It was dark, the lights on Liuli Island were lit, and the heated discussion was in full swing. People have not recovered from today''s shocking events. They are excited, nervous and worried. All kinds of emotions are spreading on this vast island.


    The name and legend of the heavenly king hall were also widely mentioned on Liuli island for the first time. Many people heard this mysterious and powerful force for the first time.


    Hundreds of merchant ships took risks and went out to sea late at night. Each ship was full of people. Some people were afraid of the witch hall to settle accounts afterwards to destroy Liuli island and evacuate in advance. They didn''t want to be affected by innocent people. Some people were eager to spread the news to other places for fear that the world would not be chaotic.


    Qin Ming rented a yard in a quiet place on the island and lived temporarily.


    "Badao, hundred cuts!"


    Qin Ming clenched the dragon and tiger handle of the overlord with both hands, and the heavy blade tilted upward, reflecting the cold light under the fluorescence of the torch. The blade is broad and sharp, without any scars on the surface. It is neat, smooth and integrated. It is dazzling and shows the thick domineering spirit of cutting the world.


    Qin Ming held his breath, blew up red lightning all over his body, and injected all his thoughts and spiritual power into the overlord sword.


    I have been running away since I got the Badao, and I haven''t had time to study it carefully. Holding the sabre, he felt the arrogance of the mountain and river, the wild fighting in all directions. He wished he could dance the long knife and cross the battlefield. When holding the Dayan ancient sword, he danced in the sky, was as graceful as a startling goose, and was invincible to break the enemy and kill. Qin Ming was obsessed with different feelings.


    He once thought that the only weapon in the world preferred "sword", but now he knows that "knife" also fascinated him.


    "Buzzing!" the broadsword vibrated a red and bright air wave, shaking the space, layers of ripples, stirring endlessly. The strong wind blew in the courtyard, the dead leaves flew in disorder, the dust was flying, and the branches of the ancient trees were shaking creaking.


    In the world of broadsword, boundless and white, a majestic man is proud and independent, carrying a huge knife, solemn and solemn, showing a thick momentum.


    He is like a huge mountain, towering mountains and rivers, and like a stone pillar, holding the sky.


    Like the only one in heaven and earth.


    Qin Ming stood in front of him, carrying a huge knife and worshipped slowly.


    The man''s eyes opened with admiration, clicked, and a loud noise appeared out of thin air, like the ancient god who opened the world. The white world shook violently, and the scene suddenly changed.


    They stood on the "commanding platform" and looked down on all sides. There were all the troops. The spirit of iron and blood filled the world. The power of extermination spread all over the world. Their faces were cold, handsome and dignified, but their eyes were filled with incomparable fanaticism.


    Qin Ming looked around the audience and looked at the end of his line of sight. It was full of troops, with a different vigorous momentum. The feeling of blood arises spontaneously, and the unrestrained spirit is excited and surging.


    "Qiang!" the man shook his knife and pointed to the sky. The knife was broad. It burst into the sky like a hurricane. The clouds burst and the world ran around. The man''s momentum was instantly tall, like an Optimus giant and the God of war in the demon world. He stood proudly in the sky and looked down on the world.


    "Roar!" the boundless army roared in unison, crazy and crazy, and the sound tide rolled endlessly, as if to lift the sky.


    Qin Ming stood on the commanding platform, feeling the overwhelming power of killing, and his heart could not stop shaking.


    "Line up! Fight!" the man shouted and raised his knife to fight.


    "War! War! War!" three roars, loud and loud, startled into the sky. The boundless army turned around with huge strides, carrying a knife and halberd. The army ran from front to back, like a surging torrent, stirring the earth. They are iron and blood divisions, and they will go all the way!


    Qin Ming was immersed in the world of sabre, where there was no inheritance, no martial arts, only the shocking momentum, only the passion to ignite blood, and only the indomitable hegemony. He was obsessed with it and crazy about it. He gradually immersed himself in the world of Badao and integrated into the feast of war.


    He incarnated as a small soldier among thousands of soldiers, killed on the battlefield and grew up in blood and fire.


    He bravely killed the enemy, promoted the captain, commanded a hundred people and ran in the vanguard.


    He chopped with a machete, one by one, and continued to kill.


    He practiced the speed of the knife, realized the meaning of the knife, and precipitated the posture of the knife.


    The so-called saber hundred cuts means that it is as complex as simple, and the road is invisible. The saber is cut continuously. It is done at one go, layers by layers, and the saber is more prosperous. Ten saber continuous cuts are the first day of the saber, and twenty continuous cuts are the second day. The more difficult it is in the future. Hundred saber continuous cuts are more difficult than climbing to the sky, which requires more understanding and more complex skills.


    Even the former owner of this Dao spent his whole life practicing "hundred cuts", but unfortunately he stopped at jiuchongtian. It is difficult to refine even one knife.


    In the courtyard, Qin Ming forgot time and himself. With the blending of consciousness and Dao body, he kept chopping and dancing with his sword. For a long time, he doesn''t blindly pursue martial arts exercises like other martial artists. He pays more attention to physical exercise and melee fighting, so it''s much easier to cultivate overlord Dao.


    The surging vitality of golden blood can not only keep Qin Ming energetic at all times, but also solve the high-intensity load on his arms caused by continuous knife waving.


    The super strong physique and explosive power of nearly 50000 kg also make the wielding saber more powerful.


    For six days, there was a lot of noise outside. More and more people gathered on Liuli island to inquire about the situation of the day and verify the authenticity of the famine God Trident.


    The sea area was even more sensational. When the news spread back to the reincarnation sea area, from the witch hall, down to the affiliated forces, and then to the solitary hidden strong, they were shocked.


    The ancient sea relic, the famine God Trident, finally appeared after five years, and has integrated an instrument spirit.


    The temptation of this news is a long drought and rain for those who are struggling to find sacred objects. They all act at the first time and strive to win the trident of the famine God before the news startles the ancient sea!


    The vast and boundless ancient sea doomed the speed of news dissemination to be very slow. It will take them at least a few months to attract the overlords there after disturbing the ancient sea. This is their only advantage and opportunity. Therefore, including the witch temple, they have made every effort to search and hunt down.


    "Zhiya." the gate of the courtyard was slowly pushed open. A soft girl stood outside the door and smiled: "little brother, it turned out that you''re hiding here. It''s hard for people to find you."


    It''s yun''er in the daughter''s pavilion, wearing a dark purple cloak, covering the exquisite and undulating sexy body. Her lips are ruddy and charming, the shell teeth exposed in her smile are as white as jade, and her charming eyes under her long eyelashes have irresistible charm. Maybe it''s because she has been in the environment of the daughter''s Pavilion all the year round. She is obsequious and has a somewhat provocative taste in her eyebrows. People who are not firm in mind may sink when they look at her.


    Qin Ming withdrew his consciousness from the saber, and his eyes gradually returned to Qingming. However, the "war and fighting" for six days and five nights made him exude a strong sense of killing, and his eyes looked ferocious. "There''s no one you''re looking for here. Please go back."


    "Little brother, do you hate our Hualou women so much? Do you dislike us being dirty, or do you think we are cheap?" yun''er pursed her mouth slightly and wanted to cry.


    Qin Ming would not be confused by her appearance and frowned: "how did you find here?"


    Yun''er''s charming face walked into the yard with a smile: "the daughter pavilion has existed on Liuli island for hundreds of years, and there is still some foundation."


    Yun''er really didn''t expect that he would stay on Liuli island. The matter of the king of nine prisons was noisy. As the king of the heavenly king hall, he should leave in order to avoid being caught by the witch hall or attacked by villains. It''s still the wise leader. I''m sure he''s still somewhere on the island.


    Qin Ming accepted the sword: "if you have something to say, don''t send it if you have nothing to do."


    "Do you have to be so cold? People don''t come to harm you. You avoid me and avoid me so much that you don''t even dare to look at others'' eyes. Are you afraid that I will fall in love with you and rely on you and can''t get rid of it in the future?" yun''er''s playful smile has unlimited temptation. The moving faces are extremely charming and delicate, as delicate as curd fat, and seem to be dripping water.