The demonic sword cries at night, and when its edge is just revealed, it has a frightening power.

A stream of light appears at the end of the mysterious blade, and ghosts and gods are frightened and impermanent.

On the crystal table, the dark red long knife hummed and vibrated softly, and the terrifying aura could hardly be suppressed. The night wind blew up like crazy, and everyone was so shocked that they did not dare to look directly.

At this moment, even the [Black Dome Sword] behind Li Mo was trembling slightly and it was difficult to control himself. (The name of the sword in the previous chapter was incorrect and has been changed)

You must know that Li Mo's [Black Dome Sword] is a second-grade rune weapon with an extraordinary origin. It was originally the Tianshi Mansion magic sword, but was later recast and named Red Flame.

In the Longyuan Mansion, this sword swallowed the dragon's demonic bones, and was refined and transformed into a demonic sword, named Red Dragon.

In Wangxuan City, Li Mo suppressed Lin Ming on Sun Moon Mountain and used his sword to show off his power, devouring the two most precious treasures [Eight Treasures Moon Cicada] and [Nine Li Fire Essence].

Red Dragon won the Sun and Moon Pill, and Xuanming returned to the original world and entered the transcendent world.

At this point, Li Mo's sword was finally promoted to the second-grade rune weapon, and was named Black Dome.

That day, when he was going through the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation, this demonic sword was even enlightened by the magic sword left by the black sword, absorbing its essence, and becoming mysterious inside.

The demon dragon reaches the law, the sun and the moon shine together, the mysterious life is enlightened, and the black dome turns into a blade.

Now, the [Black Dome Sword] in Li Mo's hand is no longer extraordinary.

Even so, the moment [Night Screaming Knife] appeared, Li Mo's knife actually reacted and was almost unable to suppress it.

"This is the enemy!?"

Li Mo's face darkened slightly, feeling the hidden hostility of the [Black Dome Sword].

Demon Sword Night Cry once seriously injured Black Sword and absorbed the essence and blood from his heart orifice.

Li Mo also practiced the Nine Life Method, which can be said to have the same origin but different currents. Under his tempering day and night, the Black Dome Sword gradually became assimilated. At this time, he could sense each other from a distance, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Rumble…

At this moment, the [Night Screaming Sword] sealed in the crystal platform suddenly shook violently, and the dark red sword energy swept through the madness, like a surge of anger...

Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the crystal platform.

Suddenly, that cold breath came out from the crack, it was so powerful and domineering that it made people suffocate.

"It's really a magic sword. It has no owner to control it, and it actually has such a terrible sense of oppression!?"

A young man screamed in shock. He was closest to the crystal platform. The extreme pressure was like a river and sea bursting its embankments, rolling in. The knife in his hand even groaned, and cracks appeared. It seemed that he could not withstand such ferocious force at all.

Power.

"Um!?"

Shen Nan's delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed with a strange look on her face. She cried her sword at night and covered the crystal stage with dust. She never woke up.

She didn't know why tonight was so abnormal. The demonic image first appeared and was about to break out of the seal.

Buzz…

Shen Nanqing took a step forward, but raised the short sword in his hand. Although it was not out of its sheath, the sword was floating like a green shirt, stretching thousands of miles across, suppressing the calmness of the river and sea, and making the three rivers peaceful.

"Fushan Sword... That is a first-grade rune weapon, Fushan Sword..."

Someone whispered and recognized Shen Nanqing's sword.

Rune weapons are already rare when they reach the third level.

First-grade weapons are the pinnacle of rune weapons, and ordinary spiritual breath realms may not be able to possess them.

Shen Nanqing's [Fushan Sword] is quite prestigious. The reason why she was able to obtain this sword, in addition to her relationship with Martial Arts Mountain, was because of her status as a member of the [Sword God Association].

Having such a large sword hut earned her a reward from the [Sword God Association]...

That is this Fushan knife.

Buzz buzz...

The night cries that were covered in dust in the crystal platform gradually subsided under the suppression of the Fushan Sword, but the fierce power was still there, the sword roared and trembled, and the tiger stared at him eagerly.

"It's really amazing. Legend has it that when this magic sword was born, it was among the first-class ones."

"Nonsense, at that time Heijian was young and defeated all the geniuses of the five major sects... With such qualifications, how could he be seriously injured if the magic sword hadn't shocked the world?"

"This sword was robbed once. Three hundred years have passed, and I'm afraid it won't be the same again."

"Even so, it is much stronger than most second-grade rune weapons."

In the quiet courtyard, discussions abounded.

Everyone's faces are full of desire and greed. Who doesn't want to take this prestigious magic sword as his own?

You must know that this sword has drunk the blood of the black sword. It has extraordinary significance and unlimited killing power.

However, in this small courtyard, how many people can really control it?

After being sealed in dust for three hundred years, even though its sharp edge has shrunk, this magic sword still has a strong bone.

"This sword is destined to me, and it should be in my hands."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the quiet courtyard.

There was a sudden commotion, and everyone followed the sound. Among the crowd, an arrogant figure slowly walked out. His black hair was like a waterfall, and his cold eyes were as cold as the night sky.

"Ye Bufan!?"

In the corner, Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that he would see Ye Bufan here again.

On that day, when he first arrived at Wangxuan City, he caused the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation, and he was the first person to be killed.

Ye Bufan's spiritual sense was beaten to the point where he could hardly possess him, and he could not come out of seclusion ever since. The disciples of Heiming Mountain were depressed for a long time and were often teased by the other four sects.

It wasn't until Yue Xiaoxiang from Yaoshen Mountain and Lin Ming from Sun Moon Mountain also went into retreat that the ridicules gradually subsided.

"The descendant of Black Mingshan..."

Shen Nanqing looked normal, as if he had already expected Ye Bufan's appearance.

In fact, the Demonic Sword Night Cry was originally forged from Heiming Mountain. Back then, the proud leader of the five major mountain sects attacked and killed the Black Sword.

This collection is the most precious piece in the Shennan Qing Daolu.

Heimingshan came forward and paid enough price to finally persuade Shen Nanqing to give Ye Bufan such an opportunity.

Tonight's battle was just a gimmick, a gimmick planned by Zhengyi Bookstore. The only one who could really have the opportunity to test the sword was Ye Bufan.

"Here comes the real show."

Mo Jinyan remained silent and stood quietly beside him.

Although this daughter of the Justice Bookstore has a bookish air, at this moment, her calm eyes cannot hide the look of anticipation and excitement.

"Senior Sister Shen..."

Ye Bufan stepped forward and bowed.

The five major mountain sects are connected by the same spirit, not to mention that they are both disciples of the Xuantian Pavilion, so naturally they are considered to be from the same sect.

"Remember, you only have one chance." Shen Nan said calmly.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! According to the agreement, if Ye Bufan cannot control Ye Xi, the magic knife will still belong to her, without any loss.

"That's enough."

Ye Bufan turned around suddenly, his arm moved like a spear, his five fingers intertwined, and he directly shattered the crystal platform, and his big hand directly grabbed the magic sword Ye Xi.

"He takes action directly?"

Everyone changed their colors slightly and subconsciously took two steps back.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a burst of sword roars rose into the sky, like the cry of a ferocious beast, shaking the night sky, and the dark red sword energy swept across, causing the clouds to collapse and cover the stars.

"The magic sword...it really is the magic sword..."

Everyone was horrified, and the sabers around them could not help but vibrate.

Today, the courtyard is full of people who love and use swords. Counting Shen Nanqing's collection, there are hundreds of precious swords...

At this moment, amidst the night cry of the demon sword, hundreds of blades suddenly screamed in unison, and they also let out a sword cry that was almost a cry.

"Ahhh...my ears...what on earth is this sound?"

Someone let out a wail of pain, put down the knife in his hand, covered his ears with his hands, fell to his knees, and his face turned as pale as paper.

However, the strange sound of the sword's roar was pervasive, filling the sky at night and causing all the demons and ghosts to worry.

roar……

Ye Bufan raised the Yewei Dao and let out an angry roar. His sleeves were torn and his right arm was exposed. Veins appeared and were full of blood, as if the surging blood would stretch that arm out at any time.

However, this man's scarlet eyes were sinister, revealing endless madness and unyielding will.

Deep in the eyes, there seemed to be a figure flickering, and countless images flashed intertwined in front of Ye Bufan's eyes.

The black cloud vision, that "dirty thing" towering high above him, suppressed his spiritual sense and it was difficult to recover.
To be continued...