I understood a little when I saw this. The lower body of this thing should be like a snake. As for the fork now, it was probably made on site by me with the Fierce Sun Knife. The dark red liquid that oozed out should be his blood, but the lower body was cut open, but there was no scene of blood flowing into a river, which really puzzled me.

After a few more glances, I was sure that my idea was correct, especially at the end of his body, if the forks were combined together, it would form a pointed triangle, like the tail of a rattlesnake, which was exactly the same as the shape I saw on the shadow of the tent just now.

I looked at his upper body curiously for several times. I looked very handsome and couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, but the flatness under my neck made me feel a little disappointed. The fairy tale is about beautiful snakes, and I have never said that there are also beautiful snakes. It seems that all fairy tales are lying.

During my observation, the black shadow in the corner of the wall didn't say a word, and even his attention was not on me. At most, he just glanced at me secretly for a few seconds. He kept his head down and stared at the forked lower body for the rest of the time. At the same time, he clamped the two forks with an anxious look on his face.

If he was a normal person, after such a heavy blow, even if he was not dead, he would roll around the ground in pain. However, the thing in front of him did not say a word, and his body was indeed changing. At the beginning, his whole body was as thin as a piece of paper, but now it is slowly expanding, as if it is inflated, and soon it turns round.

Although the upper body is a human and the lower body is a snake, it still looks a bit awkward, but at least it has changed from plane to form a body. However, after this change, the fork of the lower body becomes more obvious, more like two legs, and the dark red blood flows even more violently, soaking the blue bricks next to it.

At this time, the black shadow finally spoke, gritted his teeth and asked at me, "What kind of knife are you using? Why can't my body recover?!"

If he could move now, he would definitely rush over and bit me a few times. But not only did I not care, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. I originally thought he had a powerful ultimate move, but now it seems that this guy has strong recovery power. He just waited for the wound to heal with hope, but unfortunately he was a little sad. The Fiery Sun Sword in my hand was his nemesis, so hope was lost.

Since this is the case, there is nothing to be afraid of. Just as I was thinking about how to reply to him, I put some useful information from him, Qian Chuanzi, who was standing beside him, spoke first, "Boy, you are unlucky to meet my elder brother. Do you know how my elder brother got this sword? This is a piece of magical iron from the creation of the world. Then I refine it in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun for many years before I refine this Wuji Bagua Dragon Slaying Sword. Not to mention you, this sword, even if the gods in the sky are cut, they will not recover."

‘Damn, what you said is my knife, why does it sound like Sun Wukong’ I almost laughed out loud, but I have to admit that in terms of bluffing, Qian Chuanzi is much smarter than me.

I don’t know if Heiying can understand the titles “Taishang Laojun” and “Dragon Slaying Sword”, but he definitely wasn’t frightened. After Qian Chuanzi finished speaking, he just took a look contemptuously. Although he didn’t say anything, he obviously didn’t believe it at all.

"Boy, don't believe me, right? I'll kill you if I believe it or not." Qian Chuanzi raised his fist viciously, "If you don't believe it, kill you." This logic can only be said to be "ruthless".

However, this time the black shadow on the opposite side didn't even look at Qian Chuanzi, but just stared at the fiery sun sword in my hand.

Against the backdrop of the darkness, the surface of the Fierce Sun Knife emits a slight red light, like a red iron bar, which looks really eye-catching.

"Tell me your name, I will tell you the name of this knife." I said to the black shadow, "My name is Yinling." The person opposite him said readily, which surprised me a little.

"My knife is called Wuji Bagua Dragon Slaying Sword." I said the name Qian Chuanzi gave Lieyang Sword. This time Yin Ling seemed to believe it and said 'Oh' gently.

"Tell me your origin, and I will tell the origin of this knife." I asked while the iron was hot, but Yin Ling was no longer fooled and didn't even say anything, but just gave me a fierce look.

"Even if you don't say it, I know that you are a monster," I said tentatively, "Ignorance and lowly ant." Yinling looked at me viciously, "Let me listen to it, I belong to the powerful hidden clan in the demon world, don't use the lowly title of "monster" on me." "Haha, this is still a very unique monster." Qian Chuanzi mocked him.

"Hmph!" Yin Ling snorted heavily and glared at Qian Chuanzi viciously, "What's so awesome about you? Even my elder brother can't beat him, and he dares to pretend here." Qian Chuanzi said indifferently, "I was just accidentally attacked by him. If he really fought with a dignified fight, he wouldn't be my opponent at all." Yin Ling said dissatisfiedly.

"If you really want to fight upright, why don't you come in through the gate and sneak into our yard secretly, and hide in the shadow of the tent? You also want to attack? You can tell that you are a sneaky thing, and you have the face to say upright, and I feel ashamed of you." Qian Chuanzi's eloquence is really not a covert. He hurt people and went straight to the vital point, and directly choked Yin Ling so much that he couldn't even say a word. He just sat on the ground and revered with a vicious look.

"What do you think! If you want to recognize me as your godfather, you kneel down and kowtow." Qian Chuanzi continued to use his strengths, "You!" Yin Ling straightened her body with anger. If it weren't for the injury on her legs, she would probably have rushed over now. "If you want to fight? Come on if you have sex!" Qian Chuanzi said without showing any weakness.

Suddenly, the hidden spirit's body began to expand rapidly. I, who was already prepared, immediately took a half step toward the side and blocked Qian Chuanzi behind him. In an instant, the hidden spirit disappeared.

‘Why is it so fast?’ I was shocked, but then I found that it was not the Hidden Spirit running fast, but the surrounding scenery had changed. Even the monk's room behind Hidden Spirit and the moon in the sky were gone, and what I saw was a dark area in front of me.

At the same time, I suddenly felt Qian Chuanzi's body pressing against my back. I subconsciously twisted my body and wanted to move a little, but I was frightened to find that I could not move. There seemed to be a layer of things around me that bound me tightly. No matter how hard I tried, I could not break free. At the same time, I felt suffocation. Although I used all my strength to inhale, I couldn't absorb anything.

Qian Chuanzi behind him was like me. I could sense his struggle and breathing desperately, and even clearly heard the "uh, uh" sound from his throat after he suffocated. Now the two of us seemed to be entangled by dozens of layers of plastic wrap. Except for our fingertips, we could not move in the rest of our body.

The suffocation made me feel a little dizzy, and I lost half of my strength in an instant. I used the remaining strength to support both arms, trying to break the bond, but unfortunately I couldn't hold it up at all. At this time, I could clearly feel that the money string on my back was no longer moving. I wanted to call him, but only a few faint "uh, uh" sounds came from my throat.

'It seems that I am going to ask Bai Wuchang for help again' A thought flashed through my mind. When I thought of this, I immediately calmed down. I suddenly had an idea. I pinched the end of the hilt of the Lieyang Knife with my fingertips, and sent the blade out to hope to pierce the shackles around me. However, this way of holding the knife could not be used at all. Moreover, I almost no longer have the strength now, and I tried the Lieyang Knife twice without moving.

My consciousness was a little blurred. I used the only remaining strength to bounce the Lieyang Knife out as much as possible. The only thing I could do next was to rely on my instinct to breathe desperately. Unexpectedly, I actually sucked the air this time, but I didn't notice it. I just took a few breaths desperately under the drive of my instinct.

The consciousness gradually recovered. I saw the stars in the sky, the houses and trees around me. I actually came out of the strange darkness, and the sense of restraint on my body disappeared.

A loud "thump" sound came from behind, like the sound of a dumbbell hitting the floor. I quickly turned around and found Qian Chuanzi closed his eyes tightly and fell to the ground straight. A piece of dust was shaken around him. "Qian Chuanzi!" I exclaimed and rushed to help him, but saw Qian Chuanzi's eyes open and looked at me blankly, "Boss, where am I?"

Before I could answer, Qian Chuanzi began to grin and breathe straight. He quickly touched the back of his head with his hands, but he felt a bloody hand. "Boss, I'm bleeding, who did it?" Qian Chuanzi asked angrily, then sat up and began to look for enemies everywhere. "Boss, did he do it?" Qian Chuanzi pointed behind me and asked.

I turned around and found that not far behind me, Yin Ling was lying motionless on the ground, with my Fiery Sun Knife inserted in her stomach, staring at me with a vicious look.

The Lieyang Sword is really too important to me, and of course it cannot be left with Yinling. So I walked over carefully. After getting close, I breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, I understood why Yinling was so honest. It turned out that the Lieyang Sword not only penetrated his belly, but also stabbed the tip of the knife into the soil, which was equivalent to nailing him to the ground.

This knife is really the nemesis of the hidden spirit. In such a short time, the yang energy on the knife burned a hole larger than a fist on the hidden spirit's belly. You can clearly see the tip of the knife pierced into the soil. The hidden spirit could only carefully keep the Fiery Sun Sword in the center of the hole to avoid contact with the surrounding bodies. In this case, he certainly did not dare to move around.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!