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

"Lightning whirlwind strikes!"

Yang Linfei summoned the magic sword Thousand Blades in the air and teleported five or six times directly behind Jack Horry.

"Ah, what! Why are you so fast!"

Jack Horry had a premonition that something bad was going to happen and turned around, only to see Yang Lin holding his hands high and swinging out the thousand-blade magic knife glowing with purple light.

Clang!

After all, Jack Horry was also a genius boy from the Black Hand Gang. His reaction speed was astonishingly fast, and he immediately summoned a Western sword to block him in front of him.

However!

The middle part of the Demonic Thousand Blades blade was shattered, and the upper half of the blade continued to slash forward without any hindrance.

"What!"

Jack Horry's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The next second.

Puff.

The blade hit his chest, leaving a long bloody mark.

Jack Horry ignored the pain in the wound, turned around and fled quickly.

Yang Lin held the magic sword Thousand Blades in his hand and smacked his lips as he watched his figure gradually leaving.

"Tsk, you really can do anything to win, don't you even want to be a human being?"

Using such despicable methods before the game even started, it was obvious that his level was much higher than mine.

"Master, why don't we just kill him."

Xiao Zi jumped out of the Thousand Blades of the Demonic Knife and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

Yang Lin shook his head.

"It's not easy to kill, and it's impossible to kill him. The heads of the various sects not far from here will definitely come out to stop them when they hear the fighting."

"And you see that his genius methods as a gangster are so despicable. If the leader comes, won't he take this rare opportunity to mess with us?"

"Um...Master, what you said makes sense, but are you really not going to teach him a lesson when he poisons you?"

Yang Lin picked up the magic sword Thousand Blades and gently wiped the broken blade.

"When I took action just now, I touched some poisonous elixir on the blade. I made a wound on the kid. I guess the poison has quietly seeped into the meridians now."

Xiao Zi closed her eyes and felt the blade for a moment, then opened her eyes and said in surprise:

"Wow, that's it. Master, you are so despicable."

Three black lines were drawn on Yang Lin's face.

"What are you saying? What are you saying? This is what I call treating others the way they are treated. How can I call it despicable?"

"Oh, that's... obscene?"

"..."

"Well, it seems that I will teach you how to speak later."

...

Holding his injured body, Jack Hori flew awkwardly and landed near the Assassin's Temple.

"How dare you, the despicable Dragon Kingdom man, injure me so seriously."

He took off his mask and tore open his clothes.

Inside was a shocking wound that was twenty centimeters long.

"Years of training have made me no longer afraid of any pain. However, I have to earn back the face I had to escape in such a panic at the hands of a dragon countryman who is not as good as me."

Jack Horry took out a healing elixir, turned it into powder with his right hand and sprinkled it on the wound.

Within a minute, the wound slowly healed with a trend visible to the naked eye.

"My dear student, why are you here? I just had something urgent to do with you."

David Stephen was floating in the air. Just now he wanted to discuss the content of the game with Jack, but he couldn't find him.

In the blink of an eye, I met him here while wandering around.

Seeing the wounds on Jack Horry's body, he frowned slightly and landed in front of him.

"Jack Horry, what's going on with you? It looks like a stab wound. Could it be that someone hurt you?"

"No, there is no one else here except the people from the Assassin Temple. The elders and heads of the other eight major assassin organizations are all in the central area. The rest of the disciples with the highest level are the young boys from the Seven Color Sect and the Brotherhood, but they are incompetent in any aspect. If you are not as good as you, tell the teacher quickly, who hurt you?"

Jack Horry's eyes were a little evasive.

So he confused right and wrong and said:

"It's such a teacher. I just went for a walk in the forest and met Yang Lin from the Qisemen. I originally thought that everyone was from the Eight Assassin Organizations. I just wanted to go up and say hello to him, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect. .....”

Jack Holly pretended to sob a few times, and David Stephen's face turned slightly dark when he saw this.

Before Jack could continue to panic and fabricate facts, David Stephen suddenly slapped him out.

The majestic spiritual energy surged out, and Jack Horry was instantly slapped several meters away by the huge force.

"waste!"

Spiritual energy transmission said.

"As soon as you open your mouth, I know what you are going to say. As a member of my Black Hand Gang, you are just showing off. Didn't you just fail and get injured during the sneak attack? Why don't you fight him openly for a round? Is it possible? With your strength, don’t you have the confidence to defeat Yang Lin from the Seven Color Sect?”

David Stephen snapped.

He is a student who has grown up under his eyes. He knows everything about what he does and what his character is.

As a strong man of the eighth and ninth realms, his vision and experience are extremely broad. How could a little Jack Horry of the fourth realm fool him?

Jack got up from the ground, touched his face and looked at Teacher David, whose expression was obviously confused.

"Teacher, I, I know I was wrong."

He also knows the character of his teacher. No matter whether he is right or not, no matter whether he is wrong or not, he just needs to admit his mistake.

"Yo, is this David who is not gangster, how can I get up today?"

Hearing the sound, David Stephen looked up.

The leader of the Seven Kills flashed his fan and floated in the air.

"Hmph, Qisha, you are not qualified to take care of my family affairs."

"Who said I have to take care of it? I wish you could hit him harder. Looking at the wound, could it be that you asked him to hurt himself?"

The wound on Jack Horry's body had just begun to heal when it was interrupted.

So the chest was still bloody.

"Hmph, I'll say it again, you should stop meddling in my family affairs. It's not your Black Hand Gang's turn to interfere in my family affairs."

David Stephen snorted coldly, and his whole body began to gain momentum.

Behind him, a black western dragon can be seen faintly raising its head.

The leader of the Seven Kills was not afraid at all.

Instantly letting go of his momentum, the green wave visible to the naked eye rushed towards David Stephen with the force of a tsunami.

Suddenly the sky clouds changed suddenly, and the clear sky was suddenly filled with black clouds.

The cold wind howled, and the temperature suddenly dropped from close to forty to more than ten.

This is the strength of the Nine Realm experts. When they spread their momentum, the world and the earth were changed.

Inside the Assassin's Temple.

Black Rakshasa, who was drinking alone, looked at the sudden black shadows in the sky and the green energy not far away, and his expression changed slightly.

He drained the white wine in his hand in one gulp.

"Oh, it's true. Every time Qisha meets David Stephen, it's like meeting an enemy. As expected, the two of them meet again, and they don't stop at all."

"It's like this every year, Master. Is it possible that there is a conflict between the Qisemen and the Black Hand Gang?"

Dark Soul, who was forced to drink with his master, asked.

Black Rakshasa snorted and continued drinking.

"Hmm... It's not like he has any big grudges. I remember asking him when I visited him a few years ago. He said he just didn't like those European and American monkeys and wanted to slap them."

The corners of Black Soul's mouth twitched.

"Then the leader of the Black Hand Gang also dislikes the leader of the Seven Kills and wants to beat him?"

"That's right."

"..."