The way of a master is to get a knife and forget the knife, and gradually reach the realm of nothing in the world that cannot be used as a knife!

Therefore, although Fang Ming produced a hand knife, he was invincible in terms of swords and whistling in his sword, he was not under any magical weapon!

Squirt!

He just pulled it casually, and a terrible sword light about a foot long arrived in an instant!

This sword light is dazzling and brilliant. What's more important is that it seems to have a faint sound of ghost crying in the whistling, which is breathtaking.

Silver Dragon's face changed, he retreated! Retreat!!!

Under this sword light that seemed to the power of heaven and earth, he had no choice but to retreat!

After retreating five feet apart, the dazzling sword light disappeared.

Xie Xiaoyu and the Golden Lion couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But Yinlong spoke: "What a quick knife! What a demon's knife!"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyebrows, throat, chest, dantian... suddenly cracked and a dazzling sword light burst out!

After the sword light, there was a blood mist!

Xie Xiaoyu and the Golden Lion seemed to be stunned. They had never seen such a person before, and their blood seemed to be spraying out desperately, like a fountain.

There seemed to be more than blood in the blood mist, but also bones and internal organs...

After the blood mist was sprayed, Yinlong's entire body seemed to have been sucked away from his breath and collapsed softly.

The Seven Killing Style of the Demon of the Wanjie Sword!

With a knife in your hand, no ghosts and gods will stay. It is like hell coming to the ordinary, and evil ghosts seek their lives. Those who block them will die!!!

After entering the Grandmaster's realm, the power of the Wanjie Sword Technique in Fang Ming's hands was already catching up with Fang La, the Golden Sword King of the past, and even had it even surpassed it!

"This is...this is..."

The golden lion's face was pale without a trace of blood, and he said word by word: "The Demon Sword Master's Demon Seven Killing Style?"

Xie Xiaoyu covered her cherry lips.

If Xiao Li's flying sword is the peak of the righteous sword technique a hundred years ago, the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style and the Wanjie Demon Sword are the ultimate of the evil sword technique! It has even influenced for a hundred years! It is known as the first sword technique of the demon's way!

If it weren't for the emergence of the Demon Cult's Full Moon Scimitar, this legend would have continued.

Even now, in the eyes of major sects, although the sword technique of the Full Moon Scimitar is terrifying, and the magic skills of the Demon Sect leader are earth-shaking, they are just a perfect match compared to the Demon Sword leader and the Shenfeng Tower master a hundred years ago.

"Have the Wanjie Sword Technique finally appeared?"

Xie Xiaoyu murmured, staring at Fang Ming intently, but she felt that she could not see through the man.

Xiao Li's flying sword and Wanjie Demon Sword, both the right and the evil sword, are both the ultimate sword technique, but such martial arts appear on one person at the same time.

This must contain a huge secret!

Xie Xiaoyu has to admit that a man with a secret has a higher attraction to women.

Fang Ming, a man, is like a book that never knows the follow-up. Each page represents a different kind of excitement. After she discovered a secret, more doubts emerged.

"Xiao Li's flying sword and Wanjie Demon Sword were born at the same time, and they are still in the hands of the same person..."

However, the golden lion's face was completely bloodless: "Young Palace Master, this must be a major event that affects the martial arts world, and even our divine religion is inevitable!"

"It's not inevitable!"

Fang Ming smiled lightly and said, "Since I cut off the Silver Dragon, then his previous mistake of attacking me can be revealed... But what about you?"

"What... do you use to buy your lives from me?"

"Buy your life?" Xie Xiaoyu finally recovered from the death of the silver dragon and stroked his somewhat scattered hair: "What do you want? There are really not many things we can't get in the whole world..."

Fang Ming smiled slightly: "Don't worry, what I asked must be something you can take out easily!"

For some reason, when seeing Fang Ming's smile, Xie Xiaoyu and Jin Shi's uneasiness in her heart increased to the limit.

"Well... Among the ten magical skills of the Demon Sect, you definitely don't have the magical sword technique. In addition, you can chew iron, magic, heaven and earth, great soul search hand, go to heaven and earth, great soul search needle, Vajra indestructible, great god search hand, divine sword transforms blood, magic blood, magic, and the heaven and earth move, great acupoint movement technique, great heaven and demon hand, great magical skills, great soul shocking nine styles, tooth for tooth, divine dragon without form, magic, how many more have you saved these nine-door magical skills books?"

"You...you...you..."

The golden lion opened his mouth wide and could almost swallow three duck eggs in a row: "These are the most profound martial arts of this sect...how do you know..."

Xie Xiaoyu blinked because even she had only heard the names of one or two of them.

Liu Ruosong's eyes were filled with brilliance. He knew that those who could be favored by Fang Ming must be nothing!

"You dare to covet this sect's treasure book, so you should die as soon as possible!"

The golden lion beard was angry, even more angry than someone else snatching his wife.

"Wait...I agree!"

Xie Xiaoyu suddenly said.

"Young Master! You..." Jin Shi was furious.

"Uncle Kind, I have always respected you very much and don't want to use the word command, but now I have to use it. Do you want to disobey your destiny?"

Xie Xiaoyu said sternly that there is naturally a kind of majesty on his body.

"I don't dare!" The golden lion half-beared.

"If we don't give him these things, our lives will probably be gone. What's the use of holding the martial arts secrets?" Xie Xiaoyu smiled bitterly on her face: "What's more, what about our magic skills, compared to the full moon scimitar, Xiao Li's flying sword, and the Wanjie Demon Sword?"

The golden lion was also silent.

After a long time, he spoke: "But this sect has suffered several setbacks... many of the preserved classics are lost. Now there are only a few out-of-context works left, and even the palace master's peerless posture cannot be made up for..."

"This is my business. You just need to give me everything you have in your hands!"

Fang Ming continued: "Of course, in order to prevent you from making any cleverness, I not only have to take some measures in you, but also have a guarantee!"

“What guarantee?”

"My apprentice, I will follow you and be considered a supervisor!"

Fang Ming pointed to Liu Ruosong with a bitter face.

"At the latest one month, I will visit the Lord of Tianmei. You should prepare what I need as soon as possible... and, because the magical power of the Demon Cult is incomplete, I will copy a copy of the method that can transfer your skills to your great power.

...

He left as soon as he said he could leave. Liu Ruosong, who was still there, turned his eyes and came directly to the Golden Lion and Xie Xiaoyu, with a sincere smile on his face: "It is hard to disobey the master's order, Ruosong is about to bother!"

"Get out! Don't let me be murderous!"

The golden lion snorted coldly.

Liu Ruosong did indeed get out. Not only did he get out, but he also stood several feet away properly, even more obedient than a boy who was a general.

He is very conscious of the times and has a backer like Fang Ming vaguely behind him. Of course, the Golden Lion dare not do anything.

But Xie Xiaoyu's brows were already frowning: "Who is this person? Why are you so clear about what I teach? There are many things I don't know..."

"This is the most worrying thing!"

The golden lion's face almost wrinkled into a ball: "Even I only know the names of the ten magical skills in this sect, but this person is well aware of them. He must have dealt with my sect and knows them very well. I must go back immediately and report to the palace master!"

"Where is this kid?"

"Of course I have to bring it with me, you will be obedient, right?"

Xie Xiaoyu gave Liu Ruosong a charming look.

"Of course... I can swear, no one will be more obedient than me!"

Liu Ruosong's bones almost all lightened, and he said with a smile.

...

Qingqing sat in a dilapidated mountain temple.

Most of the temple has collapsed, not big, but now it looks smaller, but it is not inferior to its intimidating atmosphere.

What did not collapse was a corner of the temple, and it happened to be where the statue of the god was located, so the earth-shaping mountain god was still intact.

I don’t know how to compare the image of the god who made it, with green face and fangs, eyes that looked like two copper bells, and it was shining.

The eyes of the statue will not shine. These are just two glass balls. The glass balls will not shine, but can reflect light. As long as there is a little light elsewhere and it can be received into the glass ball, it can shine.

The glazed ball is round, half embedded in the eye sockets of the statue, and the other half protrudes outside, forming a semicircular spherical surface, so it can receive a wide surface of light, so when the human eye cannot see the light, it can still shine.

There are many legends about this mountain temple, the most mysterious one is that the mountain god in this mountain temple is alive!

Many villagers swear that they have seen the mountain god, and even more so that they have seen the retribution given by the other party!

But now, Qingqing has seen the real mountain god!

Under the moonlight, a golden armored god general walked in, exactly like the statue of the god.

"God General, you are here!"

"The old master is destined. If it weren't for special circumstances, you wouldn't have come to us!"
To be continued...