The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The scissors spun rapidly, and with a wave of Yang Lin's sword, it broke through the air and flew towards Song Liu.

Song Liu raised his hands and circulated his Dantian Qihai.

"You brat, don't think that I can't do anything to you without my beast master?

Even if an adult holding a gun loses his weapon, it is not something that a young boy can defeat. "

He punched out out of thin air, using a large amount of surging spiritual energy to blast towards the rapidly rotating scissors.

With a thought, Yang Lin split the scissors in two and changed the attack route, attacking from both sides.

The advantages of scissors are speed and surprise.

The moment Song Liu's attack exploded, the scissors turned into two streams of light and attacked in different directions.

"This guy is a bit cunning."

Song Liu frowned, clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

"ha!"

With himself as the center, the surging energy spreads out to attack.

The scissors spinning rapidly in the air trembled obviously.

Yang Lin raised the magic sword Qianbian and rushed out with a single lunge, slashing diagonally towards Song Liu with the blade.

"How dare you dare to challenge me with a broken knife."

Song Liu's hands were in the form of hand knives, and the rich spiritual energy wrapped his palms to form protection.

He slashed away at the attack of Yang Lin's Demon Sword Thousand Blades.

Just when he was confident that this blow could shatter the opponent's weapon again.

A surprising scene appeared.

I saw that the moment the Demonic Sword Qianbian came into contact with the Song Liushou Sword, it ignored the defense, and the part in contact instantly turned into fragments and flew into the air, while the rest continued to attack without any hindrance.

Puff.

Purple sword light flashed across.

Blood spurts.

Song Liu's eyes were full of shock, and his body slowly fell down. He never thought that he would die in such an unclear way.

Yang Lin gently shook the magic knife Thousand Blades in his hand.

He glanced at the body on the ground.

"The main attack of the Thousand Blades of the Demon Sword is ever-changing.

If you just block it but don't defend it, whoever will die will die if you don't. "

To put it bluntly, the four realms are the four realms after all.

If you don't enter the seven realms, you will end up in a mortal body.

A thousand blades of the magic sword can kill with one strike.

The opponent only focused on attaching spiritual energy to his palms, and did not even have the slightest preparation for defense elsewhere.

If he doesn't die, who will die?

At the same time, the village chief's house was above.

A strange man wearing a mask and wearing black clothes and holding a short knife appeared.

The old village chief calmly took a sip of wine and said:

"Who are you, your Excellency..."

He didn't have time to finish his words.

I saw a strange man stepping out, approaching instantly with a very strange and difficult to judge pace.

The next moment, silver light flashed and blood spurted out.

The strange man pulled out the short knife from the old village chief's heart and said slowly:

"Seven Color Door."

Wow.

The old village chief fell down on the table.

The wine glass slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

At this time, Yang Lin walked out of the basement wearing black clothes and holding the magic knife Thousand Blades.

He happened to look into the eyes of that strange man.

"Blood Eyes!"

The strange man was obviously shocked when he saw Yang Lin's blood-red right eye.

Yang Lin also paused and decisively checked the opponent's panel.

Character: Korean.

Background: One of the seven assassins of Qisemen.

Talent: A-level shadow.

Realm: Level 1 of Sixth Realm.

Kung Fu: Earth-level high-level Shadow Sneak Attack, earth-level mid-level Ghost Shadow Steps, earth-level mid-level Black Cloud Hands...

My dear, this is a big shot in the Sixth Realm.

"Did you kill Song Liu?"

the man asked.

Yang Lin nodded.

"Um."

"Di~wu~di~wu~di~wu~"

A series of sirens and noise suddenly appeared in Mikawa Village.

Han Wen turned his head and looked outside the door, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

When Yang Lin came back to his senses, he only saw a black token where the man was standing.

Curious, he walked over to check.

There are three big characters "Seven Color Gate" printed on it.

"Seven Color Gate?"

Yang Lin thought to himself that the Seven Color Sect was most likely an assassin organization.

"Quick, go in and save people. The students from Beijing University have been arrested."

A middle-aged man armed with a high-tech thermal weapon pistol kicked open the red door of the village chief's house.

Yang Lin put away the token, interrupted and turned back to study further.

"Are you from the Jiangnan Spiritual Police?"

When the uniformed spiritual police officer saw Yang Lin holding a weapon, he immediately pointed the gun at him as was his professional habit.

"Don't shoot, we're on our own."

Yang Lin quickly took out the Beijing University token.

"I'm a student at Jingcheng University. You shot at the wrong person."

A spiritual policeman walked up to Yang Lin with a gun in hand. After checking everything, he put down his weapon and said to the spiritual policeman behind him:

"He is indeed a student of Jingcheng University."

The captain stood behind and took the lead, putting down his weapon and waving.

Other team members rushed into the house with their rifles hunched over their backs.

He himself put away his weapon and walked to Yang Lin.

"Just make sure it's okay. We have been targeting this village for many months. Today we received the alarm and caught it as soon as we came here."

"This village has been involved in several cases of disappearances of awakened people. All the villagers have to be taken back for questioning. I just don't know if those who were arrested are still alive."

Yang Lin thought of the large pool of blood in the basement.

Estimated to be hanging.

"Report to the captain, we found a body with separated heads in a basement. Judging from the appearance, it is a man named Song Liu."

"Also in the basement we found a large black bird cut in half and a large pool of blood."

The captain frowned slightly.

He didn't care about Song Liu and Big Bird.

What he was more concerned about was the large pool of blood.

Who of the serious villagers have enough time to produce so much blood? This is not a duck blood production factory.

There must be something fishy about this matter.

"Song Liu..."

The spiritual police captain glanced at the magic sword Thousand Blades in Yang Lin's hand.

"Did you kill him?"

"Um."

Yang Lin nodded and admitted that he had indeed killed him.

"good."

The captain of the spiritual police showed a smile, he was indeed a genius from Beijing University, it was Niu Boyi.

"Oh, by the way, why are your eyes so red?"

Seeing that Yang Lin's right eye was red, the captain of the spiritual police asked with concern.

"red?"

Yang Lin took out the mobile phone in the space ring, turned on the camera, turned it to the front camera and took a look.

"The grass is really red."

There are no whites in the eyes, they are all red.

Only one black pupil remained, as if he was taking a bath in a sea of ​​blood.

At the moment, Yang Lin made up a reason at random.

"This...may have been caused by injuries sustained during the fight."

The spiritual police captain nodded slightly.

It's normal for your eyes to be bloodshot when you're hit during a fight, it's a minor injury.

"Just leave it to our spiritual police to deal with it. Today, we must investigate the matter regarding Sanhe Village thoroughly and give an explanation to the people."

Yang Lin put away his phone and nodded.

"Okay, then I won't disturb your work."

After that, he left through the red door of the old village chief's house.

Not long after I went out, I saw a man in a white vest passing by in a panic on the road.

"How dare you run!"

Then Yang Lin saw a black stick flashing in front of his eyes.

The golden headshot hit perfectly, knocking down the man in the white vest.

"It seems that arrests have already begun."

Yang Lin thought of Wang Ah Xun in his mind, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

If that guy revealed his identity as an assassin, it would be difficult to fool him.

He must be dealt with before the spirit police discover him.

As soon as he said it, Yang Lin started running on the road in Sanhe Village.

According to the route we took when we arrived, we quickly found Wang Ahxun's home.

The door was locked. Yang Lin climbed over the wall from the poplar tree next to the door and jumped in.

"no one."

When I came to the living room, I looked around and found no one.

Yang Lin picked up the teacup on the table.

"The tea is still warm. He must have been here five minutes ago."

Yang Lin ran to the second floor and opened a room door.

"Fuck!"

As soon as he pushed them away, he received a critical blow.

A figure hanging on the ceiling in front of him really startled Yang Lin.

But upon closer inspection, I suddenly discovered that the man was Wang Ah Xun who had hanged himself.

Yang Lin walked into the room and stretched out his fingers to touch his wrist.

Still hot.

"He committed suicide. According to the time, he probably hanged himself not long after the spiritual police arrived."

"It's no wonder that there is almost no hope of escaping under the hands of spiritual policemen equipped with thermal weapons who are above the average level three. Hanging may be the most pleasant and least painful way for him."

Having done so many serious crimes, he would have to go to jail for at least life.

Maybe you can still work hard to survive the death penalty.

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