"Can the young marshal know what the name of this knife is?"

Seeing Kou Zhong feel itchy and scratching his head, Fang Ming laughed secretly, but turned to another wall and asked at a long knife.

The blade is narrow and long, and the blade reveals a graceful arc, which looks like a natural creation. It is a bit fat and a little thin. What surprised Kou Zhong was that the blade is golden and shining, and it seems to be forged with gold with other iron spirit elites. It looks extremely luxurious at first glance.

He couldn't help but say shocked: "Good my mother... I don't know what this knife is called, but if I have this knife, when I can't get through, the money to use it for pawning will be enough for me and Mr. Ling to buy a big house in the countryside and live comfortably for the rest of my life..."

"The young marshal is content and always happy, and he is quite free and easy!"

Fang Ming laughed in silence: "This knife is called the 'Tianwang Golden Sword'. It was a piece of gold that Mr. Song spent a thousand taels of gold and mixed with the metal hero forging, cutting gold and cutting jade, and invincible!"

He pulled out the long sword and suddenly shone brightly, like a golden snake dancing wildly: "And every knife in this sharpening hall represents a piece of accomplishment in Mr. Song's sword path!"

Fang Ming said, slashing casually.

A flash of sword light.

A cold sweat broke out on Kou Zhong's forehead.

The sound of the sword was whimpering, like an evil ghost roaring, constantly impacting his mind.

Although Fang Ming did not slash out the sword at him, he seemed to be at the core of the sword. In an instant, he fell into the Nine Nether Hell, surrounded by extremely vicious life-seeking ghosts, pulling and biting.

One sword is swung out! It is like hell coming to the ordinary, and the evil ghost seeks life!

"puff!"

Kou Zhong looked pale and couldn't help but vomit a large mouthful of blood.

"How? Do you understand?"

Fang Ming asked with a smile.

"It seems like I understand a little. His grandmother's... this knife almost killed me... Such a magical sword technique is almost even more cruel than the magic skills of the Demon Sect. Is it also the king's heavenly sword?"

"How can I interpret the word "tian"? Tolerate everything, tolerance is great, and the magic sword is naturally also part of the Tianjian!"

Fang Ming put the Heavenly King's Golden Sword into the scabbard and hung it on the wall: "Although the young marshal's sword skills were all from actual combat, he forgot to leave room for himself. When each sword was released, he did not have the ability to return air. He was attracted by my magic sword and he was fully exerted. Then he fell into the trap. If you could understand the principle of "there is no surplus" today, you would not be so embarrassed just now..."

Fang Ming kept walking and came to the second knife: "The young marshal already knows the Demon Sect? How much does he know about Cihang Jingzhai?"

"To be honest, we have seen Fairy Wu and Fairy Shi Feixuan. Both of them are indeed fairy-like figures, and they are incredibly beautiful. Mr. Ling..."

Kou Zhong suddenly stopped talking halfway. After all, Fang Ming's previous magic sword still made him quite alert.

"It turns out that the young marshal has already met Shi Feixuan!"

Fang Ming's heart moved and stretched out his hand.

bite!

A flash of the fluorescent blue sword light suddenly appeared in his palm, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, crystal clear as satin, and blue light emitted, and as beautiful as a dream.

"This knife is called 'Narcissus'! It was given by Shi Feixuan's teacher, Fan Qinghui. Song once created the 'Eight Skills of Heavenly Skills' based on the characteristics of this knife, with ten swords for each... This is the first skill, Tianfeng Huanpeng!"

The azure blue sword light suddenly bloomed!

Kou Zhong couldn't help but widen his eyes.

If the previous Heavenly King Golden Sword was the ultimate demon sword, Song Que who used this sword was like a demon giant, then when the sword was released, he found that Song Que's entire temperament suddenly changed.

It looks like the noble de Yinzhen, with fairy aura lingering. The banished immortal who came riding a dragon had a cold wind, and there seemed to be a crisp sound of ringing pens hitting his ears.

"The king tried the sword technique, but wanted Kou Zhong to understand that there was actually not much difference between the devil and the immortal path. The purpose was to seek the way of heaven?"

Kou Zhong pondered, admiring the beautiful sword light in front of him, and his heart was even more terrified.

I know that although I and Xu Ziling are extraordinary and have never seen each other, they are still not enough to see them in front of such a great master.

"Very good! I still think that the young marshal will only be able to understand the true meaning of this when he sees me with the last sword..."

Fang Ming stretched out his hand, and the long daffodil sword was like a lightning bolt, sank into the scabbard on the wall.

The two of them kept walking and gradually approached the core of the Knife Sharpening Hall.

Kou Zhong looked up and saw that the walls were hung with treasure swords of different shapes, at least at the level of magic weapons, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

At this time, Fang Ming picked up another scimitar.

The handle of this knife is curved, the body is curved, the edge of the knife is green, as green as the lake water in the distant mountains, as green as beautiful eyebrows in the eyes of a lover, as green as crescent moon in the sky.

"Little building listens to the spring rain all night?"

There are seven small characters on the blade. Kou Zhong read it one by one and his eyes were a little confused: "These seven characters seem to contain a lingering and tear-jerking story..."

"This knife is called the Full Moon Scimitar!"

Fang Ming pressed the blade lightly with his thumb: "Song also has a set of sword techniques specially designed to cooperate with this knife, with a total of more than 10,000 styles. He has explored the changes in sword techniques in the world, and finally integrated them into a 'Divine Sword Slash'!"

"From simple to traditional, from traditional to simple?"

Kou Zhong is worthy of being the supreme genius in swordsmanship, and he has already realized it vaguely at this time.

"This knife technique is too ominous, so I won't demonstrate it to the young coach!"

Fang Ming took the full moon scimitar back into the scabbard with a swish, but Kou Zhong didn't know why, and he was relieved, as if he had survived a life-and-death crisis.

"Young marshal knows that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Since Song is highly regarded by you, he will definitely not allow you to become Song's opponent!"

Fang Ming suddenly said.

"Of course I know this... It's like Li Shimin, a boy from the Li family! Just because I respect our brothers, I chased us so hard in Luoyang!"

Kou Zhong said with a wry smile.

"Can you know why Song changed his mind?"

Fang Ming said again, without waiting for Kou Zhong to answer, he said directly: "Because you are a Han Chinese!"

"Han people?"

Kou Zhong pointed to his nose.

"Yes! Since the Five Barbarians invaded China, the Han people in the north have been suffering from the Hu people for a long time. The Hu people outside were cruel and violent, and they wanted to kill and attack. They almost wiped out the Han people in the north, and even used girls as military rations, calling them "two-legged sheep"..."

"It's time to kill!"

After all, Kou Zhong was still a passionate young man. When he heard this tragic incident, he immediately clenched his fists, his veins bulged, and his eyes turned red.

"Almost all the heroes in the north are lackeys of Hu people, colluding with Turks, and even having the blood of Hu people themselves! The young marshal can tell... Our Han people in the south are also in a very dangerous position now? Song inherited the Han throne and vowed to revive China. If he is entangled in the dispute between Han people in the south and becomes a climate for the north, that will be the greatest harm to future generations!"

Fang Ming's eyes were bright and he stared at Kou Zhong: "So, if the young marshal vowed to expel the Hu people and restore the Han throne as his mission, and then promised Song two things, it would be impossible for Song to let go of his prejudice and even try to cooperate with the young marshal's army!"

Kou Zhongliang was speechless for a long time.

It was not until this time that he discovered Song Que's broad sentiment that the Han people were the first priority, and his extraordinary thought of fighting for the welfare of the people in the world.

"I wonder what two things are?"

Kou Zhong found that his voice was a little dry.

After all, he knew very well that without the support of the Song clan, even if he obtained the treasure house of Yang Gong, it would be difficult to unify the south, let alone the poor Kou Zhong, who won the world, did not know that Yang Gong Gong's treasure house was secretly emptied by Fang Ming, and even Fu Junhao had just arrived at the fake warehouse outside.

"The first thing is to kill Lin Shihong! If the young marshal kills Lin Shihong, he will be an ally of my Song family!"

Although the Yingui Sect is still an "ally", Fang Ming will of course do the same as killing someone with a knife.

"Lin Shihong?" Kou Zhong frowned and said, "This person seems to be the leader of the Poyang Sect, Yu Zhang Yiba, the evil monks and Yanni under his command are all first-class experts in the martial arts world. Recently, they have been rebelling and have a great momentum!"

"Yes, but does the young marshal know? This person has another identity, that is, the core disciple of the Yingui Sect! It is also the most important chess piece arranged by Zhu Yuyan in Jiangnan?"

"I have also heard that Lin Shihong is cruel by nature, but I didn't expect that he was also a member of the Demon Sect!"

Kou Zhong's young commander army is also in the south, so why would he not pay attention to these competitors?

"Lin Shihong has great martial arts skills and many good players under his command. He is also the top master in the martial arts world. If the young marshal can kill this person, he will definitely be famous and will be almost enough to form an alliance with the Song family!"

"The prince really respects me!"

Kou Zhong smiled bitterly, knowing that the act of assassinating Lin Shihong would inevitably lead to a lifetime of death.

"Extraordinary people must have extraordinary actions. They will be difficult and difficult, and this is what you will achieve!"

Fang Ming was not worried at all. After all, the Double Dragon itself is a miracle creation existence. He has always been very committed to death. He has done a lot of things that are not only nine deaths, but also ten deaths without life.

Since Ren Shaoming, who originally offered them to fight monsters and upgrade, it would be good if he replaced Lin Shihong, who was also the double domineering Jiangnan.

"I think the young man holding just a mortal iron in his hand, so I'll give the young man another gift!"

Fang Mingqing roared, and the treasure swords in the hall trembled.

Buzz!

At the core of the hall, a thick-backed sword with a simple and elegant shape without wind automatically bounced up automatically, turning into a black light and falling into Fang Ming's hand.

"This... is the king's famous sky sword in the martial arts world? Do you want to give it to me?"

Kou Zhong's eyes were almost glaring.

Fang Ming finally felt a little amused: "You think so beautifully! People choose treasure swords, and treasure swords can also choose masters. Do you still understand the reason why Song did this?"

Using energy to control the sword, and integrating the human sword is the best method in the sword path.

Kou Zhong was stunned and then his expression lit up: "Thank you for your advice, you understand!"

"Haha... the knife comes!"
Chapter completed!