Rebirth of the Ultimate Crazy Boy

Long Aotian laughed and said: "I, Long Aotian, will let you see the best knife, so that you can open your eyes. The bodyguards in black go and get the knife that has been treasured by the Long family for many years!" As soon as he finished speaking, the black-clothed bodyguard

The bodyguard sighed helplessly again and went to get the knife.

The efficiency of the bodyguard in black was extremely high, but it took just a few minutes to retrieve it. What kind of knife was it? Even the Long family had treasured it for many years, so one can imagine the value of this knife.

Zhang Chaoyang searched his mind and looked at the red oak knife box, and smiled secretly in his heart: What kind of top-notch knife is it? It should be wrapped so tightly.

Long Aotian waved his hand and smoothly opened the red oak knife box. Suddenly, light flashed across the room. This made Zhang Chaoyang, a knife lover, secretly shocked: A knife that can actually emit light cannot be...

Ordinary street stall goods, right?

Long Aotian raised the knife in the box and said coldly: "Zhang Chaoyang, you don't need to think too much, let's start the competition!"

Zhang Chaoyang said coldly: "If you want to compete with my sharp knife master "Cold Faced Cold Sword", you have to think carefully, the sword is ruthless!"

Tong Ling on the side pulled Long Aotian down and said with concern: "Brother, the sword is ruthless, aren't you afraid?"

Long Aotian sighed loudly: "What's the use of being afraid? Little sister Tong Ling, do you think I will lose? What a joke!" He smiled secretly in his heart: I have been taught by the sword master in the mysterious dragon ring space, and I can't lose that.

For me, it is too far away, simply out of reach! Is it possible that Long Aotian will be defeated?

Zhang Chaoyang was stunned for a moment. Regarding Long Aotian's words, Zhang Chaoyang thought to himself: What kind of confidence does Long Aotian have? Is it confidence in his own strength or blind confidence? Zhang Chaoyang stopped thinking about it and shouted coldly: "Come on.

Come on! Long Aotian! Let me see what the knife in your hand is capable of and it can be called a top-notch knife!"

Long Aotian looked at the dim knife in his hand, which had no polish left, and sighed in his heart: Only the person holding the knife can feel the extraordinaryness of this knife! Thinking of this moment, Long Aotian said coldly: "

You don’t have to be so anxious to lose to me, Long Aotian, the person who uses the sword must be calm, otherwise you, Zhang Chaoyang, will definitely lose, huh."

Zhang Chaoyang said with a calm face and a cold smile: "You, Long Aotian, don't need to say more, we will know the outcome when we wait."

Long Aotian took a few deep breaths, looked at the knife in his hand, and said coldly: "You should make the first move!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chaoyang shouted: "Don't think that my reputation as a master of sharp knives, the Cold-faced Cold Sword, is in vain. If you think so, you will definitely become the dead soul of my sword."

The words "death by the sword" made the bodyguard in black beside him look nervous and shouted: "Protect the young master." After saying this, the bodyguards surrounded Zhang Chaoyang.

A group of black-clad bodyguards were about to kill Zhang Chaoyang when Long Aotian smiled lightly and said: "Stop! He can't defeat me, Long Aotian."

One of the bodyguards in black said with a stern face: "Master, isn't this good? Master, please don't compete with him. The master of sharp knives, "Cold Faced Cold Sword", has a great reputation in the killer world."

"Don't you understand my order? Stop." Long Aotian's face darkened and he said coldly.

Long Aotian's indifferent expression made all the bodyguards in black feel sad and slowly lean aside. After all, Long Xingpo of the Long family had said when they came that everything must be completely obeyed by Long Aotian's orders.

Long Aotian smiled lightly and said: "Make a move!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chaoyang quickly dodged and stabbed Long Aotian directly with his Lengyun knife as usual, but this time the speed was much faster than the last time.

several times.

Long Aotian thought to himself: So fast, he is worthy of the "cold-faced cold knife", a master of sharp swords. Only this kind of person, Long Aotian, wants to make him surrender to me. Thinking of this, Long Aotian also raised the knife in his hand.

, facing Zhang Chaoyang.

"Crack" a harsh sound reached everyone's ears, and they saw that Zhang Chaoyang's Leng Yun Dao had been split in half by the knife in Long Aotian's hand.

Zhang Chaoyang was dumbfounded, and everyone around him was even dumbfounded, because Long Aotian's speed was so fast that it could not be detected by the naked eye. It was so fast, so fast, so fast that it was shocking.

Zhang Chaoyang was dumbfounded not because of Long Aotian's speed, but because the knife in Long Aotian's hand was so powerful that he split the Lengyun knife in his hand into two halves with just one blow.

Looking at the unsightly Leng Yun Dao beside him, Zhang Chaoyang felt heartbroken. Leng Yun Dao had been with him for many years, and now it was in such a state. Is it possible not to feel heartbroken? He, Zhang Chaoyang, is a knife lover!

Zhang Chaoyang's face turned pale and he said: "I lost, completely defeated." Indeed, as a master of sharp knives, his knife was broken, which naturally showed that he was defeated. After all, a man without a knife

A master of sharp knives cannot pose a threat to anyone at all.

Long Aotian smiled evilly and said, "Can you surrender to me, Long Aotian?"

Zhang Chaoyang said with a dejected look on his face: "What use do you want a lost dog like me? Besides, without a knife, I'm just a waste at best." What Zhang Chaoyang said is true, what can he do without a knife?

Long Aotian laughed loudly and said: "The implication of your words is that you, Zhang Chaoyang, have surrendered to me, Long Aotian! In this case, I will give you the knife in my hand!"

Zhang Chaoyang looked surprised and said, "Do you really want to give me the knife in your hand?"

Long Aotian smiled lightly and said: "You should be aware of the sword in my hand - Tang Dao, right?"

The word "Tang Dao" resolutely filled Zhang Chaoyang's eyes with a look of disbelief: "Tang Dao is a famous knife user. Who doesn't know it? Who can't know it! Tang Dao is the pinnacle of Chinese knives.

It's a pity that it has been lost for a long time. I, Zhang Chao,

Yang has no chance to meet him." After saying that, he stared at the Tang Dao in Long Aotian's hand, still with an expression of disbelief on his face, because the Tang Dao was too ordinary and could not make him think that Tian was Hua.

The pinnacle of national knives!

Long Aotian smiled lightly and said: "Zhang Chaoyang, you don't need to think any more, just take it! Only when you get the Tang Dao can you truly understand its difference." After saying that, he threw the Tang Dao to Zhang Chaoyang.

From the moment Zhang Chaoyang received the Tang Dao, his expression gradually became cold, as cold as the Tang Dao. Zhang Chaoyang said lightly: "It turns out that the Tang Dao feels like this." He was secretly shocked: I didn't expect that a knife could actually make me feel inside.

My blood keeps boiling, what a knife! It’s really a top-notch knife!

Long Aotian said calmly: "The Tang Dao is indeed a good knife! From today on, you are no longer Zhang Chaoyang. The name Zhang Chaoyang is not worthy of the Tang Dao. From the moment you get the Tang Dao, your

My name is Xiao Tian, ​​become my Long Aotian's sharp blade hidden in the darkness!" He thought to himself: This Tang sword was discovered by the Long family on the bones of a man named "Xiao Tian", so I, Long Aotian,

God gave you the name Xiao Tian.

Zhang Chaoyang shouted with a gloomy face: "Yes, young master, from this moment on, I am no longer Zhang Chaoyang, but Xiao Tian. I will definitely become a knife for the young master, a sharp blade hidden in the darkness."

Long Aotian laughed loudly when he heard this. From this moment on, Xiao Tian's myth and legend gradually began. In the future, I am afraid no one would have thought that a Tang sword and Xiao Tian would actually make the world tremble, let alone Tang.

Dao Xiaotian actually surrendered to Long Aotian in this way. Long Aotian's grace of not killing created Tang Dao Xiaotian, a "killing god" who shocked the world.