The crimson light emitted by Yu Yuan was still in the distance, and Li Jing felt the great threat contained in it, and the pagoda in his left hand emitted an eight-colored brilliance, condensing into a light curtain to protect him in front of him.

The crimson brilliance flew closer, and slashed lightly from top to bottom, and its momentum was not necessarily so powerful, and Li Jing only heard a piercing sound of cracking silk in his ears, and the crimson brilliance actually tore Li Jing's protective light curtain like a withering and decaying one, and the remnants were still slashing at him.

Li Jing's face changed, the sturdiness of this pagoda body protection divine light, naturally no one knew better than him, and such a situation appeared at this moment, which could only show that the crimson light emitted by Yu Yuan was very strange.

He looked at the crimson brilliance with his eyes, but saw that in the center of the brilliance was a short knife, about one foot and three inches long, the blade of the knife was no more than two fingers wide, red as blood, as thin as cicada wings, the handle of the knife was black and heavy as metal, there was no gauntlet in front, but the end was cast into the head of an unknown alien beast with its mouth open and roaring.

"It's ...... Blood Transformation Divine Knife!" Li Jing immediately thought of a peerless fierce soldier in his heart, and hurriedly put away the pagoda in his left hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers, and gently clamped the short knife hidden in the middle of the red light, accurately sandwiching the blade between his two fingers.

As soon as he relied on these two fingers that had been refined into Shuangjiao to stop this short knife that was suspected to be a blood god knife, he suddenly found that there was a strange and poisonous force on the knife body that was faintly corrosive and corrosive into his fingers, and there was a tendency to run up along the meridians of his arm, and his true yuan could not suppress him. He was so frightened that he hurriedly let go of his fingers, and his figure flew backwards like a dot.

At this moment, he was greatly amazed in his heart, according to the plot in the memory of his previous life. This Blood Transformation Divine Knife should be a magic weapon that Yu Yuan himself refined. However, judging from the power displayed by this sword, it is by no means as successful as Yu Yuan's cultivation can be refined. There must be something else hidden in this.

Yu Yuan saw that Li Jing actually used two fingers to gently clamp the "Blood Transformation Divine Knife" that he had painstakingly refined. He was so shocked that he couldn't believe his eyes, and hurriedly recited the trick to take the knife back. Just as Li Jing's fingers were released, the Blood Transformation Divine Knife still turned into a red light and flew back into Yu Yuan's palm.

After the Blood Transformation Divine Knife left his hand, the xenomorph energy that invaded Li Jing's body was unsustainable, and he was easily expelled from his body. He flipped his hand, and the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife appeared in his palm out of thin air, looking at Yu Hua who was holding the Blood Transformation Divine Knife from afar and shouted: "The reason why you dare to come to find my bad luck again must be relying on this Blood Transformation Divine Knife." Today, I will have this Tiger Demon Knife and the Blood Transformation Divine Sword in your hand for a while, and take a look at which of these two knives is the king and which is the coward!"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Yu Yuan's eyes, and he was quite jealous of the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife in Li Jing's hand. But in the end, his confidence in his divine knife finally prevailed, he shook his teeth violently, shook his hand and sacrificed the Blood Transformation Divine Sword again, and before the knife could be shot, it turned into a red light and slashed towards Li Jing.

Li Jing also sacrificed the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife, turning into a dark black light like night and intercepting the Blood Transformation Divine Sword in the air.

Under the manipulation of the two, the two ten-zhang long brilliance were like two giant pythons, one red and one black, hovering and entangled in the air, fighting inextricably.

It was a long time of fighting. Li Jing suddenly beckoned to take back the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife, and held the handle of the knife with both hands at the same time. This knife has been with him for many years, and as his cultivation has improved many times to break the seal imposed by Xuanyuan, an inexplicable strange sense has been born between the human knives. Only then did he clearly feel that the magic knife conveyed an extremely mixed feeling of joy, excitement and longing. And naturally knew how to do it, so he took the knife back.

Yu Yuan didn't care about this, and saw Li Jing put away the knife. still relentlessly urged the Blood God Sword to chase after him.

Li Jing held the Dinghu Demon Knife in both hands, and his eyes were slightly closed. Stared at the Blood Transformation Divine Knife that was flying like lightning. The moment it flew closer, the blade slashed towards its neck. There was a clear sound on the ground, and the knife with both hands slashed out with all his might. The blade followed the sword's intent, adjusting its angle countless times in the air, and finally slashed the weakest point above the blade of the Blood God Blade with incredible precision.

The two knives slashed each other, but there was no sound of gold and iron resonating, only a very slight "click" sound.

The blade of the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife passed, and the Blood Transformation Divine Sword broke like rotten wood, and a drop of crimson blood oozed from the broken point of the severed knife connected to the hilt.

Li Jing raised the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife in his hand and pointed at his front point, and that drop of blood flew over automatically as if it was attracted. The handle of the Tiger Demon Knife is an abstract white tiger shape, and the gauntlet is a tiger head with an open mouth and roaring, and the narrow blade spits out of the tiger's mouth. This drop of blood fell right in the middle of the white tiger's forehead, and then seeped into it without leaving the slightest trace. Then the two eyes of the white tiger bloomed red at the same time, and a hair-thin blood line on each side of the blade grew from the root of the tiger's mouth, extending to the tip of the knife in an instant.

"Hahaha, it turns out that the lost spirit of my Tiger Spirit Demon Knife was taken away by you, and you used it as the core to refine this Blood Transformation Divine Knife. Today, the things have been returned to their original owners, so that my magic knife can be restored to its full form, I really want to thank you!" Li Jing smiled at Yu Yuan opposite with the magic knife in his hand. Then he threw the magic knife into the air and shouted, "The tiger spirit has not yet appeared, and when will it be!"

But I saw that thousands of black and red rays of light bloomed on the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife, and the whole knife was wrapped in it, like a silkworm cocoon. After a few breaths, the light cocoon disappeared, and the magic knife was gone, but a fierce tiger with white hair and black stripes, claws like steel hooks, and teeth like sharp swords appeared.

After the tiger appeared, he first looked around a little blankly, and then seemed to finally remember something, turned his head to look at Li Jing, and a leap came to his side, opened his bloody mouth, and licked and licked Li Jing's hand with a hot and wet tongue.

Ever since he got the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife, Li Jing often felt that the power of this knife seemed to be quite unworthy of its name. Later, when he was studying art in Huoyun Palace, he specially asked Xuanyuan, only to learn that that day, Chi You relied on this knife and Xuanyuan's holy sword to face it, but after all, his skills were inferior, and he was cut off by the holy sword. The magic knife has no spirit, and its power will naturally be reduced. Now, thanks to the blessing of Yu Yuan, the lost spirit of the magic sword has returned to its place, and this peerless fierce soldier who once competed with the Xuanyuan Holy Sword has finally regained its ability to change in the past.

Yu Yuan's face was distorted with anger and heartache, looking at the two severed knives that finally fell to the ground, and shouted wildly: "Li Jing, you dare to destroy my magic weapon, today there is you without me!"

Before Li Jing could fight back, the white tiger suddenly turned its body backwards and rushed straight at Yu Yuan, turning into a black lightning in the air and staggering past Yu Yuan.

When the white tiger reappeared behind Yu Yuan, Yu Yuan's body, which still maintained a forward posture, suddenly broke off from his waist into two......!