The knife is a ruthless knife.

Silent and falling......

Outside the Divine Sword Villa, the swordsmen who were close to the village and the people in the surrounding rivers and lakes only felt a fierce killing machine passing by, and the chill lingered all over their bodies.

Knives, so fast!

They did not even fear death.

Vertical knife, swing knife, retract knife......

The bull riding trail turned his palm into a knife, and after swinging the knife, he collected the trick, so fast that they didn't even have time to blink their eyelids.

ClickClick......

Bursts of shattering.

When they looked back, they immediately saw that the indestructible test stone that fell from the sky was densely cracked, spreading like a spider web, and finally disintegrating like a golden mountain and a jade pillar.

The strange stones outside the sky were so heavy that they fell to the ground with a bang.

"This knife..."

The scene fell silent, and everyone looked at each other silently.

No knife in your hand is better than a knife!

The test stone that everyone tried their best to leave the slightest scar was smashed by a simple hand knife, so that they couldn't accept it for a while, and the Jianghu Temple and the Martial Arts Temple for decades were all crushed by force.

He was about eighteen years old, and he had not dried up and came by bull......

A pair of eyes locked on this unknown bull riding trail, only to feel that its body was shrouded in an impenetrable fog.

Such an amazing sword attainment, by such a kid, the words are so barren that I don't know how to describe it.

Under the glance of the bull riding trail, they unconsciously flashed their eyes and did not dare to look directly.

"How is it? Now I can go in, right?" Seeing that the swordsmen of the Divine Sword Villa were still in place, stunned like wooden chickens, Lu Chunliang sighed.

"Your Excellency, please come in!" all the swordsmen were like the first dream of a big dream, and with a loud bang, they made a straight road to the villa, stood on both sides, bowed slightly, and their faces were already full of respect, and they no longer dared to have the slightest contempt.

Bellow......

Lu Chunliang patted the cow's head and walked up slowly.

Everywhere he went, everyone unconsciously got out of the way and watched him go.

"Huh?" a soft sigh sounded from the crowd, and a pair of dark eyes fixed on him.

......

"Is that the person?"

"The hand knife splits the test stone, it's so domineering!"

"His cultivation has at least reached the acquired dark power, ranking above the fifth grade!"

"It's unimaginable to be so young, so forceful!"

......

Inside the villa, the main hall is spacious.

As soon as Lu Chunliang walked into it, he immediately attracted a lot of attention, full of scrutiny.

Apparently someone reported that a scene had taken place outside the village.

Everyone carries swords, but he is the only one who wears a sword, dresses as a Taoist, and is so young, it is really quite conspicuous.

Everyone was curious about him, but Lu Chunliang had no intention of talking to others, so he went straight to a remote place and sat down.

"Hmph......" Seven or eight snorted coldly, as if seeing him rude, some people were dissatisfied.

There was an air machine in the air that came through the air, like an invisible knife, falling on the head and oppressing.

Lu Chunliang's body only shook slightly, and the air planes in the air were scattered one after another.

There was another muffled grunt.

There were seven or eight people around who were clutching their chests and coughing, but they were all white and their breath was chaotic, as if they had been hit hard.

This person is not a good stubble!

In an instant, everyone reached a consensus, and they looked at Lu Chunliang's eyes and dodged it, not daring to test it easily.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts!

The people in the rivers and lakes under the mountain really love to fight fiercely!

Lu Chunliang shook his head and gradually began to get used to it.

I have to say that after the invisible confrontation and deterrence, it is not a bad thing, but it allows him to be clean for a while.

With a slight movement of the ears, there is a wave of sound in all directions, sweeping in.

If you can get the guidance of the old man of the sword god, it is really a blessing in life!"

"yes, I wonder who can fall on such a good thing?"

"Don't be a sycophant! You don't know the domineering of the Divine Sword Villa? If it weren't for that, how many people would be willing to come to this so-called Sword Tasting Conference and sacrifice the secret treasure in the door in humiliation!"

......

The voice is noisy, mixed with quarrels, and full of all kinds of complex emotions.

"It seems that there are also many stories behind this knife competition!" Lu Chunliang chuckled and turned to look to the left, "Brother Tai, did you say yes?"

"Uh, Your Excellency really has a high opinion!" The person who came didn't expect that he was discovered before he got close, and he was caught off guard for a while, but he was not an ordinary person, his face twitched slightly and returned to normal color, as if nothing happened,

It seems unintentional, but it is intentional.

This person seems to have come specifically to find himself?

"Please take a seat!" Seeing that the person who came was elegant, like a harmless scholar, but it was quite different from those fierce-faced people in the rivers and lakes, it should not be some brainless troublemaker, Lu Chunliang also stretched out his hand to signal.

The person who came was not informal, nodded and smiled, and sat down opposite.

"The knife tasting contest begins, please present knives!"

Suddenly, I heard a deep shout, and when someone sat down in each seat, I saw three swordsmen stepping out, and the qi around them was overwhelming, and they all reached the acquired realm.

At the head was a burly man, holding a thick black and thick short knife, the blade was not obvious, not like an ordinary blade, but more like a butcher's knife.

Woowoo......

The knife swirled between the fingers, dancing into a whirlwind.

The yin owl man had a sickly face, and a pair of eyes looked at it, but it made people's flesh and blood cold, like being scraped bones.

The third person was unexpectedly a woman with a cold face, with a hideous scar at the corner of her left eye, which was cut from the corner of her eye to her chin, twisted like an ugly reptile, and was so big that no one dared to laugh at her.

Just because she was holding a Hook Moon scimitar in her hand, although it was through the scabbard, there was still a sharp edge, which was dazzling.

"Are they the three major apprentices of the old man of the Sword God, the three sword kings of tyranny, treachery, and cold?"

"It's really extraordinary! People are like their knives, they are the first knife in the world, and the name of the sword king is worthy of the name!"

"One of these three people will be the future master of the Divine Sword Villa!"

"Don't talk nonsense, the old man of the sword god has parents and children alive, how can the position of the villa fall into the hands of outsiders?"

"What can a waste person who is born with weak meridians do?"

......

There are no impermeable walls in the rivers and lakes.

While everyone was talking, Lu Chunliang listened attentively and already had a little understanding of the matter of this Divine Sword Villa.

"It seems that Your Excellency is also participating in this sword competition for the first time!" the elegant scholar observed his words and smiled.

Lu Chunliang said noncommittally, "Then please ask Brother Tai for more advice!"

"You're polite, you're polite!" The scholar didn't make a fuss, as if he was deliberately talking, and he started talking.

"There are millions of sword techniques in the world, but the four are the highest, the heart knife is invisible, the butcher knife kills, the divine knife is the highest, and the demon god is desperate! And the old man of the sword god who is the master of the Divine Sword Villa has only three kinds, and he has three major disciples, each of whom has one, the eldest disciple of the Tyrant Sword King practices the butcher's knife, the second disciple of the Trick Knife King practices the magic knife, and the third disciple of the Cold Knife King practices the divine knife! In recent years, as the old man of the sword god gradually decays, these three disciples in order to seize the position of the Divine Sword Villa, but also for the name of the world's first knife, but ......the secret fight is not stopped."

The elegant scholar was blunt, and at the end of his mouth, the corners of his mouth showed a sneering smile for a while.

And no matter how secretive he said, Lu Chunliang only smiled and didn't say anything from beginning to end, without showing any different colors.

Seeing this, the scholar's eyes became darker and darker.

There is the danger of mountains and rivers in the chest, and the depth of the city in the belly.

This person does not show mountains, does not show water, and his scheming is so deep that he can't spy on it at all, it's really a variable!

I hope it doesn't spoil my big thing!

Otherwise, I only have ......

He secretly suppressed the gloom in the corners of his eyes.

At this time, there was another heavy shout in the assembly hall.

"The three sword kings are Rongyu, my big knife gate has a hundred years of Xuantie, and I am willing to dedicate it to the villa. Use this iron to cast a knife, blow the hair and break the snow, and sharpen the iron like mud!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen men in short coats in strong suits carried a box of heavy objects and stepped forward, exhausted and panting.

"Dark iron is rare, it can be regarded as a medium-grade knife!

The three sword kings didn't owe it to Feng after a few more glances, and the overlord sword king led by them said a rare word.

"Thank you Sword King, thank you Sword King!" but he didn't expect that the person from the Great Sword Gate was in ecstasy, as if he had gotten rid of some kind of deep fear, and hurriedly retreated.

There is no shortage of envious eyes all around.

"Sword King, my Li family has an ancestral one-armed sword book, and I am willing to present it!" A group of men in green clothes stepped forward, their faces full of humiliation, but they had to swallow their anger.

"Knife Spectrum, take it!" The three sword kings were slightly interested, and immediately there were swordsmen around who held a volume of broken sword books and presented them to the three sword kings one by one, and they passed it on and looked at it, and nodded slowly.

The knife danced between the fingers and laughed.

"I didn't expect your Li family to have such a strange knife spectrum! Although the realm is mediocre, the last move of the mandala dance is a sublimation work, which can be described as a top-grade knife! Go back, within ten years, the villa will protect your Li family without worry!"

"Thank you Sword King!" When everyone in the Li family heard this, they immediately turned their worries into joy, and they bowed down one after another, leaving the pain of losing the sword score behind.

"Sword King, I also have a volume of nameless sword books, please take a look!"

"Broken knife scores, indiscriminate refills! Come on, call me out!"

"The Sword King spares his life!"

"The three sword kings, after three years of hard work, they were lucky enough to get ten catties and two taels of pure gold, and they are willing to dedicate it to the mountain villa to forge knives!"

"You have a heart! This thing can be regarded as the best knife!"

"To be able to win the favor of the Sword King, I am lucky in the next three lives!"

......

It is said that it is a knife tasting conference, but it is like a knife sacrifice conference.

Everyone in the hall stepped forward one by one and contributed all kinds of rare and strange things.

If you get a compliment or two, you will be happy, and if you are reprimanded, you will be terrified.

The elegant scholar looked at it coldly, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Your Excellency can also see it clearly! The Divine Sword Villa is the overlord of a radius of a hundred miles, and all sects and martial arts families must raise their noses and survive, and dare not disobey the slightest, otherwise there will be a disaster of annihilation." It is also necessary to worship every year for the mountain villa to practice swords, otherwise there will be disaster! Your Excellency is really unlucky, if you break into this place, if you don't leave anything, it will be difficult to leave!"

Although his mouth was calm, he couldn't hide a trace of sarcasm when he spoke, and there was even more faint temptation.

"Is it the first knife in the world?

Lu Chunliang smiled slightly, not panicked.

seemed to be an understatement, but it made the elegant scholar's eyes shrink sharply.

The lord of this Divine Sword Villa ranks twenty-ninth on the dragon list, and his sword skills are dominant, although his strength is far from being the first in the world, but if he talks about his sword skills, the world is so big, it is difficult to find an opponent.

Otherwise, it will not occupy the name of the first knife in the world, and no one can challenge it so far.

This person said so lightly, could it be that he is a madman who doesn't know what to do?

But looking at his look, it doesn't look like it!

Whether it is friend or foe, the temptation is unpredictable, it is better to avoid it......

As long as it wasn't for the old ghost's friend, there would be no big trouble today!

Thinking of this, the scholar had already made a decision in his heart, and arched his hand towards Lu Chunliang, "Brother Tai, you are really arrogant!"

After he complimented him, he had no intention of talking, and seeing that the knife conference was in full swing, he simply walked straight to the field and shouted.

"In Xiajianghu scattered people Wan Le'an, I have long admired the name of the first knife in the world of Shendao Villa, so I specially offer a fairy knife, please taste the three sword kings!"

Let's say, as soon as he made a move, he saw two fierce men outside the hall coming with knife boxes in their hands, which instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

It's just that this knife-holding manservant is powerful, and he is also two acquired masters.

The next person has such a cultivation, and this scholar has an extraordinary background.

What he wants to sacrifice is a fairy sword?

Isn't it a magic knife, a treasure knife, a demon knife? Why is it called a fairy knife?

Could it really be left behind by the immortals?

......

For a while, everyone's breath became heavy.

Those who can enter this knife conference are all people who practice knives.

BMW with heroes, good knives with heroes.

For these swordsmen, a rare sword is definitely a precious thing that is difficult to refuse.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes locked on the knife box, and even the three sword kings gathered their eyes.

"Open the box!" scholar Wan Le'an smiled lightly and clapped his hands.

The two manservants immediately opened the box.

There is no cold light dazzling, no sword and dragon roar, no sharp energy...... Unexpectedly, there was a rotten wood knife in the box, densely covered with rust and cracked.

After a brief moment of consternation, everyone was furious as if they had been humiliated.

"Bold, dare to be presumptuous at this knife conference!"

"You dare to deceive us, you don't want to live anymore!"

"This is obviously a rotten wood-chopping knife, how dare you pretend to be a treasure knife?

......

The person refining the sword was already in a violent temper and glared angrily.

It seems that as long as this scholar doesn't give a proper explanation, I'm afraid he can't help but slash it down.

The three sword kings were even more gloomy, full of unkindness.

"Huh?" Lu Chunliang swept the rotten firewood knife for a moment, and thought about it.

......The situation was critical, but the scholar Wan Le'an was not shocked and laughed, looked around at everyone, and said slowly: "You are right! This is indeed a woodcutter, but it is a woodcutter that has been lit by immortals, what is it if it is not a fairy knife? It is said that three days ago, the boundary of Xiangyang, thousands of miles away, was flooded. There was once an immortal who held this knife in his hand and cut through the flood with one move. It took a lot of trouble to get it, and it took a lot of time to get it here!"

How can anyone in this world be able to split the flood with a knife?"

"The flood is a natural disaster!

"The legend of the immortals is ethereal, didn't you make it out of thin air?"

......

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

For this scholar's words, everyone didn't believe it at all.

"There are really immortals in the world, what is there to question about this fairy knife?" scholar Wan Le'an smiled mysteriously and ordered, "Bring him up!"

Then everyone was pushed away, and two more strong male servants of the acquired realm hugged a black-faced young man in ragged clothes and stepped forward.

This fairy knife looks like it's just a broken wood knife, but it hasn't met its owner. When the fairy knife enters the master, it will immediately burst out with its original edge! Everyone, look at it!" After that, without waiting for everyone to think about it, Wan Le'an held the firewood knife in one hand and stuffed it into the hand of the black-faced young man.

Suddenly brought to this majestic hall, under the forced gaze of those fierce Jianghu people, the black-faced young man involuntarily tried to curl up.

Everyone looked at it coldly.

Joke!

Don't say whether this fairy knife is real or fake!

Even if it is true, how can this beggar boy be the master of the fairy sword?

At this time, the black-faced young man was in a state of anxiety, and suddenly a hard object was forcibly stuffed into his hand, and the rough friction was so familiar, rubbing against his palm.

He instinctively clung to it, and in an instant, the big stone in his heart fell, and all his timidity was dispelled.

"Huh?" there was a burst of surprise on the field.

Suddenly found that the moment the black-faced young man in front of him held the knife, the whole person's popularity was like a different person.

The ant-like beggar held the worn-out woodcutter, and the whole person was like a peerless knife pulled out of the scabbard, bursting with cold light.

Among them, there is an ethereal and traceless aura, without the bloody, domineering, and brutality of ordinary knives...... but like clouds in the sky, they do not fall into the dust.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, but there is a peerless edge.

"This sword ......" The three sword kings suddenly got up, their eyes blazing.

With the knife in hand, there is a earth-shaking change.

This immortal knife must contain the truth of the sword in order to influence its master.

A beggar who has almost no cultivation in his body can turn into a clever swordsman.

And the three of them are all rare sword masters in the rivers and lakes, if they can get this knife, how much will their skills grow?

The other Jianghu people present obviously thought of this, staring at the black-faced young man with green eyes, to be precise, staring at the worn-out woodcutter in his hand, like a beast staring at its prey, as if it was eager to strip it and pull its bones.

The originally popular knife tasting meeting was quiet for a while, and it was silent for a long time, only the sound of gradually heavy breathing remained

Only the eyes are looking at each other, which is quite mysterious.

The treasure is moving!

As soon as the fairy knife was born, the eyes of these swordsmen were bloodshot, and they were ready to move, and they gradually couldn't hold back their impulsiveness.

The three sword kings waved their hands, and the swordsmen guarding the village behind them were ready to attack.

Only the initiator, scholar Wan Le'an, didn't know where to take out a folding fan, fanned it slightly, and was not in a hurry.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn, making people breathless, and the battle for the knife was about to break out.

"Good knives!"

Suddenly, a hoarse snort was heard, piercing sharply into the eardrum.

For a while, everyone's heads and feet were cold, and they only felt a basin of cold water poured over their heads, extinguishing all the mania at once.

Following the prestige, they suddenly saw a tall old man with a rickety body dressed in gray robes, walking barefoot on the iron seat at the top of the main hall.

The gray robe shrouded his face, and he couldn't see his true face, only a pair of deep eyes were as cold as knives, falling silently, slashing at his heart, suppressing his breath.

"Meet the master!" As soon as the gray-robed old man appeared, the three sword kings immediately bowed respectfully and fell to the ground.

"The first knife in the world!"