The bustling street market is full of people coming and going.

Soon, the sky darkened, but instead of decreasing, the number of people here increased. It was bustling and very lively! Di Feng and Lian Wushuang continued shopping for a while, looking at the crowded roads and the constant traffic around them.

The shouts of the vendors seemed a bit boring, so the two of them discussed and prepared to go back.

At this moment, Lian Wushuang's pupils condensed, and his eyes fell on a shop selling knives on the side of the street.

An exquisite sample knife was hung outside the shop. The door was open, but there was no customer inside. The business was light, which made it look particularly awkward on the street full of sword shops! Di Feng was also stunned, with a face full of surprise.

In Sword Imperial City, a place where swords are cultivated, there is actually a shop selling knives.

It’s really weird, I don’t think I’m that interested in the shop.

now.

Di Feng glanced at Lian Wushuang, smiled slightly, and asked, "Do you want to go in?

It's quite courageous to sell knives in a place like this, it seems like this shopkeeper is not an easy person!"

Di Feng knew that Lian Wushuang had a very indifferent personality and was rarely interested in anything other than his sword type.

Now he was staring at the shop in front of him without blinking. It was obvious that Lian Wushuang was interested in the shop! Hearing this, Lian Wushuang thought for a while and then nodded to Di Feng.

Di Feng pursed his lips and chuckled, then followed Lian Wushuang into this cold knife shop.

The shop is not very big and can be seen at a glance. The decoration is simple but not out of style.

There is a low-key classical beauty inside.

The walls are covered with all kinds of knives.

When the waiter saw a customer coming, he greeted him with a smile on his face.

A pair of shrewd eyes looked at the two of them up and down, and finally rested their eyes on Lian Wushuang, with a look of surprise in his face for an instant.

This man has a flat head, dark skin, and a cold temperament. His constant use of knives gives him a sharp sword glow.

It is simply a once-in-a-century experience.

No one who practices swordsman has actually come to Sword Emperor City. All the people coming and going here are swordsmen. The shop has not been open for a long time! Thinking of this, the waiter grinned and said, "Sir, I see that you are a swordsman."

Man, we have all kinds of good knives in this shop, all of them are of top quality, without any flaws.

Look at this..." Lian Wushuang listened to the waiter's enthusiastic introduction and did not talk to him, but silently walked around the shop by himself.

What he needs most now is to temper his sword type and improve its combat effectiveness. He must use some magic swords used by his predecessors! After walking around in a circle, Lian Wushuang locked his eyes on an inconspicuous one in the corner of the shop.

on the knife.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This short-handled knife looks inconspicuous and has an ordinary color, but it vaguely exudes a majestic and evil aura, giving people a sense of terrifying surrender.

This sword is definitely left by a very powerful master, it must have been a long time ago! Is this?

Di Feng was slightly surprised when he saw that Lian Wushuang had taken a fancy to an ordinary ancient sword. He thought to himself, could this ordinary knife have something special about it?

However, he looked left and right and couldn't see why.

At this time, the waiter on the side saw Lian Wushuang slowly turning around in the store and stopped in front of the knife. He stared at the knife with a pair of fiery eyes, and his face changed drastically, because the knife looked

It looks very ordinary, but it is very mysterious. Only a truly powerful swordsman can feel the power of this knife! "Xiao Er, I want this knife!"

Lian Wushuang's eyes were bright, he held back his joy and said to the waiter behind him.

"Okay!"

The waiter in the shop finally realized what he was doing, took out the knife, packed it up quickly and handed it to Lian Wushuang.

Just as Lian Wushuang was going out, the waiter stretched out his hand slightly and stopped Lian Wushuang politely.

"Sir, please stay. The shopkeeper of Tiandao Pavilion invites you!"

Lian Wushuang was expressionless and said calmly, "I'm not interested in people, I'm only interested in this knife!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked out of the knife shop without hesitation.

When the waiter saw the two people leaving, he was very anxious and hurried to the backyard to find someone to report! At this time, the knife shop was in the backyard.

Boom! An extremely sharp blade was unleashed, shining as fast as a stream of light. Then, a force of soaring clouds came from the air, causing the waiter's clothes to flutter and his hair to dance wildly.

His whole body seemed to be out of control and crumbling! "It's amazing!"

The waiter was trembling all over, and for a moment he forgot the purpose of his arrival.

"What's up?"

The person who spoke was a woman, wearing a simple blue military uniform, with a slender body, and an elegant and white neck, with a face as cold as a snow lotus.

There was a faint murderous aura between her eyebrows, which loomed large, filling her whole body with a clean and decisive feeling.

At this moment, she stopped practicing the sword, raised her eyebrows, and looked at the person who suddenly broke in with a cold look in her eyes.

The waiter regretted seeing this very much. The shopkeeper didn't like to be interrupted when he was practicing swordsmanship! "Shopkeeper, someone just bought that knife..." The waiter practiced Wushuang from the time he came in to the time he went out, and everything happened.

He told the woman in front of him everything, no matter how big or small.

After the woman heard this, a look of surprise appeared on her delicate face, and she immediately asked the waiter in the store to send someone to follow Lian Wushuang and the others.

At this moment, Di Feng and Lian Wushuang walked out of half a stick of incense.

Suddenly, their expressions changed slightly, and they seemed to be looking in the same direction.

"Has a tail!"

Lian Wushuang frowned slightly and looked at Di Feng to remind him.

Di Feng's eyes darkened, and he said with a look of doubt on his face.

"I know, but the strange thing is that I don't feel murderous intent in this person. Keep walking and let me see what the purpose of this person is?"

Thinking about it, he dodged his body and led the tail behind him to a deserted trail.

At this moment.

Swish! A black shadow fell in front of Di Feng and the others.

Lian Wushuang noticed that this man had a sharp and domineering sword aura. He must be a sword practitioner like himself, so he felt a little more familiar with him inexplicably.

"Excuse me, why are you following me all the way?"

Lian Wushuang looked at the masked man coldly and asked.

The masked swordsman's eyes condensed, and the cold light was cold, "If you don't want to die, obediently hand over the knife in your hand!"

Seeing this, Di Feng smiled slightly, because he was surprised to find that although the masked swordsman was wearing men's clothing, his figure was slightly thin, without the masculinity of a man, and his whole body exuded a feminine and tough beauty.

Although the eyes that looked at Lian Wushuang were cold and cold, they were not very hostile.

He didn't help.

Looking at Lian Wushuang again, his innocent face was still cold and indifferent.

His smile deepened unconsciously.

Could it be that this iron tree is about to bloom?
Chapter completed!