Demon Sword and Ghost Weapon

Yejiao looked down at the half of the blade that pierced his chest, snorted coldly, turned his ferocious black face, looked at the young man behind him who was using all his power and strength, and laughed wildly in the sky. "Just you?!" "Only with this broken copper*iron?" "Ahahahahaha" "What? Boiling... Boiling Blood Knife?!" The young man ignored the hysterics of the reckless man in front of him and stared at the "broken copper*iron" that had firmly penetrated Nokaku's chest. Seeing that the blood groove in the transparent handle was filled with bright red, he slumped down in relief and slowly sat cross-legged, crossing his arms in front of his chest, holding his breath and concentrating. His eyes were wide open, and blood-red light flashed in his pupils. At the same time, the big man's lingering shock turned into panic, and his painful eyes struggled from side to side. "Move... Can't move!" For a moment, the blood in Yejiao's body seemed to be burning. Accompanied by the foul smell and rustling sound, it slowly burned all the skin around him. When all his clothes were burned, the big man had turned into a bloody corpse. At this time, the "scrap iron" blade is surrounded by irregular black grooves. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.