Broken Blade is beyond repair? Start by fusing the Demon Blade Thousand Blades

"Lightning whirlwind strikes!"

Yang Linfei summoned the Thousand Blades of Magic Swords in the air, and teleported five or six times in a row to come directly behind Jack Holly.

"Ah, what! How come you're so fast!"

Jack Holly had a bad feeling and turned his head to look, only to see Yang Lin holding up his hands and swinging the magic sword Thousand Blades with a purple glow.

Clang!

Jack Holly was, after all, a talented young man from the Black Hand Gang. His reaction speed was astonishingly fast, and he immediately summoned a rapier to block in front of him.

however!

The middle part of the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades shattered, while the upper part of the blade continued to swing forward without any hindrance.

"what!"

Jack Holly's pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

next second.

Puff.

The blade hit his chest, leaving a long bloody mark.

Jack Holly ignored the pain in his wound and turned around and flew away quickly.

Yang Lin held the magic knife Thousand Blades in his hand and smacked his lips as he watched his figure gradually leaving.

"Tsk, you're really willing to do anything to win. Don't you even want to be a human being?"

He used such despicable means before the game even started, even though his level was obviously several levels higher than his own.

"Master, why don't we just kill him."

Xiao Zi jumped out of the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades, speaking with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

Yang Lin shook his head.

"It's not easy to kill them, and it's impossible to kill them. The leaders of the various sects not far away will definitely come out to stop the fighting when they hear the noise."

"Besides, even though he is a genius of the Black Hand Gang, his methods are so despicable. If the leader comes, won't he take advantage of this rare opportunity to mess with us?"

"Um... Master, what you said makes sense, but do you really not intend to teach him a lesson for poisoning you?"

Yang Lin picked up the magic sword Thousand Blades and gently wiped the broken blade.

"When I attacked just now, I put some poison-absorbing pill liquid on the blade. I hit that kid and left a wound. I guess the poison has already seeped into his meridians."

Xiao Zi closed her eyes and felt the blade for a while, then opened her eyes and said in surprise:

"Wow, so that's how it is, Master, you are so despicable."

Three black lines crossed Yang Lin's face.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? I'm just giving someone a taste of their own medicine. How can that be considered mean?"

"Oh, that's called... obscene?"

"..."

"Well, it seems I have to teach you how to speak later."

......

Jack Holly carried his injured body and flew all the way to land near the Assassin's Temple.

"Damn, those despicable Dragon people actually dared to injure me so badly."

He removed his mask and tore off his clothes.

Inside was a 20-centimeter-long, extremely shocking wound.

"Years of training have made me no longer afraid of any pain, but I have to get back the face I lost for escaping so humiliatingly from a Dragon Countryman who is not as advanced as me."

Jack Holly took out a healing pill, twisted it gently with his right hand, turned it into powder and sprinkled it on the wound.

Within a minute, the wound healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"My dear student, why are you here? I was just looking for you for something urgent."

David Stephen was floating in the air. He wanted to find Jack to discuss the content of the game, but he couldn't find him.

In the blink of an eye, I ran into him here while strolling.

Seeing the wounds on Jack Holly's body, he frowned slightly and landed in front of him.

"Jack Holly, what happened to you? It looks like a knife wound. Did someone hurt you?"

"No, there is no one here except the people from the Assassin's Temple. The elders and leaders of the other eight assassin organizations are all in the central area. The highest level of the remaining disciples is the young man from the Seven Colors Sect and the Brotherhood, but they are not as good as you in any aspect. Tell the teacher quickly, who hurt you?"

Jack Holly's eyes were somewhat evasive.

So he said, confusing right and wrong:

"It's like this, teacher. I just went for a walk in the forest and ran into Yang Lin from the Seven Colors Sect. I thought we were all members of the Eight Great Assassin Organizations, so I was just about to go up and say hello to him, but I didn't expect... "

Jack Holly pretended to sob a few times, and David Stephen's face turned a little darker when he saw this.

Before Jack could continue to lie and fabricate facts, David Stephen suddenly slapped him out of nowhere.

Vast spiritual energy surged out, and Jack Holly was instantly blown several meters away by the huge force.

"waste!"

The spiritual energy transmitted the sound.

"As soon as you open your mouth, I know what you are going to say. As a member of my Black Hand Gang, you are pretending to be a piece of shit. It's just that you failed in your sneak attack and got hurt. Why don't you fight him openly for a round? Don't you have the confidence to defeat Yang Lin from the Seven Colors Sect with your strength?"

David Stephen snapped.

This student of his grew up under his eyes, and he knows everything he does, says, and has a unique personality.

As a powerful man in the eighth realm and the ninth level with an extremely broad vision and experience, how could a mere fourth realm Jack Horry fool him?

Jack got up from the ground, touched his face and looked at Teacher David with an obviously confused expression.

"Teacher, I, I know I was wrong."

He also knew his teacher's character. No matter whether he was right or wrong, he just had to admit his mistakes.

“哟，这不黑手帮的大卫吗，今日有幸怎么揍起来爱徒了。”

Hearing the sound, David Stephen looked up.

The leader of Qi Sha Sect flashed his fan and floated in the air.

"Hmph, Qi Sha, you have no right to interfere in my family affairs."

"Who said I want to intervene? I wish you would hit him harder. Looking at the wound, could it be that you made him hurt himself?"

Jack Holly's wounds were interrupted just as they were beginning to heal.

So there was still blood on his chest.

"Hmph, I'll say it again, stay out of my family affairs. It's not your turn to interfere in my Black Hand Gang."

David Stephen snorted coldly, and began to protect his whole body with all his might.

Behind him, a giant black Western dragon can be vaguely seen with its head raised.

The leader of the Seven Kills Sect was not afraid at all.

Unleashing his momentum, visible green waves rose up and rushed towards David Stephen like a tsunami.

All of a sudden, the sky changed suddenly, and the clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds.

The cold wind was howling, and the temperature dropped from nearly forty to just over ten.

This is the strength of a strong person in the ninth realm. When his aura is unleashed, even heaven and earth will change.

Inside the Assassin's Temple.

Black Rakshasa, who was drinking alone, looked at the sky that was suddenly filled with dark shadows and the green energy not far away, and his expression changed slightly.

He drank the white wine in his hand in one gulp.

"Oh, really. Every time Qi Sha meets David Stephen, it's like they're meeting an enemy. It's no surprise that the two of them meet again. It's really not peaceful at all."

"It's like this every year, Master. Could it be that there is a conflict between the Seven Colors Sect and the Black Hand Gang?"

asked the dark soul who was forced to drink with his master.

Black Rakshasa hummed and continued drinking.

"Well... it's not like there's any big hatred. I remember asking him about it when I visited him a few years ago. He said he just didn't like those European and American monkeys and wanted to slap them."

The corners of Dark Soul's mouth twitched.

"Does the leader of the Black Hand Gang also dislike the leader of the Seven Kills and want to beat him up?"

"Yes."

"..."