Shadow Hack

Chapter 605: Han Heng Waits For Future Generations

Zhang Xianhu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said indifferently, "Li Yunmu, I'm not interested in your relationship. I only need the black knife. Otherwise, there will be a battle between you and me."

Facing Zhang Xianhu's attitude, Li Yunmu said nothing.

Although it has long been known that there is no free lunch in this world, it is impossible for Zhang Xianhu and the blood to run for no reason to help themselves against the three detached forces.

What the blood race wants today is the strong flesh that fell to this point, and Zhang Xianhu wanted this black knife. From the beginning, he knew that the black knife was in the hand of the sword, and he knew that it would be sacrificed. Therefore, Zhang Xianhu directly chose Dao Zun as his opponent, in order to be justified and not let Li Yunmu intervene!

I didn't expect that Zun Zun would finally give up his hope of living by himself, and put all his own things in that stubborn sword, but instead let Li Yunmu drill a hole!

Li Yunmu shook the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a somber expression: "No matter what your purpose is, but you always helped me today. I asked you to take the shot first, how?"

The system ’s desire for that black blade has never been seen before. At least this direct blessing of power is the first time that Li Yunmu has been taken care of by the system.

Although I don't know what Zhang Xianhu tried to do with this black knife, Li Yunmu would never give in!

No matter how useful this black knife is to Zhang Xianhu and the system, it is basically not about Li Yunmu's business, but the system has given Li Yunmu's commitment to exchange big swallowing, which is related to his vital interests!

The blood-red energy slowly condenses behind Zhang Xianhu. Between several breaths, a brave man's ghost image composed of blood-red energy is formed!

Close to Hachijo's height, he was naked, with a panther head and eyes, and a blood-red snake spear in his hand.

Just glancing at the strong man's virtual shadow, Li Yunmu felt his heart beating for a while, as if his liver and gallbladder were about to crack open.

"How many ways are there for the Han people?" Li Yunmu frowned slightly, thinking secretly.

"That's the power of blood. This ancestor of the tiger should be a very extraordinary character, so it will be taken by those people ... forget it, now when I'm not telling you this, you can roughly understand that this power is actually It's almost as powerful as the Holy One protecting his heir, but it can be released actively. "

The system's voice can faintly hear a few emotional fluctuations, and it seems that Zhang Xianhu's method is also amazing.

This kind of rough explanation makes Li Yunmu's doubts even stronger. Who are those people? What big secret is the system concealing, and even this strength of its own is actually not qualified to contact?

After Zhang Xianhu showed the strong shadow of the strong man, the whole person's face became pale.

"call--"

With a long spit of stale air, Zhang Xianhu stared at Li Yunmu and said in a deep voice: "This knife is related to the power of luck of our Han nationality. As far as I know, you don't seem to be the inheritor?"

The power of luck, the inheritor.

Two strange words in Zhang Xianhu's mouth almost made Li Yunmu feel breathless. Although Zhang Xianhu didn't say it directly, he could feel that Zhang Xianhu would never let go!

Li Yunmu's right eye suddenly passed through a layer of data flow. After a while, the system directly stuffed a lot of information into Li Yunmu's head.

"The descendants of Shu Fei's Hou Zhang Fei? So, the knife should be Xinting Hou?"

The bland voice raised Zhang Xianhu's brow slightly, and between them, Li Yunmu, who stood in front of him, seemed to change a person. The ancient atmosphere seemed to be even more terrifying than their Zhang family ancestors!

From the beginning to the present, Li Yunmu has gradually felt that the truth of this world does not seem to be described by other people. Under the surface of the world, there seems to be a horrible truth.

And how much information, warfare skills and exercises are stored in the system's large database, Li Yunmu has only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg.

"Yes!" Zhang Xianhu nodded decisively from the beginning of the suspicion. "Since you know that the knife is the Xinting Hou knife, and you know that I am a descendant of the Houhou, then you ..."

"Humph!"

Li Yunmu snorted expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Then you should also be clear. Now that I know what you are and I want to ask you for this knife, should I know my determination?"

"That's it ..."

Zhang Xianhu's face sank suddenly, and the blood energy of his whole body skyrocketed, as if he was going to devour Li Yunmu directly!

However, at this time, the strong man behind Zhang Xianhu suddenly moved and grabbed Zhang Xianhu's shoulder directly. After a moment, the blood energy of Zhang Xianhu was dissipated.

At the same time, the strong man Xuying clenched his fists at Li Yunmu, and the blood-colored energy that escaped vibrated in the air, and he even made a voice saying, "The junior is offensive and offended!"

Immediately, the strong man's virtual shadow did not wait for Li Yunmu to receive the next instruction from the system, so he clasped Zhang Xianhu with one hand, and directly turned into a scarlet beam of light and quickly swept away!

That horrible speed erupted, as if you were fleeing some beast!

"Go, get that knife, and put it into your astral world."

The indifferent sound of the system sounded slowly, as if it was not a pre-existing existence that he had just stunned, but an insignificant ant.

After Zhang Xianhu was taken away by the brave man's ghost, Zun Zun, who was as dead as a face, dropped his head, and completely lost his resistance to Li Yunmu.

When Li Yunmu stepped in the void, approaching the Weaver Girl Saint and the Silent War Saint, she did not even look at the two of them and walked straight to the face of Zun Zun.

He raised his hand, the knife fell, and Daozun's head was thrown high with a puff of blood.

For his enemies, Li Yunmu will never show more compassion. Even if the sword is weak enough to kill himself in the next second, he must also kill him himself!

Who knows whether there is such a thing as Dao Zun, and if there is any other means on his body, perhaps today, let it go and let Dao Zun become even more horrible. Then come to Jifeng City to seek his revenge on Li Yunmu?

One sword beheaded the sword lord, Li Yunmu's right hand became a claw, and a horrifying pulling force came from his palm, and the black knife in the hand of the sword keeper was sucked into his own hand.

Just after putting the Xinting Hou knife into the astral realm, Li Yunmu found that the black knife had lost its trace and seemed to have been stowed by the system.

"As for you ..."

Li Yunmu slowly set his sights on the two women, the Weaver War Saint and the Silent War Saint.

(End of this chapter)