"Hehe!" Hearing the beautiful girl's words, Chen Shenming laughed softly and shook his head slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Chen Shenming's indifferent look, the beautiful woman immediately became angry, glared at Chen Shenming with disgust, and snorted coldly: "What a guy who doesn't know what to do, Senior Brother Song, our inner disciples of the Double Sword Sect have been too arrogant recently, I think it is necessary for you to teach a lesson, so as not to lose the face of our Double Sword Sect outside!"

"That's it!" Song Jianghu smiled coldly, with a ray of jīng light in his eyes, slowly walked in front of Chen Shenming, and said in a deep voice: "Give you a chance, if you can pick me up, I will immediately turn around and leave, but if you can't catch it, then, immediately roll back to the Double Sword Sect, from now on, see me once, kowtow to me in a proper manner, and call Song Ye!"

"Pick you up?"

When Chen Shenming heard Song Jianghu's words, he raised his eyebrows, got up suddenly, and said in a cold voice: "Do you dare to take me with a knife?"

"Take you a knife?" When Song Jianghu heard Chen Shenming's words, he immediately burst out laughing, slapped his thigh, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and said sarcastically to the beautiful girl beside him: "Senior Sister Murong, do I have it."

Did you hear me wrong? He just asked me to take him with a knife, right? haha...... Small, have you drunk too much? What skills do you have? What skills do I have? What is your identity? What identity do I have? Not to mention taking you a knife, even if I take you ten knives, a knife,

What can you do? Do you think that with your little skill, you can shake my soldier's soul?"

"Can you break my cultivation body refining method?"

"Okay, Xiao, in order to convince you, as a core brother, I will also open your eyes today and know what the gap is!

Song Jianghu had a mocking smile on his face, his eyes were full of playfulness, and he laughed at Chen Shenming.

"Good!"

Chen Shenming didn't talk nonsense, Song Jianghu was really arrogant, and he was bullied on his head.

"Brush!"

Holding a knife in his right hand, a blood-red flying knife, the blade was shining, and the dark red light was like a stunning blood-sè lightning, flashing by, fast, almost in a blink of an eye, Chen Shenming had already swung the knife towards Song Jianghu.

"Red sè seventh-rank soldier soul flying knife!hehe, such a waste soldier soul, dare to speak wildly!" Song Jianghu couldn't help but laugh when he saw the soldier soul in Chen Shenming's hand, and the mocking smile in his eyes deepened.

"Wow!"

With a shock of one hand, in Song Jianghu's hand, a tiger's mouth treasure knife with orange light flashed out, bright light, on the treasure knife, a tiger head, majestic, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the extremely sharp knife blade in one bite.

This sword is four feet long, the handle is half a foot long, and the back of the knife is half an inch, the stamina is very strong, and the power is even more powerful.

"Red sè seventh-class soldier soul, refining the fivefold skill of the military realm, I am embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed!"

Song Jianghu rushed forward with the sword, and he only had deep disdain for Chen Shenming's soldier soul.

The soul of the flying knife soldier and the soul of the kitchen knife soldier are known as the worst of all the knife soldier souls, the power is weak, and the art of war is less, especially the kitchen knife soldier soul, which can be said to be a kind of waste soldier soul.

Never!

As for the Flying Knife Warrior Soul, although there was once a supreme soldier, it was only a flash in the pan, and it never appeared again.

"Hmph! I'll let you see my Song Jianghu's true strength today!"

Every time he said a word, the power of the divine weapon on the Warrior Soul Tiger Mouth Treasure Knife in Song Jianghu's hand was sharpened, and in the end, on the Soldier Soul, the light of the orange sè flashed in people's eyes, and the power of the incomparably sharp divine weapon lingered on it, and it was swallowed for a while, stabbing the surrounding air open, and this scene saw everyone around with horror on their faces.

"What a strong strength! Refining the sevenfold skill of the Soldier Realm, the Orange Sè Sixth-Class Soldier Soul! Not a loss, he is a tiger-headed sword general, and the core ranking brother of the Double Sword Sect!"

"That's right, the Tiger Head Treasure Knife is a powerful soldier soul, it looks like the inner disciple of the Double Sword Sect is going to be unlucky!"

"Alas......"

When the innkeeper saw this scene, he sighed again and again, if Song Jianghu really killed people here, then his inn's future business would really not be good.

"Sneer......"

On the tiger head treasure knife, the power of the sharp orange sè divine weapon was fiercely swallowed, and Song Jianghu looked at Chen Shenming and sneered.

"Bell!"

Chen Shenming came with a knife, and the blood-red flying knife soldier's soul, like a bloody lightning, slashed at the tiger's head sword with great ferocity, and broke out with a very fierce sound, Song Jianghu saw this and shouted violently.

"Shatter it!"

"Click!"

In response, hearing the sound of the soldier's soul shattering, Song Jianghu didn't even look at his own soldier's soul, yīn Sensen's eyes looked at Chen Shenming, and sneered loudly: "Small, now you know what the gap is, right? Red sè seven flying knife soldier souls, let me tell you, this is this garbage soldier soul, the worst soldier soul, the worst of all the overlord knife soldier souls, and the kitchen knife soldier soul are called the two waste wood soldier souls!"

"Just a soldier soul like you, but your skill is lower than mine, even if your skill is higher than mine, it is impossible to break my soldier soul!"

"Hurry up and kowtow to me, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Song Jianghu snorted coldly, looking at Chen Shenming's eyes with disdain, and his face also showed arrogance.

"Hehe, is that really the case?"

Chen Shenming chuckled softly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"This!how is it possible!" Next to Song Jianghu, the beautiful girl Miss Murong exclaimed in surprise, as a disciple of the Double Sword Sect and Miss Murong of the Sixth Family of Hanzhou, she naturally has a lot of knowledge, the gap between the seventh-rank soldier soul and the sixth-rank soldier soul, in her heart

It is clear that if the skill is equal, it is impossible for the seventh-rank soldier soul to crush the sixth-rank soldier soul, which is an innate advantage, just like a person's birth.

But the scene in front of her completely changed the rules in her mind.

"How is it possible?Senior Sister Murong, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Song Jianghu hadn't gone to see his Soldier Soul Tiger Head Treasure Sword, because in his heart, there was only one answer.

"You...... Your soldier's soul!"

The beautiful girl looked at Song Jianghu's right hand, and then looked at Chen Shenming, with only deep shock in her eyes.

The seventh-rank soldier soul actually shattered the sixth-rank soldier soul, such a reality made her unacceptable for a while.

"What's wrong with my soldier soul? Do you still think that his scrap soldier soul can shatter my tiger head treasure sword?" Song Jianghu smiled with disdain on his face, turned his head slightly, and looked at his soldier soul.

"This!"

When Song Jianghu saw the tiger head sword in his hand, the whole person was like an electric shock, dumbfounded, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, with only deep shock in his eyes.

"This ...... This is impossible! How is this possible? The skill is lower than mine, and the soldier soul is worse than mine, how can it be possible to crush my soldier soul, this is impossible! This is a fake ......."

Song Jianghu staggered backwards, and he couldn't accept the facts in front of him.