Supreme Swordsman

Chapter 22 Nightblade
You can catch fish in muddy water, but it is also possible to be caught as a fish by others.

Naturally, there was no problem with the plan, and the execution was very good, but the Yin-Yang Guitong forgot the most important point. Compared with other magic masters, he did not have the ability to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Compared with the orthodox sect, the competition in the demonic sect is much crueler.

Although there are not many smart people in this world, there are always some, and they are often smarter than you think.

Spreading a rumor, no matter how clever your means are, you will still leave some clues after all. What's more, the means of Yin Yang Gui Tong may not be very clever.

For the masters of Lingxi Sword Sect, it is difficult to find clues because of the opposing positions, but for the masters of the magic way, it is not so difficult.

It only took two days to directly lock the identity of the Yin-Yang Guitong, and easily dug out the Yin-Yang Guitong.

A knife like ink suddenly tore through the cold moonlight, and the ghost boy who was patrolling around was killed without even warning. Not only the body was shattered, but the soul was also disintegrated, and the death was thorough.

"Who?"

These ghost boys and the yin-yang ghost boys are closely related, once they are beheaded, the spirit of the yin-yang ghost boy will suddenly feel pain, and suddenly fall from the tree, showing a terrifying murderous intent all over his body.

"You don't need to know me, but you shouldn't know this knife."

In the night, a young man slowly revealed his figure. He was dressed in a dark purple dress with a jade pendant on his waist. His face was handsome and plump like jade.

However, the ink-like dagger in his hand revealed a gloomy killing intent, which made people shudder.

The blade is six inches long, and a dragon is carved on the hilt, the whole body is like ink, it looks like there is no front, but it is sharp and unparalleled!

There is only one such dagger in the world, it is called Yeren!

"Night Blade!!!"

In an instant, the expression of the Yin-Yang ghost boy suddenly changed, almost without thinking, he sent out the remaining ghost boys at the same time, and the whole person suddenly turned into a line of blood, and fled away in a hurry.

"Have you heard that there are people who escaped from the night blade?"

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, the young man had disappeared in place, as if an afterimage was pulled out in an instant, the ink-like dagger pierced the Yin-Yang Guitong's shoulder blade in an instant, and pointed at the Yin-Yang Guitong quietly. critical throat.

His face turned pale in an instant, Yin-Yang Guitong even stopped breathing, and he stood stiffly in place, motionless like a statue.

Lightly retracting the knife, the young man obviously wasn't worried at all about the yin-yang ghost boy daring to resist, so he turned his gaze to Bai Le, "There is actually a disciple of the Consonance Sword Sect, boy, what is your relationship with him?"

"I was captured by him." Seeing that the other party captured the Yin-Yang Ghost Child back like a chicken, Bai Le naturally didn't dare to run away, and walked over obediently.

"You also gave him the idea of ​​spreading rumors?" Staring at Bai Le, the young man asked with great interest.

After a moment of silence, Bai Le nodded slowly, "Yes!"

"Interesting!" Putting the dagger back into his sleeve, the young man said leisurely, "I like smart people, so keep your head for a while."

Hearing what the other party said, Bai Le also broke out in a cold sweat.

Obviously, if he didn't admit it directly but denied it just now, his head would have been beheaded by that young man now. This kind of fear of walking around the edge of life and death made Bai Le still terrified.

In fact, it's not that Bai Le didn't think about denying it. It's just that the time he got along with the Yin-Yang ghost boy these days made him understand a truth. These people in the devil's way are often simpler and more direct than anyone else. Compared with the so-called identity and right and wrong, they are more Care about interests.

The only way to save your life from them is to prove your worth.

Bai Le's cultivation was naturally not worth mentioning, but being able to help Yin-Yang ghost children come up with news to spread rumors was of course also of value.

In this moment, the yin-yang ghost boy finally calmed down, not daring to have the slightest chance, and knelt down directly to the young man.

"Meet the Nightblade!"

Nightblade, this is not only the name of the dagger, but also the name of the opponent.

The nightblade is not just a dagger, but also a kind of inheritance. Only when the master of the previous generation of nightblade falls, will the nightblade be handed over to the successor.

Each generation of night blades is the most terrifying assassin in the world.

"Knowing Yeren's rules, you still dare to run away... It seems that you are deceiving me when I am young." His eyes turned cold, and Yeren said sharply.

"Don't dare!" In an instant, the Yin Yang boy's head was covered with cold sweat.

Although I dare not admit it, it is actually the case!
Ye Ren has not been in the world for a long time, and seeing that the holder is a young man only about 20 years old, it is obvious that he has not been inherited for a long time, so he dared to try to escape with a fluke heart.

Unfortunately, the opponent's strength was far beyond his expectations.

"Tell me, where are Tongtian Demon Lord and Kunwu Sword?" Yeren asked lightly after glancing at Yinyang Guitong.

Don't look at the casualness of the other party's question, but both Yin Yang Gui Tong and Bai Le are very clear that as long as they say a wrong sentence, they will kill them mercilessly.

"He has seen Tongtian Demon Lord, so he can make up such a lie." The cold sweat broke out, and the Yin-Yang Guitong replied quickly, "I would like to make a blood oath, and I will do my best to help Your Excellency win the Kunwu sword and the inheritance of the magic power!"

Without waiting for the young man to reply, the yin-yang ghost boy bit the tip of his tongue and made a blood oath!
Evidently satisfied with Yin Yang Gui Tong's witty attitude, Ye Ren slightly nodded and turned to Bai Le, "The time has come to decide whether you can keep your head or not, let's talk about it."

"I don't know the whereabouts of Tongtian Demon Lord and Kunwu Sword, but I don't think that's why your honor came here, right?" With a flash of thought, Bai Le raised his head, met Ye Ren's gaze, and spoke slowly road.

This sentence suddenly frightened Yin Yang Gui Tong into a pale face. If Ye Ren was not by his side, he would have wished to cut Bai Le alive.

You don't want to live anymore, so don't drag me to die together!
If Bai Le has no use value, then he is also worthless, and will just be killed together.

However, Yin Yang Gui Tong never expected that upon hearing Bai Le's words, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Ye Ren's face.

"The Kunwu sword is the supreme treasure of the Dao Ling Tianzong, and the Tongtian Demon Art is the best inheritance of the demonic way in the world. How do you know that I am not interested?"

"Because of the knife in your hand!" Looking at Yeren, Bai Le said slowly, "For you, there is no better weapon than it, and there is no better inheritance than him! Whether it is a weapon or an inheritance , nothing is the strongest, only the most suitable."

"What's your name?" Startled slightly, Yeren asked lightly with a different look in his eyes.

"Bai Le!"

Certainly in his heart, Bai Le also understood that he was betting right this time.

(End of this chapter)