The person coming is not someone else, it is Cui Yulong!

The wooden box is also a wooden box for ink-patterned black gold knife.

"Liu Mubai!" Cui Yulong also saw Liu Mubai. He nodded to Liu Mubai and said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

"Miss Huangfu was ambushed by this man!" Liu Mubai said simply.

Cui Yulong immediately looked at the man. Although he had not fought, he had already seen that the man's strength was not simple.

"Interesting! It's so interesting!" The man laughed and said, "I didn't expect that I could meet so many young masters from China tonight. Hello, are you Cui Yulong? Where is your ink-patterned black gold knife?"

Cui Yulong clapped the wooden box in his hand and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The man sneered and said, "If you want to know my name, you can beat me before you talk about it!"

"Who is so stinky, how can you blow it!" With a gloomy voice, a thin man jumped out from behind the cart, and it was the Ghost King Li Ruoyuan.

As the Ghost King Li Ruoyuan appeared, several people jumped over from behind. The leader was the Ghost-faced judge Cui Yu. The people next to him were also the ones who were the Sword of Seven Yin of the Sect. Except for the Scholar of Jiuyou, the other six of the Seven Yin of the Sect of the Sect are already here.

Liu Mubai and Huangfu Ziyu's subordinates were all stunned. They didn't expect that they would meet so many people in the Killing Sect here tonight. However, everyone also breathed a sigh of relief. When they met the Killing Sect, they were finally saved.

Sure enough, after Cui Yu appeared, he waved his hand and said, "Help!"

There was no grudge between the people who killed the door and Huangfu Ziyu. However, they had all been favored by Ye Qing. When they were in Shenjiazhuang in Xihang, Ye Qing tried his best to save them. Huangfu Ziyu was Ye Qing's woman, so after Cui Yu spoke, everyone did not stop at all and rushed forward and began to help Huangfu Ziyu's people.

The people of the Killing Sect are not weak, and after they rushed in, the situation changed immediately. Those who originally had the upper hand were beaten and retreated repeatedly, and were no match for the people of the Killing Sect.

The man was defeated, but the man was not worried at all. He didn't even want to chase Huangfu Ziyu, but just looked at Cui Yulong with a sneer.

The man sneered: "Some people say you are the number one master among the younger generation in China. It seems that this is the case!"

"Killing you is enough!" Cui Yulong replied coldly.

"Hahaha..." the man laughed and said, "Are people from China so arrogant? Just you want to kill me? Hahaha..."

Cui Yulong's face became colder. He raised the wooden box in his hand, pointed to the man from a distance, and said in a deep voice: "Do you dare to fight me!"

"Why don't you dare?" The man laughed and ran to Cui Yulong as he spoke.

Seeing the man's actions, Cui Yulong's expression also changed. He didn't expect the man to be so fast. He did not hesitate at all. He slapped the wooden box casually, and heard a dragon roar that shook the valley, and the ink-patterned black gold knife bounced out of the wooden box directly.

Hearing this sound, the man was also stunned. He didn't expect that the black-patterned black-gold knife would have such a sound. At this time, Cui Yulong had already caught the black-patterned black-gold knife, raised his hand and slashed at him with a knife.

"Interesting!" The man laughed and easily avoided Cui Yulong's knife. At the same time, he raised his hand and punched Cui Yulong in the back.

The man took action very quickly, and neither Huangfu Ziyu nor Liu Mubai's strength could avoid or block. Although Cui Yulong's strength was good, he was not much stronger than these two people, and he could not avoid the man's attack.

However, Cui Yulong had no intention of avoiding it. He shook the ink-patterned black gold knife in his hand, and another dragon roar sounded. With the sound of the dragon roar, Cui Yulong seemed to be blessed with his heart. He suddenly turned around and stabbed directly at the fist that the man was attacking.

"Huh?" the man exclaimed. His attack was so fast that he was very conceited. Huangfu Ziyu and Liu Mubai were unable to avoid his attack, let alone blocking it. And how did he block Cui Yulong, and how did he see where he took action?

The man didn't believe in evil, so he changed his direction and punched him again. However, this time Cui Yulong still shook the ink-patterned black gold knife in his hand as before. With the sound of the dragon's roar, he slashed over again, and the man's arm was almost slashed.

"You have something wrong with this knife!" The man's face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Can it sense where I took action?"

"Otherwise, what's the evil sword?" Cui Yulong snorted coldly and said, "I have been holding this sword for ten years and has been integrated with me. No matter how fast you are, it's useless to me!"

The man's face was very cold. He stared at the ink-patterned black gold knife in Cui Yulong's hand and said in a deep voice: "What an evil knife! What an evil knife! No wonder, when Master praised the world's famous weapon, he said that this ink-patterned black gold knife was definitely the best evil knife in the world. It seems to be true. However, even if it is the best evil knife in the world, so what!"

The man said, suddenly rushed towards Cui Yulong again and punched him.

Cui Yulong, like before, relied on the ink-patterned black gold knife to sense the direction of the opponent's attack and slashed it with a backhand. However, this time the man did not dodge at all, but directly reached out to grab the ink-patterned black gold knife.

"Looking for death!" Cui Yulong shouted coldly, and increased his strength and slashed, trying to cut the man's hand in an instant.

However, the result was completely different from what Cui Yulong imagined. The man actually grabbed his ink-patterned black gold knife with his hand. Moreover, he did not hurt the man at all. Instead, the ink-patterned black gold knife fell into the man's hand and he could not take it back at all.

"How could this happen?" Cui Yulong's turn was surprised this time. He looked carefully and finally understood what was going on. The man was wearing a layer of gloves as thin as a cicada's wings. It seemed that this glove separated the ink-patterned black gold knife!

There is no doubt that this glove is definitely not an ordinary glove. It can withstand the attack of famous instruments, at least it is also a famous instrument!

"Give it!" The man pulled it hard, trying to snatch the ink-patterned black gold knife.

Cui Yulong did not fight him hard, and let him go and let him take away the ink-patterned black gold knife.

The man was immediately overjoyed when he took away the black-patterned black-patterned sword. He didn't expect it would be so easy. He held the black-patterned black-patterned sword in his hand and laughed to the sky: "Hahaha, the black-patterned black-patterned sword is just like this!"

"Hmph!" Cui Yulong just snorted coldly, and did not even mean to take the ink-patterned black gold knife.

When the ghost king Li Ruoyuan saw this situation in the distance, he immediately smiled and said, "Boy, do you still have the heart to smile? Be careful of breaking your hand!"

"What did you break?" The man asked, suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked down and saw a hole in his wrist and blood gushed out.

The man's face changed and he said anxiously: "This...what's going on?"

He was obviously not injured, but why did his wrist break a hole? Moreover, under his gaze, the wound on his wrist gradually expanded, as if an invisible knife was cutting his skin open.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The man was extremely surprised. He had never seen such a thing.

"Hahaha..." Ghost King Li Ruoyuan laughed out loud. He knew best what was going on.

You know, the ghost king Li Ruoyuan once took away the ink-patterned black gold sword from Cui Yulong, and he also suffered such a loss.

The black-patterned black-gold sword is known as the number one evil sword. The most important point is that this sword has a very strong evil spirit. Moreover, in the previous melee, the scabbard was lost. Without the scabbard, the evil spirit of the black-patterned black-gold sword could not be blocked. When the evil spirit gathered, the sword energy would spread. If the owner of the black-patterned black-gold sword had not been held, the sword energy would have hurt people. When the ghost king Li Ruoyuan was holding the black-patterned black-gold sword before, one hand was almost gone.

Now, the man also followed the footsteps of the ghost king Li Ruoyuan. The evil spirit of the ink-patterned black gold sword silently broke his wrist. Although his injuries were not serious, they looked very strange and scary.

Cui Yulong had a calm face and looked at the man with a sneer. He knew the situation of the ink-patterned black gold sword the most. You know, when he first got the ink-patterned black gold sword, his hands almost lost. Fortunately, the ink-patterned black gold sword finally recognized him. Since then, the ink-patterned black gold sword can only be stable in his hands. If it is in someone else's hands, the evil spirit of the ink-patterned black gold sword itself will hurt people.

In fact, after the scabbard was gone, the evil aura of the black gold sword could not be controlled at all. If Cui Yulong had not met the purple-clothed lama, he used the silkworm wood to make a wooden box for the black gold sword that day to block the evil aura of the black gold sword, he was afraid that people who passed by the black gold sword would be injured by it. Although the silkworm wood could cover the evil aura of the black gold sword that day that day, it was not the scabbard of the black gold sword itself after all, so every time the black gold sword was unsheathed, it would inevitably see blood. Only after drinking blood can its evil aura be reduced, otherwise it would not be put into the wooden box.

This man didn't know the characteristics of the ink-patterned black gold knife at all. Of course, he suffered a loss when he held the ink-patterned black gold knife. However, he was not stupid. Thinking about Cui Yulong just now, he asked him to snatch the ink-patterned black gold knife so simply. Moreover, for so long, he didn't mean to come and take it. He knew that there was definitely something wrong with the evil knife in his hand, so he threw the ink-patterned black gold knife at the first time.

Cui Yulong directly caught the black gold knife ink, raised his hand and slashed at the man with another knife.
Chapter completed!