In the light blue evening, the wind blew the sky clean, and a few small silver stars were nailed obliquely to the horizon by the moon that had bitten off half of it.

On a mountain peak behind the Iron Stable, a young man was naked, revealing his strong muscles, and the boy was holding a piece of scrap iron like a kitchen knife in his hand, slashing wildly.

"Crazy kill!"

Holding a scrap iron kitchen knife straight into the void, he swung and killed wildly, one knife after another, very crazy, as if he didn't need strength, for several hours, the boy was crazy to kill.

"Whew!"

A few hours later, it was already dark, and the naked young man stopped his movements, wiped the beads of sweat like rain on his forehead, and whispered to himself: "The Crazy Demon Sword Technique is not only amazing, but even the moves are very powerful, it seems that the grade of this unwarlike art sent to me by Senior Brother Li Ke will not be too low!"

The naked boy is naturally the kitchen knife of the iron horse house!

Today, since he obtained the Mad Demon Knife Method and the Scrap Iron Kitchen Knife, he went to the mountain behind the Iron Horse House to cultivate alone, and he spent the whole afternoon in cultivation.

"Today has passed, and there are still six days left before the sect competition!"

The kitchen knife looked up at the sky, and night fell, and there was only countless nights in the boundless sky.

"Don't go back, continue to cultivate!" The kitchen knife flashed in his eyes, and he decided not to go back to sleep, turning his hand around, his eyes were blazing and looking at the kitchen knife in his hand like scrap iron, his eyes were full of pity, and he said softly: "Kitchen knife, kitchen knife!" You and I are the same, if it weren't for Senior Brother Li Ke, you would probably become a piece of scrap metal, and I am still the same as before, a joke, a manu, but now, you have me, I have you, and Senior Brother Li Ke, we can't be silent anymore, Zongmen Dabi, we must stand up!"

"Lin Zhou, you wait for me!"

The kitchen knife's eyes flashed fiercely, thinking of the humiliation he had suffered over the years, and the right hand holding the scrap iron kitchen knife increased his strength.

"Demon Slash!"

"Brush!"

The blade slashed, and the sharp knife slashed diagonally into the void, stabbing into the air with a slight sound.

Maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's the reflection of the refraction of the stars, an illusory image flashed on the scrap iron kitchen knife, a red tiger roared out, fangs and claws, majestic, but unfortunately the kitchen knife that was too obsessed with the mad magic knife technique didn't see it, otherwise it would have been surprised.

This is exactly the image of a sixth-class divine soldier who should be a soldier.

This night is destined to be an extraordinary night.

Because many inner sect ranking disciples and core disciples returned to the Double Sword Sect.

……

Double Sword Sect, the lobby of the Bounty Palace.

A young man in a golden robe was carrying a nine-foot-long knife on his back, with a tall body, standing straight in the middle of the main hall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Wang Hu, you can be regarded as back!"

Zhao Xudong, the fourth elder who managed the Bounty Hall, exclaimed with surprise on his face when he saw the burly young man in the hall.

"Zongmen Dabi, my Wang Hu will definitely come back!"

The burly young man Wang Hu had a simple expression and a simple voice, but the killing intent in his eyes made people shy away.

"Hehe, that's good, that's good! Last year, you were only one step away from becoming a core disciple, and there should be no problem this year?" Zhao Xudong laughed, Wang Hu was the closed disciple he brought out, and he was the first disciple in the inner door last year, but unfortunately he didn't succeed in squeezing into the core disciple.

"This year, there are no problems!"

Although Wang Hu spoke in a simple voice, the chill in his words was very heavy.

"Crazy Sand Knife Wu Zhou, I must defeat you this time!" Wang Hu muttered in his heart.

"Well, Wang Hu, you must have gained a lot from going out to practice this time, and there are still a few days before the sect competition, take advantage of this time, you have a good rest, and strive for the sect competition to become a core disciple!"

Fourth Elder Zhao Xudong looked at Wang Hu and said seriously.

"Yes!"

Wang Hu nodded, turned around and left the hall of the Bounty Hall with the nine-foot-long broadsword on his back.

……

Under a waterfall in the mountain behind the Double Sword Sect.

Next to the rocks.

A young man about two meters tall, a tall boy with a naked upper body, stood there, his eyes were deep, dark and faint, like two hollows, and his eyes could not be seen.

The tall boy was full of tangled muscles and muscles, like earthworms stuck in his body, and a fierce aura was extremely strong, standing motionless wherever he gave people a feeling like an iron-level top-level metal beast, which made people shudder.

"Brush!"

The cold light in the tall boy's eyes flashed suddenly, and in the next second, an incomparably heavy orange knife flashed in his hand, the muscles of his upper body trembled like a mountain, and the muscles and bones of his whole body also made a crumbling sound like a bow.

A slash.

"Whoosh", this knife, the momentum of the sink, directly split the waterfall to a big hole, the blade rushed, like the wind and waves, broke two halves of the splash, and crashed into the waterfall that fell with a bang.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the blade broke through the water and slammed into the waterfall, instantly smashing the waterfall into two sections, although it was only for a moment, but it was enough to prove how powerful this knife was.

Seeing this scene, the tall young man who was not red and out of breath smiled lightly, picked up the big knife in his hand, looked at the big knife in his hand with full of pity, and said to himself: "Shen Lei, Shen Lei! The big competition of the sect is about to begin, this time you and I must defeat all the inner disciples and kill among the disciples of the sect! I Cheng Lei don't fight, forget it, if I fight, I must fight for the first, Wang Hu, if you dare to stop me, I will let you taste the power of the Shen Lei knife in my hand!"

The orange broadsword in the hand of the tall young man is very huge, and five sections have been tempered out of the form, this sword soldier soul is called the Shen Lei Knife, weighing thirty-two kilograms, and the power is strong.

……

The Great Sect of the Double Sword Sect is about to begin, and many disciples who have gone out to practice have returned to the Double Sword Sect one by one.

On the second floor of the Iron Horse Room, inside Li Ke's room.

Li Ke sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed, and his whole person entered a state of cultivation, and the aura of the Dao Dao Divine Soldier rushed into his body like a huge wave.

"Buzz!"

In the space of the soldier soul in Li Ke's heart, the red flying knife soldier soul was frantically tempered by the power of the rolling divine soldier, like a flame barbecing real gold, and the red light of the red flying soldier soul was translucent.

On the soul of the red flying knife, a flame like a fire dragon swirled on it, wrapping the flying knife in it, making the flying knife have an indestructible and fierce feeling.

"Whew!"

The first red trace of the nine-colored trace on Li Kebing's soul became more and more vivid, the red light became brighter and brighter, and the aura of the divine soldier gathered became more and more.

"Woo Woo ......"

As the power of the divine soldier frantically tempered the natal soldier soul, the fifth stage of Li Kebing's soul became clearer.

Li Ke had already refined the Xuanyang Qi Skill when he was in the Cold Spring Ancient Cave, and he had reached the late stage of the fifth level of the Refining Realm, and now, he had entered the state of cultivation and began to accelerate the effect of the red marks, and the surging Divine Soldier's Qi turned into the power of the Divine Soldier and fiercely tempered his Soldier Soul, giving him a feeling that he would break through at any time.

Breakthrough!

Just tonight!