Rune Master

The tide-like knife-eating ants came out from every gap in the pile of residual knives. Their bodies were covered with bright white armor, and their backs were engraved with circle-shaped knife patterns. A section of .

"Fuck! Is this an ant?" Jing Chen threw Asura back, and Xiaotuanzi quickly found a place behind him.

The crazy knife-eating ants can be described overwhelmingly, except that they can't fly.

The terrible thing is that each one is the size of a fist, it's just... an insult to the term "ants"!

"I really can't find creatures smaller than them in the sea of ​​swords." He Sanqi still has time to joke, "I heard that adding some spices from Shizhou after stir-frying tastes good."

Jing Chen condemned with the eyes of "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, I misread you", "The enemy is in front of you, and you still want to eat!"

He Sanqi snorted, "I thought you would be interested in this."

Jing Chen turned his head, turned back quickly, and asked carefully, "Is it really delicious?"

He Sanqi, "..." He knew it would happen.

But right now is obviously not the time to discuss braised or stir-fried, because they simply don't have the time to put the knife-eating ants into the storage ring.

They ran for a while, and when they were about to get away from the knife-eating ants, they turned around a mound of broken knives and met someone who was running like them.

He Sanqi saw it, hey, acquaintance, "Old Ma, why are you here?"

The middle-aged man is slightly fatter, his hair is cut to a full inch, and he is very energetic. He has a big knife half the height of a person behind his back.

"It's Lao He." The old horse deviated from the route and approached the three of Jing Chen, "Hey, don't stop, there is an evil star behind us, we can't afford to provoke them if we want to live."

He Sanqi and the old horse seemed to have a good relationship. Although they were both running for their lives, their expressions were quite relaxed, "That's a coincidence, there is a wave of knife-eating ants behind me, and you should work harder."

"I'll go! It's all fatal!"

So the three people who were running turned into four people, and finally when both sides got rid of the pursuers, the four people relaxed and felt like they were surviving after a catastrophe.

Surviving in the sea of ​​swords is really hanging your life on the waist of your trousers.

"What's the matter with you?" He Sanqi adjusted his internal breath and asked.

The old horse waved his hand, "Don't mention it, wasn't the Overlord of the Demon Saber recognized as the master some time ago, I wanted to go and see what kind of character it was, and that's all I need to know about this Demon Saber."

"Where do you know that this evil star kills people without asking the reason at all. The ghost knows that I really just went to have a look. Those who didn't plan to do anything were affected by the group of people who came to grab the magic knife."

"Magic Blade Overlord!" Jing Chen and Ling Yi said in unison.

"Why, you want it too?" Lao Ma shook his head regretfully, "I have no chance. Even though that man is an evil star, he is really a top-notch swordsman, and fits well with the Overlord. Others are useless."

"You said that the one who came to hunt down is the holder of the Demon Saber Overlord?" He Sanqi asked what the two of them hadn't finished asking.

Seeing the subtle faces of the three of them, Lao He didn't understand, so he just said, "You don't really mean it, right? To be honest, Lao He, we are old friends. I advise you, this muddy water will not flow."

"Speaking of which, even though he was known as 'Hundred People's Killer' a few days ago, he had his hands counted." The old horse sighed, "I don't know why these days, I draw my sword when I see anyone, and I almost lost my life. "

The corner of He Sanqi's mouth twitched. Are you sure you have such things as Wan. Jie and Jie Cao?

"Let me tell you what expression you have. I've been your partner for more than ten years. I know what you're thinking even if you fart..." Before he finished speaking, Lao Ma's face changed drastically, "Here it comes again!"

As soon as the words fell, a knife appeared on the heads of the four.

The saber is so huge that it doesn't look like a real body, it seems to be a virtual image, or a metamorphosis of a mysterious spirit seal.

The knife fell with the momentum of the knife, wide open and closed, extremely domineering, the blade slashed straight down, and the power of the magic rune attached to it spread outward, forming a dark golden membrane.

"Back away." Ling Yi didn't have time to think about it, and immediately drew his sword, the power of the extreme sword seal surged around him, and he endured the knife without using the sword intent.

"Boom." The saber and sword collided with momentum, but the real body didn't really touch it, and the crisp sound was still deafening.

Invisible air waves interweaved between the two weapons, cutting out countless deep marks on the ground, and finally formed a large circular pit with the sword as the center.

Behind Candao Hill, a person walked out slowly.

"Yes, it's the evil star!" The old horse trembled and said, "Old He! Why are you standing there, run away!"

He Sanqi looked at the sky, "I was hired into Daohai to look for someone. If the owner of Demon Saber Overlord is him, I should be looking for this person."

Lao Ma, "...Well, brother, I want to live a few more years, so I will leave first."

As he said that, he really disappeared in a flash, and Jing Chen was amazed at the speed - he deserved to be in the sea of ​​swords all year round.

The attacking sword was retracted, and the people who followed showed their figures.

Dressed in black and dark gold-trimmed strong clothes, he is tall and straight, with a calm and domineering demeanor in his walking movements.

What is even more striking is that his whole body is viscous like blood, as if he can see Shura Hell at a glance.

Asura climbed onto Jingchen's shoulder and licked his lower lip, "Qi, it's delicious."

Jing Chen poked his forehead with his fingers, "I know how to eat! Eating this kind of thing will hurt your stomach!"

He Sanqi looked up at the sky, why are your topics always not on the point.

"It's you." The knife in Huo Zhixing's hand was placed by his side, the point of the knife was pointing down, and the power of the magic rune went straight down along the edge of the knife, giving people the illusion that blood was dripping.

"Where is Zhiyou?" Ling Yi was as direct as ever.

Huo Zhixing paused, "Come with me."

The next step was a journey, during which the Demon Saber Overlord was not put away, and He Sanqi followed behind, trembling with fear.

In front of him is an ordinary mound of broken knives. What is unusual is that there are many corpses piled up inside, and there is a knife platform monster.

Those are the unlucky ghosts who achieved the title of "killing a hundred people", He Sanqi thought in his heart and didn't sympathize.

Entering the sea of ​​swords is tantamount to surrendering life and death. They should have realized it long ago. Besides, their skills are not as good as others, so they can't blame others.

The four of them sat down beside the pile of corpses. Huo Zhixing put the knife at his feet and started cooking with ease.

Jing Chen, "..." Looking back at the corpses not far away, some of them are not yet stiff, and fresh flesh and blood can be seen.

Even as a foodie, he completely lost his appetite in this environment.

Asura lay on Jingchen's shoulder, sucking his fingers, staring at the barbecue on the fire, it looked delicious, but mother seemed very unhappy, so can she still eat it?

The little group is in a tangle.

"What are you looking at, I didn't tell you to eat the corpse." Huo Zhixing was expressionless, and what he said lightly could be called frenzied.

Jing Chen, "..."

He Sanqi, "..." No, he is indeed the owner of the Demon Saber Overlord - he should have followed the old horse just now!Is it still too late?

"I want to know where the tourist is." Ling Yi rolled his eyebrows, his expression was extremely cold.

Two extremely outstanding men sat facing each other, faintly facing each other.

"Don't you want to eat?" Huo Zhixing put the barbecue grill back on the fire, and picked up the knife beside him.

Just when He Sanqi thought they were going to fight if they disagreed, he only heard, "Probably inside."

Ling Yi frowned slightly, Huo Zhixing's state was a bit wrong, and he actually revealed a little madness, which was obviously not the case when he met him in the small world of runes, "What do you mean?"

"Did he become the Overlord's sword spirit?!" He Sanqi suddenly asked in surprise, and shouted at Huo Zhixing with the courage he didn't know where.

"Sword spirit?" Jing Chen's face darkened, "Is it ghost face smoke?"

He Sanqi shook his head, "Not every sword spirit needed to make a magic knife is random. If someone uses the sword platform demon spirit to make a knife, they can add conditions for making a weapon, such as using a designated person to sacrifice."

"It's just that this method has been lost. I also guessed this possibility because I thought that the Overlord has not recognized the Lord for a hundred years." He suddenly said, "Maybe we have been wrong all along. last step."

Huo Zhixing's eyes still fell on the knife, and his eyes were empty, "Yes, Xiaoyou is the designated person. I buried him with my own hands...cough." The collar shrank, and it was Ling Yi who stood up.

"You'd better speak clearly." Ling Yi raised his eyebrows, and the hand holding Huo Zhixing's skirt suddenly tightened, "Otherwise, I'm not sure what I would do."

"Hehe, explain it clearly?" Huo Zhixing didn't resist, and said with a sad smile, "Then who will explain it to me?"

"You?" An unexplainable emotion prompted Ling Yi to let go.

Huo Zhixing took a few steps back, looked down at the knife, and whispered, "Who will explain to me?"

There was no wind in the wasteland, only endless disorderly sword intent, and the piles of mounds of broken knives and corpses added to the desolation.

"That's not what we agreed on when we handed over the person to you." Ling Yi clenched his fist in his cuff.

Huo Zhixing lowered his head, and raised it suddenly, his frightened and angry face turned ferocious, "Yes, it's clearly been agreed, why must the old feud between Huo Yuan and his family be settled in our generation?!"

Ling Yi frowned, "Huo Yuan?" His intuition told him that Huo Zhixing's words meant something, but from the information they had learned so far, they couldn't comprehend the deep meaning.

Jing Chen came over and pulled Ling Yi's sleeve, looked at Huo Zhixing and suppressed his anger, "Then why did you come to us? Show off your 'great achievements'?!"

He originally thought that Huo Zhiyou's termination of the contract with the contracted beast was due to some unavoidable reason. Even if the situation was bad, at least the person should still be there.

"I want to go back to Dream Valley!" Huo Zhixing, oh no, it should be called Yuan Zhixing now, "I want to see him again and bring him back!"

Ling Yi was taken aback, "Back to Dream Valley." After pondering these three words over and over again, he finally remembered, "Is this the purpose you sent someone to send me a message?"

The corner of Yuan Zhixing's mouth twitched, without a smile, he admitted directly, "Yes, the Nandou Sword Sect closed the mountain, and the guards are strict. I can't get in there, and the only thing I think of is you."

"Then why don't you come to me yourself?" According to Yuan Zhixing's strength, even if he doesn't have the stealth ability of Keshu and the background of Anzong and Wenfeng Pavilion, if he wants to send a message, there is always a way.

There was no other meaning in Ling Yi's question, but pure curiosity. If Yuan Zhixing had the heart to get Huo Zhiyou back, he should be even more impatient about this matter.

"Until the matter of returning to Dream Valley is not confirmed, I will not leave here again." Yuan Zhixing turned his head and looked at the broken knife stone some distance away from them. wreckage.