Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 491 Let me see! (Bonus chapter, please vote!)

Team battles broke out one after another along the riverbank and in the woods.

But inside the mansion of the three villains, Ding An was sleeping soundly under a tree.

Suddenly a gentle breeze blew by.

"Huh?!" Ding An suddenly opened his eyes, raising his prosthetic arm and unleashing a blinding light.

"Ri Ming!"

A brilliant golden rainbow burst forth from his palm, illuminating the night sky, while a pungent, acrid smell of burning air lingered for a long time.

With a "clang," a golden sound rang out from the void.

A flash of cold light appeared in mid-air, and a strange blade with a peculiar edge, sharp spikes on its back, and a ferocious appearance spun and soared into the sky.

hum!
Ding An pressed his hand down on the ground, and with the force of the impact, his body soared into the sky. He flew higher and higher, his figure gradually shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the clouds.

He grabbed the strange knife, wiped the drool from his mouth, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey! Can you find treasure after waking up?" He looked around, "Who threw this knife?"

After landing, Ding'an immediately raised the strange knife to examine it closely, but before he knew it, a sudden surge of inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

All I could see was a crimson blur before my eyes, as if I had returned to the night my arm was severed. Everywhere I looked, there were hideous faces, people who all deserved to die!

Kill kill kill kill!

Ding An's breathing quickened, affected by the violent killing intent, and he couldn't help but roar, "Kill! Kill these bald thieves!"

"Huh?" Ding An suddenly froze. "I've been bald before, does that mean I have to commit suicide too?"

The next moment, his eyes turned red again, and he couldn't help but raise his knife and question the heavens.

"I will leave no one alive, I will exterminate all the Buddhist monks! I will tear them to pieces!!!"

bass!
The sound of swords clashing echoed through the night sky, sharp and piercing.

It was as if a mythical beast from the mountains and seas roared to the sky, its cries heart-wrenching and filled with the wails of ghosts and gods.

The demonic sound pierced their minds, causing the koi in the pond to scatter with a roar and swim down the waterway to hide under the pavilion.

Ding'an felt that illusions were coming to mind. The sky was distorted and the ground was full of writhing demonic faces. These ugly faces were piled up into hills, and the atmosphere was fierce and strange, like the end of the world.

"Roar!" Ding'an roared fiercely, "I really want to destroy something!"

He growled menacingly, walked towards the peach tree, and raised his knife to strike. But just before he touched the peach branch, the strange knife suddenly stopped.

Ding'an recalled the scene when the sapling was planted, with Shao Yang helping to water it and Hong Xiu cheering from the side.

“No way!” Ding’an shook his head violently. “I planted this tree.”

His eyes swept over the houses, and he cried out, "I laid all the roof tiles myself, bit by bit!" He then looked at the gazebo, "The same goes for this!"

Ding An, knife in hand, passed by flowers and grass, waded through streams, and walked to the donkey pen. Looking at the sleeping white donkey, his expression changed several times.

Finally, he stomped his foot and left angrily.

"Damn it!" Ding'an cursed angrily, brandishing the strange knife. "Not a single thing in the house can be touched! I'm going up the mountain to cut down trees!"

Upon hearing this, the overwhelming killing intent emanating from the strange sword instantly diminished.

Just then, a girl with a round bun hairstyle came running unsteadily along the country path.

Ding'an was overjoyed and rushed forward with red eyes: "Little beggar, hit me!"

Hongxiu was somewhat surprised, wondering what strange personality he had awakened. She quickly said, "Severed hand, what are you doing?"

Ding An reached out to stop her from speaking, saying, "Don't say anymore, I can't hold it in any longer!" With that, he held the strange knife across his chest, and a fierce and evil aura emanated from him.

"This knife is interesting."

Hongxiu looked at the strange knife, her eyes narrowing. "Where did you find it?"

"Our home!"

Ding An could no longer hold back. With a roar, he swung his sword down.

Hongxiu sneered, "Damn it, wouldn't it be better to just give it to me directly?" As she spoke, she reached for her waist with her small hand, and a streak of red light appeared in an arc to meet her.

when!
The two unparalleled demonic blades clashed, instantly sparks flew and flames flashed.

The air was filled with that fierce, menacing clang!
With a clang, the two men retreated, knives in hand.

After a while, Hongxiu felt something gently land on her head.

Looking up, the tall locust tree was shaking violently, and countless pale yellow-green petals, along with the leaves, fell silently, fluttering down like a rain of flowers.

Hongxiu smiled and let the petals fall on her face.

"Severed hand, don't step on the locust flowers on the ground!"

"What?"

"After the fight, you have to pick it up for me. I'm going to mix it with flour and steam it to eat!" Hongxiu shouted, hands on her hips. "This is delicious!"

"Oh~" Ding'an responded.

Just then, Ding'an suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. He glanced over and saw Hongxiu rushing towards him with her head down.

Ding An was about to rush over when he remembered his promise to the little beggar and hesitated, immediately becoming more cautious. Hong Xiu chuckled and gave him a "thud" on the head.

Ding'an cried out "Ouch!" as blood streamed from his nose, and crashed into a tree like a cannonball, causing the locust tree to shake violently.

"You little beggar, you're cunning."

Before she could finish speaking, Hongxiu rushed in front of her and slapped her across the face.

The blow made Ding'an's ears ring, and he tumbled off the tree trunk, falling into the stream with a splash.

"Hey!"

White mist rose from the stream, and Ding An, feeling dizzy and disoriented, rose up. He used his knife to draw the water, and the stream instantly transformed into a water dragon, its heat scorching as it roared away.

Hongxiu laughed heartily: "That's interesting."

With a flick of the wrist, the blade flashed, like thousands of bolts of lightning, some curved, some twisted, some straight, meeting the water dragon head-on.

Dangdangdang~!

In a dazzling, radiant light, snowflakes of sword energy flew and scattered, and two figures suddenly separated, but in the instant they parted, they ascended to the heavens together.

Ding An brandished his strange blade, which coalesced into a thick, flowing ribbon that clashed with the demonic blade in mid-air, dissipating its downward momentum with a clang. Hong Xiu's body moved like thin smoke, flashing and disappearing in the air, her blade light as ghostly and alluring as a phantom.

Two peerless, deadly blades clashed, unleashing hundreds upon hundreds of flashes of light that illuminated the surrounding area for miles around, resembling intertwined dragons rising slowly.

Suddenly, another deafening roar was heard.

"when!"

A terrifying roar echoed from the sky.

With a deafening roar, countless dark shadows, like black flowing clouds, tangled in the sky. In an instant, they tore through the void, like a flowing nightmare, covering the entire world in a flash.

The little beggar, being the closest, could feel the sinister aura most acutely. He immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Damn it, is the knife more wicked than the person?" He bared his white teeth, "This is outrageous!"

Ding An looked at her with red eyes, then suddenly shivered and tried to hide the strange knife behind his back.

"Little beggar, what are you doing?"

With two thuds, the two landed on the ground one after the other.

With a wave of her hand, Hongxiu exuded an air of dominance and said, "Give me the knife."

Ding An shook his head and shrank back: "I picked it up!"

"You son of a bitch, I picked you up!" Hongxiu said arrogantly.

"No, no!" Ding'an shook his head vigorously, about to run away.

Before she could finish speaking, Hongxiu rushed in front of her again and stomped on her foot!
"Oh!"

Ding An threw down the knife, clutched his foot, and jumped up and down on one leg, his face flushed red as he shouted, "You even stepped on my toes? Are you serious?"

"Hmph!" Hongxiu grabbed the trembling, strange knife, flicked off the barbs, and said nonchalantly, "As long as it works!"

Ding'an jumped up high with a "thump thump," looked at the little beggar, his mouth agape, and after a long while, he finally said, "What are you going to do?"

Hongxiu chuckled and said, "I need to grind my teeth."

Ding'an stamped his foot and said, "No! If you need to sharpen your teeth, I'll find you a teething stick, don't break your precious sword!" Saying this, he headed home, saying, "Wait here, don't..."

"Crack!!!"

A sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sound, like a thunderclap, froze Ding An in place.

He stiffly, slowly, turned his head.

Hongxiu puffed out her cheeks and was chewing heartily.

The strange knife had a jagged barb that was now just a nick.

"My precious sword!" Ding'an wailed, on the verge of tears, "How could you chew it up?!"

Hongxiu puffed out her cheeks and muttered, "Just to taste it." She chuckled, "To be honest, this stuff is really delicious."

Ding An scratched his head, realizing he'd made a complete mess of things. He stammered angrily, "You, you..." He was speechless for a moment, and could only stamp his feet in frustration.

"Alright!" Hongxiu glanced at him sideways. "So what if I ate a bite of your knife? Now that you're a rich landlord, you're hoarding all your treasures?" She brandished the strange knife in her hand. "Ask this knife if it makes a sound."

The strange knife looked like a dead snake, its head drooping and its previous fierce arrogance gone.

Besides, is this knife for dogs?
Still yelling!
Ding An remained silent for a long time before sighing, "Alright, give it to me when you're done playing with it." He turned around with a mournful face, looking as if he had aged ten years. "Be gentle, don't break it."

Hongxiu sensed a hint of disappointment in his tone, as if he were an incompetent husband.

Upon hearing this, the strange knife trembled slightly, then fell silent again.

Just then, a clear and melodious sword cry suddenly came from the direction of the stream!
A powerful surge of air rose into the sky, dispersing the dark clouds and allowing the bright moonlight to pour down.

Hongxiu and Ding'an looked over at the same time and saw dozens of bald figures being thrown into the air in the distance, their shouts faintly audible.

"My God!" Ding An exclaimed in disbelief, "What's going on with the cripple over there?"
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