"The six are all fake. Are your Jinyiwei playing tricks on us?"

Several eyes were fiercely casting towards the scrupulous envoy who was still breathing on the ground.

The latter sneered, followed by a crazy laugh, which made everyone frown, and felt a vague feeling in their hearts.

Sure enough, the next moment, one of the corpses in the ground suddenly burst out with a sword light. Before everyone could react, they were killed one after another under the sword light. Only a few people escaped with their unfamiliar strength and certain luck.

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to have some skills."

The rising man sneered, then tore off the human skin mask on his face with one hand, revealing his true face.

"Judge Duan Heng, the judge of killing!" someone exclaimed.

The name of the judge of killing is also a very bad reputation in the world.

This person was originally a disciple of the Jianghu Evil Sect. After some reason, he rebelled from the Killing Sect and then joined the Jinyiwei and began to make a fortune.

The reputation of this killing judge was actually killed. There were only ninety masters who died in the world, not a hundred, not to mention those second and third-rate Jianghu people who were not famous. Looking at the blood knife in his hand, it is said that the blade was not of this color, but because there were too many people killed, it was dyed with a layer of blood.

Of course, there are many false legends in the world, and many rumors cannot be true.

However, Duan Heng's strength is beyond doubt, and this person is also the policing envoy of the Jinyiwei, but compared with the slander who was not well-known in front, the strength of the two is more than several times.

The people who survived the scene looked as if Duan Heng standing with a knife in front of him.

Until now, they didn't understand that they were deceived by the Jinyiwei.

"So, the real blood-drinking knife is not here at all?" the old Taoist priest asked with a gloomy face.

Duan Heng grinned and said, "Wrong, the real blood-drinking knife is here, and it is on me."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"The sword on his back!" Zhuge Donglai frowned and said, "Damn it! I haven't noticed it yet."

Duan Heng also had many weapons on his body, with a sword on his waist and three swords on his back.

However, among the three swords, the hilt of one sword is exactly the same as the hilt of the Blood-Drinking Sword.

"I finally found it." Duan Heng put the knife in his hand back, then put it behind his back with one hand, and slowly pulled out the blood-drinking knife disguised as a long sword.

In fact, this is not a clever disguise. It is just putting the blood-drinking knife, which is originally a straight blade sword, in a scabbard, and with the other two swords on his back, people naturally overlooked this point and thought he had carved three swords.

Sigh ~

In the air, as the blood-drinking knife was unsheathed, a sound of the knife suddenly rang out.

"What's the sound?" Zhuge Qingqing, who was protected by Zhuge Donglai, asked curiously.

On the side, Li Xiuyuan, who gritted his teeth and wrapped a piece of rag around the left arm, looked at her and replied lightly: "That's the sound of the knife drinking blood."

Among them, there is a nickname called the Blood-Drinking Sword, but that is not because the sword he held in his hand is called the Blood-Drinking Sword, but because of his way of killing people, the deceased usually loses most of his blood, skin and bones, which is why he gets this name.

But the blood-drinking knife in front of me was because of the knife itself. This is a magic knife that really knows blood-drinking.

"What should I do?" Li Xiuyuan asked in a low voice.

In front of him, Tang Ang also frowned.

Tang Ang's strength is the strongest among them, but even he is not sure that he can defeat Duan Heng in front of him, let alone Duan Heng has the blood-drinking knife in his hand, and his strength has increased by at least 30%.

"Run when necessary." Tang Ang whispered.

Li Xiuyuan frowned when he heard this, looking a little unwilling.

After all, this is the news they have worked so hard to get. Don’t you see that there are only two outsiders in this inn. The others are natives in the martial arts world. It can be seen that the news about this Blood-Drinking Sword is also extremely secret.

"Don't worry, I'll let you drink enough soon." Duan Heng whispered in a low voice, as if he was communicating with the Blood Drinking Knife, which looked very strange, making people tremble all over.

Just as the few people were on guard and ready to escape at any time, Duan Heng, the opposite side, suddenly turned his head and looked at the other side.

"Why don't you plan to stand up?" he said lightly.

The people present were stunned at first, and then their faces suddenly changed and looked over there. Two figures appeared in their sight.

"Why did I subconsciously ignore the existence of these two people?"

Everyone thought to themselves, and the cold sweat fell from their foreheads.

Such a strange situation, if you want to say a coincidence, they won’t believe it if you beat it to death.

"Let's go." Ding Yi put down the empty wine pot at this time and walked towards the side with Luo Yiyi.

When Royyi walked over, she glared at Duan Heng. The guy just now ignored her existence, which made Royyi very angry.

"There are two more outsiders." Li Xiuyuan noticed the devices on the wrists and couldn't help but his eyes shrank.

"My friend, are you here for this blood-drinking knife?" Duan Heng stared at the young man in front of him. He had noticed this guy just now. He had been observing the other person when he pretended to be dead and found that the other person seemed ordinary on the surface, but as long as he was not paying attention, he would subconsciously ignore the other person's existence.

This scared Duan Heng, who discovered this, just now when he suddenly started to kill someone, he did not ignore the existence of this person, but the sword aura he cut out came to this person, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace, which was really strange.

"Do you want this knife?" Ding Yi turned around and asked Luo Yiyi.

He himself is useless. A mere mortal weapon has no difference from a speck of dust on the ground.

"No." Royyi shook his head, "I'm using a scimitar. I can't use this knife either."

Ding Yi nodded and said, "You heard it too."

Duan Heng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party was not thinking of a blood-drinking knife. Although the other party's attitude was very arrogant, he was very upset, but before he could figure out the other party's background, he did not want to provoke such an existence.

"Since that's the case, please ask your friend to retreat aside." Duan Heng said.

The other people's faces changed slightly.

From Duan Heng's tone, they had already heard that he was afraid of the young man in front of him. If the young man retreated aside and did not participate, what would they do?

Facing Duan Heng holding a blood-drinking knife, how could he be his opponent if he was already inferior to others?

"Get back aside?" Ding Yi shook his head, "No, if I had been too lazy to participate in your troubled affairs at the beginning, but the knife you just now scared my friend. If you don't let you pay a price, I'm not going to explain."

Explain?

Who do you want to explain to?

Duan Heng's face darkened. The other party's words were obviously an excuse for making up casually. What scared your friend? Is it okay if I was really scared?

"Don't worry, I'm a very reasonable person. If you cut me off, I will cut you off, so we will be even." Ding Yi said, "But I'm too lazy to take action myself. So, Yi Yi, come."

"Eh?" Royyi looked questioning.

"Use your knife to cut him, regardless of life or death, we will be even." Ding Yi said.

"Let me cut it?" Luo Yiyi pointed at himself and said with a dry smile: "Brother Ding, I can't beat him, he is not a wooden man, how could he stand there and ask me to cut him?"

"That's right." Ding Yi nodded, as if he only understood this problem.

"That's it."

Duan Heng widened his eyes. He just vaguely saw the other party suddenly taking action. A finger hit him like lightning, instantly closing the big hole around him.

"Okay, now he will stand obediently and be chopped by you." Ding Yi clapped his hands, as if he had just done something worth mentioning, and then said to Luo Yiyi.

Everyone else was stunned.

Just now, Ding Yi suddenly took action, and only the old Taoist priest and Tang Ang could barely see a trace of afterimage. The others had never seen Ding Yi move, but looking at Duan Heng's appearance, they really couldn't move.

"Isn't this good?" Luo Yiyi said, but hesitated at all in his actions. He walked over and looked at Duan Heng's neck.

Duan Heng kept staring, and his eyes were still moving now.

He tried to threaten Luo Yiyi with his eyes, but the little girl was born with a fearless personality, so she would not be scared by his mere look.

With one knife, a head rolled down.

Cut off the balance, and stop!

"Yeah! I've upgraded again!" Luo Yi smiled happily.

upgrade?

The old Taoist priest and Zhuge Donglai's senior brother and sister said they didn't understand, but Li Xiuyuan and Tang Ang looked at her with envious expressions.

With such a great master who takes her to upgrade, this little girl has a very good life.

Both of them thought enviously.

However, they did not dare to show any jealousy. If they made the masters unhappy and then they would become second in the second place, it would be miserable.

After killing Duan Heng, Luo Yiyi's level soared directly to level 4, from level 20 to level 24 in one fell swoop.

You should know that Duan Heng is a master of more than 40 levels. With Luo Yiyi's strength at level 20, he is completely benefiting from Ding Yi's glory. Otherwise, she would not even have the qualification to fight with the other party, and she would be simply killed instantly.

After killing someone, Ding Yi looked at another Jinyiwei fushi who was not dead yet, and pointed at the other side.

"By the way, help that guy." He said.

Luo Yiyi was naturally happy to help, and ran over with a smile, and killed the guy.

However, there was no upgrade this time. After all, that guy is only at level 30, but his experience value at level 24 is almost full. After going out, he can upgrade by killing a few monsters of level 20.

Thinking of this, Luo Yiyi's malicious eyes stared at the old Taoist priest and Zhuge's brother and sister.
Chapter completed!