Chapter 116 Knife Appreciation Conference

Chapter 118 Knife Appreciation Conference

One night, the wind roared, and the heavy rain poured down. The sky seemed to be leaking.

In the early morning, countless scattered martial artists came from all directions from Chitian City. Most of these people walked like flying, regardless of the pouring rain. The power of qi and blood flourished, like a fire. Before the rain was close to an inch, it was burned into smoke by the power of qi and blood and rose up.

The power of qi and blood is like a tiny cover, blocking the rain all over the sky.

These people, one by one, walk through the rain like fireworks, gather in all directions to form a long dragon, and then stand in front of a huge dragon-shaped statue in the West City. The statue is 100 meters away and as majestic as a mountain. The dragon-shaped carving is very rough, but it is more powerful and seems to be cut down with a knife. The dragon's mouth opened to the sky, as if roaring in the air, extremely wild.

Under the dragon-shaped statue, there is a huge water mill mirror, which stands up, about the size of ten mu. The mirror is suspended, and thousands of rain filaments pass through the mirror, and there is no wave.

After a while, a long smile came from the eastern sky, and the voice was powerful.

"Haha, I heard that 'Chitian City' is going to have a 'knife appreciation conference'. I didn't hesitate to come from the other end of 'Lei Tiancheng' to see if there are any soul soldiers here."

The eastern sky cracked, and a dark cloud burst in the air. An old man with a rickety body paced out of the void. His face lines were like the skin of a dead tree, and his two small eyes narrowed like a gap, but occasionally when he turned, a thunder-like light flashed.

Although the old man was ricke, less than 1.5 meters tall, he carried a huge soul knife, three meters away, and his whole body was wrapped in black cloth strips, which was indescribably strange.

The rain silk automatically opened ten meters above his head, as if the old man was in an empty space with a radius of 100 meters.

Some people in the crowd recognized the power of the old man and exclaimed in a low voice: "It is actually a 'soul knife'. It is rumored that this person has become crazy about knives all his life. He likes to collect all kinds of soul knives the most. He is known as a 'knife idiot', and his strength is even more unfathomable. It is said that there is at least the strength of the soul general, but no one can be sure."

"That's because everyone who has seen his strength is dead. What do you know?" Next to the person who spoke first, there was a burly man. The power of his qi and blood was as strong as blood, like fireworks boiling all over him. He was a character at the peak of Jingwei. The man's eyebrows were fierce, and his eyes looking at the old soul knife were also a little frightened: "It is rumored that the old man's most powerful is not his strength, but the black cloth behind him. The wrapped big knife 'kill the soul' is the most close to the best soul weapon in the world. With one knife, there are no gods and ghosts left. It's very horrible.

A person next to him said, "This old man is so arrogant. Is there no one to interfere with my 'Red Sky City'? Let him come and go?"

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp and harsh sound like raw iron against rusty copper came from the western sky.

"Dugu Chu, you hateful guy, come to show off in my 'Red Sky'. Do you think you are the old and immortal Lei Yunlie?"

The voice was unpredictable and unpredictable, but everyone on the scene felt as if it was blowing in their ears. They were shocked and their qi and blood floated.

But someone shouted in surprise, "It's Grandma Guxia, haha, it's Grandma Guxia."

Thousands of green purple smoke suddenly floated in the western sky of Chitian City. Finally, it was a white-haired old woman with a crutch on her head. She was also crutched, but a pair of eyes were as cold as snakes. It was frightening and did not dare to look at it.

"Haha, I can't believe that it's Grandma Guxia, the underground patron saint of the 'Red Sky'. I haven't seen her for thousands of years. Grandma's demeanor is not as good as before. Tut, it's not simple. Grandma's eyes are like lightning, and they have reached the realm of being exposed. It seems that it's only one step away from the stars that evokes the stars of heaven and earth. It's gratifying." When Dugu Chu saw this old man, he smiled with his fists.

The old man held the crutch in her hand and snorted coldly: "You boy, don't talk nonsense. You are only allowed to look at it today, and you are not allowed to take it. After a while, if you don't sell the good soul knife, you can't rob it. Otherwise, don't blame grandma. I don't ignore the rules of 'stop martial arts' set by Mahajong, and try my life to break your legs. . "

Dugu Chu pretended to be frightened and shrank his legs and feet: "My grandma is so fierce. I don't regret your head. You are all people who are about to touch the fateful stars. Isn't it boring for me to fight with you?"

Grandma Guxia just smiled coldly and said quietly, "Fate Star, it's not easy to talk about this step. I'm afraid there is no hope for me to live my life."

There are crowds on the ground who are curious: "What is the rule of 'stop martial arts'?" The talking guy is a young man, but he also has two big knives behind him, and he looks quite imposing.

Originally, everyone was still a little afraid of him, but when they heard his words, they suddenly looked at him coldly and no longer paid attention to him. Instead, a guy next to him kindly explained: "The so-called 'stop martial arts' is the rule set by Maha Sect, that is, once the person above the soul general has no chance to be extradited into the sect to practice, he can die in the former residence. But you must lie dormant underground and become a veteran. You can't interfere in the life and death of a city. You can't fight recklessly, but it can help the city owner maintain the safety of a city and resist the attack of the enemy above the invading soul of his city. This is 'stop martial arts'.

Only then did the young man suddenly realize.

The kind-hearted man persuaded again, "Kid, it's a trial of the stars. It's not easy to take off the ring of God. Why don't you even know 'stop martial arts'? Be careful of your big head. The six worlds of mind are a place where people don't spit out bones."

The young man just nodded, holding the sword behind him in both hands, and didn't know what he was thinking.

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After a while, many people came from the sky in the far away. These were all wearing red robes and holding big knives one by one, especially a burly man in front of his head. He held a scarlet blood-like knife in his hand. The blood was sticky, and there was about a ferocious big fish swimming in it, and the canine teeth were staggered.

The crowd whispered again.

"Oh, isn't this the person from the 'Blood Knife Gate'? Unexpectedly, they also participated in this knife appreciation conference.

"No, the big knife in his hand is known as the 'blood-rolling knife', in which there is a 'bloodthirsty fish', which is a relic of the ancient alien beast. It is no longer within the eighty-one fierce beasts, but it is also extremely brave. It is comparable to the peak master of the god's servant. In one bite, there is no flesh and blood, and it is powerfully tight. This 'blood-rolling knife' is at least It's a four-grade upper-level soul weapon.

"Yes, who doesn't want to get a piece of the soup this time? Water-patterned silver is a necessary material for forging five or six soul weapons. It is rare in the six worlds.

The "blood knife door" master came to the venue, and his momentum was arrogant. The disciples swept away the crowd and went straight to the huge vertical water mirror. They did not say anything, but looked up proudly.

"Well, it's just a pig-killing knife, is it so domineering?"

A sarcastic voice came from the crowd, which immediately raised the blue veins on the forehead of the owner of the blood knife door, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Who, you have the guts to stand up and talk to me."

"Well, I know how to roar. It's really worthy of your pig-killing look."

The crowd was divided like a tide. A cold-faced man came into the field with a dark knife. He looked cold, dressed in a purple robe, and only followed hundreds of disciples behind him. They all carried knives upside down. His eyebrows were cold. In terms of platoon, he was not inferior to the "blood knife door".

"It's you, Yuanzu, do you think that your 'inverted arc moon' can also win the 'blood knife' in my hand? It's really funny. It's just a needle and thread for women's embroidery. When the owner of the blood knife door saw the other party, he laughed and looked down on him.

The cold-browed man twisted his eyebrows, just put the machete in his hand on his chest, and said in a low voice as cold as ice: "Blood, if you have guts, you will throw your 'rolled blood' into the 'empty mirror' in a moment, let our two soul weapons win or lose, and the loser will withdraw from the 'red sky' from now on. How dare you? "

The owner of the blood knife door laughed: "You bird man, why don't I dare? I'm here for the head of this 'knife appreciation' conference. It's hard for me to watch the fun if I don't fight with a knife. Damn it, I don't gossip like you."

"Well, it's too late for you to cry in a moment." The cold-browed man's voice is like iron.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to try my 'blood roll' power now?" The owner of the Blood Knife Gate immediately opened his eyes and was about to take action.

The disciples of the two factions immediately drew their swords and were about to fight. The scene was chaotic, and they were about to fight. But at this moment, a majestic man's voice sounded like thunder in the middle of Chitian City, rolling and resounding through the whole sky.

"The conference hasn't started yet. Which guy dares to make trouble? Do you want to taste the taste of the city owner's 'flame palm'?

Everyone was shocked at the same time. They all lowered their bodies and bowed and shouted.

"See the city lord!"

A huge pillar of flame rose to the sky and burst open the whole canopy.

Thousands of flames converge in all directions, sweeping everything, sweeping everything, burning everything. Wherever they pass, all the rain and fog are evaporated, without a trace of moisture. It was just a moment, a huge and unimaginable huge cloud of fire condensed into a huge flame fist in the air.

With a clenched fist, it was bombarded.

The dark cloudy sky was suddenly penetrated and scattered, and the torrential rain disappeared.

After the rain, the colorful rainbow hangs on the clouds, and everything looks quiet and peaceful.

It's just that on the top of the sky, on the top of the fire cloud, a burly bearded man is stepping down the void step by step, extremely domineering.

The Duguchu, who was suspended in the eastern corner of the sky, suddenly shrank his pupils.