The red light of the demon sword dyes the crescent moon, and the blood splashes on the demon sword to form it.

The long night is crossed by drifting clouds.

In the dispersing smoke and dust, a few wisps of broken light flickered, and a lot of red blood drifted.

Three hundred years ago, the once-famous Demon Sword Ye Cry was shattered by the sound of the sword's roar, shattering into pieces like gold.

"That knife...how could..."

Shen Nanqing's face turned pale and she couldn't believe the scene she saw in front of her.

In her sight, only the broken hilt of the magic knife in Ye Bufan's hand was left, and the dark red blade was scattered like stars, floating and falling.

Almost at the same moment, the knife in Li Mo's hand groaned, as if roaring, as if roaring... more like a kind of crazy laughter.

This kind of laughter is more harsh than the cry of the magic knife just now.

A gray luster appeared on the surface of the [Black Dome Knife], and a terrifying vortex formed around it, like a big mouth, wildly and greedily devouring the shattered magic knife.

The wisps of broken light blades were involved in the whirlpool, attached to the surface of the black dome knife, and penetrated and fused little by little.

In a daze, Shen Nanqing even heard the sound of "crunching" chewing in his ears, like a beast eating, revealing primitive ignorance and cruelty.

"The Demon Sword...this is the Demon Sword..."

There seemed to be a voice echoing repeatedly in Shen Nanqing's heart, and the hand holding the "Fushan Sword" couldn't help but hold it tighter.

"Impossible...how could I lose in your hands again..."

At this moment, Ye Bufan had long forgotten that he was in danger. He looked at the magic knife that was easily cut off by Li Mo, and looked at the blood spurting and splattering... He seemed not to feel the pain, and could only feel the deep pain in his heart. Failure is powerless.

This feeling is like a drowning person on the vast ocean at night, gradually falling towards the depths of the sea, helpless and unable to catch even a strand of duckweed.

"I am a disciple of Heiming Mountain..."

"I am Ye Bufan..."

"I should have been bright and majestic...how could I lose in your hands..."

Ye Bufan's eyes turned red and he roared almost madly.

The fall in the black cloud vision, the defeat on the hanging list... Both times, he was able to use his spiritual sense to pass through the narrow path.

But tonight, in a real battle, he relied on the magic sword to kill suddenly.

Ye Bufan thought that such a self should be invincible, that such a self should defeat all enemies, that such a self would be invincible...

However, just one move...

He stood in front of Li Mo, not even blocking a single move. The magic sword shattered and Tianjiao was defeated.

His pride, his madness, his hope... collapsed that night, without any excuse or room.

"I lost... I lost... I was defeated by the successor of Black Sword... Li Mo..."

Ye Bufan laughed crazily, with two lines of blood and tears flowing from his eyes.

He knew that after tonight, his journey to the capital would be over, and it would be over before the newcomers could fight.

After being defeated by Li Mo, he no longer has the qualifications to aspire to the top.

Buzz…

The sword's roar shook the sky, extinguishing the floating clouds. The strange black dome sword vibrated violently, the air exploded, the vortex reversed, and the terrifying atmosphere rose again, covering the entire courtyard.

"This is...retreat quickly..."

Shen Nanqing's eyes suddenly sank and she screamed in shock.

Ye Bufan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately regained consciousness. His body suddenly flashed, and he instinctively wanted to escape.

However, it was too late.

After the Black Dome Sword devoured the Demon Sword Ye Cry, it finally broke through the boundary between the underworld and the world. The frenzied atmosphere was like a furious sea wave, spreading around with Li Mo as the center.

Only an explosion was heard, and Ye Bufan was finally half a step slower. His arm was almost swallowed whole, and was crushed to pieces by the invisible force, leaving only a section of the white bones exposed in the air. .

Rumble…

The terrifying scene became more and more grand, stretching from east to west, covering all directions, and seemed to swallow the entire courtyard.

"What...what is this?"

"The sword energy turns into flowing clouds, and the dark night shakes the sky... Is there such a weird sword in this world?"

"In the vast night, I only see this ray of sword light... the demon sword, the demon sword..."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the vision above Li Mo's head.

The Black Dome Sword began to transform, and blood surged around the body. The demon elephant jungle, and the gray light were like a space between yin and yang, covering it heavily.

Even though Shen Nanqing was well-informed about such an abnormal phenomenon, he had never heard of it.

She is a disciple of the Xuantian Pavilion and a member of the [Sword God Association]. She has seen many famous swords being forged, including quite a few who have reached the first level, but she has never seen such a scene.

At this moment, Xuantian Pavilion.

In an ancient palace, there are broken weapons, broken halberds, heavy axes with silver hooks... densely packed weapons are inserted into every corner, and at first glance they look like the remains of an ancient battlefield.

No one would have thought that there is such a special place in Xuantian Pavilion.

In fact, the number of people who are qualified to set foot in the huge Xuantian Pavilion is limited to two hands.

At the highest point of the hall, a golden box is enshrined, with nine strange weapons engraved on it, and the lock is sealed with a mysterious seal.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the ground of the ancient palace shook slightly, and the golden box at the top actually shone with a faint light, almost flashing by.

"Um!?"

Next to the palace door, the stone statue with the body of a bird or animal suddenly moved, its eyes widened, and it made a buzzing sound as it looked towards the main hall.

"There seemed to be some movement in the [Bing Zang Golden Box] just now!?"

"Stop talking nonsense... If there is a mysterious soldier in the world, he will be crowned king within ten years..."

At this moment, another stone statue with an animal head and human body also spoke.

"The Golden Box of Weapons is a rare treasure left by the [Soldier Master]. It can sense all the treasures and weapons in the world... If you have the qualifications to become a king, it must be imprinted in the golden box..."

"Now that the golden box has returned to silence, it is natural that the storm has not arisen and the world is at peace."

As he spoke, the stone statue with an animal head and human body slowly withdrew its gaze.

The Weapon Master is one of the [Seven Secrets of Xuantian], and this [Weapon Hidden Gold Box] is the treasure he left behind.

"But...the weapon master once left a message. There are some weapons in this world that are born out of weirdness and heresy...their owner is unlucky. If this happens and is short-lived, he must report it, even if he is thousands of miles away.

Please bring him back."

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"Then are you sure that the golden box just issued a warning?"

"I'm not sure, I just fell asleep... I seemed to be agitated..." The stone statue of a bird and beast said hesitantly.

"I fell asleep too...forget it...Human beings say that if an official wants to avoid disaster, he would rather have no merit than suffer..."

After all, the stone statue with an animal head and a human body was born first and lived clearly, so he quickly comforted him.

"Now that the Lord of War has gone to pursue the Sword Immortal in White... how can he have the time to come back for such a trivial matter? If we make a mistake in the report, we will not be exempted from punishment, and we may have to go back to practice again."

"That makes sense, let's go back to sleep."

"Okay, be good, let's sleep together."

As they spoke, the two stone statues took off their coats and walked to the side of the hall embracing each other.

…

In the quiet little courtyard, all the strange phenomena disappeared, surging like the tide of a river, and transformed into the three-foot-long blade in Li Mo's hand.

The gray stream of light suddenly shattered, finally revealing its true appearance with a new edge.

After the black dome swallowed the magic knife, earth-shaking changes took place. The original darkness faded away and turned into a hazy gray, just like between yin and yang, within the sun and the moon.

The hilt of the knife seems to fit perfectly with Li Mo's tiger's mouth. At first glance, the whole body looks like a knife but not a knife, and looks like a sword but not a sword.

With such an attractive appearance, it looks ordinary compared to the previous Black Dome Knife.

"That knife...has become different!?"

"Is this still a knife?"

"Why do you look so ordinary? It doesn't seem so scary anymore?"

The smoke and dust scattered, and the eyes fell on the blade in Li Mo's hand. The original fear and shock seemed to dissipate a lot.

At this moment, they even had the courage to face the knife.

At this time, the weapon that had just swallowed the Demon Sword Ye Cry turned back.

However, in the field, there were only Mo Jinshu who was silent, Ye Bufan who was seriously injured, and Shen Nanqing who was clenching her jade hands with a solemn look on her face.
To be continued...