The blade is like ink, the blade is blue, and the handle is like the remaining metal that has been corroded.
The more or less missing parts make people feel a little uncomfortable, and the fine jagged gaps on the back of the knife show the weirdness of this knife. .
What's more, such a sword seemed to appear out of thin air in front of Ye Wuxiu's eyes, and the sword that made Yue Izuyun so dazzling was in vain.
One hand was as withered as a bone, but such a pair of hands could hold the pitch-black knife steadily.
No one can hold it more steadily than this hand.
This is the thought that arises in the hearts of everyone present at the same time, but this thought seems to make them forget one problem, that is, with the appearance of this pitch-black knife, The man in green in front of Ye Wuxiu.
The silent knife, the person who is clearly right in front of you but seems to be missing without a trace.
The sound of fighting slowly disappeared, and everyone couldn't help but look at the man in green in the crowd and the dark knife in his hand.
This is a kind of faint aura.
Even if the man in green is motionless, no one will take him lightly.
The knife was silent, so everyone present couldn't help but stop.
The aura coming from the blade seemed to guide them to stop the moves in their hands, and then go to death.
"What a wicked knife" A painful sound came from the corner.
The man in green looked towards the source of the sound and saw that the boy who had just received Ling Ran's sword attack actually still had the strength to stand up.
There was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and Yue Izuyun felt a kind of acupuncture-like pain in the meridians throughout his body.
Obviously there is no internal energy fluctuation on the blade, but such an ordinary knife can make one's inner energy surge.
If it were not for the Qingxin Universal Good Mantra to stabilize the mind, perhaps this sword would make one's internal energy completely disappear.
"The sword strike just now was good.
What's your name?"
The man in green asked with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
"My name is Yue Izuyun.
Your sword skills are also good."
Yue Izuyun slowly came to the man in green and said.
"This is the first time in many years that I have met a junior martial artist who said that my swordsmanship is good."
"Your sword skills are pretty good."
"You know how to use a knife" "don't know."
The man in green suddenly smiled wantonly, and then casually swung his sword towards Yue Izuyun.
"clang" Yue Izuyun felt that his right arm was almost broken due to this knife, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.
This knife came very slowly, but it gave Yuechuyun a vague premonition that if he ran away, this knife would definitely appear in his heart.
"puff" A mouthful of blood finally spurted out.
Yue Izuyun knelt on one knee, using his left hand to support the ground with all his strength, and raised his sword with his right hand.
Above Qiu Wu was naturally the dark sword.
"How many years have passed, this is the first time I have met a junior who is new to the world.
Your swordsmanship is very good."
"My swordsmanship is pretty good."
"You know swordsmanship" "don't know."
The man in green put away his knife, and then glanced at Ye Wuxiu behind him.
Ye Wuxiu showed a successful smile, but then he felt a pain in his chest.
"How is that possible?"
Ye Wuxiu lowered his head and placed his right hand on his chest.
He felt that his chest was wet and seemed to be a little warm.
"Why, your sword has been blocked in front of my eyes?"
Ye Wuxiu asked in disbelief.
Yue Izumo smiled coldly: "So, you think you are good at martial arts, but you still can't understand my swordsmanship."
"you" "The frog in the well."
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Yue Izuyun did not hesitate to interrupt Ye Wuxiu's words, then raised his head and smiled conceitedly, looked at the man in green and said: "Even if your sword skills are superb, you can't save him."
The man in Tsing Yi nodded in agreement, and was not angry at Yue Izuyun's disrespectful behavior at all.
Instead, he praised: "This sword actually makes it impossible for me to distinguish which one is the sword energy and which one is the sword itself. " Yue Izuyun was puzzled: "Isn't he with you?
You won't be angry if he dies?"
The man in green shook his head and asked: "When did I say I would save him?"
"Why didn't you save him?"
"Compared to your swordsmanship, what does a human life mean?
He should feel lucky to die under such swordsmanship.
It should be a gift to him to be buried with such a gorgeous sword."
Yue Izuyun felt a chill in his heart, and he suddenly understood where the evil energy he felt when the man in blue came from when he drew his sword.
"You're not with him?"
Yue Izuyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up and asked.
"no."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"kill."
"Who to kill" "all."
As Ye Wuxiu listened to these questions and answers, he felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and in the end he didn't even have the strength to stand.
But while slowly falling down, Ye Wuxiu still stared at the cyan figure in front of him and the strange long knife, until the last trace of unwillingness disappeared from his eyes.
Ye Wuxiu, died Even with that unshakable sword blocking his eyes, he still died under Qing Jue Yingge’s shadow sword.
The man in green had a trace of reluctance on his lips, but the long knife in his hand flashed and he was still heading towards Yue Izuyun.
Maybe the young man in front of him is really talented, maybe his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, but no matter what, as long as he stands opposite, he is an opponent, and an opponent who is enough to arouse his interest.
This sword was still such a slow sword, too slow to dodge, but when the sword came to Yue Izuyun's eyes, Yue Izuyun felt relieved again.
A familiar scent came from behind, and a gentle hand gently fell on his right hand.
Yue Izuyun smiled calmly and released his right hand.
The hand immediately popped out with a single finger.
Then he saw the Qiu Wu sword heading towards the oncoming sword light like a cold light.
The swords crossed each other, and the figure of the man in green was finally blocked, while Qiu Wu also flew back due to the sword.
A hint of solemnity flashed across Qingcheng's cold face.
He waved Qiu Wu with his right hand and returned it to his hand.
Then he came to Yue Izuyun's eyes, holding the sword in his right hand and pointing diagonally at the ground.
"Master, save me again."
"Who made you my apprentice?"
Everyone present was shocked at the same time.
When did the head of Fengming Pavilion, who was always rumored to be aloof, speak in such a gentle tone?
"Apprentice, are your injuries okay?"
Although Qingcheng was worried about his apprentice's injuries, his attention was still fixed on the man in green in front of him.
The pressure put on her by the people in green clothes in front of her made it extremely difficult for her to even concentrate.
Yue Izuyun raised his head.
Qingcheng's gentle inquiry just now actually made him have the urge to release all the fear in his heart.
However, looking at the figure in front of him, Yue Izuyun smiled brightly, and then whispered: " Now, I'm fine.
Master, be careful.
I can't understand his sword."
Qingcheng was stunned when he heard this, and the smile on his face blossomed with Yue Izuyun's voice.
Under the bright moon, Qingcheng smiled, and even the most dazzling moonlight in the world was dispersed by this smile.
"Apprentice, you are afraid" "No" "Then why are you holding the hem of my master's clothes?"
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"I" "Don't worry, Master is here."
Yue Izumo took a deep breath, and the panic caused by that knife completely dissipated.
After all, Master is here
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