Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and all things are in a forest.

Hell is sneaky and called.

The evil one is a magic knife, which swallows the heart and bones, captures people's hearts and is unruly, and is unknown.

---The Supreme Twelve Artifacts Commentary of the Demon Sword, the Hidden Tower

But Xie Dao, this name is well known in the world.

Not only because Qu Xie is a magic sword, which has caused bloody storms in the world, but also because this sword is the sword of Zhang Moye, a strange man of a generation.

When Yinlou made the list of Jianghu, there was also a weapon list that included the world's amazing weapons.

Among them, the evil sword is the first.

But after Zhang Moye disappeared, he dropped to the twelve ranks, but he was also one of the "Twelve Supreme Weapons".

As for this weapon spectrum, it is not just about weapons.

In fact, it is also ranked as the best in the martial arts world. After all, a weapon cannot be used and cannot be killed. The reason why weapons are famous depends on who uses it.

According to rumors in the martial arts world, after Zhang Moye disappeared, this magic sword was hidden in the seven-minded sect main hall, and there is no other evil sword master to appear so far.

But this rumor is wrong!

A big mistake!

Chen Qiu knew that he shouldn't believe these unreliable gossips. Just one night when the murderous intent emerged, a young man holding an evil sword appeared in front of him.

The magic sword emitted a strange red light at night, but it did not resist the young man's holding. Chen Qiu knew about it in the whistling of the cold wind.

The second master of the evil sword has already appeared.

The knife emits a red light, which is easy to identify.

The knife is three feet and seven inches long and has no curved arcs. It is a rare straight-edged knife in the world.

The blade is light and three fingers wide, as thin as willow leaves, the knife has a hideous appearance, like a beast bone, and the knife handle is like jade and bone, pale and slender, and gloomy.

Chen Qiu also noticed that the evil sword was decorated with red patterns. When the boy's wrist was moving, he could even leave visual afterimage on the retina, just like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

There are some tiny holes in the knife hole, and the air flows through it at a high speed, which can cause gloomy ghost crying.

This knife...

Sure enough, the evil spirit is abnormal.

Chen Qiu also saw that when the evil sword was unsheathed, the thin young man's left eye changed from blue to a strange dark red, as if he was congested.

But perhaps it is also the characteristic of this magic knife.

Just like shaking light can make people angry, Chengying can break the true energy.

"call..."

The snow-clear true qi in Chen Qiu's body flows through the meridians to remove fatigue.

He raised the shaking light in his hand, perhaps because he felt the hostile fighting spirit of the evil sword. This extremely cold seven-star shaking light also buzzed in Shen Qiu's hand.

It is also the supreme twelve weapons, how could it be afraid of the hideous demon sword?

More than ten years ago, their two knives were also in battle.

That time, the winner was not decided.

This time, we will be divided into one higher!

I will fight with the magic sword tonight and see who is more powerful among the only two of the supreme twelve weapons!

The shaking hilt of the knife vibrated in Shen Qiu's hand.

It is urging Chen Qiu to not be afraid, rush up and fight!

"It's not impossible."

Chen Qiu moved his shoulders, and as the night wind blew, he reached out and took off his blood-stained outer robe and threw it behind him.

The young man holding an evil sword was Wuming, but he didn't step forward to attack.

"This is a powerful enemy, you have to stop throwing a tantrum, right?"

Chen Qiu complained to the knife in his hand.

The buzzing of the shaking light stopped suddenly, and it seemed to be thinking too.

After a moment, the evil aura of the Shaking Blade suddenly burst out.

Chen Qiu felt a wave of tiger roars hidden in the air around him, and the pattern of the Big Dipper on the blade also lit up like moonlight.

His wrist swings lightly, and his true energy rolls.

Then a sharp sword energy broke out from the blade and chopped the wooden pillars beside him in half.

"Hahaha, that's right."

Chen Qiu raised his hand with satisfaction and pointed the harsh seven-star shaking light at the thin boy in front of him.

He said loudly:

"Seven stars shine, sink into autumn."

"bring it on!"

Two light sounds of "bang bang", Chen Qiu and You Wuming stood up at the same time.

When they rushed towards the other party, the heavy shaking light and light but evil were also buzzing. As the precious blade screamed, the two sword-holders also collided.

"clang"

With a light sound, sharp blades intertwined, sparking in the sky.

The two missed each other's steps, and Chen Qiu turned around and saw a blow of autumn wind sweeping the leaves. It was fast and fast. Three sword shadows were storming to block the space where You Wuming dodge, so that the young man could only face the previous one.

But Liu Wuming's reaction was beyond Chen Qiu's expectations.

The thin boy did not dodge or avoid it, and rushed up against the fierce aura of shaking light blade. The handsome boy fought with a completely desperate attitude.

The contrast is too big.

The magic knife in his hand was evil, and it also caused a gloomy ghost cry, like a ray of red light, slashing at Chen Qiu's hand holding the knife.

"puff"

The shaking sword is one inch shorter than the chariot.

But the blade was wider, and the two of them fell on each other almost at the same time.

The seven-star shaking light cut into You Wuming's chest, but the evil knife slashed across Chen Qiu's wrist.

The two of them took a few steps back the next moment, and Chen Qiu looked at the finger guard gloves that were cut open on his hand.

The black gloves were left by Chabao, but they were completely destroyed tonight, leaving two bloody wounds on their wrists, which were very painful.

But it does not affect the knife grip.

Chen Qiu raised his head and looked at You Wuming, his eyes full of fear.

That magic knife...

Injure people to absorb blood!

The moment he cut open his skin, he sucked away some blood, causing the meridians in Chen Qiu's arms to twitch and hurt.

But with the attack just now, You Wuming should have been injured even more severely.

The child was not defensive at all, like a crazy man in a brutal battle!

Isn't he afraid of pain?

The next moment, when You Wuming stood up, Chen Qiu knew the reason.

The boy's chest was almost cut open by a shaking knife, but no drop of blood flowed out of the tearing wound!

In the red light of the Que Xie Sword, Chen Qiu could see clearly that in the wound, the blood was bound by special forces, spreading throughout the wound of the thin boy.

The blood beads were rolling, extending his hand holding the knife, and the blood was melting into the magic knife.

But the evil sword drank the blood of the knife holder, and the red light on his body became more and more cunning!

It was like a blood sea monster, awakening bit by bit.

"It's not you. You're not its knife holder!"

Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes, and he placed Yaoguang in front of him, saying:

"That magic sword is controlling you... You are not the master of the evil sword! You are just a slave of the magic sword."

"Kei Xie, protect me, I use it."

You Wuming lost his blood and his face became paler. It can be seen that he was enduring great pain. He trembled and said to Chen Qiu in that voice with a strange accent:

"I can talk to it, and I and it are friends."

"The Demon Cult, one by one, it's really crazy!"
To be continued...