Zhao Lei stretched out his right hand and held the handle of the knife, which was much longer than an ordinary knife.

At the moment when he held it, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared in front of him, as if he was in a battlefield in the middle of the scene, and there were shouts of killing and screams everywhere.

At this point, it was as if human life had become the most despicable thing, there were corpses everywhere, the smell of burnt corpses wafted throughout the battlefield, and thick smoke hung in the sky.

There were not only people on the ground, but also the corpses of horses that had fallen to the ground with mutilated bodies, and chariots scattered all over the place, with only the wheels still intact.

A dim light reflected on the armor of the soldiers, and with the general's orders, they fought together again, making a deafening sound.

The sound of swords clashing constantly echoed in the air, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sunset in the west slanted through the clouds, sprinkled on the ground little by little, and the sky showed a strange red.

Arrows pierced the dark sky like raindrops from the sky, sharp arrows piercing the chests of the soldiers.

A general with a long knife in his hand, his chest full of arrows, his beloved war horse has fallen to the ground, only the love knife in his hand, the soldiers around him fell to the ground one after another, and there are fewer and fewer people around him.

Until he was the only one left, he held the long knife and looked at the enemy soldiers who came up around him, the spears in their hands, and his eyes were full of awe, looking at him with fear.

Gone, it's all gone!

Unexpectedly, he was the emperor of Jiuhua Kingdom, and he was going to die on this battlefield, and his corpse became a trophy for others.

"Come on! The head of the Emperor of Jiuhua Kingdom is here! Your splendid future, your glory and wealth are here! If you have the ability, come forward and get it yourself! ”

His majestic voice echoed in the air, frightening the surrounding enemy troops and retreating one after another.

There is a lot of momentum when the husband is the pass, and the momentum is not open.

It was only then that the tightly surrounded crowd opened a passage from the middle to the front, until a man appeared in front of the emperor when the road came to him.

This person is burly, with a majestic face, wearing gold armor, stepping on suede shoes, and is mighty, and a kingly domineering spirit pours out.

He stood there as if he were the brightest star in the night sky, the sun shining in the sky.

King to king.

The two emperors met together in this way, one was like the rising sun, and the other was about to set, but it was still stubbornly releasing its own light and heat sunset.

Then the two emperors disappeared in front of their eyes, and suddenly the heavens and the earth changed color, only to see the heavens and the earth shook, everything lost its voice, and a black ball appeared, and after a few breaths, it exploded.

Suddenly, the wind swept into the clouds, and the thunder in the air was so loud that everyone could not see anything, but could only hear the sound of weapons colliding and the sparks that frequently appeared in the air.

The impression became more and more blurred, until finally, a streak of blood appeared in the sky, and the knife flew into the distance, falling straight into the river.

The impression came to an abrupt end, and before Zhao Lei could react when he was immersed in it, the picture disappeared, and this knife was the saber of the last emperor of Jiuhua Kingdom.

Their strength made Zhao Lei intoxicated, their strength was different from the strength of immortal cultivators, but there was an unusually strong mana fluctuating on their bodies, like Meng Bei, they were qi practitioners in another way.

When the picture dispersed, Zhao Lei's consciousness returned to reality, he looked at the knife in his hand, a murderous aura spread from the knife body, and there was a thick unwillingness in this murderous aura, they rushed towards Zhao Lei like a wave.

But Zhao Lei stood still like a reef in the waves.

In the face of such Zhao Lei, this demon knife seemed to be provoked, and frantically released his murderous aura, and gradually, Zhao Lei also had some pressure.

Time passed slowly, and in the process of Zhao Lei's confrontation with the demon knife, his mana gradually ran out, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Their right hand was also in severe pain because they were holding the knife, and the blood flowed down from his palm, stimulated by the blood, and the demon knife became even more excited.

A red murderous aura condensed into substance, like a torrent, at this time, Zhao Lei was like being tortured by a thousand knives, and every inch of his flesh and blood was being subjected to this murderous aura.

Just when Zhao Lei was about to lose his hold, suddenly his bottleneck fluctuated a little.

Zhao Lei, who had closed his eyes and insisted tenaciously, suddenly opened his eyes, and an unstoppable light came out of his eyes.

In the face of such an opportunity, how could Zhao Lei give up, after the current opportunity, I don't know what year and month I have to wait.

Zhao Lei held the demon knife in his right hand, sat cross-legged, and held the water spirit stone in his left hand, even though he was suffering greatly at this time, he still began to operate the mana in his body according to the water yuan technique.

After running for a few weeks, cracks began to appear in the bottleneck, and at this time, the demon knife seemed to have been discussed, and the murderous aura spread upward, and the murderous aura and mana were entangled with each other, just like the thunder of the nine heavens, and the thunder hit the bottleneck.

Click! Click!

A non-existent sound rang out, like a bottleneck that could not be seen with one's own eyes, and it was violently struck like the glass, spreading from the middle to all sides, cracks all over it.

A trace, just a little bit, just the last kick!

Zhao Lei suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-red eyes glowed red.

His red eyes, bulging green tendons, and sweat flowing on the ground all wordlessly illustrated the great pain that Zhao Lei endured.

The pain of a thousand cuts and the itch of ten thousand ants eating the heart alternately appeared on Zhao Lei's body.

But at this time, Zhao Lei, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at this demon knife with a sneer.

"Hahaha! With your demon knife like a lost dog, you also want me to give in, I'm not such a man! ”

Zhao Lei's mana no longer washed towards the bottleneck, but like a surging river, frantically pouring into the demon knife.

And Zhao Lei's body lost the support of mana, like a broken vase, cracks appeared.

Blood gushed out from these cracks, and Zhao Lei's mouth was also spitting blood.

Cough! Cough!

"Surrender or die!"

The current situation of the demon knife is not much better than Zhao Lei, it has been drifting in this world for hundreds of years, and it has not been nourished by mana, it has already reached the end of the strong crossbow, even if it has produced a knife spirit, but it has also run out of oil.

This time it is also the last move to gamble on everything, either to control Zhao Lei and make him his puppet, or to silently dissipate between heaven and earth in the future and become like mortal iron.

Ever since his master died, he has been waiting for the next one.

But in the past few hundred years, all it has encountered are some people who deceive the world and steal fame, and even its murderous aura can't withstand it, and it doesn't even have the qualifications to be a puppet.

Gradually, it was also disappointed, it no longer longed for someone to let its prestige walk between heaven and earth like the emperor of Jiuhua, and drink blood.

Until now, Zhao Lei's appearance.