The original simple and unpretentious long knife quickly underwent a huge change after Yang Yi's essence blood dripped up, first the essence blood dripping with the long knife quickly disappeared, and the appearance seemed to melt into the long knife. Immediately after, the originally ordinary long knife began to shine, it was an incomparably brilliant golden light, it felt like gold without impurities, and appeared on the long knife without warning.

The dazzling golden light first made Yang Yi's eyes narrow, and then wrapped Yang Yi in its entirety. What Yang Yi didn't see was that there was a very small dragon carved on the hilt, and after the golden light lit up, the eyes of the little dragon also flashed with a red light!

"What is this place?"

When he opened his eyes, Yang Yi found himself in a white event, the surrounding flowers and trees had disappeared, he was still kneeling on one knee, and he was still holding the withering knife in his hand, but the ground and the surroundings had become a white expanse.

"Garfield, Garfield!"

The first time he encountered this situation, Yang Yi was also a little anxious, but the first thing he thought of was Garfield, because Garfield taught him to recognize the Lord, and Yang Yi could only ask Garfield when this situation appeared. With Garfield in his body, Yang Yi feels that many things will be much more psychological, after all, Garfield's experience is much richer than him!

But this time, Garfield seemed to have disappeared, no matter how Yang Yi called in his heart, the lazy voice did not sound in Yang Yi's mind again.

This time, Yang Yi was really a little anxious, he looked down at the withered knife in his hand, the knife was still the same knife, but it was much more shiny, and it didn't seem to be so old.

In the next second, a strange phenomenon appeared on the knife again, and a golden light lit up again, but the difference was. This golden light broke away from the long knife and flew forward! Yang Yi's gaze hurriedly chased over, only to find that the golden light turned into a figure not far in front of Yang Yi!

At this moment, Yang Yi's eyes widened, and his eyes trembled a little as he looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.

This person still looks a little young, but under the beard is a small black beard, a short black hair stands straight above the top of the head, the eyes are not big, but the eyes are as sharp as a knife, when those eyes look at Yang Yi, he feels his soul tremble a little. It was a coercion that came entirely from the soul.

However, Yang Yi is not a timid person, he is the kind of character who is not afraid of heaven and earth, although he knows that the person in front of him is very strong, but he does not show weakness, the distance of spiritual power, the pupils of ten thousand beasts also flashed and looked at the man who suddenly appeared.

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but as if he didn't want to continue to embarrass Yang Yi, the pressure from the soul receded like a tide after he blinked his eyes a few times. But only for a brief moment in the eyes. But Yang Yi's feet, which were already a little weak, trembled slightly, and his mouth was panting heavily.

Yang Yi glared angrily at the man who appeared in front of him, but suddenly found that the man in front of him had no feet, just suspended there. It's like a projection, not a real person. At this moment, Yang Yi was even more surprised in his heart, is it really just an energy body. But what was the deal with that coercion just now?

Just when Yang Yi was puzzled, the man finally spoke.

"Is that you, little one. Did you get the Blade of Withering?"

Yang Yi was even more puzzled by the sudden opening of his mouth, but he nodded subconsciously.

"Haha, it's good, it's a good young man, I hope the withering knife can exert real power in your hands!"

The man's voice was a little sad, even if he was smiling, it made Yang Yi feel this way, but now Yang Yi felt that the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

The man who had been transformed into energy looked at Yang Yi, then raised his hand and pointed to the withering knife in Yang Yi's hand.

Yang Yi moved his gaze to the withered knife, but the man's words sounded in his ears again:

"I'm the previous owner of this withering knife, and everyone calls me the magic knife!"

A simple sentence made Yang Yi's mind seem to explode, and he looked at this man in amazement, looking incredulous!

If Garfield hadn't told him about the withering knife before, Yang Yi would probably be very calm and have no reaction when he heard this. But just now, Garfield and Yang Yi specifically talked about the withered knife, including the previous owner of the knife, the magic knife. This is a peerless powerhouse who once stood at the top of the continent, but didn't Garfield say that he was dead? What's going on now, it seems that he doesn't seem to have a physical appearance, is it just a soul?

The magic knife seemed to see Yang Yi's doubts, and said slowly: "It seems that your reaction seems to know me, because of some special reasons, I was called the magic knife, hehe! Anyway, I have never explained anything, and now I don't want to explain anything." As you know, I'm dead, and now I'm just an ability body, so to speak, just a remnant of the Blade, a remnant of the withering knife!"

Speaking of this, the voice of the magic knife became even more vicissitudes, he looked up at the sky, and then continued: "After that great war, I was left with a broken soul, because I couldn't rest assured that this withering knife that had accompanied me for most of my life, so my soul entered the withering knife, and used my zuihou's liliang to control it out of the middle domain. Later, I fell into a deep sleep, and as time went by, I had a trace of residual thoughts left, and the reason why this residual thought refused to dissipate may be because I really couldn't rest assured of my knife, I just wanted to see with my own eyes, what kind of person the next owner of this knife is, if it makes me feel unsuitable for its master, I will use my zuihou liliang to kill him directly!"

Speaking of this, the face of the magic knife showed a terrifying anger.

Yang Yi looked at him quietly, without speaking, he could feel the misery of this strong man's life, maybe this knife was all he had.

"But when I saw you, I knew it. I trust my instincts, you're not a simple guy and I'm sure you can take care of it!"

Now Yang Yi has regained his composure, he looked at the magic knife in front of him, and said, "You trust me, just rely on your own intuition?"

"Haha, you don't know, this knife is spiritual, it's its own choice. Speaking of this, he looked at Yang Yi again, and then continued: "After seeing it, I can rest assured! It's just that you are still too weak, and the withering knife is too weak now." This is the Southern Regions, so be careful! Don't die halfway!"

Yang Yi had already stood up at this time, and the withering knife was held in his hand, and it naturally drooped. He looked at the magic knife, and then suddenly smiled.

"Of course, I will definitely stand at the top of the continent! Until then, no one can kill me!"

The magic knife didn't seem to expect Yang Yi to react like this, and after being slightly stunned, he also looked up to the sky, and then said: "I really didn't see the wrong person, wither, you have found a good master, I should rest assured!"

The withering knife in Yang Yi's hand actually trembled slightly after the words of the magic knife.

Yang Yi looked down at this scene, and the smile on his face became even stronger!

"It's very happy, young man, remember, don't die, take it with you, and keep going!

The magic knife looked up to the sky, and the body became more and more faint!

"Seniors"

Yang Yi wanted to say something, but found that the surrounding scenery had changed back to its original state, the white event had disappeared, and the magic knife in front of him had gradually faded, and Zuihou turned into a golden light, soaring into the sky. Zuihou exploded in the sky, turned into a little golden light, and then slowly floated to the earth!

Yang Yi raised his head, looked at the dissipating magic knife, raised the withered knife, and then said secretly: "I will definitely not die!" (to be continued......)