"Breaking the Moon Magic Knife", a magic knife born in the Wukun Mountains, has gone through more than 400 years in the long yellow sand, Yan Rongxue, Xiao Zhong, Ren I old man and other generations of demons who have made the rivers and lakes frightened, are crazy to fight for this magic knife, and it is under the siege of people in the rivers and lakes of various counties who do not hesitate to enter the desert for thousands of miles, so that the magic knife continues to change hands.

Fifty years ago, when the chaos in the Dou Xiu Realm caused by the "Law Change", Yan Ronghao, the new master of the Demon Sword, infiltrated the three southeastern counties, trying to control the three southeastern counties by controlling the patriarchal faction, and then realize the Yan Rong family's plan to restore the country that lasted for three hundred years;

And a high monk of the Southern Buddha Sect felt that the demonic energy of the demon knife was too heavy and polluted people's hearts, so he sacrificed his cultivation to condense the blood of the blood in his heart, and then took his heart and sealed the "Broken Moon Demon Knife" with blood, and the magic knife disappeared again.

It wasn't until twenty years ago that more than 20 people in the Tianhua Sect's head and disciple Zhang Minghe were killed that people heard the name of the "Moon Breaking Demon Knife" again.

In the side courtyard of the Anjiang Dart Bureau, a lacquer-red knife coffin nearly half of Xie Kun's height was directly inserted into the marble floor.

"Is it any wonder that this is really the Moon Breaking Demon Knife?" Yang Lingfeng looked at the strange lines on the knife coffin, and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, and couldn't help but want to touch the knife coffin.

Seeing this, Wei Gongye on the side hurriedly shouted: "Virtuous nephews can't!"

But it was too late, just when Yang Lingfeng was about to touch the knife coffin, he instantly felt a cold knife qi in the knife coffin, and subconsciously turned his body and flew over the knife coffin like a swift wind blowing willows.

When everyone saw Yang Lingfeng's figure again, they saw that his shirt had been cut out, and he was holding an ice blade as thin as a cicada's wings in his right hand.

"What a powerful sword qi!" Xie Kun glanced at the knife coffin and walked to Yang Lingfeng's side; "As far as I can see, this sword qi should be hidden on the surface of the knife coffin, and it will be activated as long as a living creature touches it." ”

Yang Lingfeng glanced at the ice blade that disappeared between his fingers, and said to Xie Kun: "Brother Lu, judging from the following, there are still fifteen or sixteen sword qi left on this knife coffin, although it can be resolved with my own strength, but in order to avoid accidents, I also ask Brother Lu to help resolve the missing knife qi on the periphery." ”

"Brother Yang, but don't worry. ”

"Good. Yang Lingfeng glanced at Xie Kun, who was full of confidence, and then pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the whole person flew towards the sword coffin like a violent wind.

And in an instant, as if all the mechanisms had been triggered, more than a dozen sword qi shaped like cicada wings flew in the wind, but they were never able to fly out of the wind.

Xie Kun, who was pressing the formation behind, watched Yang Lingfeng drive and change the flight path of the sword qi through his elegant figure, and couldn't help but admire: "I didn't expect Brother Yang to be able to practice 'The Invisible Wind' to such a realm at such an age. ”

At this time, the sword body of the long sword in Yang Lingfeng's hand seemed to be gone, as if he was wielding an empty sword hilt, but where he swung it, a sword qi must have disappeared, and under the eyes of everyone behind him who were amazed, admired, and envious, more than a dozen sword qi were also dissolved one by one.

Yang Lingfeng, who returned the sword to the sheath again, looked at the knife coffin again, and found that the strange lines on it seemed to have lost their vitality and luster, and it was already lifeless, and there was no sense of familiarity.

Yang Lingfeng walked around the coffin twice to confirm that there was no danger, then his right hand pressed on the coffin, and with a "up", the coffin was pulled up from the ground, Yang Lingfeng was afraid that there were other organs in the coffin, so he held the coffin with both hands and carefully put it on the ground, and then squatted down to check for a while, and then got up and signaled safety to everyone.

Seeing that the knife coffin was taken out safely, Wei Gongye was half relieved, and then followed everyone to the knife coffin, and everyone searched for a long time but did not find a place to open the knife coffin.

"Well, don't look for it. At this time, Wei Gongye sighed lightly and said: "This knife coffin is made of Tianlang Xuantian Lock, and only those who have this key know how to open and close." ”

After everyone heard the name of "Tianlang Xuantian Lock", they looked at the knife coffin again, and they all gave up the idea of opening the knife coffin; Yang Lingfeng patted the ashes on his hand and walked to Wei Gongye and asked, "Uncle Wei, do you know where this knife coffin is going to be transported?"

"Nephew come with me. Wei Gongye said and led everyone out of the small gate of the side courtyard, and at this time, the sharp-eyed Yang Lingfeng saw 5 gold coins in five corners nailing a black-green card to the stone wall.

"5 gold coins? It seems that this owner is also a bold man. Ha ha. Yang Lingfeng laughed and pulled out his long sword, his hand trembled slightly, and suddenly the sword qi flew towards the five gold coins like a blooming flower.

However, as the sword flower approached, everyone heard a sharp and piercing sound like a bee, and the sword flower was suddenly scattered everywhere, and the 5 gold coins that were originally still on the stone wall were also shaking rapidly, and finally under the continuous "pounce" sound, the 5 copper coins broke through the wall and flew towards Yang Lingfeng.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword in Yang Lingfeng's hand turned into a tornado and sucked all the 5 gold coins into it, after a clanging metal collision, everyone felt that their eyes suddenly calmed down, and Yang Lingfeng had already put the sword into the sheath, and the 5 gold coins were also lying honestly in the palm of his hand.

"Interesting, Uncle Web, I'll pick up the dart for you this time!" Before Yang Lingfeng's words fell, the person had already come to the stone wall to catch the black and green cards that had fallen down......

Wei Chaoran, Zhang Minghe's sworn brother, the current master of the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, is the best thing in his life is to write its experience for a weapon that can have a name, and the consignee of the knife coffin is Wei Chaoran, but the address is not the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, but the Ten Thousand Soldiers Tomb, a place to bury weapons that have lost their name qualifications.

Outside Duyu City, a luxurious carriage drove on the official road, and people with a little experience in the rivers and lakes avoided it one after another after seeing the word "Shang He" written on the flag.

At the border on the outskirts of the city, the carriage that had been galloping for nearly four hours finally stopped.

Yang Lingfeng, who was in the carriage, saw that the carriage stopped, so he arched his hand to the man in Tsing Yi who closed his eyes on the opposite side and said, "Brother Tai, thank you for the help of the Lei Pavilion Master for this trip." Then he picked up the tightly wrapped knife coffin next to him and jumped out of the carriage with Xie Kun.

Considering the secrecy and safety of this trip, everyone decided to be escorted by Yang Lingfeng and Xie Kun, who were the highest cultivators, while Qian Baimo and Yu Qiuying stayed in the Anjiang Dart Bureau, in order to confuse the people in the rivers and lakes to think that the knife coffin was still in the dart game, and at the same time, they could keep everyone safe in the city.

"Brother Yang. Looking at the endless fields on both sides of the official road, Xie Kun asked casually: "In my opinion, this kind of deception should not be able to deceive the owner behind the scenes." ”

"Brother Lu is really the same as what I saw. ”

"Oh?" Xie Kun couldn't help but smile when he saw Yang Lingfeng's indifferent face: "Looking at Brother Yang's expression like this, I'm afraid it has already been arranged." ”

"Haha, even if the owner behind the scenes sees through my deception, he will never know where I will secretly display the warehouse. Yang Lingfeng laughed, took out the wine jug on his waist, hummed a country song, and walked directly to the field......

The Polar Night Inn, an inn at the junction of the three counties, is called an inn, but no merchant knows of its existence, and here, there are luxurious brothels, extravagant casinos, and the most exciting real gladiatorial ...... And all this, only the more ferocious and evil can enjoy higher service.

Someone once asked, "Why do you allow such filthy places to exist?" ”

Then Shang Yu God of War just said talkatively: "If there are no such people, then who will do the dirtiest and smelliest thing in this world?"

Half a month later, two scholars dressed up and carrying a wooden box that seemed to be able to hold people came to the archway of the "Polar Night Inn".

"Brother Yang, we are really in the mouth of a tiger when we go in. ”

"Haha Brother Lu, life is so exciting, so what's the fun. Wine. A scholar smiled and drank bitterly with a wine jug, but people floated over the archway like a gentle breeze shaking willows.

The appearance of the two strange scholars attracted the attention of countless murderers, what could be the contents of the wooden box? Is it a corpse? or gold and silver treasures? A series of wolf-like eyes shot from all sides, and they watched as the two sat in a tea pot ventilated on all sides, but at this time no one was in a hurry to make a move, and everyone understood that the real winner of the hunt was the most able to hold his temper.

"Brother Yang, you're leading wolves to grab meat. Xie Kun, who was dressed as a scholar, said indifferently and stood the wooden box behind him on the ground with a light weight, and then sat in front of Yang Lingfeng.

"Little Er, bring your best wine, this is the wine money. Yang Lingfeng, who didn't care, raised his hand casually, and the five silver coins seemed to rotate slowly and flew towards the stone pillar next to the wooden box, and instantly embedded into the stone pillar without a sound, only revealing less than one-third outside.

However, in the eyes of the murderer who only has greed, this hand is just like a stone on the side of the road, although it knocks on the foot, it does not affect the robbery of the car.

Just as Yang Lingfeng picked up the wine jug and poured wine for Xie Kun, finally a big man couldn't help but be greedy, stood up from the open-air wine table and walked to the wooden box.

When the big man reached out and touched the wooden box, a silver coin on the stone pillar flew out; "Ah!" With the big man's scream, the silver coin was directly embedded in his palm.

"Haha. Yang Lingfeng, who was in the tea house, drank wine and laughed: "That silver coin is a reward for your courage." Ha ha. ”

Looking at the big man's painful face and quickly retreating, the murderer knew that he was a hard character, but so what, since ancient times, wealth and danger have been sought, in the face of bliss here, what can danger and life be worth?

So at this time, the retreat of the big man's injuries did not bring deterrence, but more and more fierce sharks gathered with the smell of blood.