All the monks greedily stared at the legendary peerless weapon Slaughtering Immortal Knife, and the audience was silent, silent and terrifying. When the Haojie War Domain was just opened, the killer club mentioned that two rare magic weapons were about to be born, the first Heavenly Sword Su Fuyou gave to Cheng Yuanzhi, and now the second Heavenly Sword automatically smashed on Su Fuyou's head, all the monks have been looking for several years in the dark stone tower, ordinary magic weapons and materials have been found a lot, and still no one is willing to leave the stone tower, and they continue to look for the legendary slaughtering knife day and night with a trace of luck.

Now, all the black-headed and gray-faced faces appeared in front of Su Fuyou, staring at the heart-pounding slaughtering fairy knife with dead eyes, all of them had the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures, looking at these very unfriendly eyes, Su Fuyou's expression was as usual, and he understood in his heart that the short-term calm was a precursor to the eruption of the volcano, Su Fuyou's thoughts were swept away, and he said secretly: "Fortunately, the bronze-clothed disciples of the Killer Society are not here, and most of the hundreds of monks are in the middle stage of fruition, and only four of them burst out with the aura of the Great Perfection in the late stage of fruition."

Su Fu's eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Junior brother Su Fuyu unintentionally passed by the treasure land, and saw from afar that all the Taoist friends were looking for magic weapons and spirit grass. The younger brother is still a monk who regards money as dung and magic weapons as scrap iron, and the younger brother was just about to turn around and leave, but who knew that this black and black knife was just smashed on the head of the younger brother, and it was not a secret that the younger brother's ancestors were all people who killed chickens and dogs, and the younger brother saw that this black knife was just right to kill pigs, and he wanted to give it to the same clan as a slaughtering tool. ”

Su Fuyou paused deliberately, looking at the reactions of these people, all of them were silent, still staring at the black knife in Su Fuyou's hand, Su Fuyou scolded secretly: "It's all a group of wood." I had to continue to smirk: "I don't know if you believe it or not, to be honest, if you want to say that the black knife automatically fell on the head of the little brother, the little brother is unbelievable, the little brother is just joking, to ease the tense atmosphere, you fellow Daoists relax." He was secretly annoyed in his heart: "This knife has now become a hot potato, Su Fuyu is not the king of the Immortal Sect, the atmosphere in front of him is tense, and only a quick decision can save his life." Su Fu secretly made up his mind, holding the black knife in his right hand and was about to throw it into the air.

"Brother Su doesn't want his right hand. A murderous voice passed through the crowd and entered Su Fuyou's ears, and Su Fuyou thought secretly: "He actually saw it." An old man came out of the crowd, this person looked, his face was wrinkled, his appearance was not good, he was wearing a red robe, he looked like a thin little old man, his eyes were constantly flashing, Su said in his heart: "It's really an old monster," Qiang smiled and said: "I don't know the name of the old man?" The old man in the red robe said proudly: "Old man Hongdaozi, the slaughtering fairy knife belongs to me, bring it." Hong Daozi suddenly shook all over, and burst out with an extremely strong coercion that swept around, clearly giving everyone a dismount. Su Yu couldn't care about the coercion enveloping his whole body, and was secretly happy, and finally sent this hot potato out. He stretched out his right hand and was about to throw it away.

"If you throw it at him, chop off your left hand. A cold voice resounded throughout the audience, Su Flicker's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly shrank back, only to see a man as big as a bucket, staring at two men with white and black eyes stepping out, like a big-headed boy. Don't wait for Su to ask questions. opened his thick lips and said domineeringly: "Old man Liu Yidou." ”

Su Yu smiled and said, "It turned out to be Brother Liu, and the Immortal Slaughter Knife belongs to you." "It doesn't matter if he is Liu Yidou or Liu Erdou, who wants to give it to whom.

"If you give it to him, the old man will chop off your left foot. A middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe with a white face and beard walked out, and on his body, there was no spiritual power fluctuation, and he looked like an ordinary white-faced scholar in the mortal world. The white-faced scholar's eyes flashed with coldness, and he stared at Su like a poisonous snake.

Su flickered and watched this scene quietly, and there were waves in his heart, saying that the dog that bites people does not bark, and the white-faced scholar seems to be ordinary, but in fact it gives people an extremely dangerous atmosphere. Su didn't ask, and handed over the black knife cleanly.

"Su Daoyou, if you give the slaughter knife to the white-faced scholar, the old man will chop off your right foot. An extremely loud voice passed through the crowd and reached Su Fuyou's ears, and the red-robed man with a sinister smile pushed away the crowd of onlookers with a big grin and swaggered over.

The white-faced scholar angrily reprimanded: "Zhang Donggua, don't go to your female cultivator and disturb the old man's good deeds." Zhang Donggua stared directly at the Slaughtering Immortal Knife in Su Fuyou's hand, and said to himself: "It is rumored that the Slaughtering Immortal Knife can even kill immortals, I don't know if it's true or not." ”

Su Fuyou's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he said secretly: "Obediently, the four strong late-stage Great Perfection monks have all arrived, and they can't leave if they want to." A large number of monks on the spotter looked at Su Fu with a look of schadenfreude, and many monks hid directly in the dark outside a hundred zhang away, looking at the situation here. This group of insidious monks, with both hands ready, the slightest wrong situation, immediately smeared oil on the soles of their feet, spread their feet and slipped. Once you have the opportunity, fish in troubled waters again and kill people to seize treasures. These things are Su Fu's specialty, and now, once the Slaughter Immortal Knife is sent, his hands and feet are not guaranteed, and if he does not send it, he will be treated as a live target again, and this dilemma is the first time he has encountered it.

Su Fuyou had to smile bitterly and said: "The four elder brothers have all taken a fancy to this slaughtering immortal knife, so the younger brother is in a dilemma, it is better to divide it equally." The four of them said in unison: "How to divide it?" Su Fuyou put on a serious look and said: "Divide it into four, and each of the four brothers has a share, how about it." ”

Hong Daozi was the first to speak: "Waste." The white-faced scholar said disdainfully: "Stupid." Liu Yidou then said: "Garbage." Not to be outdone, Zhang Donggua said: "Caitou." Su couldn't help but feel on fire in his heart, and he was kind enough to help you come up with ideas, but he even scolded people and simply ignored them. Holding the Slaughter Immortal Knife, he posed as a chivalrous man and stood in the center of the crowd.

In the crowd of onlookers, some people naturally whispered, "The whitefriar is too arrogant, and it will be difficult to protect his hands and feet." Someone added: "I don't think so, maybe the head of the whitefriar will move." Another person said suspiciously: "Where do you say the head will move?" and the timid monk was afraid that others would recognize his identity, so he pinched his nose and deliberately said in a weird manner: "The white monk's clothes are good, I don't want my head, and the clothes belong to me." Hey......

Su Yu listened to everyone's discussions, his eyelids jumped, and he said secretly: "Shameless, despicable, my son is living a good life, and he started planning other people's property, it's really shameless." Hong Daozi arched his hand and said: "Three Taoist friends, here, the old man arrived first, and I hope that the three Taoist friends will give a thin face." ”

Zhang Donggua had a bitter face of winter melon, and shouted angrily: "Phew, the magic weapon has a virtuous person, how can it be divided between before and after, it is really cheeky." Hong Daozi's thin face was flushed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, Liu Yidou, who was in a green shirt, swept the three of them and said proudly: "The old man has both ability and political integrity, he is highly respected, his face is like a crown of jade, and his temperament is extraordinary. Liu Yidou put on a peerless prodigy, looking at the world, and his face was lonely.

"Flicker, flicker, flicker. The red shirt snorted coldly. Zhang Donggua jumped like thunder, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Liu Yidou is really shameless, the old man is a hundred times stronger than you, the old man is a good person who is loved by everyone and sees flowers blooming, and the slaughtering fairy knife belongs to me." ”

Su Fuyu listened to it interestingly, these four people would only take advantage of their tongues, and they did not dare to fight with their lives, so as not to let others benefit from the fisherman, they were all old and weird. Some of the monks in the crowd leaned forward and backward as if watching a play, Liu Yidou's expression was extremely ugly, and he was silent with a gray face, only the white-faced scholar standing on the side smiled alone.

Su Fuyou carefully analyzed the personalities of the four people, and suddenly his eyes rolled and he was thinking about it. Su Fu quietly exuded a trace of divine thought and conspired with Zhang Donggua, and after Zhang Donggua listened quietly, a trace of joy flashed on his face. Su Fuyu secretly talked to the sulking Liu Yidou again, and Liu Yidou nodded secretly. Immediately after that, the divine thought swept towards Hong Daozi, who smiled and smiled without saying a word. Su flickered carefully and swept the sinister white-faced scholar, who always looked at Zhang Donggua with a big head with a smile. It seems that he didn't hear Su's words in the dark. Su flickered and said secretly: "This person is so scheming. ”

Zhang Donggua saw that the white-faced scholar had been staring at him hotly, and a lot of goosebumps rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but speak: "Fellow Daoists, it is difficult to find a satisfactory answer for a while, in order to prevent this old brother Su from slipping away with a knife, the old man mentions, first tie up this person temporarily, I don't know what you think?"

The red-shirted Hongdaozi and the green-shirted Liu Yidou both nodded and agreed, only the white-faced scholar in the gray robe glanced at Zhang Donggua meaningfully, but there was no objection. Zhang Donggua suddenly showed a hint of joy on his face. With a wave of his big sleeves, a silver pillar about one zhang long and as thin as a bamboo pole flashed, and with a wave of his right hand, the silver pillar slammed and inserted three feet deep into the ground. ”

Su Fuyou's face was shocked, and he scolded angrily: "Zhang Donggua is too deceitful, I don't want the Slaughter Immortal Knife, let me leave." Zhang Donggua smiled and said: "Life and death are up to you." Reaching out and grabbing it, Su Fuyou was firmly trapped, Su Fuyou struggled to resist, his expression was extremely tragic, and he still couldn't break free.

Zhang Donggua threw Su Yu next to the silver pillar, took out a slender silver whip with his backhand, shook his right hand vigorously, and the silver whip made a loud bang, coiled into a circle like a snake, and instantly became a zhang long, and a burst of smoke as thin as a hair appeared, slowly rising into the air, instantly forming a thin silver net, Zhang Donggua said proudly:" Don't underestimate the old man's small silver rod, it is indestructible, unbreakable, like a broken bamboo, the silver rod swept down, swept away like a withered and decayed army, thinking about the past, the old man walked in the cultivation realm, along the way chivalrous and righteous, the road was uneven, and the silver pillar was dialed to help, who knew once. Zhang Donggua deliberately paused.