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Chapter 125 Mustard Seed Sumeru, the magic knife is gone! (seeking subscription)
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Under the shadow of the Heavenly Sword, an old man and a young man flew out backwards.

The old man is still in the air, his body has completely disappeared, and there is no bones left.

Young Master Jin Yi's clothes were all broken, revealing the golden silk soft armor hidden inside, he fell heavily to the ground, rolled all the way for three or four hundred meters, and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Son!"

Seeing this, the Mo family cavalry came galloping, and the few people who ran in the front came to the side of Young Master Jinyi, and reached out to touch him, wanting to check the injury.

But just as his palm touched Young Master Jinyi's golden silk soft armor, the tyrannical saber intent burst out.

The pupils of the four giant warriors shrank, and before they had time to react, their bodies and armor instantly shattered, turning into countless fragments of flesh and blood armor.

"The remaining sword intent is so strong!"

The rest of the Mohist cavalry paused in unison, terrified.

Even the golden silk soft armor on Young Master Jin Yi's body has already been riddled with holes and completely scrapped.

As Mohist elites, they certainly knew the origin and extraordinaryness of this soft armor, which was bought by the Patriarch with a thousand heavy Mohist crossbows.

"The saber intent should be gone, but what should the young master do?"

"Don't move lightly, go and invite Mr. Shangguan!"

The Mohist cavalry surrounded Young Master Jinyi, and some people galloped their horses and rushed to the outside of the ruins.

"Brother Zhao, what is hidden in the copper palace, it can't be a monster, brother Zhao?"

Lin Qingmu was stunned for a long time before recovering. She turned her head to speak, but on the second floor of the stone building, there were half figures of Jiang Li and the big black dog.

"Where did Big Brother Zhao go?"

Lin Qingmu blinked, suddenly realized something, looked up in the direction of the copper hall, and saw two black shadows flashing past.

"Jiang Li, are you sure? Although the Demon Saber Rentu ranks sixth among the top ten magic knives in ancient times, there are few weapons in the world that can match it, but this knife is very evil!"

The big black dog walked inside the copper hall with its tail between its legs, its voice trembling, "I thought this knife had been hidden in the ground for almost 100 years, and the hostility could be somewhat eliminated, but I didn't expect it to be stronger than before!"

"Have you seen a magic knife before?"

Jiang Li asked curiously, when he stepped into the copper hall, the violent saber intent had subsided, but the thick killing intent permeated the entire hall, bitingly cold, with a feeling of falling into the abyss and ice cave .

There is no window in the copper hall, and the dazzling blood light is released from the depths of the hall, covering every inch of space, and it is a blood red color as far as the eye can see.

In the past, this place seemed to be a display place for weapons and armors. The hall was surrounded by various copper frames, and some cold and brilliant weapons were scattered here and there.

The ground was covered with blood, and there were at least sixty or seventy corpses lying on the ground, with stumps and broken arms everywhere.

"Of course I've seen it before. Back then, this demon was just a piece of soil... Before he stepped into practice, he saw an unrivaled demon general from the Qin Kingdom holding a demon sword Rentu near a village, smashing hundreds of heavy cavalry in Dazhou with one knife! "

The big black dog reminisces about the past, and when he thinks about it now, he still has lingering fears, "But I have only seen it from a distance, but I can't see the appearance of the magic knife Rentu clearly. It seems very big and very sharp!"

It raised its head to look into the depths of the copper hall, and quickly lowered its head, not daring to look directly. It could sense in its mind that there was indeed a blade there, but when it was looked at with the naked eye, it was a bloody red light, and it was completely invisible. The specific appearance of the magic knife.

Even if you look at it for a little longer, your naked eyes will feel stinging, your eyes will be caught in the bloody battlefield, and there will be killing sounds everywhere... It seems that there are countless dead people covered in blood, rushing towards you with a knife, trying to peel it off Stew it and eat it!
"I can't see what the magic knife looks like!"

Jiang Li walked to the middle of the copper hall, and could faintly feel the position of the Demon Saber Rentu, but he couldn't see it clearly anyway.

Moreover, the bloody aura here is extremely strong, soaking into the flesh and blood, stirring up the blood in his body and then surging, there is a faint glimmer of blood in his eyes, and a fierce emotion emerges in his heart, making it difficult to be at peace.

As he kept approaching, the blood in his body rushed like boiling, making him extremely irritable and violent, and he had an urge to kill all living beings with a knife to vent his anger.

"Just getting close, the will of the soul is disturbed like this. If you hold the magic knife, wouldn't it be regarded as a demon?"

Rao is Jiang Li, and at this moment, he also has some thoughts of retreating.

Even martial artists in the Martial Arts Realm can't touch the magic knife Rentu, can he really do it?

"I carry the blood of the former Qin imperial family. If even I can't control this saber, who can control it? Jiang Shirong?"

Jiang Li's mood became more and more manic, and the scene of Jiang Shirong's pointing at the outside of Shengjing City to destroy the foundation of his energy suddenly emerged in his mind.

Behind Jiang Shirong, the vision of the road to heaven rises, and he enters the realm of immortality, which is just around the corner.

Even though Jiang Li has Tiangang 36 magical powers, his practice time is too short, and it will take at least two or three years to catch up with Jiang Shirong.

After he entered Beimang, facing the endless Beimang iron cavalry, the battle continued, and the remaining secrets of the Qimai realm could not be hidden much.

Once Jiang Shirong noticed it, he got up and came to Beimang to kill him. If he didn't have the magic weapon and life-saving background to rely on, how could he resist.

"The demon sword slaughtered the people, and Qin was destroyed. I know that you are unwilling, and your killing intent rises. You only cry out for the death of Qin!"

Jiang Li walked to the depths of the copper hall step by step. He cut his palm, blood flowed and dripped to the ground.

"90 years ago, 30 elite soldiers of the Qin State garrisoned Yumen to resist the invasion of Tuyuan and Dashi's millions of cavalry, just to prevent foreigners from insulting China. Thirty elites did not take a step back, they all fell outside the Yumen Pass, the people of Qin are not willing, the world is unwilling, and the people are not willing to be slaughtered!"

Jiang Li strode forward, walking faster and faster, the blood was dazzling and he couldn't open his eyes, he only felt the position of the Demon Saber Rentu with his mind, and stretched out his hands to grasp it, "I am going to Beimang, although it is for Zhou's conquest, But we want to slaughter the remnants of Wei Mang, what Da Zhou owes you, we will return together!"

The palms were firm, and a fiery breath rushed out, pouring into the body along the arms, and the bloody aura instantly drowned him.

In the blood red, Jiang Li seemed to see thousands of brave and fearless soldiers of the Great Qin, holding their halberds forward, one after another, falling into the huge waves of the sea like the tide of the foreign tribes.

From behind, the torrent of blue and red rolled in, cutting off the Daqin banner, setting off a bloody storm, and killing people.

Sadness, resentment, contempt, contempt, fury...

All kinds of emotions flowed in Jiang's centrifuge, and the boundless and endless blood evil spirit gathered, covering the whole body, like hell's blood armor.

Holding the knife in his hand, Jiang Li just wanted to slash and kill everything.

Swinging the knife horizontally, there is no sword technique, only the killing intent, a phantom of a hundred-foot-long sword glow comes out, madly urging everything.

Knife after knife.

The sword glow rushed out of the copper palace, sweeping thousands of miles across the earth, earth and rocks splashing, landslides and ground cracks, as if a demon god came to the world, trying to destroy the mortal world.

"Run away!"

"The magic knife is crazy!"

Outside the Bronze Hall, feeling the boundless killing intent, no matter whether it was the warriors scrambling for weapons or the Mohist cavalry, they didn't dare to stay any longer, grabbed the young man in brocade clothes, and fled quickly towards the distance.

Behind him, shadows of hundreds of feet of swords spread across the sky, slashing out in a disorderly manner, like a group of demons dancing wildly, but smashed half of the Ligong ruins into pieces.

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I don't know how long it took, the tyrannical emotions in Jiang Li's heart finally poured out while waving the magic knife, and all dissipated.

A feeling of weakness from the bone marrow spread throughout his body, Jiang Li fell to the ground with a plop, and the magic knife almost dropped from his hand, falling heavily to the ground.

"Nine breaths convinced!"

Jiang Li has never experienced such a weak moment since he practiced martial arts and Qi. He didn't even want to arouse the Nine Breaths of Convincing Qi. He just wanted to close his eyes, fall into a deep sleep, and forget everything.

Only in the depths of the mind, the golden soul still maintains the last bit of clarity. With the nine breaths of convincing and arousing, in between breaths, countless yuan qi fell from nothingness and scattered all over the body.

After nine breaths, Jiang Li's eyes flashed, and his condition was fully recovered, and he still looked a little weak.

"Wow, the dog is scared to death!"

The big black dog hid behind a copper pillar, poking its head out with tears in its eyes. If it weren't for the mystery in this copper temple, it has been fused with the magic knife Rentu's breath for decades, regardless of each other. At that time, the dog was already on the leash.

"But this is Demon Saber Rentu? Why does it look like this, Wang!"

The big black dog poked its head around, looking at the magic knife tightly held in Jiang Li's hand, with a strange expression on his face, as if looking hopeful.

"This knife...is so big and simple!"

Jiang Li's condition had fully recovered, and he also looked at the magic knife in his hand.

The knife is five feet five long, almost as tall as an adult man, and the blade is very wide and thick. It doesn't look like a knife, but more like half a door!

The handle is long enough to be held with both hands
It feels very powerful.

And different from the imaginary, sharp and radiant appearance, the blade is dark red, covered with rust, thrown in the scrap iron, it seems more real than the scrap iron.

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When the magic knife is held in the hand, there will be a boundless fighting spirit in the heart immediately, and there will be a feeling of consonance, like an arm commanding.

Jiang Li held the saber in both hands, took a deep breath, the saber was shot like an arrow, and the chop was like a collapsing mountain. In an instant, boundless blood exploded from the depths of the magic saber.

The original dark red blade became bloody in an instant, and countless dark lines flashed, condensing countless lines of truth.

The magic knife fell, and a row of copper frames, together with the elite soldiers' blades above them, split into two in an instant.

The cross-section is neat and smooth, without any roughness.

"Hey, it's not like that!"

The big black dog stuck out its tongue, and faintly found some memories from a hundred years ago.

"Although the Demon Saber Rentu didn't resist me, he didn't really recognize the master. I feel that this knife has already given birth to will and wisdom, but it's just hidden. The power I can display now may not be as good as it is in its full glory. One percent!" Jiang Li pursed his lips as he felt the magic knife.

"It's a great luck to be able to receive and pay. This is also because of the special blood in your body. In the era of Qiang Qin, those who can wield this knife are all people at the level of martial saints. You are only at the lowest level!"

The big black dog nodded, and then felt a little worried, "Although this knife does not look like a good weapon at first glance, it is indeed too big. It is difficult to carry this thing around without being noticed!"

"In the next few days, we're afraid we'll be out at night, and we're going to find a small path. Let's talk about it when we meet Mo Yunliang and the others near the Great Wall of the Northland!"

Jiang Li couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Wait, this bronze hall should be one of the former Qin's military arsenals, where the Demon Saber and Ren Tu can be hidden here, and there may be other treasures!"

The big black dog went to the depths of the copper hall to search, "You just went crazy with the knife, and the momentum is very bluffing. No one should dare to go back for a while!"

"There are at least [-] to [-] pieces of various weapons left here. It's a pity that we only have one person and one monster, so we can't take them all away!"

Jiang Li also searched around, but the copper hall is very large and there are sundries everywhere, so it was difficult to search clearly in a short time.

"When I was practicing just now, my soul was connected to the entire Ligong site, maybe I can try again!"

Jiang Li sat cross-legged, calmed down, and gradually entered the realm of forgetting both things and me. In the altar of his mind, the soul shone with golden light, illuminating the entire hall. The soul echoes each other from afar.

"There is something!"

In the depths of my mind, there are sporadic glimmers of light scattered in all directions, all coming from a weapon that has been honed over time, but there are two objects that are particularly eye-catching with fluorescent lights.

"Jiang Li, it's cheap for you, look what I found!"

The big black dog ran out from the depths of the copper hall, biting a dark red arm armor, which was very similar to the breath of the demon sword Rentu, "A hundred years ago, when I saw the Qin general carrying the knife, he was wearing Such a piece of armor, it's a pity that only one gauntlet was found here!"

"You really have a heart!"

Jiang Li was overjoyed, and wanted to investigate carefully, when suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and they came galloping.

He quickly flashed his figure, rushed to a corner, and picked up a bronze ring under a simple long sword.

"Mustard Sumeru? Space magic weapon!"

The big black dog said in surprise: "What kind of shit luck are you, that you can still find such a strange thing? Could it be the luck brought by this demon!"

"Space artifact? You said this ring is the legendary Sumeru ring?" Jiang Li was slightly taken aback.

"It's the Sumeru Ring!"

The big black dog said anxiously: "You practice Taoism, you can use your soul power to activate this ring, first take away the things here, let's find a place to study slowly!"

"Alright!"

Jiang Li nodded, according to the method taught by the big black dog, the soul power fell into the Sumeru Ring, and the spirit immediately entered a small space.

Xumijie's space is not large, only about three square meters, and it is empty inside, and there are no other treasures.

With Jiang Li's thought, the weapons left behind in the copper hall flew towards them one by one, and were sucked in by Xu Mijie.

He also put away the Demon Saber Rentu and the dark red armor, leaving only a long knife very similar to the Chilian Dragon Scale Knife, which was tied to Jiang Li's body.

One person and one dog rushed out of the copper hall immediately, and quickly swept aside, but disappeared after a while.

After a dozen or so breaths, thirty riders galloped towards another part of the ruins, but it was the Mohist cavalry who went and returned.

"Fifth Master, Mr. Shangguan, Sixth Master was beheaded by the magic knife here!"

A Mohist cavalry reported in a low voice. He looked back at the Bronze Hall, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "No, the magic knife is gone!"

(End of this chapter)