Chapter 271: Scorpion Man Haunted

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"The murder weapon, this is a peerless murder weapon."

Ye Zhiqiu said with an ugly face.

"Killing hundreds of thousands of people, it's hard not to think it's a murder weapon. It's a murder weapon, but it's also a peerless murder knife." Yi Tianxing said in a deep voice with his eyes narrowed. As long as it can be obtained, this murderous knife will definitely not be inferior to any rare treasure. This was conceived by the power of Fengshui in the tomb, and it is not much different from the strange treasures conceived by heaven and earth. What is absorbed is the power of feng shui good fortune.

The tomb is sealed like chaos, and the power of Fengshui is like a furnace, so it is not difficult to temper out strange treasures.

"What a murderous knife. I happen to lack a good knife. With this murderous knife in hand, in the territory of Shenhai, who can stop me from waving a knife." A man with a rough face saw the ghost head stuck on the guillotine. When he swung the knife, a look of greed and longing suddenly appeared in his eyes.

As long as you are not a fool, anyone can see the magic of that ghost-headed sword. Everyone wants to have it for themselves.

This man was carrying a sword on his back. He was a swordsman. Facing a real treasured sword, it was even more difficult for a swordsman to restrain his inner desire.

With a loud laugh, his figure rushed towards the guillotine like a gust of wind. The figure is violent, but the speed is extremely fast, like a gust of wind passing by, and has rushed more than half the distance in the blink of an eye.

"How courageous, this knife is obviously an ownerless thing, and the virtuous live in it. The treasured knife is mine."

The young cultivator who possessed the wishful cable sneered, and the wishful cable appeared in his hand. With a flick of his hand, the wishful cable was like a slender spirit snake, quickly passing through the air, appearing in front of him at a faster speed than the swordsman. On the guillotine, it fell towards the handle of the ghost-headed sword, and the moment it touched it, it was wrapped around the handle.

Then, the cultivator pulled hard without hesitation, trying to pull the ghost-headed sword out of the guillotine and pull it to his side.

But with this pull, the complacent look on the young monk's face completely stopped.

As soon as this was pulled, the ghost-headed sword inserted on the guillotine did not move at all.

"How is it possible, I have several thousand catties of strength, plus the true energy in my body, I also have tens of thousands of catties of strength, how can I not be able to pull this devil's sword. I don't believe it."

The monk's eyes showed a look of bewilderment and disbelief.

Then he pulled hard again.

Pull! !

Talk again! !

His face turned purple for a while, but the ghost-headed sword just stood on the guillotine, motionless, not even trembling, all the power fell on it, like a stone falling into the sea, there was no reaction at all.

"how so."

The cultivator's face revealed a look of reluctance, but now it seems that with his strength, he doesn't even have the ability to pull out the Ghost Head Saber.

"Huh!! The little boy who has no strength to restrain the chicken also wants to take away the ghost sword. It's a joke. A man must have strength, and he can't even pull out the sword. You'd better go play with your rope and see mine." .”

The burly swordsman fell on the guillotine. He was shocked when he saw Ruyisuo entangle the ghost knife, thinking that someone would snatch it away, but he didn't even have the ability to pull out the ghost knife . It's a joke.

"Get up for me."

The muscles on the swordsman's arms were knotted, like a dragon surging, exuding a violent breath of power. The strength of the physical body and the true energy in the body were poured into the arm in an instant, and when the arm was lifted, the ghost head knife was about to be pulled from the high platform.

Ok! !

But when he pulled it out, the swordsman's expression also changed. He felt that he was about to turn into a tragedy and a joke.

I just thought that the cultivator holding the Ruyi cable couldn't pull it, maybe it was because the technique of drawing the knife was wrong and the strength was not enough. I was stronger and stronger than that guy no matter what, but pulling it out was like Like a gnat shaking a tree, the body of strength was thrown into the sea, and there was no way to pull the knife from the guillotine, and the blade did not move at all.

"Give me up!!"

The swordsman took a deep breath,

The strength in the body, the zhenqi crazily poured into the arm, and swept towards the ghost knife again, trying to pull out the ghost knife completely, but this time, it was no different from the previous one.

The blade remained motionless.

No matter how much force, there is no way to pull it up.

"What kind of knife is this? Why can't it be pulled out?" The swordsman showed displeasure on his face. With his strength, even a huge sword that weighs a thousand catties can still be pulled out, and the blade can be danced out. But this knife just couldn't be pulled out.

"Hmph, go away and let me do it."

A powerful man walked up to the guillotine and yelled at the swordsman.

The swordsman saw a sneer on his face, but he didn't make a move. He just gave up his position and stood aside. He couldn't pull it out, and he didn't think anyone else could. If you become a joke yourself, others should also become a joke.

"It's just a knife, I still don't believe it can't be pulled out."

The big man held the handle of the knife with both hands and let out a cry. The power of his whole body has poured out and landed on the ghost knife. Unfortunately, the confidence in his heart was still shattered in front of the ghost knife. reduced to nothing.

"I come!!"

Another monk came up and went towards the ghost knife. Want to pull it out.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

There are monks who are constantly experimenting, no one is an exception, the ghost knife seems to be growing on the guillotine, motionless.

"This ghost knife is already connected to the guillotine, and the guillotine is connected to the cliff and the ground. There is a strange aura covering it. If you don't break this aura, there is no way to pull out the ghost knife."

Ye Zhiqiu has a lot of knowledge about Qimen Dunjia.

After a quick glance, some clues have already been seen.

The Ghost Head Knife is almost connected to the earth, whoever can pull up the earth is simply joking. Innate divine power, even a body refiner can't pull it out. Unless there is a supreme power to destroy the world.

"Sure enough, there are strange things in the tomb. Although the Ghost Head Knife is a peerless murderous knife, it is not that simple to obtain it."

Yi Tianxing frowned slightly, and didn't go forward to try to draw the knife.

He could vaguely feel that there was something unknown in this knife, once it was pulled out, it might have bad consequences. What's more, body refiners are not invincible, even if they go forward, it is impossible to pull them out.

It is only possible unless the murderous knife admits the master, or even other changes occur.

A monk climbed to the cliff and saw the murderous knife, his heart felt hot, but after trying it, he looked at the murderous knife unwillingly, no matter how unwilling he was, there was nothing he could do. Not up for contention.

"It's a pity that I took a murderous knife, and I couldn't even pull it out as a monk."

At some point, Lu Zhishen also went up to the guillotine and tried to pull out the knife, but unfortunately, the ghost knife still couldn't be pulled out.

This is a person with natural power who can pull weeping willows upside down. After practicing, his strength has skyrocketed several times. Incomparably powerful. Unfortunately, there is still no way to shake this big knife.

"This ghost knife is not suitable for me."

The black-clothed swordsman that Yi Tianxing had seen in the inn shook his head. The ghost head sword was not his favorite sword, and even if he got it in his hand, it would not have much effect. Moreover, he instinctively felt that this knife was very dangerous, quite dangerous, and could explode with destructive power at any time.

Rumble! !

Suddenly, on the platform, a dark hole opened without any warning in the ground, and in the hole, suddenly, a pitch-black spear burst out of the air, and a beautiful girl nearby Xiu unceremoniously pierced and pierced his chest, and his towering chest was stained red with blood. With a wave of her hand, she fell to the ground and let out a scream, but obviously, her heart was pierced and she could no longer survive.

This sudden scream and fight completely broke the calm on the cliff.

"who is it?"

"what?"

"The upper body is a human, and the lower body is a scorpion. What kind of monster is this?"

"Alien race monsters, they are alien races, kill them, and alien races deserve to die. I don't know how many humans died at the hands of alien races. I have seen human races slaughtered by alien races and turned into slaves. Living in a dark day. Life is better than death."

"Kill them."

The human monks on the platform witnessed the scorpion tribe suddenly drilled out, yes, it is the scorpion tribe, they not only found this place, but also dug a passage directly from the ground and appeared on the cliff. As soon as it appeared, it unceremoniously killed humans.

The alien race has been known to all the races descending on the Eternal Continent.

There is no peace between aliens and humans. If you encounter it, it is a life and death fight, there is no room for tact. The hands of the foreign race are already stained with the blood of the human race. Alien races will also show no mercy to human races.

The human race descended on the Eternal Continent. Compared with most other races, they are too weak. They are so weak that they have no choice but to regard human beings as the most perfect blood food. There is no strength, and the number is huge. How is it possible not to add humans to their recipes.

Aliens stained with human blood.

Human beings also have wise sayings that the minds of non-my races must be different. Almost from the moment the blood feud was formed, there was no possibility of peaceful coexistence.

Seeing the appearance of the Scorpion Clan now, the eyes of many human monks burst out with strong killing intent.

Not to mention, as soon as the scorpion race appeared, they announced their arrival with human blood.

"Humans, I belong to my scorpion tribe here. All the humans who come in today will die. All the treasures here belong to my scorpion tribe." The patriarch of the scorpion tribe stepped out of the cave with a bloody spear in his hand. Among them, a scorpion man emerged continuously. There is armor made of carapace on his body, and the ferocious scorpion claws and scorpion tail on the lower body are shining with cold light. The eyes that looked at the humans present became extremely cold, it was the eyes that saw the prey.

"Bullshit foreign race, dare to be arrogant here, die to me."

A swordsman showed ferocity, raised his arms, and drew his sword out. The light of the sword was like a horse. When he pulled out the sword, all the power in his body seemed to be completely concentrated on the blade.