The poison in the body of the ink knife has recurred.

His blood was almost clotted, and his limbs were stiff and weak. The heart beats slowly and seems to stop at any moment.

In a life-and-death duel, even one negligence can cost one's life. Not to mention poisonous hair.

But there is no trace of panic in Mo Dao's heart, as long as the 'knife' is there, even if he is blind, even if he cuts off his arms. In the face of mortals, the ink knife can already easily obliterate them.

For a moment, the ink knife stopped. This should be a great opportunity in the eyes of Ye Maddao.

But the long sword in the hand of the Ye Crazy Knife suddenly stopped less than an inch away from the top of the ink knife's head.

It's just because he suddenly remembered what the anti-immortal had said to him.

"A line of life and death. ”

If you retreat from the line, you will live, and if you enter the line, you will die. Except for the ink knife in front of him, the Ye Crazy Knife could no longer find any existence that was enough to threaten him.

"Is he the line? The Ye Crazy Knife hesitated......

The poison comes and goes just as quickly.

Although the qi and blood were not smooth, the limbs of the ink knife were no longer as stiff and weak as before.

Putting the dagger in his arms, the ink knife did not strike again, because in the eyes of the wild knife, the ink knife could no longer see the slightest hostility.

Modao has never been a murderer, never ...... Only when facing the enemy, the ink knife will be cold-blooded, but it will still leave a mortal alive, giving it a chance to survive.

Only when facing immortals, the ink knife will become bloodthirsty, just because the immortal should not exist in this world.

The ink knife glanced at the Ye Crazy Knife lightly, and without saying a word, he bypassed by his side. Leave the Immortal Tower.

Without a move, the wild knife stood quietly in place, for some reason his eyes suddenly became hollow, as if he was thinking about something.

After a short time, the Ye Crazy Knife let out a soft sigh. Head deeper into the promenade.

He walked until he was in front of the two corpses before he stopped. The sword in his hand flipped and with a wave of his hand, he thrust the serpentine sword between the two corpses.

The sword trembled slightly, and Ye Maddao turned to leave.

He originally came for the immortal treasure, and the sword was the immortal treasure, but at this time, he didn't have the slightest nostalgia for the immortal treasure. At that moment, he seemed to figure out something......

Walk out of the corridor and leave the fairy tower for a moment. Mo Dao and Liao Chutian seemed to have been directly teleported to Shuntian City by a mysterious force.

The jungle that had passed through had vanished, and all that was seen was a dense crowd.

Those people looked at the ink knife and Liao Chutian, who was covered in blood, and their eyes were full of greed.

It's just that no one stepped forward in a vain attempt to snatch the immortal treasure in his hands. It's not that they have that instinct like Ye Crazy Knife, it's that they don't want to be the one who comes out.

It's just because they know in their hearts that no matter who makes a comeback, there is only one end.

"Grandpa, he's out. Not far away, by the window on the second floor of an inn, the grandfather and grandson were looking at the ink knife, and the girl said excitedly.

"Hmm. That reverse immortal replied lightly, in his opinion, it was impossible for the Tibetan Immortal Pagoda to pose a threat to the ink knife, but when he saw the ink knife, his eyes were full of shock.

"He actually got that thing!" Reverse Changsheng couldn't believe that what he saw was true.

At this time, the ink knife had already changed its appearance in the eyes of that reverse immortal.

I saw that above the head of the ink knife, a fairy light hung down from the sky. The fairy light is dazzling and gorgeous. Not only that, but in that immortal light, there are also immortal scriptures constantly coming out.

It's just that ordinary people can't see and hear.

"Let's go and have a look. The reverse immortal grabbed the girl, quickly went downstairs, and ran in the direction where the ink knife was.

"They seem to be trying to beat our minds. Liao Chutian said, the greed in the eyes of the crowd was so clear that it seemed to be written on their faces, so how could Liao Chutian not be able to find it.

Without speaking, Modao quietly looked at the crowd in front of him. He suddenly felt that the people here were more like rivers and lakes than the people in the Heaven Abandoned City.

The ink knife walked forward step by step, and the crowd swarmed up and surrounded the ink knife.

"Get out of the way. Ink Knife said.

The ink knife's voice was so low that it was impossible to tell whether it was happy or angry. But the person who stood in front of the ink knife trembled slightly for no reason. Just because the voice made him feel cold and afraid.

But although he was afraid, the greed in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Kill him, take the immortal treasure!" Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd. The sound came from in a corner. The man was already short, and at this time he was squatting on the ground, making it difficult to spot.

He had long thief eyebrows and a short knife in his hand. He was dressed in black, and had a knife word embroidered on his clothes.

There were several other people beside him, just like him, all embroidered with a knife on their clothes.

"Kill, kill, kill!" In an instant, the sound of shouting and killing filled the city. But although they shouted fiercely, none of them moved. It's just that the ink knife and Liao Chutian are firmly besieged.

The long sword came out in response, and the ink knife didn't care about these people, but Liao Chutian couldn't help it.

"Who is not afraid of death, come up!" he cried with his sword in his hand. It's just that he is a little weak in his heart, after all, there are many people here. If in normal times, in front of so many people, he still has some confidence. But at this time, he was seriously injured.

But Liao Chutian was not afraid, because the ink knife was still by his side. He was just worried, worried that the ink knife would leave him alone. In his opinion, it is entirely possible for the ink knife to do such a thing. This is also the reason for his weak heart.

To do this, he had to get these people to do it first. As long as they dare to do something to the ink knife, Liao Chutian believes that the ink knife will never let them go.

His worries were right, Modao did think about leaving Liao Chutian alone and leaving.

Ink Dao was reluctant to entangle with these people, although it would only take a moment for him to deal with the people in front of him. But at this time, the ink knife was unwilling to delay even for a moment.

Again, that question, time, ink knife takes time.

"Get out of the way. Ink Knife said again, like an ultimatum.

But how could this crowd disperse so easily because of the ink knife's words.

Finally, the ink knife slowly drew the long sword from behind his back.

On the side, Liao Chutian saw that the ink knife was about to start, and a hanging heart finally settled down.

Just when this group of people was about to pay the price for greed, another figure suddenly walked out of the Tibetan Immortal Pagoda.

There was another voice coming.

"Get out!" the voice was so loud and deafening that it carried a breathtaking momentum that made people feel intimidated when they heard it.

I saw Ye Crazy Dao coming slowly.

Seeing Ye Mad's knife, the crowd consciously separated, flashing a path for it.

The wild knife walked up to the ink knife and glared angrily at the crowd around him. It's just that there is a trace of guilt in his eyes for some reason.

"My lord! He has a fairy treasure on him. The short man with a thief's eyebrows rushed out of the crowd and came to Ye Crazy Dao and said.