Chapter 741: Night Is Coming
Borrowing 【Hidden God】?
Yoshiki Guhara looked at Lin Qiye in front of him, his expression suddenly became strange.
Are you OK?
How can there be a Fujin knife owner who can lend the Fujin knife casually? How is this different from sharing your wife with someone else? What if I lent it to you and you ran away?
Do I know you well?
"It's impossible." Yoshiki Furuhara said firmly.
For Yoshiki Guhara, [Shenyin] is not just a Fujin knife, its soul is still Master Gu Yue who forged the Futsu knife back then. His teacher, his comrades, the existence of both teachers and friends.
Borrow a knife?
No way.
Lin Qiye let out a long sigh, and there was such an expression on his face.
"But now, I really need this knife." Lin Qiye tried to save it again, "I use Amamiya Haruki's chastity as a guarantee. After I borrow this knife, I will definitely return it to you."
"Amiya Haruki's chastity?" Yoshiki Furuhara was taken aback, "What does it have to do with me?"
"..."
"It is absolutely impossible to lend you a knife, so let's go."
Lin Qiye stood there quietly, still not intending to leave.
Sensing Lin Qiye's fiery eyes, Yoshiki Guhara suddenly felt a chill down his back.
"You... what do you want?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Qiye said apologetically, "I will apologize to you after the matter is over..."
Clang--!
Before Guyuan Liangshu could react, Lin Qiye lightly waved the [Chop White] in his hand, a flash of white light flashed, and cut off Guyuan Liangshu's [Shen Yin] hanging on his waist from a distance of more than ten meters!
The long gray knife fell to the ground.
Yoshiki Furuhara's pupils suddenly shrank!
He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab [Shenyin], but he is only a blacksmith after all, he has no fighting power, and his speed is not fast. When he just stretched out his hand, Lin Qiye directly escaped into the void, and came behind him in one step , appeared, holding the gray long knife in his hand like lightning.
"you!!"
Gu Yuan Liangshu took a chance, and suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Qiye, with a look of anger on his face.
"Sorry, you should sleep for a while."
Lin Qiye held the back of the [Shenyin] saber, and lightly tapped Guyuan Liangshu on the back of his neck. The latter rolled his eyes and fell straight down, falling into a coma.
Lin Qiye looked at the burly body lying on the ground, and heaved a long sigh.
It's really not my fault...
I don't want that either.
At this moment, the gray long knife in Lin Qiye's hand trembled violently, and an old man in gray robe appeared out of thin air, staring at Lin Qiye angrily.
He is the sword soul of [Shen Yin], and the forger of the Fujin Nine Swords, Gu Yue Yugui.
The Fujin knife was robbed, and the owner of the knife was also knocked out by Lin Qiye. It was impossible for Master Gu Yue to stay in the knife quietly and watch all this happen, but he couldn't resist Lin Qiye who possessed the "King's Blood". Youyuan stared at him angrily...
"Master Gu Yue." Lin Qiye said seriously, "Don't worry, I just borrowed you for a while, and I will definitely return you before tonight."
Without waiting for Master Gu Yue to say anything, Lin Qiye waved his hand, "Shove him back."
Behind him, a huge white bear, a white-haired man holding an umbrella in the rain, a strange dark statue, and a raven with purple feathers emerged at the same time, and the terrifying aura surged up and down like a wave, directly suppressing him. Captured the furious Master Gu Yue, and forced him back into the blade.
You know, Lin Qiye now has four other Fujin knives!
"So many Fujin knives..." Master Gu Yue's eyes showed shock, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Lin Qiye did not speak, but silently hung [Shen Yin] on his waist, hanging it with the other four long knives.
He took a deep breath, put his palm on the handle of [Shen Yin], narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the distant sky, and said slowly:
"I want...to subvert this country!"
As soon as the words fell, he pulled out the [Shen Yin] from the sheath, and a super-large-scale Shen Yin field opened, and all the fluctuations in the breath were completely covered up!
In Lin Qiye's eyes, two dazzling golden lights ignited!
He took a step forward, and the endless clouds rolled under his feet, gathering into a cloud, carrying his body and floating in the air.
[somersault cloud].
Under the shield of [Shen Yin]'s breath, even the gods cannot detect the fluctuations in the Forbidden Ruins, that is to say, as long as Lin Qiye urges this knife at all times, anyone in this Shen Yin field, They can freely use the Forbidden Ruins!
Perhaps for other Fujin knife masters, [Shenyin] is just a chicken rib used to hide.
But for intruders like Lin Qiye, this is an artifact that allows them to display their 100% strength!
Lin Qiye lowered his head and put the Monkey King's mask on his face. It was terrifying. He stepped on the endless clouds, soared into the sky, and disappeared at the end of the sky in an instant.
A dark night surges in the sky,
Like the sword of darkness that judges all things,
The sword pointed at Tokyo, and the killing intent soared to the sky.
now,
The vast sentient beings do not know,
Night is coming.
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Hokkaido.
Senior clubs.
In a certain room, Baili Pangpang lying on the bed was soaked in white twilight, and a strange halo radiated from the surface of his body.
As time passed, the white gleam covering his body gradually faded, and finally disappeared in the jade wishful handle on his dantian.
Baili's fat eyelashes trembled slightly,
After a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes.
Those empty and blank eyes stared blankly at the ceiling above his head. After a long time, he gradually regained his senses and slowly sat up on the bed.
He looked around, with doubts in his eyes.
where is this place?
He turned and got out of bed, and just as he was about to open the door and walk out, he saw a blank piece of paper on the bedside table.
There is a sentence written on it:
"Fatty, we went to Tokyo to fight, if you wake up during this period, wait in the room, we will come back at night.
——Lin Qiye. "
Baili Fatty read the above words in a low voice, and was stunned for a while, with excitement in his eyes.
Seven nights they came? !
They are finally here? !
Without saying a word, Baili Pangpang put the white paper back on the bedside table, turned around and walked to the window, looking at the clear sky outside, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Team fights...how could I be missing, my lord?
Bros,
Grandpa, here I come! "
Under his feet, a huge black and white Tai Chi Eight Diagrams appeared, covering the entire club in an instant.
At this moment, a mysterious gaze projected from the void, as if looking for the trace of Baili Pangpang.
"You're messing with me again?" Baili Pangpang frowned, looked up at the void above his head, and said with a sneer,
"It's just a tool spirit, it seems that you haven't had enough of the previous losses, have you?
Then don't blame me for being rude..."
He stretched out his hand, facing the void projected by the mysterious gaze in the sky, and slowly stretched out his palm.
"Everything... disarm!"
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