Chapter 892: The Knife is More Evil than the Man

Hmm…

The moment his body was embedded in the mountain wall, Musashi let out a sad groan.

His face was pale, blood was oozing from all his orifices, and he was barely breathing.

It seems that he will not live long.

Wang Ye's palm strike just now was full of murderous intent.

Although he didn't use his full strength, his power was still extremely terrifying.

The power of his palm is like thunder and lightning, enough to destroy a mountain.

An ordinary master would be beaten to death on the spot by such a palm strike! But Musashi did not die immediately.

This is already pretty good...

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye curled the corners of his mouth and slowly turned around.

Musashi's bones were broken and his body was shattered, and he was doomed to die.

There is no need to waste extra energy on a mortal being.

Letting him die in pain can be considered as a punishment for his sneak attack on Aji and others.

clang!

Just as Wang Ye turned around, the crisp sound of swords clashing was heard again.

When he turned around, he saw that the samurai sword that had fallen beside him flew up by itself and returned to Musashi's hand.

At the moment the samurai sword returned to Musashi's hand, something strange happened.

But I saw a strong bloody aura emanating from the blade.

As the blood and energy came out, they continuously flowed into Musashi's body.

Suddenly, Musashi's eyes rolled up and a series of strange noises came from his throat.

Crackling!

Then his body continued to twist, making a series of crisp bone cracking sounds.

With this series of sounds, Musashi's broken bones all returned to their original positions.

At the same time, he supported himself with his arms.

Jumped down from the pit on the mountain wall.

“Hehehe…”

After jumping down, Musashi let out a series of weird sneers.

Then he swung his samurai sword and attacked Wang Ye head-on.

"The knife is more evil than the man, it has its own consciousness..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Ye sneered and said in a deep voice: "Taking advantage of the master's dying and chaotic consciousness to counterattack the main body..."

"Now this person has become a puppet of the sword..."

"This knife is really interesting and cruel!"

Whoosh! Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, a sharp whistle was heard.

Looking up, he saw Musashi with his eyes rolled up, slashing towards Wang Ye with a samurai sword in his hand.

Musashi was completely unconscious at this moment, but his speed was much faster than before.

Only a series of shadows flashed by, and the red light on the samurai sword became brighter, and it slashed towards Wang Ye's head.

Humph! Seeing this scene, Wang Ye sneered and said in a deep voice: "Even when the host is conscious, he is not my opponent..."

"You are now just a puppet with a broken sword, yet you want to kill me?"

“It’s really hilarious!”

After saying this, Wang Ye exerted force on his arm and pushed forward with his palm.

In an instant, an extremely powerful palm force poured out like a huge wave hitting the shore.

It hit Musashi's body hard.

Boom! With a loud bang, Musashi's body exploded instantly, turning into a pile of minced meat that splashed everywhere.

It only takes a moment.

Musashi died twice at the hands of Wang Ye.

The samurai sword in his hand also flew out at this time, and was pulled by Wang Ye's internal force and held in his hand.

The moment he got the samurai sword, Wang Ye took a closer look.

The blade was as red as blood, with a faint red glow.

There is also a chrysanthemum engraved on the top, which looks extremely strange against the blood-red background.

At the moment when Wang Ye was looking at the samurai sword, the blade suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red mist rose up.

"Old Wang, be careful!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Muyun, who was watching the fight on the side, couldn't help but exclaimed.

He saw clearly the strangeness of this samurai sword.

A person whose bones and meridians have been shattered can attack again.

If Wang Ye was trapped in it and his mind was bewitched, it would be very bad.

However, at the moment when Xiao Muyun reminded him.

The blood-colored mist instantly enveloped Wang Ye! Plop! Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

This is how the samurai sword just turned Musashi into a puppet.

Now Wang Ye is also like this...

When he thought of this, he felt extremely desperate.

"It's over..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Muyun said in despair: "I told you to be careful but you didn't listen..."

"Is this all right now? Are you in trouble?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"The sage king who dominated the world in the past has now become a puppet..."

"The most outrageous thing is that I, a ten-year-old handsome and elegant young man, am going to die here..."

"God is jealous of me..."

Buzz! Just as Xiao Muyun shouted loudly, a slight sound was heard.

Immediately, this blood energy was instantly dispersed.

Wang Ye was holding a samurai sword, looking at Xiao Muyun with eyes that showed him love for a foolish child: "Have you fucking cried enough?"

???

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Muyun's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at Wang Ye in front of him and said, "Old Wang, are you okay?!"

Between the lines, Xiao Muyun's face was filled with surprise.

"nonsense!"

Hearing this, Wang Ye twitched his lips and said, "It's just a broken and incomplete sword. It's far inferior to the one I have..."

"You want to influence my mind? That's just wishful thinking!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye's face was full of contempt.

"It's okay, why didn't you say so earlier!"

After hearing Wang Ye's explanation, Xiao Muyun slowly stood up: "I was so nervous for you for nothing..."

Bang! Without waiting for Xiao Muyun to finish his words, Wang Ye hit Xiao Muyun on the head with a slap: "You are really lying with your eyes open..."

"You've been nervous about me for so long, but you're still nervous about yourself, right?"

"A handsome and elegant young man..."

"God is jealous of you, you are so shameless..."

As he said that, Wang Ye was about to knock Xiao Muyun again.

"Okay..."

Seeing Wang Ye raising his hand, Xiao Muyun said, "I'm still young, if you knock me silly again..."

"Besides, didn't I tell you to be careful in the first sentence just now..."

"You are still being stubborn..."

Hearing this, Wang Ye prepared to take action again.

“Hey hey hey…”

Seeing this, Xiao Muyun quickly said, "Old Wang, what's going on with this knife?"

"It's fine if it can suck blood, but how can it turn people into puppets?"

At this time, Xiao Muyun quickly changed the subject.

"The sword is more evil than the man, it has its own consciousness..."

Hearing Xiao Muyun speak, Wang Ye said: "When you can't control it, it will erode your consciousness..."

"Also, although this knife is powerful, it is not completely..."

"It was as if it was forcibly pulled out of a peerless divine weapon..."

As he spoke, Wang Ye waved the sword twice and said, "If this sword can be forged and refined completely, it will surely be a peerless divine weapon..."

Peerless divine weapon!

After hearing Wang Ye's words, Xiao Muyun's eyes lit up.

He looked at Wang Ye and asked, "What kind of peerless magic weapon?"

Hearing this, Wang Ye looked at the samurai sword in his hand and pondered for a moment.

Then he said: "If the forging is completed, the power of this sword will probably be no less than the Yuqing Sword in Bai Mingyu's hand..."

I came back late from a meeting, so the update was a little late, and then two old-timers took advantage of my annual leave to use my computer to watch European and American action movies. I was so…

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