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The magic sword cries at night, and it has a frightening power just when its edge is revealed.

A stream of light appears at the end of the mysterious blade, and ghosts and gods are frightened and impermanent.

On the crystal platform, the dark red long knife hummed and vibrated softly, and the terrifying aura could hardly be suppressed. The night wind blew up with such force that it shocked everyone so much that they dared not look directly at it.

At this moment, even the [Black Dome Sword] behind Li Mo was trembling slightly and it was difficult to control himself. (The name of the knife in the previous chapter was wrong and has been changed)

You must know that Li Mo's [Black Dome Sword] is a second-grade rune weapon with an extraordinary origin. It was originally the Tianshi Mansion magic sword, and was later recast and named Red Flame.

In the Longyuan Mansion, this sword swallowed the dragon's demonic bones, and was refining and turned into a demonic sword, named Red Dragon.

In Wangxuan City, Li Mo suppressed Lin Ming in Riyue Mountain and used his sword to show off his power, devouring the two most precious treasures [Eight Treasures Moon Cicada] and [Nine Li Fire Essence].

Chilong won the Sun and Moon Pill, and his mysterious life returned to the supernatural world.

At this point, Li Mo's sword was finally promoted to the second-grade rune weapon, named Black Dome.

On that day, when he was going through the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation, this demonic sword was even enlightened by the magical sword left by the black sword, absorbing the essence and generating mystery within it.

The demon dragon reaches the Dharma, the sun and the moon shine together, the mysterious life is enlightened, and the black dome turns into a blade.

Now, the [Black Dome Sword] in Li Mo's hand is extraordinary.

Even so, the moment [Ye Crying Knife] appeared, Li Mo's knife reacted and was almost unable to suppress it.

"This is the enemy!?"

Li Mo's face darkened slightly, feeling the hidden hostility of the [Black Dome Sword].

Demon Sword Ye Cry once seriously injured Black Sword and absorbed the essence and blood from his heart orifice.

Li Mo also practiced the Nine Life Method, which can be said to have the same origin but different currents. Under his tempering day and night, the Black Dome Sword gradually became assimilated. At this time, he could sense each other from a distance, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Rumble…

At this moment, the [Night Screaming Sword] sealed in the crystal platform suddenly shook violently, and the dark red sword energy swept wildly, like a surge of anger...

Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the crystal platform.

Suddenly, the cold breath came out from the crack, it was so powerful and domineering that it made people suffocate.

"It's really a magic sword. It has no owner to control it, and it actually has such a terrible sense of oppression!?"

A young man screamed in shock. He was closest to the crystal platform. The extreme pressure was like a river and sea bursting its embankments, rolling in. The knife in his hand actually groaned, and cracks appeared. It seemed that he could not withstand such ferocious force at all. Power.

"Um!?"

Shen Nan's delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed with a strange look on her face. She cried her sword in the night and covered the crystal stage with dust. She never woke up.

She didn't know why tonight was so abnormal. The demonic image first appeared and was about to break out of the seal.

Buzz…

Shen Nanqing took a step forward and raised the short sword in his hand. Although it was not unsheathed, the sword was floating like a green shirt, stretching thousands of miles across, suppressing the calmness of the river and sea, and making the three rivers peaceful.

"Fushan Sword... That is a first-grade rune weapon, Fushan Sword..."

Someone whispered and recognized Shen Nanqing's sword.

Rune weapons are already rare when they reach the third level.

First-grade weapons are the pinnacle of rune weapons, and ordinary spiritual breath realms may not be able to possess them.

Shen Nanqing's [Fushan Sword] is quite prestigious. The reason why she was able to obtain this sword, in addition to her relationship with Martial Arts Mountain, was because of her status as a member of the [Sword God Association].

Having such a large sword house earned her a reward from the [Sword God Association]...

That is this Fushan knife.

Buzz buzz...

The night cries that were covered in dust in the crystal stage gradually subsided under the suppression of the Fushan Sword, but the ferocious power was still there. The sword screamed and trembled, and the tiger stared at him eagerly.

"It's really amazing. Legend has it that when this magic sword was born, it was first-class."

"Nonsense, at that time Heijian was young and defeated all the geniuses of the five major sects... With such qualifications, how could he be seriously injured if the magic sword hadn't shocked the world?"

"This sword was robbed once. Three hundred years have passed, and I'm afraid it won't be the same again."

"Even so, it is much stronger than most second-grade rune weapons."

In the quiet courtyard, discussions abounded.

Everyone's faces are full of desire and greed. Who doesn't want to take this prestigious magic sword as his own?

You must know that this sword has drunk the blood of the black sword. It has extraordinary significance and unlimited killing potential.

However, in this small courtyard, how many people can really control it?

After being buried in dust for three hundred years, even though its sharp edge has shrunk, this magic sword still has a strong bone.

"This sword is destined to me, and it should be in my hands."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the quiet courtyard.

There was a sudden commotion, and everyone followed the sound. Among the crowd, an arrogant figure slowly walked out. His black hair was like a waterfall, and his cold eyes were as cold as the night sky.

"Ye Bufan!?"

In the corner, Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that he would see Ye Bufan here again.

On that day, when he first arrived in Wangxuan City, he caused the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation, and he was the first person to be killed.

Ye Bufan's spiritual sense was beaten to the point where it was almost impossible to possess him, and he could not come out of seclusion ever since. The disciples of Heiming Mountain were depressed for a long time and were often teased by the other four major sects.

It wasn't until Yue Xiaoxiang from Yaoshen Mountain and Lin Ming from Sun Moon Mountain also went into retreat that the ridicules gradually subsided.

"The descendant of Black Mingshan..."

Shen Nanqing looked normal, as if he had already expected Ye Bufan's appearance.

In fact, the Demon Sword Night Cry was originally forged from Heiming Mountain. Back then, the proud leader of the five major mountain sects attacked and killed Heijian.

This collection is the most precious piece in Shen Nanqing Daolu.

Heimingshan came forward and paid a sufficient price to finally persuade Shen Nanqing to give Ye Bufan such an opportunity.

Tonight's battle was just a gimmick, a gimmick planned by Zhengyi Bookstore. The only one who could really have a chance to test the sword was Ye Bufan.

"Here comes the real show."

Mo Jinyan remained silent and stood quietly beside him.

Although this daughter of the Justice Bookstore has a bookish air, at this moment, her calm eyes cannot hide the look of anticipation and excitement.

"Senior Sister Shen..."

Ye Bufan stepped forward and bowed.

The five major mountain sects are connected by the same energy, not to mention that now they are both disciples of the Xuantian Pavilion, so naturally they are considered to be from the same sect.

"Remember, you only have one chance." Shen Nan said calmly.

According to the agreement, if Ye Bufan cannot control Ye Xi, the magic knife will still belong to her without any loss.

"enough."

Ye Bufan turned around suddenly, his arm moved like a spear, his five fingers intertwined, and he directly shattered the crystal platform, and his big hand directly grabbed the magic sword Ye Xi.

"Did he do it directly?"

Everyone changed their colors slightly and subconsciously took two steps back.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a burst of sword roars rose into the sky, like the cry of a ferocious beast, shaking the night sky. The dark red sword energy swept across the sky, causing the clouds to collapse and cover the stars.

"The magic sword...it really is the magic sword..."

Everyone was horrified, and the sabers around them couldn't help but vibrate.

Today, the courtyard is full of people who love and use knives. Counting Shen Nanqing's collection, there are hundreds of precious knives...

At this moment, in the night scream of the demon sword, hundreds of blades suddenly screamed in unison, and they also let out a sword cry that was almost a cry.

"Ahhh...my ears...what on earth is this sound?"

Someone let out a wail of pain, put down the knife in his hand, covered his ears with his hands, fell to his knees, and his face turned as pale as paper.

However, the strange roar of the sword was pervasive, filling the sky at night and making all the demons and ghosts worry.

Roar……

Ye Bufan raised the Yewei knife and let out an angry roar. His sleeves were torn and his right arm was exposed. Veins appeared and were filled with blood, as if the surging blood would stretch that arm out at any time.

However, this man's scarlet eyes were sinister, revealing endless madness and unyielding will.

Deep in the eyes, there seemed to be a figure flickering, and countless images flashed intertwined in front of Ye Bufan's eyes.

The black cloud vision, that "dirty thing" towering high above him, suppressed his spiritual sense and it was difficult to recover.

The hanging list and the imprint of the black sky demons even erased the mark of his name.

Two failures, two serious injuries...the emotions intertwined in Ye Bufan's heart, and gradually merged into one figure.

"Luofu...Li..."

Ye Bufan roared, and the pride of this unparalleled genius in Black Ming Mountain finally turned into the anger and killing intent that seemed like obsession.

He clenched the magic sword and screamed at night. Even though there were cracks on his right arm and blood was flowing, it was difficult to shake his will.

"What a terrible man... This man is as obsessed as a demon..."

Mo Jinshu's face changed slightly and he made a conclusion.

"Obsession is like a demon... I wield this sword with the demonic way..."

Ye Bufan was like a madman. Suddenly, Ye Bufan let out a soft groan with his sword, and black threads separated from the blade, like insects, piercing into Ye Bufan's arm.

Suddenly, the black threads snaked under the skin like veins, covering the entire arm in an instant.

In an instant, Ye Bufan raised his head, his eyes turned white, and he felt unprecedented relief.

The dark red long knife vibrated gently, which actually caused Ye Bufan's muscles and bones to ring together, and a warm numbing feeling came from his bone marrow.

At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the demon sword Ye Xi, his body was refined and reborn, and he was never the same again.

"He has mastered the magic knife..."

Shen Nanqing's expression changed slightly, and he revealed the truth at a glance.

She did not expect that the descendant of Heiming Mountain would seize this opportunity, become a demon with obsession, and actually get the approval of Demon Sword Yewei.

"Hahaha...power...this is power...what's the point of competing in spiritual senses?"

"What is the successor of Black Sword?"

"From now on, you will all surrender under my sword..."

Ye Bufan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, as if he was crazy. His right hand seemed to have become a part of the Yewei sword. He moved it in front of him and licked the dark red blade, with madness in his eyes.

"After three hundred years of dust, you finally want to become famous in the world with me... Let me try your power..."

Ye Bufan grinned and showed a crazy smile.

Buzz…

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yewei Dao once again let out a terrifying cry, even louder than before. The sword roared into the sky, and in a trance, there was a bloody light that covered the sky and the sun, shrouding the sky above the quiet courtyard.

"The magic sword has become a strange phenomenon!?" Shen Nanqing's expression changed slightly.

She never expected that Ye Bufan would be so crazy that he would try out the magic knife in her yard.

Bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there were bursts of explosions and crinkling, and the sound of smashing knives could be heard endlessly.

Everyone was horrified to find that under this terrible pressure, all their sabers were shattered, and even the hidden knives in the courtyard's knife hut gradually showed cracks, unable to withstand the fierce power of the magic knife.

"My knife..."

"My sword is a third-grade rune weapon..."

"This is the knife I bought with a loan..."

Everyone was horrified, with fear flashing in their eyes while wailing.

"It's not vulnerable, it's all rubbish..." Ye Bufan looked at everyone's sabers shattered one by one, and a cold smile appeared on his cruel face.

Buzz…

At this moment, a gentle roar of swords sounded, which seemed extremely discordant among the bursts of shattering sounds.

This weak sound is like a ripple in the angry sea, but to the ears of a sword master, it is like thunder in the mountains in winter, erupting and deafening.

"Ye Bufan...you are so annoying..."

Suddenly, a slight sigh fell faintly, and the next moment, a sword light shot up into the sky, like a mighty sky, burning with the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

"This...this is..."

There was deathly silence in the quiet little courtyard. Everyone turned to look at the burning sword energy, their trembling faces filled with horror.

Among the swords, except for Shen Nanqing's Fushan sword, there is actually an edge that can withstand the night cry of the demon sword.

Buzz…

The sword energy that soared into the sky was filled with black silence, and there was a jungle of visions in the light of the sun and moon, revealing an unsettling madness and desire.

"Demon sword!?"

The corners of Shen Nanqing's eyes twitched unnaturally, and uncontrollable shock filled his shaking eyeballs.

Among the guests tonight, there was actually someone who came with a demon sword, and they were in a great mood, just like the demon sword! ?

"who?"

Shen Nanqing turned his head sharply, following the awe-inspiring demonic sword energy, but his eyes fell on the unfamiliar figure.

"who is he?"

Shen Nanqing looked at Li Mo with a confused expression. There was no name for this young man in her memory.

At this moment, Ye Bufan obviously noticed Li Mo.

When he saw the face clearly, his brief daze ended with unprecedented surprise and madness.

"Heir of the Black Sword!?"

"Hahaha..." Ye Bufan raised his head and laughed, the magic knife in his hand glowed with seven feet of red light, burning like a magic flame floating in the world.

"I didn't expect you to come here specially to offer me the knife...hahaha..."

"You use your spiritual sense to show off your evil. Today I will let you know what your true strength is..."

Ye Bufan took one step forward and appeared in front of Li Mo instantly like a ghost. The terrifying speed had already exceeded his limit.

At this moment, he seemed to be the knife, and the knife was him.

In the smoke and dust rising into the sky, Ye cried, but the red edge slashed at Li Mo from the waist.

clang……

There was a sound of metal and stone shaking, and the magic knife suddenly stopped three inches away from Li Mo's body. The two fingers wrapped with gray spiritual energy easily grasped its edge.

This scene was so shocking that it shocked the eyes, and the arrogance and smile on Ye Bufan's face instantly froze.

"This... this is impossible..." Ye Bufan screamed in shock, unable to believe it.

"You are still as weak as ever!!"

Li Mo shook his head and whispered, his calm face not even showing any interest. The black dome knife fell slowly. In the scattered smoke and dust, the demon knife with gray spiritual breath was like cutting tofu, and actually chopped the demon knife into pieces. crack.

The sound of Xuanjin exploding resounded throughout the courtyard, and broken light emerged from the diffuse smoke.

At this moment, the knife in Li Mo's hand was like a greedy glutton, and he actually began to enjoy the ups and downs of the magic knife.

"What...what...is going on!?"

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Shen Nanqing looked at the incredible scene in front of him. He stood on the spot, and the waves in his heart seemed to be turned upside down.

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