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Chapter 71 Demon God Skeleton, Ominous Blade

Boom~~
There was a dull vibration, and the [-]-meter-high snow line pressed down hard on the tiny boy in the valley with the momentum of a stormy sea.

"Help... ah!"

Young Yang Wuhui yelled in horror, looking at the two people on the top of the mountain expectantly.

Shot!

Hurry up and act!
however.

The two people on the top of the mountain just looked at him quietly, not intending to make a move.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of huge waves of ice and snow have arrived in front of them.

Yang Wuhui couldn't help but his eyes darkened, falling into despair.

Could it be that they...are not sword demons?
That's all... Today, my lord, I...

The desperate young man was about to close his eyes and wait for death, when suddenly his waist lightened, and the fine iron long knife pinned to his waist appeared in the hands of the figure on the top of the mountain at some point.

"Mountain-sea."

There was a clear drink in the ear.

I saw a figure on the top of the mountain, with one hand behind his back and a knife in the other, slowly slashing down towards the avalanche below.

that moment.

The world seemed to lose its color.

Time seemed to stand still slowly, and the endless ice and snow wrapped in the avalanche froze in the air.

An aura as mountainous as the sea gushed out from the long knife, turning into a golden and peerless light of the knife.

"It's him, it's really him! This knife light...is exactly the same as the one half a month ago..." Under Yang Wuhui's amazed and shocked eyes, time suddenly accelerated.

boom!
Layer after layer of gorgeous sword light, with overwhelming momentum, suddenly met the [-]-meter avalanche containing the mighty power of heaven and earth.

The light is dazzling.

Yang Wuhui subconsciously closed his eyes.

He felt endless ice and snow storms rolling up around him, scraping his face like a knife, but the avalanche that was right in front of him did not come to him as he imagined.

He opened his eyes cautiously.

I saw the [-]-meter-high avalanche that continued like waves, but that dazzling knife light was like a mountain, like a moat, firmly resisting the endless impact of the avalanche.

"break."

The long knife in Yang Gang's hand suddenly pressed down.

Terrifying power swept out in an instant.

Yang Wuhui's gaze was dull.

He stared blankly at a terrifying blade light that seemed to open up the world, pushing away the [-]-meter-high snow wall, and slashing into the source of the snow peak in the distance.

The power of Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants, the ultimate power in the world!

boom!
The ground shakes and the mountains shake, and the sky is full of snow.

A peak hundreds of meters high was cut off in half by that knife.

Countless rocks mixed with knives-like ice and snow beat Yang Wuhui until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he ran away with his head in his arms.

"Master help... Master help..."

for a long time.

The storm died down.

Yang Wuhui, who was lying on the snow with his head in his arms, cautiously poked his head out.

He saw two pairs of shoes parked in front of him.

"Master!"

The boy looked up in surprise.

In the ice and snow, a man and a woman stood in front of him like a couple of gods.

The man's face is handsome and his eyes are vicissitudes.

He seemed to be only about 30 years old, with a faint smile on his face, a long knife in his hand, and a Tsing Yi, just standing there casually, he had the temperament of a peerless master.

This temperament, coupled with that world-defying sword... That's right, he must be the sword demon who disappeared for 30 years!
He is not dead!

And the woman standing behind the sword demon is wearing a red and white dress, with a leather jacket wrapped around her shoulders, and a very ordinary spear on her back, with a rich and solemn beauty.

It's just...the aura on her body seems to have the strength of the satin bone realm?
About the same as yourself?

How is it possible, how can it be possible for people who can follow the sword demon to only have the realm of satin bones?Yes, she must be a master of hiding too.

Yang Wuhui's heart skipped a beat.

Kneel on the ground, accept the head and worship.

"Disciple Yang Wuhui, pay homage to master and wife!"

"???"

The faint smile on Yang Gang's face froze.

But Zhao Ling behind him gave Yang Wuhui a look of approval.

Seeing this, Yang Wuhui immediately felt certain.

This wave of apprenticeship, be steady!

Yang Gang couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

This incomprehensible kid is the one who recorded the travel notes of searching for the sword demon and passed down the ancient books thousands of years later?
Yang Wuhui looked at the extraordinary Yang Gang with a look of admiration.

He kowtowed non-stop and said, "Master, please accept me as an apprentice! Our father and son have traveled all over the Northland for 30 years. The adoptive father has been chasing your footsteps all his life. His surname is Huang, but he gave I am named Yang Wuhui, because I have wasted 30 years and have no regrets in my life... I beg Master to look at this sincerity and accept disciples as disciples!"

"30 years wasted, no regrets in life..."

Yang Gang silently glanced at Zhao Ling beside him and sighed.

"Let's go, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He bypassed Yang Wuhui and walked down the mountain.Zhao Ling followed behind him step by step, just like 30 years ago.

Wait, wait for me how long?
He... knew I would come?

The boy stood there dumbfounded.

Turning around, he found that Yang Gang and the two had gone far away, and trotted to keep up.

"Master, Master Wife...wait for me, wait for me..."

After five days.

Southwest of Beidi, under the cliff of the burial knife.

Ice City.

"Master, how did you know that I would come to Daxueshan..."

"Master, how do you know that the Ice Demon Villa is hidden on the Burial Knife Cliff..."

"Master..."

Yang Wuhui clung to Yang Gang, asking questions all the time, like a little monkey jumping up and down.

Yang Gang and Zhao Ling walked side by side on the street, looking at the bustling street scene of Ice Knife City, it felt like a lifetime away.

"Master...you answer me!"

"Oh~~~"

Yang Gang shook his head helplessly.

"First, I am not your master."

"Second... I need a knife. Then, challenge someone."

In the last battle of Sifang City, he narrowly lost to Song Youque because of a single blow. Now that he is fighting again, he must first find a good sword, so that he can compete with the Supreme Heavenly Sword that has been passed down for thousands of years.

And in Yang Wuhui's travelogue of searching for the 'knife', the last few pages recorded the existence of the Ice Demon Villa on the Burial Knife Cliff.

"Challenge someone?"

Yang Wuhui's eyes lit up immediately, flashing a look of anticipation.

He naturally knows that there is only one person in this world who is worthy of the challenge of the sword demon who has disappeared for 30 years.That is the nearly invincible Heavenly Sword of the Giant God Clan——Song Youque.

The reason why it is said to be almost invincible is because the old people back then knew it.Back then, it was only a little bit short, and the Heavenly Sword was defeated by the sword demon Yang Wuwei.

Yang Gang said: "Let me tell you about the origin of the so-called 'magic knife'."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Wuhui quickly agreed.

"This secret story goes back more than 700 years. It is the news that my adoptive father and I have been traveling in the Northland for many years, and we got the news by accident."

The young man was a little proud and said:

"It is said that 700 years ago, a piece of the skeleton of a demon god appeared in the Northland. Touching it is ominous, and it is either dead or injured."

"Suddenly attracted countless people to compete... There are ruthless people in the real world, and there are rare masters in the world."

"That dispute resulted in countless deaths and injuries. In the end, the bones of the demon god fell into the hands of a mysterious Primordial Spirit Master named Ice Demon. No one knew his origin, but he was very powerful. "

"Later, at a great price, he invited Meng Yan, a master swordsmith who had been reclusive for many years, to forge a peerless magic sword."

"However, on the day the sword was completed, that ominous magic sword brought countless catastrophes and bloody storms..."

(End of this chapter)