Chapter 279 Broken Knife

In the past, no one behind Ye Xiaodi dared to fall, and later in his life, he gradually intersected with others, Ye Xiaodi secretly didn't say anything, but he didn't dare to fall.

In addition to making his teacher angry when he was a child, it was hard for Ye Xiaodi to imagine what kind of things would cause such pressure to him. What is the eyeball hanging in the sky? Ye Xiaodi was very curious.

Born in Wudang, Ye Xiaodi believes in karma and the reincarnation of good and evil, he wants to see if that eyeball is really related to Shi Niang?

So Ye Xiaodi knew the danger and knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply went to the eyeballs hanging in mid-air to find out.

But unfortunately, Ye Xiaodi didn't see anything. Even though he had already worked hard, Ye Xiaodi, whose senses had long been blurred, finally found nothing, only knowing that his tired spirit could no longer support the weight of his body, and then the whole person fell forward, leaving only the canvas wrapped around him with the sound of hunting.

In the dim chaos, no one knew what Ye Xiaodi had done, and naturally no one knew how many steps Ye Xiaodian had taken in the chaos, including himself, who had never remembered it.

But in fact, Ye Xiaodi was already very close to the eyeball he was curious about, so close that it seemed to be within reach.

It's just that no one knows about it either.

Ye Xiaodi had already fallen, but it was floating in the void. Frowning in a coma, when he fell, the eyeball in mid-air moved slightly, and then the broken knife also moved slightly, when it passed by Ye Xiaodie, the blade of the broken knife cut through the canvas wrapped around Ye Xiaodie's body, and naturally cut through Ye Xiaodie's shoulder, but Ye Xiaodie did not fall in a pool of blood, although his clothes were tattered, they were still clean.

"Zha!"

The sound came from nowhere in the chaos, but the eyeballs suspended in mid-air were beating so violently that they were no longer quiet.

"Poof!"

In the chaos, the sudden sound was echoed by a knife roar.

The broken knife that cut through Ye Xiaodi's shoulder was like a mosquito that had been hungry for a long time, eating Ye Xiaodi's blood and stomach. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the word "zha", it might not be impossible for Ye Xiaodi to become a dry corpse.

The eyeball in mid-air changed its expression several times in an instant, but the broken knife under it seemed to be a drunk man who had drunk too much, swaying, and looking at the eyeball with "squinted eyes", like an old man who had experienced wind and frost watching the yellow-mouthed child frolicking in front of him. Then the old man got annoyed and let out a roar.

The ending is like in all the scenes, when the old man doesn't squeak, the child frolicks, but after the old man gets tired of it, the child scatters in a hurry!

The eyeballs fled into the distance, the broken knife flashed red slightly, and I don't know if I lost the interest in chasing or was unable to chase anymore.

The chaos gradually dissipated, and Ye Xiaodi and the broken knife flew down, but at this time, the distance between the two was difficult for the broken knife to touch Ye Xiaodi's blood.

The red color on the broken knife gradually dimmed, and it tried to get close to Ye Xiaodi, but in the end it was only in vain and helpless.

Knock –

I don't know how long it took to be in free fall, after smashing a huge pit on the ground it touched, the pain all over his body finally made the sleeping Ye Xiaodi feel excited, and he came to pull onions on dry land.

"Fortunately, I have the sword guard of Aoba Sword Song, otherwise the ghost knows what he will fall into!"

Jumping out of the huge pit in front of him, Ye Xiaodie silently rejoiced.

"Huh?"

Ye Xiaodie woke up suddenly, he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but since there was a ground appearance, didn't he fall back to the world directly?

Ye Xiaodie's back was chilled by his own thoughts, and after several times of confirmation, Ye Xiaodie was sure that the place he was in was still the heavenly realm.

After confirming, Ye Xiaodie's heart was relieved, and another mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat.

Buzz –

With a trembling sound, the blood that should have fallen to the ground from Ye Xiaodi's air was all absorbed by the broken knife beside him, and even the surrounding slag turned into dust and was adsorbed on the blade of the broken knife.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Xiaodie was stunned, and then Ye Xiaodie, who was half-kneeling, sat directly on the ground.

His eyes looked at the sky, although everything in his eyes was far less blue than Wudang Mountain, but fortunately, he could keep Ye Xiaodie's mind quiet and in a clear state.

The quiet that no one disturbed almost made Ye Xiaodi fall asleep with the wind, but fortunately, after a long time, he still had basic vigilance. On the one hand, he was fighting his spirits, and on the other hand, he couldn't help but recall all the things in Dagu Peak, Ye Xiaodi and the broken knife beside him did not disturb anyone.

For about a quarter of an hour, Ye Xiaodi's breathing gradually became even, and the broken knife beside him was still lying quietly beside him.

On the ground, Ye Xiaodi suddenly turned over, and the tough aura on his body was also murderous. This made the broken knife stunned, but before it could react, the overwhelming sword qi had already smashed on its body.

The red light of the broken knife blade became more and more dim, but Ye Xiaodi did not accept it when he saw it, but spared no effort to continue to chase and fight.

If it is others, they may be surprised by what the broken knife is, but Ye Xiaodi is different, and it is a pity that the broken knife met Ye Xiaodie. Taibai Eight Swords, Great Dragon Surprise, Great Emperor Bell, that is not a spiritual shocking divine soldier? Ye Xiaodi has seen a lot, so he is not an accident, but silently seizes the time to adjust his body. The scene of the confrontation with the Great Emperor Zhong is still vivid, in the face of the broken knife, Ye Xiaodie did not dare to be careless, after a round of sword qi, followed by a fist smash.

An eyeball floating in mid-air, Ye Xiaodi still remembers it vividly, and if he can compete with that eyeball, Ye Xiaodi will not believe that the guy in front of him is a general.

Even though the blade of the knife was broken, even though the blood-red light on the blade gradually became dim, Ye Xiaodi still didn't dare to be careless. Carefully reining in his qi, Ye Xiaodi was afraid that he would feel his intentions by this broken knife, and he would fight with himself to break the net. But now he suddenly made a difficulty, coupled with the baptism of Aoba Sword Song and Eight Thousand Miles...... The corners of Ye Xiaodie's mouth showed a hint of a triumphant smile, and then the force in his hand increased a few points.

"Are you convinced?"

The movements of Ye Xiaodie's hand did not stop, and the strength did not decrease, and the broken knife could not make a trembling sound at all. And he couldn't hear the trembling sound of the broken knife indicating submission, and Ye Xiaodi, who had been recuperating for a long time, naturally pursued the strategy of beating until he was served.

After a long time, Ye Xiaodie, who had a dry mouth, really couldn't lift his strength, so he held the broken knife in his hand.

"I know you're not convinced, but you're losing!"

Ye Xiaodie's voice was filled with indescribable exhaustion.

Broken Knife was also very depressed, "Although Lao Tzu almost sucked you into a dry corpse, but after sucking your blood, he was planning to cooperate with you, why did he beat Lao Tzu?"