The one who grasped the short blade was a black hand.

As dark as ink.

The short blade of yellow intestine is a weapon specially made by his craftsman in search of great craftsmen, which is extremely sharp.

But when this black hand was caught on it, it seemed like it couldn't feel sharp.

A light pinched his big hand and made a "click" sound.

The black short blade immediately broke.

The yellow intestine pupils shrank slightly.

The black blade is made of hundreds of refining cold iron. Even if it is chopped with a big axe and a hammer, it may not be damaged.

But this person actually used his hands...

When I made this weapon, I was looking for a hermit who lived in seclusion in Chang'an. It was said that he was a master craftsman in the palace of the previous dynasty.

This magic weapon was created after countless benefits and conditions.

Later, Su Dawei wanted to refine weapons for Li Ke, and he was also looking for this hermit.

Such a treasure will be broken if you say it.

Huangyan looked angry and saw the other person from the black hand.

The owner of the black hand is a thin middle-aged man.

The biggest characteristic of this person is his pale complexion.

It's as white as paper.

He is so white that he doesn't look like a living person, like a paper man made of paper.

Under the setting sun, there is a yin energy.

It seemed like an old ghost crawled out of some grave.

The clothes he wore were dark black with the opposite color of his skin.

Thick black is like ink, just like the black impermanence among black and white impermanence.

Black clothes, black hands, sickly white skin.

This is one of the two aliens who attacked Huangyan just now.

The yellow-chan cold eyes came from this man's hands to his body and face.

If his eyes were swords, he had already broken this man into countless pieces.

"The legendary Hundred Refining Treasure Sword is nothing more than that."

The man let out a feminine laugh.

It was just before the action was taken, and the sound made from the arresting people in Ducha Temple.

"Are all the weapons gone, do you still have to resist stubbornly?"

Another powerful voice came from the feminine and white-skinned man.

Look closely.

This is a dwarf who is less than four feet tall.

It looks like a toddler.

He had a bun on his head and his facial features looked like a child who had not grown up.

But the stubble was covered with stubbornness and eyes were full of cunning and evil.

The voice is thick, like a middle-aged strong man.

This sound is in a great contrast with the figure of his dwarf.

Huang Cai seemed to know these two people, without saying a word, she pulled off the copper hairpin from her head and shook it gently in her hand.

A clanging sound.

The hairpin turned into a two-foot-long short sword.

It seemed as if he was saying that this was his real weapon.

He can still fight.

On the other side, Acuba and the fat monk, who had a broken arm, also forced them up again.

There are also arrests and encirclements from the Ancient Ministry of Ducha Temple on the outside.

No matter how you look at it, Huang Cai and Brigitte can't escape.

Huang Chan held the sword in his hand and coughed out another mouthful of blood.

But the bronze sword in his hand was very tightly held, and what was revealed in his eyes was stubbornness and tenacity.

Brigitte's face was pale, but she had no intention of surrender, she just gritted her silver teeth.

A pair of arms that had lost their sleeves, their fingers moved slightly, and a faint golden light shone out from their fingertips.

"I won't cry until I see the coffin..."

The feminine white-faced man sighed: "No matter how we say we will work together, do we really want me to destroy them with my own hands?"

His face showed a sense of regret, which was pity: "As a strange person, it is not easy to practice. If his cultivation is abolished, it would be even more uncomfortable than death, right?"

Huang Chan and Brigitte's faces changed.

"Yang Shengzhi, do you really want to do this?"

"If you really don't care about your love, everyone will fight to the death!"

Brigitte's silky screamed inwardly.

These words seemed to stimulate the feminine white-faced man.

He raised his head and let out a sharp laugh: "Cloud? Do you still know that we are Cloud?"

He lowered his head and said viciously: "In the past, everyone was a stranger in Ducha Temple, but they were different from each other's fate. You two were appreciated by Su Dawei and became the Tianzi group, calling the wind and rain, which was so majestic. But what about me? My abilities are no less than you, and my abilities are stronger. Just because I was involved in that matter, I was not only not valued, but also excluded. In the end, Su Dawei plotted against me and demoted me to the Western Regions and became a guardian in the guard city."

Speaking of excitement, Yang Shengzhi's chest was undulating rapidly.

In the Western Regions, guard the city and guard the man.

These three words are connected together, and there is a mysterious power.

Huang Chan and Brigitte's faces darkened, but they both remained silent.

It seems that they have agreed to Yang Shengzhi's statement. They are also witnesses and insiders.

"Brigie Si, Huang Cai, don't blame me Yang for not giving face. Now put down your weapons and surrender. I will protect you two of you for one's lives, otherwise you will die."

Yang Shengzi's face, as if he was white, showed a cruel look.

His black iron hand moved gently, making a squeaking sound.

The air was so nervous.

Seeing that Brigitte was about to be unable to withstand the pressure, a cold voice suddenly came.

"The Western Regions Guard? What you committed was the case of the Deputy Minister of Ducha Temple back then?"

With the sound, a black figure suddenly appeared in the field.

No one noticed how he came from, but he was there.

It seemed as if it appeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

His figure is not particularly tall, but his shoulders are firm.

Every step is both heavy and stable.

It gives people an unrivaled feeling.

"Wei, Po, Yan!"

Yang Shengzhi's pupils shrank slightly, and a name popped out from the cracks of his teeth.

His voice seemed to tremble.

"Five Poisons Yama! How could he be here?!"

The short dwarf beside him, and the broken arm Acuba shouted out this title almost at the same time.

During the arrest of the Ducha Temple secretly, the slight commotion was issued.

This is not because they are not strong enough or cruel enough, but because they are the name of the Five Poisons Yama, which is famous in Chang'an, and everyone knows it.

What's more, as members of Ducha Temple, they knew that Wei Poyan was the first name in the Yirentian Group of Ducha Temple.

It was also the most powerful alien who followed Su Dawei after the split of Ducha Temple.

This guard Yang Shengzhi is already a top expert among the strangers.

But how sure are you to face Wei Poyan?
To be continued...