Strange symbols attacked, and the symbols transformed into a rough-looking old man with a beard.

The rich second generation saw the old man trembling all over and shouted in horror, "Dad!"

Before he finished speaking, his rich second-generation friend was pierced through the chest by illusory images and fell into a pool of blood.

"Hey, why did you kill him!" Murong Yuntian was frightened and angry.

"Yuntian, this is our secret, we cannot let outsiders know!"

"I have just met you, which means I am also an outsider, so why should I go with you? Maybe you will also be ill-willed towards me!" Murong Yuntian said forcefully.

"How is that possible? Your father is our partner. I wonder why you, a manly man, don't have any courage in your head?" the black man said in disappointment.

Murong Yuntian thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll go with you!"

The black man took Murong Yuntian to a wide road, which was already in the wilderness in the outer suburbs and sparsely populated.

There is a circular manhole cover in the middle of the road, which at first glance looks like the mouth of a sewer manhole.

The black man walked over and bent down to open the manhole cover. Murong Yuntian came closer and looked down. He saw that it was bottomless inside and the golden light was eye-catching.

"Here, what's in here?" Murong Yuntian asked in surprise.

The black man smiled, showing his white teeth, "Go down!" and suddenly pushed Murong Yuntian down the well.

"Ah——!" The echo of Murong Yuntian's scream came from the mouth of the well.

The black man shook his head and mocked, "Coward!" Then he jumped off alone!

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Seventy-seven forty-nine hours later, it's night.

The moonlight is like water and the cool breeze blows.

Xiaolong and Sanming Xiangshi came to the rooftop of the entertainment city to check the situation of the Blood Shadow Saber.

They discovered that the Blood Shadow Saber soaked in the boy's urine was swimming around in the plastic basin like a carp.

"Eh? That's amazing!" Xiaolong exclaimed.

"Master, the blood spirit of Ah Qi, the weirdo in ancient costume, has been completely corroded by the child's urine."

Sanming Xiangshi picked up the Blood Shadow War Knife, stared at it carefully, and exclaimed, "It is indeed an ancient flying knife!"

"Are you going to drip my blood now?" Xiaolong asked.

"Yes, Master, after dripping with your blood, the sword will become one with you!" Sanming Xiangshi said.

Xiao Ming took out the blade he had prepared, made a small cut on his left index finger, and dropped a drop of blood on the sword.

Blood stained the knife.

The blood shadow sword swayed slightly in Sanmingxiangzhi's hand, exuding a silvery white cold light.

"Haha, okay master, take the flying knife!" As soon as Sanming Xiangshi handed the flying knife to Xiaolong, the blood shadow sword completely integrated into Xiaolong's left hand and disappeared.

"Huh? Xiao Ming, why did the sword disappear from my left hand?" Xiaolong asked in confusion.

"Haha, Master, it's not disappearing, but it's integrated with your body. If you want to fire a knife, you only need to clench your left fist, then shake your fist, and at the same time your fist changes into a palm, and the crescent-shaped flying knife will

Fly out," Sanming Xiangshi explained.

"Wow, it sounds cool! Shall I try it?" Xiaolong said impatiently.

"Master, this is a busy city, let's go to the suburbs and try it. You just got the sword, and I'm afraid you can't move it freely. It will be bad if you hurt someone!" Sanming Xiangshi suggested.

"Let's go to the suburbs!" Xiaolong said.

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In the wilderness on the outskirts of the city, in a dense forest.

"Master, give it a try with your sword!" Sanming Xiangshi said.

"Okay!" Xiaolong clenched his left fist and suddenly threw it forward. At the same time, his fist changed into a palm, and with a sound of "swish——!", the blood shadow sword flew out of his left hand, spinning in the air, towards the opposite row.

The small trees whirled away.

"Whoosh whoosh!" The flying knife slashed through the trees, and all the trees were cut in half.

Then, the flying knife came spinning.

"Xiao Ming, how do I take back the flying knife?" Xiaolong asked.

"Master, you just need to stretch out your palm, and the flying knife will naturally fly back like an obedient bird!" Sanming Xiangshi said.

"Oh!" Xiaolong stretched out his palm, and the flying knife landed on Xiaolong's palm, disappeared, and blended into Xiaolong's skin.

"Okay! Master is able to retract and retract the flying knife freely for the first time. What a genius!" Sanming Xiangshi said with a flattering smile.

"You will know in a moment whether you are a genius or a mediocre person!" Suddenly, Xiaolong and Sanmingxiangshi felt a strong wind blowing above their heads, accompanied by a deep voice.

The two of them looked up at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man wearing Qing Dynasty clothes with long braids holding a red tassel gun and slashing at them.

"Get out of the way!" Xiaolong shouted.

The two of them dodged to the left and right.

The strange man in Qing Dynasty clothes struck the ground with a red tassel spear, creating a deep trench immediately.

"Another weirdo in Qing Dynasty costumes!" Xiaolong said to himself.

"Netherworld Ancient Sect?" Sanming Xiangshi also said to himself.

"Haha, you still know about the Netherworld Ancient Sect? It shows that you are not human, right? Modern humans may not even know about such an ancient sect!" the strange man in clear clothes said with a smile.

"Hmph, the real Netherworld Ancient Sect has actually been reduced to ashes with the passage of time. You are just puppets made by modern humans under the banner of Netherworld Ancient Sect!" Xiaolong said disdainfully.

"Looking for death——!" The Qing Dynasty weirdo waved his spear in his hand, shooting out countless spears and piercing the little dragon.

"Blood Shadow Saber" Xi Long flicked his left hand, and the crescent-shaped Blood Shadow Saber spun out, whittling around the flying red tassel spear.

In the blink of an eye, the red tassel gun in the hand of the Qing Dynasty monster was cut in half.

"Take it—!" Xiaolong flashed his palm, and the blood shadow sword obediently whirled around, landed on his palm, and disappeared.

"Why do you have the treasure of our Netherworld Ancient Sect? Did you kill Ah Qi?" asked the strange man in clear clothes.

"Hehe, it was me who killed him!" Xiaolong said lightly, "What master of the Netherworld Ancient Sect, Ah Qi is simply vulnerable!"

"Damn it, Ah Qi. It's not a pity to die for stealing the treasure of the town. But he is one of ours after all, and I will avenge him today!" The strange man in Qing attire took half of the red tassel gun and attacked Xiaolong.

Xiaolong threw the blood shadow sword, and the flying knife spun away, cutting off a little finger of the Qingwei weirdo.

The strange man in plain clothes actually picked up his little finger, put it into his mouth, and chewed it, "Well, it tastes good!" He had endless aftertaste.

The strange man in clean clothes only cared about taste and did not dodge. Then the blood shadow sword cut off his limbs, fingers, toes, and finally his head.

The strange thing is that he has no blood.

"Master, I see something is wrong!" Sanming Xiangshi seemed to have a premonition of something ominous.

As soon as he finished speaking, the limbs, fingers, toes, and head of the strange man in clear clothes automatically combined, forming a human form in an instant.

"Ah——?" Xiaolong and Sanming Xiangshi were shocked.

"Hahaha! Do you think I will die?" The weirdo in plain clothes laughed proudly.

"Master, what's going on?" Sanming Xiangshi was a little confused.

"Didn't you say that they are other people's puppets? Even after the puppets have their limbs cut off, they will not automatically assemble? Damn it!" Xiaolong was puzzled.

"Haha, Xiaolong, today is your day to die!" Murong Yuntian's voice came from behind.

Xiaolong and Sanming Xiangshi turned around and saw Murong Yuntian coming from a distance with a group of brothers.

Murong Yuntian also held a strange electronic remote control in his hand.

Approaching Xiaolong, Murong Yuntian shook the electronic remote control in his hand and showed off, "Hey, Alang is my puppet. He cannot be killed. Someone is controlling him. You will die today!"

"Ah Qi is also a puppet, how could he be killed?" Sanming Xiangshi couldn't help but ask.

"Ah Qi is the first batch of public beta puppets, and now Ah Lang is the official version of the puppet, upgraded! Gah!" Murong Yuntian laughed wildly.

"Murong Yuntian, if I had known you were ungrateful, I shouldn't have cured your strange disease in the first place!" Xiaolong scolded.

"Gah, screw me, from the moment I was pushed into the toilet by your kid, I decided to do whatever it takes to make you disappear from this world!" Murong Yuntian said angrily.

"Huh, don't talk nonsense, it's not certain who will disappear today!" Xiaolong smiled coldly.

"Okay, then I'll play with you!" As he said that, Murong Yuntian started controlling the electronic remote control in his hand.

Alang rushed towards Xiaolong like a bad wolf.

Xiaolong threw the blood shadow flying knife again, cutting off his limbs.

"Master, I have an idea! If you eat his limbs, won't he be unable to assemble himself?" Sanming Xiangshi said proudly.

Saying that, Sanming Xiangshi pounced on it, picked up Alang's limbs from the ground, and ate them all in a flurry of wind.

Sanming Xiangshi covered his stomach and burped.

"Hehe, it smells so good!" Sanmingxiang said with a smile.
To be continued...