Wang Yuanwei held the cold gold knife in one hand and shouted: "Bamboo cutter, the cold gold knife is here, can you see?"

The sound was so strong that many people in the courtyard felt their ears ringing and their minds were uncertain, seven or eight bats had fallen from under the eaves, and several large trees were swaying and shaking off many leaves.

The Yunmo Sect disciple stood at the back and was not affected much. Qi Yue lowered his voice and said to his junior brothers and sisters: "This is the 'Golden Lion Roar', the unique martial art of the Golden Sword Sect, which is improved from the 'Cloud Dragon Yin' of our Sword Sect. Wang Yuanwei's voice is estimated to be heard by half of Xiangyun City, and the depth of internal force can be seen. ”

Liu Shan disagreed: "Shaking the air with internal force, just giving up the essence of 'Cloud Dragon Yin'." The master once injured the four Demon Sect Protectors with a light cough, and it can be called a lion's roar and a dragon's roar. His kitten meows loudly and ineffectively. ”

Qi Yue said: "You are wrong, even if the Golden Lion Roar is far inferior to Yunlong Yin, it is still a powerful martial art." But you're not wrong, the bamboo cutters who have been attacked with the fiercest attack have not even moved a single hair. ”

Liu Shan shook his head: "That kid is just protecting himself with internal strength, senior brother, you can do it too." ”

Qi Yue didn't say anything more, his eyes were fixed on the bamboo cutter.

A person who has cultivated his internal strength to the fourth realm can indeed penetrate the body with internal strength and protect his body. Ke Bamboo Ke's expression has not changed at all, as if nothing has happened, did he really take the initiative to use his internal force? There is indeed no shortage of people in the martial arts who are calm and light on the surface, and secretly exert great strength, but Ke Bamboo Ke has an innocent face, will he be that kind of pretender?

The clouds in the sky were scattered, and the moonlight was sprinkled, as if a puddle of water had accumulated in the courtyard. The bamboo cutter was draped in moonlight, walked four or five steps forward, and said with a serious face: "I'm too far away to see clearly, I have to take it in my hand and take a closer look." ”

"Bold!"

"The Cold Golden Knife is the treasure of the Golden Knife Sect, can you take it?"

"Master, let me clean up this kid!"

More than a dozen disciples of the Golden Dao Sect shouted and stopped between the bamboo cutter and Wang Yuanwei.

Wang Yuanwei didn't speak, stood still and didn't move, acquiescing to their behavior.

A young golden sword disciple took the lead in drawing his sword, and the blade "slashed" from the bottom to the top of the silver light, straight to the chest of the bamboo cutter. Everyone in the courtyard stared at the two of them, only to see another ray of light flash, a "click" sound, and then a knife flew into the air and fell to the ground.

The young Golden Dao disciple's body maintained a slashing posture, and there was no knife in his hand, and he stayed in place like a sculpture. The bamboo cutter pinned the bamboo cutting knife that no one knew when it was pulled back to his waist, without stopping a single step. The rest of the Golden Sword disciples who were blocking in front of them had no previous momentum, and when they saw the bamboo cutter approaching, they couldn't help but retreat.

"Shame on you, still don't retreat?!"

Wang Yuanwei repelled the disciples and dragged his knife forward.

Along with Wang Yuanwei's steps, the blade of the cold gold knife made a sound of stiffness on the bluestone ground, leaving a narrow and long white mark.

The bamboo cutter also walked towards him, and the two of them got closer and closer. When he was only about a zhang away, Wang Yuanwei suddenly bowed his body and took a big step forward, and the golden knife first hit a large cloud of dazzling sparks on the stone ground, and then lifted it up, but in an instant, he had arrived at the door of the bamboo cutter.

Everyone else was surprised to see it, this knife was called "Golden Knife Flash", and the Golden Knife disciples used the same trick before. But the martial arts of the Golden Dao disciples are not comparable to Wang Yuanwei, and the ordinary fine iron cast knife cannot be compared with the three-hundred-pound cold gold knife.

Bang!

Still no one could see how the bamboo cutter came out of the knife, but after the two knives collided, the trajectory of the cold gold knife was completely offset, bypassing the body of the bamboo cutter and slashing diagonally forward.

Wang Yuanwei shouted, his muscles bulged, his left hand also grasped the handle of the knife, and his hands forcibly turned the direction of the cold gold knife, and slashed towards the shoulder of the bamboo cutter.

The bamboo cutter's right arm seemed to be raised very easily, and the light and short black blade of the bamboo cutter slapped lightly across the broad body of the cold gold knife. The cold gold knife was castrated and powerful, but it was slapped like this, as if it was hit by a heavy object of Qianjun, and it flew away directly, and even with Wang Yuanwei's body, he stumbled several times.

"Be careful, Master Wang!"

A snowy knife stopped between the bamboo cutter and Wang Yuanwei, and the person holding the knife was Qi Yue.

When the two clashed for the first time, Qi Yue had already seen that the internal force of the bamboo cutter was above Wang Yuanwei, and he drew his knife and prepared to step forward. Unexpectedly, in the second confrontation, Wang Yuanwei was defeated. If Qi Yue's action was half a delay, the bamboo cutter only had to swing the knife again, and Wang Yuanwei's head would be about to say goodbye to his neck.

Without waiting for the bamboo cutter to do it to himself, Qi Yue took the lead in making a knife. He roughly saw that the bamboo cutter's knife technique was similar to four or two thousand catties, and the stronger the force of attacking the bamboo cutter, the greater the recoil force he received. So when he made a move, he didn't seek to be fast, but only fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had slashed out more than a dozen knives one after another.

The bamboo cutter swung a few knives without any order, blocking every knife that Qi Yue slashed.

"Senior brother, we will help you!"

Except for Liu Dan, the other five Yunmo Sect disciples stepped forward one after another.

The six of them besieged from all directions, using their fastest moves, only to face the siege of many people, and the rules and regulations would be chaotic. Just after a few tricks with the bamboo cutter, their hand holding the knife suddenly had a sour numbness, and every time their knife touched the bamboo cutter's knife, their own soreness and numbness would increase exponentially, and it would be transmitted from the hand to the whole arm.

The bamboo cutter swung his knife and turned around, the blade turned in an arc, and there was a loud sound, and five snow-bright knives flew up to the sky and fell back to the ground.

Qi Yue was the only one left who could still hold the knife, but he didn't make a move to the bamboo cutter, he put the knife back into the scabbard, took two steps back, and said to his younger brothers and sisters: "I will stop here, don't be ugly to others." ”

The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect in the courtyard were full of horror in their hearts, they never expected that the head of the sect who used to be regarded as a god and the disciple of the Yunmo Sect who was famous would lose to an unknown boy in a few dozen breaths.

"Cold Golden Knife, you can take it. ”

Wang Yuanwei directly put the cold gold knife on the ground, and his tone was bitter.

He knew that the gap between himself and the bamboo cutter was like mud, and it would only be humiliating to continue to do it. Thinking in his heart, the bamboo cutter picked five heads in a row, and he would defeat other leaders in the future, and he was just one of them, so he was not much of a shame.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

The bamboo cutter still spoke in a respectful tone, inserted the bamboo cutting knife back into his waist, walked over and picked up the cold gold knife in one hand, and there was no difficulty, as if it was no different from picking up a short bamboo cutting knife. The bamboo cutter carefully observed the cold gold knife in the moonlight, his index finger flicked on the blade, his face suddenly darkened, and he shook his head in disappointment: "It's not this knife. ”

After speaking, the bamboo cutter threw the golden knife back to Wang Yuanwei.

Wang Yuanwei stretched out his hands to pick it up, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart. Sure enough, the bamboo cutter, as rumored, only looked at the knife after grabbing it, flicked it, and returned the knife. But I don't know what kind of knife the bamboo cutter is looking for, and why is he looking for that knife?

Wang Yuanwei was distracted, and a black shadow flashed in front of him. When he reacted, the man had already grasped the handle of the cold gold knife, his feet were a little on the ground, he jumped up two feet high and three feet away, and glided out of the courtyard wall.

Everyone thought that the dust had settled, but no one expected that there would be a sudden branch. At this moment, a white figure jumped up from the man's way and grabbed his sleeve: "I have long seen that something is wrong with you!"

"Senior Brother Liu, be careful!"

Qi Gao shouted, and rushed towards the two of them with light skills.

The sleeve of the knife snatcher was pulled, and his body also fell with Liu Dan, and in a hurry, he slapped Liu Dan on the shoulder with a backhand. Liu Shan screamed in pain, let go and fell, and was picked up in his arms by Qi Yue, who was rushed to the scene. The knife snatcher recoiled with the power of his palm, and his body was raised three feet higher again, and his feet were volleyed a few times, and he finally leaped out of the courtyard wall.

The courtyard was in chaos, with some people rushing out of the gate to chase the knife man, while others howled loudly to send signals to the people in the city. Wang Yuanwei had a gloomy face and walked towards the bamboo cutter: "Why did you go back on your word and take my golden knife?"

The bamboo cutter looked dazed: "I didn't take it." ”

"Isn't that man your accomplice?"

Wang Yuanwei didn't believe it at all. The cold gold knife is made of special material, cast by famous craftsmen, and there are countless coveters, who can't afford to be greedy? It is expected that the bamboo cutter has already conspired with his accomplices, and when one person returns the knife, the other person grabs the knife and leaves. Not only has the sword, but also can call himself innocent.

Suddenly, Qi Yue said loudly: "'Netherworld Ghost Palm'?! It's the Demon Sect!"

Wang Yuanwei's heart sank, and he turned his head to look, but saw that Liu Dan's face in Qi Yue's arms was as white as his clothes, and there was a black palm print on his left shoulder, which was shocking.