Just when the battle between Chu Laike and Wan Yanli was about to break out, Ling Junlai suddenly stood up and said, "Brother Chu, the duel between me and them is not over yet, you can press the battle for me first." Chu Laike was surprised: "Brother Ling, you rest for a while, let me teach this guy a lesson first." Wan Yan said angrily: "It's not certain who will teach whom." Ling Junlai sighed: "Brother Chu's great kindness and virtue will always be felt in my heart, but Brother Chu doesn't need to wade into this troubled water, the Blood Knife Castle is my family matter, please Brother Chu listen to me once." Chu Laike thought that Ling Jun was very self-respecting, and he didn't want outsiders to come forward for him, but the opponent was too strong, how should you deal with it? However, he still respected Ling Junlai's decision, and said, "Guest is up to the host, please ask Brother Ling to take the lead." Ling Junlai arched his hand and said, "Thank you." After that, he stepped forward, pointed at Yan Li, Ni Hongyan, Tie Han, and Li Xiuzhi with his hand, and said, "It's still the four of you, come together." Everyone was amazed, thinking that Ling Junlai dared to challenge the four of them even though he knew that he was invincible, isn't this looking for death.

Chu Laike, who retreated to You Jingyao's side, also frowned, and asked in a low voice, "What now?" You Jingyao already understood her husband's determination to splash blood on Tianling, and couldn't help shedding two lines of tears, vaguely guessing the consequences of the matter, but she couldn't stop it, she supported her husband no matter what she did, choked up and shook her head: "I don't know, it's up to him to decide." Li Xiuzhi snorted coldly: "Since he wants to find death, we will fulfill him." Wan Yanli and Tie Han also echoed in unison. Although Ni Hongyan didn't speak, she also walked back.

The four of them can occupy a corner and surround Ling Junlai in the middle to prevent him from fighting guerrilla warfare with light skills. Who knew that Ling Junlai suddenly smiled and smiled at the blood knife. His palm gently stroked the blade of the blood knife, as if to say something to it, and then he gently pulled up his sleeve, the blade flipped over, and cut a big hole on his left arm, bleeding, blood dripped onto the blood knife like a bead chain, and the already red "blood knife" instantly glowed red, and the knife itself emitted a strong air current, blowing the ground to make Jun Lai's hair fly and his clothes fluttering. Anyone who has watched the finals in the Yanjing competition has seen this "sacrificial knife", especially Wan Yanli, who knows its power better.

The "Blood Knife" is a token of the castle owner, but everyone knows nothing about its origin, so that Junlai can use it superbly, and he must know its origin, but he has never told anyone. The "sacrificial knife" is a magical technique that uses the blood of the master to stimulate the demonic nature of the bloody knife and uses the power of the bloody knife to improve the skill. There is a huge amount of power hidden in the blood knife, and that demonic nature can be controlled by no ordinary person, and if it is not done, it will make people lose their minds and become bloodthirsty and manic murderers.

He only used the "sacrificial knife" in the Yanjing finals, and it was also extremely dangerous at that time, and he changed to the "Nine Absolute Blood Knives" after only a few knives, and he almost couldn't control the demonic nature in his chest. Now facing the siege of the four masters, it is almost impossible to escape, so he uses it again without any scruples, intending to die with his opponent.

The air flow on the blood knife gathered more and more, covering Ling Junlai's whole body, and only his vague figure could be seen. With his loud shout, the air flow disappeared immediately, and the audience exclaimed, only to see Ling Junlai's hair bun being swept away by the air current, and the long red hair fluttered in the wind, in addition to the hair turning red, the eyebrows and eyes also turned blood red, and the throat emitted a beast-like moan, and the murderous aura filled the heavens and the earth, like a demon god descending to earth. At this time, he is no longer Ling Junlai, he has handed over his body to the Blood Knife, and let the demonic attack occur.

Ni Hongyan frowned, her breathing was heavy, and the hair on her body stood upside down. Li Xiuzhi trembled all over, and he wanted to run away, but his legs didn't obey the change, and he couldn't take a step. Only the blind Tie Han was in an unknown condition, and he could only feel Ling Junlai's huge aura and murderous aura, and a sense of fear hit his heart, and he couldn't help but ask what happened, no one had the time to explain to him, and the audience held their breath for fear of waking up this "monster".

Wanyan Wushu was dumbfounded, and even forgot to be afraid, and when he talked about it to people afterwards, he said that Ling Junlai was either a god general from the Heavenly Palace, or a demon king from the underworld, in short, he was by no means a human. You Jingyao also saw her husband like this for the first time, and she also had an unbelievable look. Chu Laike was mixed with joy and sorrow, he guessed that Ling Junlai must have sacrificed something in exchange for the current "transformation", and he was happy that the situation suddenly reversed, and if there was danger, he would leave them completely.

Ling Junlai suddenly moved, he held a knife in one hand, slowly stepped forward, Wan Yanli suddenly felt a mountain-like pressure rushing towards his face, his usual self-confidence was gone, and he felt that any martial arts were useless in front of this "demon king", and he couldn't help but retreat. Only Tie Han was still standing in place with a puzzled expression. Although he couldn't see Ling Jun coming forward, he had an unprecedented sense of danger, and couldn't help but ask loudly: "What the hell is going on, why don't you speak." ”

Ling Junlai stood silently in front of him, his blood-red eyes empty and indifferent, without a trace of emotion. The iron cat's keen ears just couldn't hear his footsteps, and a sense of fear enveloped his whole body, and he trembled all over, as if he smelled the breath of death, and sweat trickled down. A dead man summoned up his courage and shouted, "Lord of the Iron Castle, the king is coming right in front of you." Tie Han's body trembled, and his instinctive palms struck out, hitting Ling Junlai's chest. His iron palm was enough to shatter the hard granite, but Ling Junlai did not move, but he himself was shocked and flew out, knocking down a dead man, and the first few people died on the spot, Tie Han vomited blood wildly, dying, and fell right at the feet of Wanyan Wushu. Wanyan Wushu was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped back, and the look of horror on his face was even worse.

Tie Han trembled and stretched out his hand to Wanyan Wushu, panting, "Help...... Save me. Wanyan Wushu was full of fear in his heart, how could he be in the mood to save him, Tie Han was just a pawn for him to deal with Ling Junlai, and he had no value in itself. Tie Han's arm slowly drooped, and before he died, he thought of Tie Ying, and couldn't help but cry and be in pain. His ambition not only ruined his own life, but also disappointed his own child, and he only wanted to see Iron Eagle again and ask for his forgiveness. Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved, Tie Ying was an upright child, with his own opinions, much stronger than himself, what was there to worry about. He slowly closed his eyes and exhaled the last breath of his life. This old man who had the opportunity to become a martial arts hero died like this, no one paid attention to his life or death, and no one even looked at him, which may be the fate and sorrow of the loser. But no matter what kind of mistakes he made during his lifetime, people will not pursue them after death. Those words of regret that didn't have time to say may be able to slowly confess to Lu Yi and Jiang Feiyan on Huangquan Road. (To be continued.) )