I’m a Courteous and Honorable Man, Not a Devil

"Sweat, fuck, take the sword!"

A warrior in the grassland shouted loudly, mobilized the horse, and galloped towards the big rock where Ni Kun was.

When he was ten zhang or so from the big stone, he pedaled heavily with his feet and rose up into the sky, like a predatory goshawk, pounced towards Ni Kun.

As he swooped, he pulled out the long knife behind his backhand, roared, holding the knife in both hands, slashing down wildly, swinging a blade light that was as hot as the sun.

"You are not even qualified to make my Frostmourne bloodied."

Ni Kun said lightly, without raising his head, his right hand left the hilt, index and middle Fingers gently clamp against the hot blade light.

clang!

In the collision of metal sound, Ni Kun used two fingers to casually clamp the human target that was enough to cast the whole body of iron, and slash it in two.

Not waiting for the grassland warrior to make any strain, Ni Kun squeezed his fingers with a clang, and easily snapped the tip of the knife. After flicks with the finger, the tip of the knife turned into a streamer and lased out, with a puff, it pierced the warrior's throat.

A puff of blood mist splashed from the back of the warrior's neck. The powerful kinetic energy, even with the warrior's body, fluttered back more than three feet, before falling to the ground.

bang!

The muffled sound of the warrior's body falling to the ground, like a heavy hammer, shocked the hearts of Wu Liehong and the others.

looks at myself in the 200,000 grassland warrior, carefully selected, personal strength in the entire grassland, can be one of Peak’s sixteen riders, even one round under Ni Kun Without going, a look of dreading finally appeared in the eyes of Wu Liehong, the sweat of the grassland.

The imperial teacher of the prairie prairie with a tall and thin body, wearing a red robes, short hair, black rosary hanging on the neck, and a long knife on his waist, the saint Sanger also has serious eyes, quite has several points. of looks at Ni Kun with dread and whispered: "Yiwu enter the Dao's Great Grandmaster!"

The corner of Wu Liehong's eyes twitched, his eyes fixed on Ni Kun sharply, and he sternly asked: "You Who is it? When did the Central Plains come out of your Great Grandmaster again?"

Ni Kun lowered his eyes and looked at the frost cold long sword, indifferently said: "The dying person is not qualified to know My name."

"Arrogant!" Wu Liehong roared, his whip pointed at Ni Kun, "Shoot him!"

The fifteen riders behind him simultaneously took off the iron. The fetus strengthens the bow, while firing the bow and shooting arrows.

bang!

With the trembling of bowstrings, fifteen three-sided armor piercing arrows fired a salvo of Ni Kun.

When the sharp arrow pierced the air, a strange green rune faintly lit up above the arrow, flashing a strange green glow.

"Evil Curse?"

Ni Kun can see at a glance that the fifteen sharp arrows are all in accordance with the power of a certain nefarious spell, which can corrode the filthy body -protecting astral energy, even enough to penetrate the body-protecting spell of low-level Energy Refinement cultivator.

"This is the weird sorcery that the imperial teacher of the prairie, the saint Sanger, cultivated after the fortuitous encounter? It's a pity, it's too weak!"

The sword light flashed quickly.

Ni Kun finally drew out the Frosthan Great Sword, and shook it casually. The broad blade was like a shield, and flew the fifteen sharp arrows at the same time.

Seeing his sword swing, Ullehung, Sangge and the others felt uncomfortable.

I feel that his moves are extremely ugly, without the aesthetics of sword arts, the sword is like a hammer, but it can easily block the fifteen arrows that are not simple...

p>

"Sword arts is not good, the sword is very good." The saint Sanger whispered: "I see this person, I don't know how to use a sword. But his long sword is indeed a treasure. When he swings, Sword energy is self-generated. Even if the sword body does not touch the arrow, the sword energy can bounce the arrow."

"Yes. When the man swung the sword, I also saw it clearly. , Only five arrows were swept away. The remaining ten arrows were all bounced off by the invisible sword energy. This person only seemed comfortable with the benefits of the sword. This sword was so magical that it fell on a guy who couldn’t understand sword arts. It’s true that the pearl is cast in secret. Only Ben profusely is worthy of this sword!"

Wu Liehong looks at Ni Kun's frosty sword with scorching eyes, full of aggression in his eyes. It is a must-have color.

"Try again." Sanger whispered: "Continue shooting!"

The fifteen grassland warriors continued to shoot their arrows. This time they were shooting freely. Each performed proudly arrow technique.

There are several arrows connected in a straight line, and several sharp arrows are connected in a straight line. The first arrow conceals all the arrows in the back; some fly up to the sky, then pierce it vertically, and take Ni Kun precisely. Throwing arrows at the top of the door; some use weak wind to shoot arc trajectories to attack the weak underbelly of Ni Kun's flanks; there is also a broken armor arrow technique that is as fast as a bullet and no stronghold one cannot overcome.

These fifteen grassland warriors are the most Peak experts among the 200,000 grassland warriors. Regardless of martial arts and archery, they are all first-class.

With the armor piercing arrow of the Saint Sangge’s enforcement, in the eyes of Wu Liehong, even the two Great Grandmasters of the Central Plains who entered the Dao enter the Dao with a shocking sword and an evil spirit spear. I'm afraid they will all be in a hurry under their siege.

However, such great shots have no effect in front of Ni Kun.

He just sat firmly on the stone seat, casually swiping the Frost Cold Sword, sweeping the floor with a swipe left and right, and easily shot all the fancy shooting skills. All the sharp arrows bounced off.

However, both Uljehn and Sanger can see clearly that he simply fended off a small number of arrows. Most of the remaining arrows were bounced off by the frosty sword energy emitted by the sword body.

Such magical special effects make Wu Liehong look more and more enthusiastic. The broad and thick Shuanghan Great Sword, at first glance, it can be seen that the sword is very strong and heavy, and it is also very suitable for his appetite.

"Enough temptation." Sanger gave an order, and the warriors stopped shooting.

Sanger whispered to Ullehung again: "That man sword arts is really ugly. But after all, he is the expert of Wu enter the Dao, and the sword in his hand is magical, so you should not underestimate it."

Ulliehong nodded: "Ben Dahan and Imperial Teacher will join forces, and you can take down that kid."

"That's the case." Sanger said: "Let's do it then."

After that, Wu Liehong and Sang Hong looked at each other, without saying anything, at the same time they rose into the air, stirring up World's Essence Qi while breathing, and the wind flew over fifty zhang or so distances, one left and one right, Pounce on Ni Kun.

Wu Liehong drew out the big sword on his back, yelled, and cut out a ten zhang, condensed incomparable sword gang; Sanger took out a bite of three chi long misery When the green demon knife came out, countless miserable green winds swarmed towards Ni Kun, engulfing the screaming skull.

Wu Liehong's sword can easily break Energy Refinement level 5-6 cultivator's body-protecting magic shield, and the magical artifacts can be smashed in one go. And the whistling wind and whistling of Sanger's tragic green demon sword had extremely nefarious power.

Five ten zhang fifteen grassland warriors, just hearing the howling of the yin wind, felt dizzy, and when they saw the screaming skull, the whole body began to stir. Seemingly wanting to break out of his body, throwing into the tragic green wind.

The miserable green demon knife is the treasure obtained by Sanger's fortuitous encounter. Have the power to absorb the spirit and soul of strangers.

As long as the blade cuts a small mouth, no matter how high the martial arts, the vitality of blood essence, and even the soul will be absorbed by the demon sword, increasing the power of the demon sword.

This knife can also refine the blood essence vitality it has absorbed, and feed back the knife owner. Imperial Teacher Sanger uses this sword to enter the Dao and assist Wu Liehong to enter the Dao.

At this time, the two Great Grandmasters of the grassland teamed up to fight, spare no effort, and are about to take down Ni Kun in one fell swoop.

Wu Liehong wants Ni Kun's sword.

Sanger wants Essence, Qi, and Spirit of Ni Kun.

"A Great Grandmaster who enters the Dao with Wu, whose Essence, Qi, and Spirit will surely make my cultivation base even higher!"

Sword Gang is fierce, Yin Feng Weird howl.

The killing move has arrived, but Ni Kun still sits firmly on the stone seat.

"Do you think that this Majesty's sword arts is unbearable to look at?" The corners of his mouth curled up, and a sneer appeared: "As a Sword Sage made of interest, how could I not use a sword? "

Frosty cold sword light, it lights up again.

Ni Kun swings his sword.

This time, it's no longer a careless, ugly messy sweep.

The big sword weighing more than a hundred catties has become extremely light and agile. sword light is jumping, like a dancing wizard.

The soft sword energy, like a breeze with no opportunity, has blown away the ten zhang sword gang, and it is like a silent spring rain that moisturizes things, dissolving the ghostly wind and ghosts.

After that, the blade that didn't seem to be sharp passed the throat of Wu Lihong from the ground, and then quickly turned, the sword tip tapped slightly between Sanger's eyebrows.

clang!

Amid the soft chirping, the Frost Cold Sword plunged into the big rock in front of the stone seat again.

Ni Kun held the hilt in both hands and resumed the posture of sitting with the sword.

Uliehong and Sangge crossed in the air, one left and the other right, falling below the boulder.

Wu Liehong's eyes were blank and startled for a moment. When he touched his neck with his palm, he looked down and saw that the palm was full of dazzling scarlet.

Sanger also couldn't help but raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, but only touched a drop of blood.

"Why is this?" Wu Liehong murmured: "Didn't you say you can't use a sword?"

With a puff, a bright red burst on Wu Liehong's neck. The blood line, blood sputtered out like a fountain, sizzling wind.

The strong and strong body of a big bear, shaking slightly, the grassland sweat and the Golden Lion crashed to the ground, and the eyes looking up at the sky were full of unwillingness and confusion.

Imperial Teacher Sanger opened his mouth, trying to say something, the demon knife in his palm suddenly released a green light, and a tragic green wind whizzed out from the hilt of the sword, wrapping Sanger's palm like a silk cocoon.

As the wind screamed, Sanger's palms dried up suddenly, and he became skinny while breathing.

The tragic green yin wind continued to spread along Sanger's palm, quickly wrapping his whole body in the silky cocoon-like yin wind.

When Yin Feng returned to the hilt, Sanger had become a skinny corpse, like a corpse that had been weathered for many years.

When the small wind passing through the gorge blows, Sanger's dry body disintegrates with the wind and turns into rubble.

And that seize the time before he completely died, sucked out his blood essence, vitality, and soul of the demon knife, and plunged into the ground with a clattering sound. The body of the blade was tragic green, and it exudes more and more brilliance. Green glow that means seduction.

It's just a trick.

Two Great Grandmasters in the grassland died instantly. Sanger was also backlashed by the demon sword, and was exhausted by Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

The remaining fifteen martial artists on the prairie, they felt cold for a while, like falling into the abyss. They couldn’t believe that they were regarded as Heavenly God’s profuse sweat and Imperial Teacher. Before they entered the Central Plains, they had been at the same time. died here.

Dead at the hands of a mysterious person who didn't even know his name.

For a while, the fifteen grassland warriors looked at each other, roaring simultaneously, and launched a desperate charge towards Ni Kun.

"It is loyal and brave. I will send you down and continue to follow your sweat."

Ni Kun once again pulled up the long sword and waved his hand, an unrolled bolt of white silk The cold glow passed by, the sword energy crossed several ten zhang vertically and horizontally, and the flying blood, like an angry rose, bloomed in short bursts in the sky, and quickly withered, soaking the canyon land.

"You passed the level."

A huge voice rang in Ni Kun's ears.

As soon as this sound fell, the tragic green demon knife that was stuck in the ground disappeared flat, and a little more green crystal appeared in Ni Kun's hand.

"The origin of the water element?" Ni Kun was stunned: "It feels very similar to the breath of Blue Spirit Tear! Could it be that the green sword was produced by Blue God?"

Blue God is called Blue God, but the treasure produced does not necessarily have to be made into cyan. It does not necessarily have to be made into auxiliary equipment like Blue Spirit Tear.

Looking at the miserable green monster knife absorbing the blood essence soul, and even after the former master is useless, it quickly backlashes the master, uses the waste, and lures the new master to pick up the evil nature, it feels a bit like Blue God's routine.

"So, the real focus of this task is to collect the demon sword? If it is only intercepted for a day, and then the enemy will be repelled after the reinforcements arrive, it will only meet the basic conditions and only pass the level, but not get it. A better reward?"

Ni Kun tossed the green crystal in his hand: "This water element has too little origin and is not enough for me. But with the addition of Blue Spirit Tear, it is more than enough. Not only It is enough for cultivation killing move, and can also improve the realm cultivation base ……The third test will get the water element source, it seems that the metal element source is promising!"

At this time, the huge voice sounded again: "Whether to go Next level?"

Ni Kun thought for a while, and said: "Can you stay here for a while?"

"Perfectly complete the task, you can stay here for seven days."

"Seven days? Enough!"

Ni Kun finally got up from the stone seat, raised his sword upside down, and walked towards the back of the canyon.

"Let’s see if this is a real Heaven and Earth..."

[I have recently stopped smoking and I am being forced to quit smoking. The state fluctuates greatly and I am unhappy. Yes, forgive me. Please take a vote~! 】