A drunken broken knife?

Ling Ruoyu carefully knelt down and looked at the broad knife lying in front of the tombstone.

The broad knife lay there quietly, with the smell of wine still lingering on it. Somehow, even though it was just a knife, it always made people imagine a girl lying there with circles around her eyes, muttering something inaudible.

words.

Is it really a knife that can make you drunk?

This kind of weird spirituality... If the senior just now is really Han Wubing, then this knife must be the real dragon bird!

The girl's heart was beating, and she held the knife with both hands like a pilgrim.

It's so heavy even if you don't hold it in a handful!

Is this really a weapon that a person can wield with one hand?

The earliest dragon bird weighed several dozen kilograms, and God knows how much it weighed after Zhao Changhe re-forged. Probably the quantifier "jin" is no longer applicable, and "jun" should be used. The dragon bird has the spirit to automatically fit the weight that is most comfortable for the owner, no matter how heavy it is.

It doesn't matter, but if outsiders want to take it, then just accept it.

Ling Ruoyu was at the ninth level of the Mysterious Entrance, ranked first among the Hidden Dragons, and his strength was no joke. However, he was injured and had no energy at all. His pretty face was so red that he struggled to drag, almost causing the wound to burst, so he dragged the broken body with great difficulty.

The knife entered the bamboo forest.

This place is not safe. Since the Demon Sect already has clues that the dragon bird appears nearby, someone will come to find it soon. The holy sword cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of the Demon.

Going through the bamboo forest is the Ancient Sword Lake. Opposite the Sword Lake is the Sword Lake City. There are people from the Demon Suppression Department inside who can ask for help...

The dazed Long Que was woken up by the drag, and felt that this little sister who was dragging the knife was so cute.

With such a standard Sunset Divine Sword, this must be Aunt Yue’s apprentice. Aren’t they the same generation as me, so they should call me Senior Sister Queque! Why do you treat me with the same attitude as a pilgrim... Could it be that thirty years have passed,

History has become a legend, and her master did not mention love affairs to her, so that she didn't even know that the so-called King Zhao was her master's husband?

Yes, that should be the case, otherwise she should call Han Wubing uncle instead of senior when she sees him.

Junior sister, do you really not know that your background is more than just a Tianbang master?

The girl was sweating profusely and finally dragged the drunken knife out of the bamboo forest. The front suddenly widened, and a mirror-like lake appeared in front of her. The night rain hit the lake surface, causing ripples everywhere.

The night view of Jianhu Lake was beautiful, but it was not beautiful in the girl's heart. She clearly sensed the warning signs that someone was approaching following the trail.

"So it's here." A voice sounded in the air, and a skinny man suddenly appeared in front of him, with countless people following behind him.

The man stopped by the lake, looked at Ling Ruoyu and chuckled: "Miss Ling is so ethereal and solitary, she is as light as a feather, and her lightness skills have always been praised by the world. How come Jianhu City is so close, but you don't enter the city quickly, but you drag such a heavy knife?

Dragging down lives?"

Ling Ruoyu took a deep breath: "Thirty-nine on the list, Du Wu Chang Wan Chun... It turns out you are also a member of the Demon Society..."

"I don't dare to be a mere pawn."

"The imperial court is now at its peak, and there are so many rankings in the sky. No matter how much you do, it is just like a worm shaking a tree. What are you planning?"

"Then don't worry, girl..." Chang Wanchun said with a smile: "As long as we get this knife, we can use it. As for you, girl, your potential is known to the world, and you are also a good seedling, so why not follow us?

It will be in your interest to go back together."

Countless painful histories have proven that villains die from talking too much, and Chang Wanchun would not make such a mistake. As he spoke, a pair of magic hands had already pinched Ling Ruoyu's throat.

Now that the strength of everyone in the world has improved a lot, the strength in the middle of the rankings has already been hidden in the second level. Ling Ruoyu is still at the entrance, and the strength gap is a bit big. This is not even the capital to win with the weak and the strong.

What's more, the injury at this moment is not serious, no matter how hard it looks, I can't fight...

Ling Ruoyu thrust out his sword in despair and made a near-death fight.

It's a blessing to die here. If you are captured alive...

Just as I was thinking desperately, the wind suddenly whistled in my ears, like a sound like a door board blowing in front of me, followed by Chang Wanchun's scream, which was extremely shrill in the night rain.

A severed arm flew up, blood splattered.

Ling Ruoyu stared dumbfoundedly as the broad knife jumped up and slashed at Chang Wanchun: "Where are the dog's paws? To get this knife? You are the one who deserves it! Smelly fish!"

!”

Each strike was a force that could tear mountains apart, and the fierce murderous intent and coercion shocked even Ling Ruoyu, who was standing behind him, almost unable to move, let alone Chang Wanchun, who was facing the coercion.

In just an instant, the skinny body was split into seventeen or eighty pieces, the internal organs were scattered on the ground, and the blood gurgled and was washed away by the rain. The scene was strange and brutal.

In the middle of the list, the second level secret treasure... was chopped into pieces by a talking knife without even showing a gesture of resistance...

The group of men in black who followed Chang Wanchun were all dumbfounded. They looked at the bouncing broadsword and stepped back step by step: "Monsters... monsters..."

The dragon bird held its head high and rushed towards them: "Where are there so many miscellaneous fishes? Let them all die!"

There was a burst of thunder in the sky, hitting the tip of Longque's knife.

The dragon bird trembled all over, then fell to the ground and bounced twice on the grass by the lake.

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

As the thunder and lightning struck down, another figure came: "With such power, it is undoubtedly a dragon bird. The sword spirit is like this, it has almost become a demon."

Ling Ruoyu really wanted to say, power refers to this stupid look that was so electric that he was twitching on the ground? But he was not in the mood to say it, because the person at the moment was a land leader, and it was said that he could almost break the imperial guard...

Number thirty-four on the Earth Ranking, Thunder Sword Li Huangquan.

The girl didn't know whether to cry or to be inspired by good fortune. This was not a war situation that she, a Qianlongbang member, should be involved in. If she had not met Han Wubing and Longque, she would have fled to the city to find reinforcements. It stands to reason

This was supposed to be a matter that Han Wubing, the number one person under the gods and demons, could solve, but for some reason he was given a girl from the entrance hall to play the leading role...

The dragon bird jumped up from the ground with a groan: "Where did you come from? You dare to say that I am a monster!"

Li Huangquan waved his hand, and the figures behind him dispersed, forming a faint formation: "Although you are strong, unfortunately, the sword is just a knife after all, and it cannot replace the strength of a person. And the intelligence seems to be... Well, we have our own way to let you use it.

Not coming out."

Did you call me mentally retarded? Long Que turned to Ling Ruoyu and asked, "Did he just call me a retard?"

Ling Ruoyu couldn't answer.

Longque jumped back, and the handle of the knife automatically entered Ling Ruoyu's hand: "Who said we have no one left?"

Ling Ruoyu: "?"

I can't even lift it... uh no.

The heavy sword that was so heavy just now that I had to drag it with my life to drag it out of the bamboo forest now weighs as much in my hand as the long sword I am used to, so light.

"Wave me." Longque said.

Ling Ruoyu never swung the knife, but subconsciously swung it, instinctively injecting Qi into it.

Then I felt that my movements were changed by the sword, from the trajectory of swinging a sword to an angry slash across the sky, with a powerful and thunderous strike that I had never seen before.

"boom!"

The true energy injected into the knife was stimulated, and the power contained in the knife was triggered. A half-moon slashing sword light swept across with a bang, and all the men in black blocking the front of the sword lake were cut into two pieces with one knife.

Even Li Huangquan from Dibang was unable to resist the knife, and could only dodge in an extremely embarrassed manner, rolling on the ground for several feet without stopping.

Thousands of armies are defeated. King Zhao once used this sword to defeat thousands of armies and sweep across the enemy camp among thousands of troops!

Just the tip of the iceberg of the skills left by the predecessors can stir up a storm in the girl's heart. If this sword is born, if it really falls into the hands of the devil, it will truly turn the world upside down!

"Let's go." The dragon bird darted towards the lake quickly, but Ling Ruoyu couldn't hold it back and was carried away into the lake.

"Plop!" The man fell into the lake with his knife and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a gurgling blood trail on the lake.

Li Huangquan rolled on the ground and jumped up angrily: "Chasing! There is a secret realm of an independent sword room at the bottom of the sword lake. There is no way to hide! They are setting themselves up for death!"

Long Que indeed took Ling Ruoyu into the sword room at the bottom of the lake.

The sword room had been cleaned up a long time ago, and Shuanghua's remains were taken back to the capital by the Four Symbols Sect for a good burial. The various ancient swords hanging in the sword room were also collected by Xia Chichi in the royal family. Han Wubing could feel it here.

All kinds of sword intent have dissipated without a trace so far, and there is nothing special anymore.

There is only a futon that once contained the gold foil of the Heavenly Book, which seems to be commemorating something.

Ling Ruoyu fell down on the futon hurt and tired, and put Longque aside. He took out the medicine bottle he carried with him and took some medicine, and asked carefully: "Are you...really the Holy Sword of Longque?"

Long Que greatly enjoyed being called such a respectful title by his little junior sister. He put his hands on his hips and said, "Don't worry, junior master... Anyway, as long as I'm here, those miscellaneous fish won't be able to hurt you even a hair!"

The girl was silent. Without you, I would have gone to fetch reinforcements. How could I have encountered this alone... With you here, it seems that it is not that reliable. Others are fully prepared to deal with a knife in order to capture it...

…Not to mention your wisdom...Forget it, have you sobered up?

Now trapped in this environment with no way to heaven or earth, the girl couldn't think of any chance to survive.

She didn't say this after all, but just sighed: "I'll adjust my breath for a while, and when I regain some strength, I'll break out and lure Li Huangquan away, and you go in another direction. With your strength, as long as you're not in a trap, no one else will be you."

The enemy of one."

Longque was stunned: "What do you mean, you lure them away and you will die?"

Ling Ruoyu smiled and said: "You are King Zhao's sword, you should not fall into the hands of evil spirits. After leaving, go to the capital to report the news. This group of people from the Demon Society always feel that they have ulterior motives. There may be other beings behind them, and they are not ordinary.

Ambitious people. Well... if you have a chance, help me go to Tianshan and give a message to my master. Her name is Yue..."

"Your master needs no introduction." Longque put his hands on his hips and tilted his head, looking at the little girl as if she were looking at a fool.

But this idiot has less experience, and his temperament is similar to that of her master, and also similar to that stinky fish named Zhao.
To be continued...