Man is a knife, and a knife is a man!

The wrinkles and dead skin have faded away, and the old man of the sword god is like a dead body, returning to his youth.

The life of the dying old man has returned to its peak!

Although he has no sword in his hand, he himself is a knife!

Turning his palms into knives, pointing from afar, the four great innate grandmasters did not dare to face their front for a while, and a huge crisis rose in their hearts.

In their senses, where is this person in front of them?

It's clearly a humanoid sword!

The whole body was wrinkled like a scabbard, and after it faded, the divine knife came out of the sheath, and the young man's sword was sharp.

Fan Wuxin, the three sword kings, and the four of them all trembled slightly with their hands holding the knife for a while, as if they had met the ancestor of the knife, and they almost didn't even have the courage to take out the knife, and they trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

"Is this the world's first knife......? I'm trying to hide myself as a knife!"

Compared to others who were intimidated by the young sword god's qi, Lu Chunliang's eyes were deep, and he penetrated the true secret of the old man's rejuvenation.

Although the treasure knife is powerful, it is still inevitable to encounter wind and sun exposure to wind and sun for a long time, and its edge will become dull.

This gives rise to one of the most essential tricks among the swordsmen, which is ......

Hidden Knife Technique!

Keep the edge of the knife in the scabbard, not from the outside world, and keep warming and growing.

As the so-called......

Raise a knife for a thousand days, and use it for a while.

When the hidden knife was unsheathed, the edge of a thousand days bloomed for a moment, enough to cut everything off.

This is a legendary sword path thaumaturgy!

Few people can do it!

This old man of the sword god deserves the name of "sword god", and he has thoroughly understood the true meaning of the hidden knife.

With people as the knife, the essence and spirit of oneself are hidden in the body and turned into tangible sword qi and warmed, so as to minimize the consumption of life.

The innate grandmaster has the ability to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, not only has a long lifespan, but also can maintain a strong force for the rest of his life, and the slowness of weakening is far better than that of ordinary martial artists.

But this old man of the sword god is different, his skin is wrinkled, and he is as old as rotten wood.

It is precisely in this way that he also offsets the consumption of time to the greatest extent and precipitates a large amount of life vitality.

Hide the knife with people!

Even if he is a hundred years old, once he is out of the sheath, he will immediately rejuvenate, repeat the peak of the time, and the vitality that has been accumulated for a hundred years will explode at one time, which is far better than before.

At this moment, the sword god returned to his youth, just standing there motionless, his eyes, breath, and movements ...... Any slight move will bring up a fierce force, turning into an invisible knife that hangs above everyone's head, with a sense of imminent disaster.

No one dared to speak out.

"The years go by, and the deceased is like this!" the young sword god opened his mouth slowly, looking up at the sky, staring deeply, "The way of heaven is ruthless, dominating all beings. Born in this world, we waited for the martial arts to reach the depths, although we have the means to change the heavens and the earth, but after all, we can't live forever like the legendary immortals.

I am bound like a sheaf of rice, and it beats me, and makes me red, and sifts me, and makes me peel off my husks, and grinds me until it is dusty, and kneades me until it is weak...... In the end, it even completely corroded me and turned me into a rotten knife in the world!

Heaven and earth are cages, and I regard them as scabbards, hiding my edge, and I turn into ......

The Sword of Heaven and Man!"

Although he did not use the knife, words are better than the blade.

Fan Wuxin and the three sword kings were extremely depressed, and the pressure was even greater than facing the blade.

Just because they know that their knives are still knives!

And the knife used by this young sword god is already close to the Tao......

"Make a move, master and apprentice, don't say that the old man didn't give you a chance!" the young sword god said coldly, obviously he had returned to his youth, but he was a "old man", and his words were heartfelt.

"Senior brother, senior sister, fight to the death!" Fan Wuxin gritted his teeth, "Even if we beg for mercy now, this old thief will not let us go!"

The hearts of the three sword kings sank to the extreme, as the little junior brother Fan Wuxin said.

Half a life as an apprentice, their own master has a cruel temperament, they naturally know that it is powerful!

There is only a knife in life, and no mercy is tolerated!

Begging for mercy is useless!

......

Slaughtered in all directions!

Great Shura Knife!

Bright moon rotation!

......

The three sword kings knew that there was already a huge gap in strength between themselves and their masters, and now that this old man of the sword god had returned to his youth, it would be terrifying just to face it.

If they don't go to the knife again, they are afraid that they will not have the courage to go out again!

The Butcher Knife King held a black stubby knife in his hand, the knife turned into a solid, heavy as a mountain, and under heavy pressure, it was like a divine axe that opened the sky and cracked the mountain, smashing everything and slaughtering all living beings in ten directions.

The thin knife of the Trickster Knife King jumped between his fingers, bursting out with an ominous blood, full of malice filled it, the knife light flickered, overlapping and turning into a knife wheel, falling into it, it would be cut by a thousand knives in an instant!

The cold knife king has slender hands, and the scimitar in his hand sweeps the air leisurely, the crescent moon, the first quarter moon, the gibbous moon, the full moon, the gibbous moon, the second quarter moon, and the second quarter moon...... It is as if there is a bright moon in the sky, rotating endlessly, sprinkling thousands of wisps of cold light, each of which is as cold as people's hearts.

......

The three of them didn't spare the slightest hand, and even the Xuan Xiang that was desperately trying to the top of their heads collapsed violently and converged into this knife.

For a time, even the air weather changed drastically,

In the face of the triple siege, the young sword god stood strangely and motionless, as if he had no intention of fighting back.

Rumble!

The next moment, his figure was completely submerged in the sweeping knife momentum, and he disappeared without a trace.

Is it done?

The three sword kings exhausted their strength and fell to the ground, but they were not happy when they saw this, only deep apprehension and disbelief.

Really......

In the midst of the chaos of the sword, a chuckle sounded.

"If the heavens let me decay, then I am the heaven of this sword!"

ClickClick...... Devouring sounds.

The faces of the three sword kings changed drastically.

I saw that in the surging sword qi, the cold and ruthless face of the young sword god was revealed, and there was a chewing sound in the air.

The sword light that the three sword kings slashed out with all their strength fell into the mouth of the young sword god like a tired bird entering the forest, and not even a single hair was injured.

It seems that this nine-foot young man is a peerless good knife just standing there.

As soon as this knife came out, ten thousand knives surrendered, which not only made it difficult to hurt him in the slightest, but also became his own strength.

Only one person jumped back and forth in the air with a knife, flickering and flickering, like an ancient assassin, elusive and invisible.

Eyebrows, heart, brain...... Almost at the same moment, the major vital points of the young sword god's body were stabbed from afar.

The sharp cut came, and without the tenacious heavy folds that had been blocked before, the young sword god's delicate skin now appeared with subtle blood marks.

He squinted his eyes, staring carefully at the subtle piercing ray of sharp light, and grinned.

"Okay! I thought of people as swords, but I didn't expect that there are still swords in this world that I can't control! Only the Tao is endless, and my Tao talent is also endless...... Look at the knife!"

A knife for heaven and man!

The young sword god's naked body, his hair was flying, and the vitality of heaven and earth roared, turning into the shape of a giant knife one zhang long in front of him.

He took a step and walked in.

Bang bang bang!

Man and knife in one.

He didn't move, all his sword qi was blocked, and he burst out of the Dao spark.

Fan Wuxin's eyes shrank, and he quickly retreated, retreating into the sword light again.

"Where to go?" the young sword god snorted, jumped up, and the whole person also turned into a sword light, chasing after him.

Heartless knife!

Celestial and human knives!

One is that the body is phaseless, ethereal and traceless, and it is difficult to trace.

One is to turn a human knife into a knife, breaking through the air and chasing after it.

Heart Knife, Heavenly Knife......

The two sword lights in front of you and behind immediately ran away from me in the air, and they seemed to have gotten rid of the shackles of the flesh, making it impossible for people to catch them.

Left, Right, East, South, West, North......

For a while, the sky was full of traces of sword and light collisions, which seemed to be everywhere, and in just an instant, hundreds of battles were exchanged.

At this time, the three sword kings didn't even have a chance to intervene.

Just because pseudo-congenital is not really congenital after all.

When it erupted, as time passed, the mystical elephant above their heads shriveled down as if it had shrunk into water, and their breath weakened.

And the hidden corners of the Divine Sword Villa are hidden one by one.

Although these people in the rivers and lakes did not face the power of the sword god, even if they were swept away by the aftermath, they didn't dare to gasp now, as if they had seen a ghost.

The scene in front of them had already surpassed their imagination of martial arts, and they had been promoted from the mundane to the like gods and saints.

It hasn't been too long to be shocked!

The knife is like a rainbow, cutting wantonly, everywhere, and a vast expanse.

Those who hide in the corners, they can't protect themselves.

From time to time, someone screamed and fell to the ground, and his body was already full of holes, pierced, cut, and torn...... It's miserable.

The young man was holding a woodcutter, his whole body was trembling, and his face, which had been tanned by the sun since he was a child, turned pale for a while.

But even so, he always gritted his teeth, even if his face was already crying bitterly, he refused to let go of the knife in his hand.

Now he is still too weak and too weak!

Not even the weakest warrior......

It was only with the help of the fairy sword that he could rush out of the main hall.

But now in the face of this god-like horror, even if you hold the fairy sword, it is useless.

When the knife can't cut through the obstacles, he understands that he can only endure patience when he is young, endure until he is truly strong, and then hold the knife to cut off all the injustices in his heart.

Unprecedentedly, an unprecedented obsession arose in the still immature heart of the black-faced boy, an incomparable desire, and the force of the world!

......

But there are too many sword qi, sweeping like a tide, as if it is about to drown the whole world.

The young man's face could not help showing boundless despair, his eyes were closed tightly, and the hand holding the knife never let go, the last moment of his life, only in this way could he bring him a trace of insignificant comfort.

Sou!

A breeze came, like an invisible hand, sweeping away all the fear in his heart.

The cold aura that swept over seemed to have suddenly dissipated, and it was no longer there.

The black-faced young man opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a slender figure dressed in a Taoist robe standing in front of him, ethereal and not like a mortal figure, high and upright, even if the sky collapsed in front of him, it was not enough to shake the figure in the slightest.

That figure was so familiar to the boy that although he had only seen it once, he would never forget it.

Just because the person in front of him had held his hand and slashed out that knife......

"Big Brother Fairy?"