The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Murong Yinyang looked down, there was already a thirty centimeter long knife wound on his chest, and the bone was visible deep, blood was rushing out from the wound, but he was quickly stopped by his true energy .

"What kind of knife is this?"

Murong Yinyang looked at the samurai sword in Ye Qiu's hand in disbelief. You must know that his Yinyang mace is made of black iron, and there is absolutely no way in this world that it should be able to cut it off.

But even if he didn't believe it, there was nothing he could do now.

The broken half of the mace body was lying on the ground.

And there was a sharp pain in his chest.

This made Murong Yinyang stunned for a while, he didn't know how long it had been, and he would still be injured like this, and if the person who caused this injury was someone who was as good as him, then he would not be surprised.

However, now the opponent is a young peak climber in his twenties, logically speaking, it is impossible to compare with him in martial arts experience.

The black shadow also stopped, looking solemnly at the samurai sword in Ye Qiu's hand.

Although he didn't know the origin of this knife, but when he looked directly at the blade and felt a tingling pain, he could tell that the origin of this knife was quite extraordinary.

"Tick tock!"

At this time, Murong Yinyang's blood quickly flowed down the blade and dripped onto the ground.

A strange scene happened suddenly.

As the blood flowed quickly over the blade, the blade of the blade seemed to absorb the blood, leaving bright red cracks on the blade, like spider webs covering the blade, extremely coquettish.

Waiting until the blood was completely gone, the bright red cracks slowly faded away.

Hoshino Seimei was preparing to activate his shikigami, and when he saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief, "Spider cut?"

The bodies of Murong Yinyang and Heiying shook at the same time, their eyes fixed on the samurai sword in Ye Qiu's hand.

How could they have never heard of it, the token spider cut of the soul group!

Ye Qiu waved it lightly, looked at the bright blade and said softly, "Originally this knife was prepared for those Japanese to come back and die, but I didn't expect it to be useful."

That's right, so Hoshino Seimei and the others ran away before.

Ye Qiu was not in a hurry, because he still had this trump card in his hand. As long as those Japanese knew that the spider was cut in his hand, they would definitely come back and die.

It's just that I didn't expect that it would be used as a weapon in the end.

However, the sharpness of the spider cut did not disappoint Ye Qiu.

This knife was not actually made by Yamamoto Shisan in Toyo, but was made by a top Chinese swordsmith with the materials he collected when he was plundering this land.

As for why it was named Spider Kiri, it was because the founder of the soul group, Shisan Yamamoto, hoped that he could defend the "world" they had brought down just like Genji defended the world back then.

However, his dream was shattered very quickly. After the knife was forged, he had to return to Toyo soon, and the plane was shot down midway, and Yamamoto Shisan also died.

If it is true, although this thing is a token of the soul group, it is also an ominous blade.

Hoshino Seimei came back to his senses at this time, and fanaticism appeared in his eyes instantly.

He laughed wildly for a while: "Okay! You actually sent me the spider cut up! I took it, and I will leave you a whole body!"

As if, Hoshino Seimei already regarded Ye Qiu as someone who must die, and the spider cut in Ye Qiu's hand naturally became his property!

At this time, Hoshino Seimei had even started to fantasize.

After I get the spider cut, I will lead the scene of the soul group!

Just thinking about it, he felt that the blood vessels in his body were expanding, and his heart was extremely excited, and the eyes he looked at Ye Qiu were also full of indifference, and the dying person didn't need to take it to heart at all. Ye Qiu ignored Hoshino Seimei, looked at the spider cut in his hand, and said softly: "Back then, this knife was called "Thousand People's Slash", and it was stained with the blood of countless predecessors, every inch of mountains and rivers. Today, starting from you, I will use it. Enemy's Blood Offering

Lay them down, and strengthen our country! "

The more he talked about the back, Ye Qiu's aura became more and more intense, and the strong smell of blood suddenly filled the whole space, and everyone suddenly felt astonished that their mouths seemed to be full of blood.

Murong Yinyang's face changed, and he raised the Yinyang mace in his hand, and his figure rushed towards Ye Qiu quickly.

"Well done!"

Ye Qiu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his figure also flickered, bringing up an afterimage, roaring towards Murong Yinyang.

Although he began to feel weak, he felt that his spirit was stronger than ever, and he also discovered a phenomenon that made him happy.

That is, after being stimulated by the nine-turn life-and-death needle, even the true energy in his dantian skyrocketed a lot, not to mention the full recovery of the previous true energy.

And most importantly, even his liquefied true energy, no, maybe it should be called true essence.

Because Ye Qiu finally felt the true effect of those true essence.

He knew that as long as he accumulated enough true energy, he would be able to cultivate a mouthful of innate true energy, thus reaching the level of an innate master, which is the second level of Martial Ancestor Art.

And now, after stimulating his potential, two drops of true essence appeared in his dantian!

"Ding!"

"Pfft!"

Two figures quickly crossed each other, and a drop of true energy was quickly consumed.

The half of the mace shot up into the sky quickly, and Murong Yinyang's chest once again spattered with blood, he looked at his old buddy in disbelief, how long after he came out of the mountain again, his old buddy was directly destroyed by someone.

This is not only because the knife is sharp enough, but also shows that Ye Qiu's burst of power is probably stronger than him.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to cut off his yin and yang mace, but just block it.

Soi Ying's eyes changed, and without hesitation, he just took out a syringe with red liquid medicine from his body, when he wanted to inject himself.

Ye Qiu had already arrived in front of him, with a cold glint in his eyes, he slashed at Sombra's genetic potion.

Hei Ying frowned, put the potion behind him at will, and used his body to block Ye Qiu's knife, without any worries in his heart.

Although the knife was very sharp, it only caused a small wound to him, and it would heal quickly.

"Pfft!"

Another drop of true essence was consumed instantly. Heiying soon realized that he was wrong. With a burst of blood rushing to the sky, he could feel that the blade was cutting his own internal organs, and he took a step back abruptly, which made the blade cut by the spider almost wiped out. fly with his own chin

go.

If he didn't hide in time just now, then he might be disembowelled!

At this time, the black cloth on his face was cut off by this knife, revealing a hideous face full of scars. Ye Qiu's pupils shrank instantly: "It's actually you!"