At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 83 Knife Slave Yelu Heng

Shen Pei drew his sword.

next moment.

The long sword shattered.

The sword energy cut into Shen Pei's body, his eyes widened, and he thought he was dead.

However, after the sword energy entered the body, it turned into an extremely gentle internal force.

Repairing the injuries inside Shen Pei's body.

"Thank you, sir."

quite a while.

Shen Pei knelt on his knees and said: "From now on, Shen Pei is willing to be a knife in your hand and a dog beside you."

"If you have two minds, you will be struck by lightning."

"Remember what you said today."

Xiao Han narrowed his eyes: "If you dare to betray me, I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

Say it.

He took out a blue cowhide booklet from his sleeve and threw it in front of Shen Pei.

"This book, Eight Stratagems of Killing Sword, teaches you how to enter the Dao through killing. It can help you cultivate to the realm of immortals on earth. It is just right for you."

He said calmly: "It will be yours from now on."

Shen Pei raised his head and took the sword manual of the Eight Killing Swords in his trembling hands, the excitement in his eyes was difficult to conceal.

"Your Excellency's kindness, I will repay you with my whole heart and soul, and go through fire and water to repay you."

Shen Pei spoke.

“Doing good things in the future will be more effective than talking too much nonsense.

Xiao Han curled his lips.

What he valued was Shen Pei's cruelty, and his willingness to use any means necessary to achieve his goal. If this kind of person was used well, he would be like a good knife.

"From now on, you will be the knife slave of the Knife Grinding Hall."

He stood up and walked out, "Don't let me down."

"I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Shen Pei stood up, his body trembling, and even the heart-wrenching pain was relieved a lot.

"Go down and heal your wounds first."

After leaving these words, Xiao Han left the Grinding Hall.

mid-September.

The Pingxi General's Mansion gradually welcomed some swordsmen who wanted to go into the knife-sharpening hall to learn about swords.

Unfortunately, these people are too weak, so weak that Xiao Han can't even muster any interest in them.

Just let Shen Pei send them away.

Shen Pei's temperament was indeed suited for practicing the killing sword, and his swordsmanship improved rapidly.

Every day he was either in the Knife Sharpening Hall comprehending Xiao Han's sword intent and sword energy, or fighting with Northern Wei masters in the dungeon.

His cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

Some people are born to be killers, and Shen Pei is one of them.

This day.

It's snowing heavily.

Xiliang was all white.

The entire Xiliang City was covered in heavy snow.

But the heavy snow and severe cold cannot conceal the prosperity of Xiliang City.

Inside the knife-grinding hall.

Xiao Han sat cross-legged, his entire body filled with enormous internal energy.

The frost force is extremely cold and overbearing.

The Paiyun Palm is unpredictable, the Fengshen Leg Force is like a passing gust of wind, and the three internal forces sometimes separate and sometimes merge.

In the courtyard.

Three figures were fighting, one of them was Shen Pei, and the other two were Northern Wei masters brought out from the dungeon.

"Pfft."

Shen Pei swung the long sword in his hand, directly cutting off the right hand of a man holding a sword, and then slashed horizontally with the long sword, almost ripping open the belly of another Northern Wei master.

"call out."

Two fingers came out from the Grinding Hall and pierced the heads of the two Northern Wei masters.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing two Vajra Realm warriors and obtaining 300,000 God Killing Points. ]

Shen Pei wiped the blood off the knife and put it back into the scabbard.

At this time Xiao Han walked out.

He glanced at Shen Pei and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. You have reached the fourth level so quickly."

Since it is a killing knife, naturally the more people it kills, the stronger the murderous aura will be, and the more terrifying the power of the killing knife will be.

At this time, the murderous aura on Shen Pei had already begun to take shape.

"General, there are people outside the palace who want to enter the Grinding Hall."

A guard reported.

"Bring it in."

Xiao Han spoke. "Yes."

Soon, the guards led the man into the Knife Sharpening Garden.

A man in his forties, wearing coarse linen clothes, with eyes that were focused and bright.

The man carried an extremely heavy sword on his back and stopped in front of the sword-grinding hall.

"Longxi Yelu Heng greets the general."

Xiao Han looked at him: "Do you want to join the Grinding Hall?"

Yelu Heng nodded and said, "I heard that the general's swordsmanship is among the top three in the world, so I came here to learn from him."

"Do you understand the rules?"

"Understand."

Yelu Heng said: "If I lose, I will stay in the Grinding Hall and serve the general."

"come in."

Xiao Han nodded slightly, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the depths of the knife sharpening hall.

Yelu Heng looked over and found that the man's back was becoming increasingly blurry.

The Grinding Hall seems to contain a strange power that can devour light.

Just by taking one more look, I felt a little dazed, and a domineering aura came towards me.

Caught off guard, Yelu Heng was pushed back half a step.

He withdrew his gaze, only to feel that this world was always shrouded in a sharp edge.

Lift your legs and take a step.

With every step he took, the aura he had to endure became more terrifying, stinging his skin painfully.

"The sword energy is like a sharp blade facing you, and the sword intent is like a thorn in your back."

Yelu Heng was shocked, "This level of cultivation is truly astonishing."

But it also aroused some competitiveness. People in the underworld don't like to be suppressed by others.

Take a few steps.

He looks fine.

The big sword on his back was hidden in its sheath and was trembling slightly.

That's fear.

Yelu Heng felt the trembling of his sword.

Take a deep breath and keep moving forward.

"Bah."

In the void, the two sword energies collided and exploded, making a sharp hissing sound.

far away.

Shen Pei held a long sword in his arms and wanted to watch the show.

Seeing Yelu Heng stepping up the steps dejectedly and walking into the knife-grinding hall, his eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly.

His expression also became much more serious.

"Longxi Yelu Heng."

"Known as the best swordsman in the seven counties of Longxi."

"He has reached the Profound Realm of Finger Realm. He once went to Wudang Mountain to challenge Wang Chuyi, the then-chief of the Wudang Sect. He fought him for three moves."

He was slightly inferior to the opponent in using sword against finger. Later, he roamed around the Central Plains martial arts world for several years and challenged many masters.

A total of forty-two wins and seven losses.

Miaoyu walked out and whispered, "This man's swordsmanship is extremely domineering, he is a ruthless character."

The words just fell.

A blade energy rushed out from the knife sharpening hall, tearing through the wind and snow and going straight into the sky three hundred feet away.

"boom."

Yelu Heng's body fell from the sharpening hall onto the snow, his sword broke into two pieces, and he held one half in his hand.

"Hoohoo."

Yelu Heng was breathing heavily and looking down at his chest. There was only a neat cut on the coarse linen shirt, without any damage to the skin or flesh.

one move.

Just one move.

The winner was decided.

If the man had not shown mercy, I am afraid that this blow would have cut me in half along with the knife.

"Thank you for your mercy, General."

Yelu Heng knelt on one knee, leaning on his half-broken sword, and said in a submissive manner: "From now on, Yelu Heng will be at the command of the general."

Arena.

The strong are respected.

It is not shameful to lose to Xiao Han. You must know that Xiao Han is a master who has killed a grandmaster of the Tianxiang realm of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

It is not shameful to follow Xiao Han.

"Get up."

Xiao Han waved his hand in the knife sharpening hall, and the gentle true energy lifted Yelu Heng up.

It refers to warriors with the cultivation level of Xuan realm who are qualified to become knife slaves of Modao Hall.

(End of this chapter)