Step on the stars

Chapter 2717 81 knife
In the wooden house, the older generation of practitioners was going to visit a friend, but when he opened the door and saw the sign, he became angry at that time, saw clearly that it was Xiaoshi Sheng, knew him, and didn't want to provoke him, so he turned around and left.

"You son of a bitch, the next one." Xiaoshi Sheng disdainfully.

The older generation of cultivators were extremely angry. His cultivation base is higher than that of Xiao Shi Sheng. He didn't want to provoke this son because he was afraid, but this son is the son of Shi Sheng. His status is too high. It is not good to win, and it is shameful to lose. scold.

"Stop." The older generation of practitioners angrily reprimanded.

Snack Sage sneered: "Any opinion?"

"Originally, I didn't want to talk to you because of the face of Senior Food Saint. Since you uttered wild words, I will teach you a lesson, and I will not insult Huasheng's lineage." The older generation of practitioners shouted.

In the distance, Lu Yin heard it, and was surprised, this person is from the Huasheng lineage?

"Sage of Huasheng? Okay, let's play." Xiao Shisheng was excited.

Soon, the older generation of cultivators' arms were shattered, blood dripped to the ground, and they looked at Little Food Saint in shock.

He had heard for a long time that the Little Food Saint was powerful, and all of the Food Saint's lineage was like this, so he didn't care, after all, his realm surpassed this child, but he didn't expect that he would have no resistance.

"You son of a bitch, the next one." Xiaoshi Sheng started to provoke, blocking the wooden house, and the sign was lengthened by him, so long that it could be seen on the entire hanging island, provoking everyone directly.

Lu Yin was considered clean, but a few days later, this hanging island was quite lively. Jiang Xiaodao, Luo Zang, Mu Mu, Xu Ji and others all took action, not against Xiaoshi Sheng, but against the older generation of practitioners. It's not just arm wrestling, it's everything, Gong Yu compares archery with people, Xu Ji compares people with the control of the power of the virtual god, etc.

He didn't know how it became like this.

Those older generation cultivators are not simple. They are not ordinary people who can get in touch with the Lost Clan and get the cards. Now this is no longer a question of provocation by Xiaoshi Sheng, but has evolved into a situation where two generations of cultivators are fighting for each other.

Lu Yin didn't get involved, he remembered what Xu Wuji had told him, contacted the lost clansmen, and asked to see Xiaofang.

The lost clansman looked at a loss, Xiaofang?

Lu Yin repeatedly said that it was Xiaofang, who was definitely a senior master of the Lost Clan, but this Lost Clan didn't know it after thinking about it for a long time, so he had no choice but to invite Zhibing.

"Xiaofang? Xu Wuji asked you to come?" Zhi Bing looked strangely.

Lu Yin was helpless, he also knew that Xiaofang's name was not quite right, and Xu Wuji's expression at that time probably had something to do with it, but it had nothing to do with him: "Yes, the palace master asked me to bring things to Xiaofang."

"What?" Zhi Bing asked.

Lu Yin shrugged: "The palace master said that it must be handed over to Xiaofang."

Zhi Bing shook his head: "Okay, if you want to see me, I will take you to see her, but her name is not Xiaofang. In the entire Liufanghui, only Xu Wuji can call her Xiaofang. Her name is Fangyi, and she is the elder of my lost clan."

Not long after, Lu Yin saw Xiaofang that Xu Wuji was talking about.

She is a very young woman, but she is only young in appearance, after all, she is the same generation as Xu Wuji.

Zhi Bing left, and reminded Lu Yin not to call Xiaofang before leaving.

"Junior Xuan Qi, I have met Senior Fang Yi." Lu Yin respectfully said.

Fang Yi hummed, and looked at Lu Yin: "Did Wuji ask you to come?"

Lu Yin said: "Yes."

"Tell him exactly what he said, without missing a single word, and without making mistakes." Fang Yi said with a cold face.

Lu Yin blinked: "The original words of the palace master are that if you bring this box to Fang Yi, you must hand it to her. If you can't see her, bring it back. Don't show it to anyone, and you are not allowed to see it."

Fang Yi stared at Lu Yin after listening, "Is that what he said?"

Lu Yin nodded: "Exactly."

Fang Yi's complexion improved a bit: "Give me the box."

Lu Yin quickly handed the box to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi took it and paused: "Have you seen it?"

"Absolutely not." Lu Yin assured.

Fang Yi glanced at Lu Yin and didn't ask any more questions.

"The box has been brought, and this junior will leave first." Lu Yin wanted to leave, but Fang Yi asked him to wait, and casually opened the box in front of Lu Yin, took a look, and his face suddenly changed, becoming rather ugly.

Lu Yin didn't like it at first glance, and Xu Wuji didn't know what to put in it to make this woman's face change.

Fang Yi panted heavily, his face constantly changing, angry, ashamed, out of breath, all kinds of emotions were vividly expressed on his face.

Lu Yin wanted to leave very much, but now he dared not speak.

After a while, Fang Yi finally recovered, put away the box, took a deep breath, and looked at Lu Yin: "Wait a minute, I also have something for Xu Wuji, take it for me." After finishing speaking, he turned and left .

Lu Yin really wanted to know what was in that box, which made Fang Yi, a semi-ancestral master, so unable to control his emotions.

It took a full hour for Fang Yi to come, and the same box was handed over to Lu Yin, staring at him: "Give it to Xu Wuji, don't open it, don't give it to others, you must hand it to Xu Wuji."

Lu Yin nodded: "The junior understands, the senior can rest assured."

Fang Yi repeated it again: "It must be handed over to Xu Wuji with your own hands, especially not to be opened by others, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Lu Yin twitched his face: "The junior understands."

Fang Yi hummed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "After the box is given to Wu Wuji, you should stay away from it, so as not to suffer from innocent disasters. Of course, I told you this sentence. Don't tell Xu Wuji, let's go."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Yin looked at the box with a feeling of burning. There must be no problem inside.

He quickly put it away and left.

After seeing Zhi Bing, Lu Yin curiously asked about the relationship between Xu Wuji and Fang Yi.

Zhi Bing had a weird expression, but he didn't say anything, telling Lu Yin not to ask too many questions, and sent him back to the Hanging Island before leaving.

Lu Yin touched the Ningkong Ring and wanted to open it, but reason told him not to do so.

He regretted it, he should see what was in the box that Xu Wuji gave Fang Yi, at least it was not dangerous.

Just as he was about to return to the wooden house, he saw Xiao Shi Sheng sitting at the door, Lu Yin turned around and left, he didn't want to get involved with this guy.

The wooden house could not be returned, so Lu Yin found a secluded place to sit, and there was no one around. Unless someone searched the entire hanging island, he would not be found.

He decided to stay here until the last three quarters, clean.

Today's moon is extraordinarily round.

Lu Yin was fascinated by the moonlight, unconsciously, his whole body was immersed in it, he didn't realize it, the moonlight covering him was like a knife, covering him from top to bottom, covered him with a blade-like silver light, the moonlight Like water, with a blade like a light, Lu Yin maintained the posture of looking at the moonlight, forgetting everything.

Inexplicably, a knife appeared in front of him, and he cut it.

Lu Yin was shocked, where did he get the knife?He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't move his body, no matter what.

Seeing that the blade was getting closer and closer, he wanted to use the strength in his heart, want to step backwards, see through the space, and move the lines, but he couldn't move anything. He just watched the blade fall and cut off from the top of his head, trying to cut him in two.

This is the deepest despair that Lu Yin has never felt before. He is even more desperate than when he was in Tuofuxing. There are slippers and bone spurs, but I can't take them out.

Not reconciled, he is not reconciled, he wants to resist, move, move, move!
Unable to move, the blade fell down, the top of his head was cold, Lu Yin was sluggish, himself, are you going to die?

The next moment, the blade disappeared. He stared blankly at the front and tried to move his fingers. He was able to move and felt. Did he not die?

Suddenly, the blade appeared again, this time coming out from the side, cutting.

Lu Yin was shocked, come again?
He still couldn't move, he could only watch helplessly as one knife slashed, one knife after another, from all directions and corners, a total of [-] slashes were made. From the first slash, Lu Yin couldn't dodge, and the next ones couldn't dodge even more. , He simply didn't try anymore, but watched the blade pass by, as if it had cut through his body, but it didn't seem to have cut it.

Is this considered to be hacked into pieces?
Where did the blade come from?Who is doing it?
The field, the energy, the runes, all the power can't be released. At this moment, Lu Yin is as powerless as a baby.

In front of his eyes, the blade came again, No.80 cut, frontal, slashed, from top to bottom, the same as the first knife, but what was more than the first knife, Lu Yin couldn't tell.

As the blade fell and the void collapsed, Lu Yin took a few steps back. He was able to move. He subconsciously avoided the spot and looked around. There was nothing. This is where he just sat down?Obviously, someone chopped 81 knives before, but nothing has changed around here, the dew, the moonlight, the grass, nothing has changed.

Was it just an illusion?

Lu Yin's pupils flickered and sweat dripped from his forehead. It wasn't a hallucination. After all, he was also a strong man who could compete with the ancestral realm. How could he not be able to distinguish between hallucinations and reality, but what was it just now?
He did suffer 81 slashes, who?He is absolutely unimaginably strong, so he can't even be aware of it. If that person really wants to kill him, he will really be cut into pieces.

Lu Yin was cold all over, as if he had died once.

At this moment, the space where he just sat down converged, and under his gaze, a knife appeared, the size of a palm, and a very small knife, suspended in mid-air.

Lu Yin stared blankly, it was this knife, he remembered, beheading him 81 times, exactly the same.

He looked around again and saluted: "Senior Xuan Qi, if you disturb me, please don't blame me, senior."

No one answered.

Lu Yin yelled again, and then tried to spread the field outside, covering the surrounding area, and then expanding it until he got close to the people who came to participate in the last three quarters, but he couldn't find anyone around, and he couldn't find the person who attacked him.

It must be the strong in the ancestral realm, and the strong among the strong.

Lu Yin took a deep breath, and slowly approached the palm-sized knife, but the knife didn't respond.

Lu Yin reached out and grabbed the knife.

The moment he touched the knife, a feeling of blood connection appeared, and the scene of being cut 81 times flashed in Lu Yin's mind. He looked at the knife in his hand in shock. It was a knife, but it was not a knife. The handle knife contains the power of his being cut 81 times, or he was cut 81 times to form this knife.

(End of this chapter)