Yibufang was stabbed by more than ten poisonous needles, but he didn't care about the poisonous needle at all. He looked at the cut right hand, turned around and looked at Kong Ling. The sickle foot and Buer came over to surround Kong Ling.

Cai Kuang smiled in surprise and said, "It's worthy of being Kong Ling. I can even force it out like this when I was stabbed by my poisonous needle. But even if the poisonous needle comes out and the poison invades your body, you will soon be poisonous. Then you can only surrender, haha."

The four people joined forces to make up for their own shortcomings. Kong Ling's strength at this moment could not defeat them, and the toxicity was slowly spreading. Even if it was suppressed by magic energy, it could not continue to fight. Kong Ling glanced at the four people and suddenly turned around, using the Nine Flashes of the Divine Martial Arts, and the man quickly disappeared into the night.

The four-man attack can defeat Kong Ling, but it is completely impossible to catch up with him. They lost Kong Ling's trace just after chasing a few steps.

"It's so fast. No matter who we meet, he will die." The Scythe's sardine said with a little palpitation.

"He doesn't live long, no one can relieve my poison. Running so fast will only make the poison attack faster, hum." Caiqiu sneered.

The next morning, Kong Ling hid in a dead tree hole in the forest, and the Yijin meridian was working with all his strength. Sweat all over his body, and many meridians in his body were raised and black. When he concentrated the toxins in his body on the wounds on his shoulders and stomach, he cut his skin with his nails, and the black poisonous blood was immediately ejaculated.

When the outflowed blood turned red, he sealed the path around the wound to stop bleeding. After the poison was forced out of his body, Kong Ling's face quickly improved.

"I thought I could succeed in the previous dimension world, and it turned out that the difficulty could be changed. If I gather ten swords in advance, I will fight you."

After a little cultivation, Kong Ling drilled out of the hole and walked towards Kyoto. This time he was much more careful and knew that Shishiyu had eyeliners everywhere, so he walked towards Kyoto at full speed without passing through any villages and towns.

Two days later, Kong Ling did not go to the city first after arriving in Kyoto, but directly asked the surrounding villagers about the residence of Qingkong, Shin-i. He mainly made some iron farm tools such as kitchen knives. The surrounding villagers knew him, and Kong Ling quickly found his residence.

But when he came here, he saw that the emptied house of Ai was no longer there, and the body of the baby and the man was lying in the house. In a custard room behind the house, he saw the body of a woman with naked clothes stripped away.

Kong Ling walked into the warehousing room and saw that everything had been turned over here. A box storing a knife on the ground had been opened, and the reverse blade knife inside had been taken away.

He saw that the woman's body had not dried up, which means that the time was not long.

"Dao Shunzhang, although the plot and the character's strength can be changed, the character's personality will not change. You should also like my village, right?" Kong Ling stood up and left after showing a smile.

Half a day later, news came out of the Shiratsuyama Shrine that a peerless sword was dug out under the statue of the shrine. It was said that it was the demon sword Masashi Murata that was back then.

The news soon came out. The sword that was holding the reverse blade sword, Zhendao Zhang, was complaining on his face. The peerless sword he got from killing their family turned out to be such a weird sword. The blade was facing him, which made him very unhappy and he kept scolding him all the way.

"Have you heard that the Shiratsuyama Shrine dug out the Muramama Demon Sword. I heard that it was created by the first generation."

"It's true or false. The Muramasaki Sword was not banned by Tokugawa Ieyasu during the Shogunate period. It has disappeared for many years."

"It's true. Several people have seen it. I heard that the people there are going to reseal the knife and bury it underground."

Along the way, Dao Shouzhang heard this news. He smiled with surprise: "Masashi Yao Dao Village! If it is true, that's really great. Only I am qualified to own this knife, haha."

He immediately accelerated toward the White Mountain Shrine, which was close to the White Mountain Shrine. In order to get the knife before those people hid, he accelerated and ran over.

As soon as I arrived here, I saw a middle-aged monk sitting inside chanting scriptures. There was a knife box in front of me. It looked new. Several people around me looked around, muttering about the legend of this knife.

Dao Shouzhang pushed the crowd away with excitement, pulled out the knife behind him and pointed it at the monk and shouted: "This knife is my uncle, I don't want to die and hand it over it."

"This knife is too violent and will bring bad luck to people. I am about to use Buddhism to seal it again after the statue is repaired and will never appear in the world." The monk said with a bitter expression.

"Oh! That means this is true, the village is in the village. The rumors of these villagers are true. It's really good luck, haha." Dao Shouzhang strode towards the divine case and reached out to get it.

The monk immediately stopped him and said, "Please..."

The monk just said a word, and Knife Shou Zhang slashed his head with one knife. The blade cut off his head, and blood was sprinkled on the knife box behind him. The monk's body fell down. When the people outside the shrine saw the panic scream, they turned around and ran away, shouting, "Murder!"

Dao Shouzhang picked up the knife box and opened it. When he opened it, he felt a terrible murderous intent coming from the knife. The moment he grabbed the scabbard, countless screams before death came from his brain. He showed a shocked look and held the knife and smiled excitedly: "What a murderous intent this is, this is the real demon sword Masaru, haha."

Just when he was excited to see the knife, one of the people who should have escaped suddenly looked up at the door, revealing the scarlet Sharingan, using the Nine Flashes of the Divine Martial Arts, and two figures appeared next to Dao Shouzhang in the blink of an eye.

Dao Shou Zhang Zheng was induced by the murderous thought of demon Dao Cang Zheng. When he felt someone rushing in from his side, he immediately pulled out the Kuang Zheng sword. At the moment of turning around, Kong Ling hit the hilt with one hand with his clone and pushed the half-pulled blade back into the sheath.

The eighteen palms of the dragon subduing were shot with all their strength. The sword Shouzhang, who was skilled in sword skills, did not pull out the blade. He could not compare with Kong Ling's skills, and was also attacked by sneak attacks. He was hit on the side and under the armpit with his palms, and there was only a click sound.

The ribs under his armpits were broken, his side face was deformed, and the man flew backwards and hit the statue, cracking the lower half of the statue. His head just hit the knee of the statue, and his head was smashed on the spot.

Dao Shouzhang didn't expect that he would die as soon as he met the Demon Dao Village Masahiro, and blood was sprayed on the scabbard, and the blood was slowly absorbed and disappeared by the knife.

Kong Ling picked up the demon sword village on the ground and said, "It tastes good. Eight of the ten swords are strong people. I will let you taste their blood."

It was already night now, and the Demon Sword Village seemed to be responding to Kong Ling's words, emitting a scarlet sword light, but the light only flashed and disappeared.
Chapter completed!