanniang had nothing to match.

"Alas...... Even if I did, what would I do? You've seen everything, do you still need to listen to me? ”

"You want to ask because you already have the answer in mind. If you ask again, it's just to find yourself a step down, and there's no need. ”

After speaking, Ye Sanniang didn't wait for Zhao Rang to reply, and walked straight forward.

"Brother Jean, are you okay? Where did you just go? ”

Ximen Dazhuang asked first, and Yuan Mingkong and Yuan Kexin brothers and sisters also came over with worried faces.

"It's okay, look at this!"

The best way to divert the conversation is to bring up another, more noteworthy topic.

Zhao Rangliang had the black steel knife in his hand, and the three of them were all dazzled!

Especially Yuan Mingkong, as a prince with no power and no money, he doesn't occupy anything, so he is well-informed!

"It's ...... Black Steel Knife?!"

Zhao Rang smiled and nodded.

Yuan Mingkong was amazed, and said with envy:

"Brother, this is the chosen one! first comprehended the 'potential', and now he has a treasure sword, which is really like a tiger's wings! ”

Zhao Rang did not have the slightest politeness to Yuan Mingkong, but said cheekily:

"Not really! That is, you don't need a knife, otherwise I will bring you a hug back! ”

Everyone saw that Zhao Rang had nothing to do, and really found the fairy swordsmith that the old cook said, and came back with a treasure knife, so they didn't ask in detail about what happened before. The guide took advantage of the joy of everyone and asked weakly:

"Do you guys still want to go to your pavilion?"

Zhao Rang and Ye Sanniang glanced at each other, then laughed and said:

"Not going! You go and move the horses, let's take advantage of the fog to disperse and go directly over Songtao Mountain! ”