Chapter 971 The Knife of Divine Punishment

The muscles and veins swelled, the energy exploded, and the surging energy couldn't be vented. However, it couldn't be vented, and it got worse and kept flowing! It was unclear whether the huge power pouring into Lin Qian's soul from the Drinking Hate Knife came to attack him or to defect to him.

, he only remembered the thrilling pleasure of sharp burning and burning, which once again led him to an unconscious state of slaughter and bloodthirsty.

His thoughts were messy and spinning at an accelerated speed. There was only blood flying in front of his eyes. There were only cracks in his ears. In his heart, there was only the word "kill". How could he still recognize the tea man as a tea man? How could he forget Yin'er?

It's Yin'er...

Fortunately, Ling Dajie had punched Lin Qian before, causing him to suffer internal injuries while being possessed. He suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground. If he had been delayed even a moment longer, the consequences would have been disastrous!

"Shengnan!" Yin'er was shocked, not only because of the extremely terrifying look in his eyes just now, but also because he fell to the ground at this moment. Regardless of the danger, he stepped forward and half-knelt beside Lin Qian. Yin'er hurriedly held his face.

, very distressed.

"You don't want your life..." Lin Qian was half-conscious, her face appeared in his eyes, and he finally regained some consciousness.

"What, what's going on?!" Yin'er looked at the tea man with tears on his face, "Senior tea man, please save him!"

"Exactly the same as he was back then..." The tea man looked a little surprised, and without further delay, he stepped forward to take his pulse.

"Who?" Yin'er's voice trembled. Lin Qian noticed that she was afraid and immediately went to grab her hand, but unfortunately he was unable to do so.

"Drinking Hate Dao Tan Xuan." said the tea man.

Tan Xuan, this name is well known to everyone. After the Song Dynasty moved south, he was the first owner of the Drinking Hate Knife. However, he died in a dispute between Jianghu at a young age and failed to derive the meaning of the Drinking Hate Knife like his disciple Lin Chujiang did.

To join the fight against gold, although he really wanted to.

Tan Xuan's death can be described as spectacular: he was chopped into a pulp in a group fight with one against a thousand, and all his enemies also died in that battle. Unlike Lin Chujiang, who died at the hands of his junior brother Liu Jun

Under the conspiracy of Lin Chujiang, Lin Chujiang did not die because of his obsession, but Tan Xuan definitely did.

After that battle, no one survived. The only intact thing on the battlefield was the Drinking Hate Knife. Lin Chujiang was a step late and failed to stop him. He watched his master die tragically. Maybe Tan Xuan himself didn't want to live anymore...

"That year, when I was not in the weak position, I saw with my own eyes that Tan Xuan was just like him. Later, I heard from time to time that Lin Chujiang was possessed by demons. Perhaps this is an indispensable disaster for every generation of Hate-Drinking Knife masters.

"The tea man said.

"He did fall into the devil before...but that was a long, long time ago." Yin'er choked up when recalling, "That was several years ago, when he was fighting against Jin Bei in the Demon Sect. Later,

After a long period of practice, he has clearly mastered the control of the Hatred Sword... Last year in Bailu, even when dealing with off-road difficulties, he was not possessed..."

"Miss Feng, you should understand that that is all in the past. A few years ago, he was still facing the top ten in Jinbei; and with his current level, it will not be as difficult as last year when he goes to Bailu to face cross-country.

"The tea man put down Lin Qian's hand, "As his level continues to improve, the opponents he encounters will gradually become stronger. Each stage of martial arts has its 'speed', and each level of jump requires running in and readjusting.

and control.”

Yin'er recalled the Allied masters who besieged Lin Qian on the cliff shortly after Jinbei's top ten, and suddenly understood that the Yinhen Dao had crossed a whole span; and last year, Lin Qian encountered the cross-country Golden Dao, which was called a natural enemy. In that Bailu battle, he obviously went through another level of promotion - "So, the two people from the Master Hall last night?"

"Yes. Under normal circumstances, it should be difficult for him to draw with the Master Hall. Therefore, in last night's battle, he must have performed exceptionally, let alone two people from the Master Hall? In other words, he has to perform two levels of extraordinary performance in a row." The tea man nodded. , "The various signs before Tan Xuan's death made me realize a point at that time: Although the Drinking Hate Knife can be activated under adversity, it is basically a forceful move to self-destruction. It may not be harmful at the time, but it will definitely be destroyed afterwards. harm--

Once you choose to explode, you are borrowing the sword to control the combat power that is several times your own. If you cannot control it after borrowing it, you may not be able to hold the sword stably and run away; and if you can control it after borrowing it, It is impossible for the owner to return it. This is also the reason why the master of the Drinking Hate Knife becomes stronger as he fights more. Lin Qian has obviously been able to control it for a long time. As you said, a few years ago or even earlier, he would have used the Drinking Hate Knife. The combat power of the sword is your own, but if you borrow too much at once, and it exceeds that level and cannot be transformed into your own immediately, then you will be obsessed like now... When you are obsessed, you may kill out of control to relieve the pain. , or try your best not to kill, otherwise your fighting power will backfire."

Any fact has theoretical support. Yin'er listened to the tea man's explanation in more detail than anyone else, and knew that it was indeed very appropriate. If the four people from Jinbei were the first-class demonic test, the eight people from the cliff or the cross-country golden knife were the second and third-class people. Third level, then anyone in the master hall, or more than five people from the Twelve Souls, is the fourth level test. However, the two fights last night seemed to skip this level and go directly to the two master halls. Lin Qian had one level of outburst or could still control it, two levels in a row was definitely... But at that time, he wanted to come back to save her and the tea man, and to go back to protect the rebels. How could he have noticed that! He was so obsessed. , is almost certain. And with his personality, how can he be able to kill out of control...

"Then, is he like this now because of internal injuries or the backlash of his combat power?" Yin'er looked at the tea man expectantly. Before he finished asking, he suddenly felt a weight in his arms. Lin Qian couldn't hold him back and fainted. He died. Yin'er didn't expect it. She watched him lose consciousness and felt sad in her heart. She looked at his face anxiously and found that his expression was no longer as normal as a human's. In these years, he had never been injured so seriously. No matter how hard she tried to detect his breathing, he was still breathless! In panic, Yin'er asked sharply: "How to treat it?!"

The tea man only shook his head and said nothing.

"What do you mean? Didn't you just check his pulse!?" Yin'er's tone was almost fierce.

"His pulse is no different from death." The tea man said. Yin'er was shocked as if he heard a thunderbolt from the blue. He couldn't say a word. How could the tea man say the same thing as Fan Jing on the top of the saw wave? !

"Actually, when he brought you here yesterday, Zihe saw that something was wrong with him, so he sent him a summary of his treatment. I also gave him some circumstantial remarks. Basically, I told him that the war was indeed important, and there were many complicated characters, but not He can accomplish everything with great effort, and not every character can be calculated and mastered by him. The best attitude towards life is to be content with the situation and let nature take its course. Things such as life span, national destiny, the number of days, and non-manpower , the further you go in reverse, the more tired you will be." the tea man said.

"I ... are tired of listening, and I don't understand!" Yin'er wiped tears, said coldly, not looking up.

"Girl Feng, he must be repaid by the plunder of the hate knife, no matter what the way he ..." Cha Weng was stunned, and he continued.

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"No, he is not tired, he likes it very much, even if he disturb himself, even if he goes against the sky, he likes it! I like it, I accompany him."

Tiring him ... "

"But he has a strong will, and he can't stand it. He may be able to survive it. Everything depends on him to make himself. There is no medical skills to save him." Chaweng helped Lin Yan up. "

I am afraid that it is condemn. Destiny is hard to violate ... "

"Don't listen to you! You are not a high -man, you are a splashing cold water!" Yin'er heard the condemnation change and glared at him. At this time, Yinzi came back with Shui Chilian with Shui Chilian.

For a while: "Hey, what's wrong with him?"

Yin'er hated that water red training, and took a immediately when he stood up and took a picture: "It's not good to blame you!" Shui Chilian, who was still in the arms of Yinzi, was a dozen witch, stabbing

Running again ...

Yin'er, a unreasonable guy. She hit water and practice for Lin Yan. She felt that Shui Chilian fell down Lin Yan; but she ran away Shui Chilian, not to add her poor husband.

One thing, continue to find water red training?!

After the dawn, Lin Xun woke up, and it was not advisable to leave the tea weng and Yinzi to leave. After knowing that the ins and outs, he was too lazy to scold Yin'er again, but laughed with a red face.

Nothing, listening to his laughter, knowing that he would not die, so he unknowingly put on his arm and tightly, let alone.

Originally, I was separated from Chang Yinzi, and where would it be lost in the hands of Shui Chilian? Lin Yan promised to say that giving him time, he must be able to retrieve Shui Chilian, Chang Weng and Yinzi for a while.

Living in Sun Bangzuo's stronghold waiting for the news. Cha Weng nodded, but still calmly.

"Imagine that the bad uncle was scared away on the day of Shui Chilian. She poured it well and took it away!" Yinzi stretched her sleeves and wiped her tears, staring at Yin, all the way.

Well, her nature is even worse. Yin'er continues to bow her head with a red face.

Tea Weng secretly called Lin Yan's secret, changing ordinary people, this pulse has been lived shortly, but Lin Yan, although this pulse has not changed, but there is no worry about life.

After the danger, at this moment, the power of the combat power is exhausted. Although the surface is calm and quiet, it must have been burning in the inside, and it is consumed.

The most difficult thing in the world is to restrain the killing of killing with its own will and spiritual power. But the more difficult the road, as long as he walks, he can be stronger.

Tea Weng said that Yin'er can live in a few months unless there is a miracle, Cha Weng said that Lin Yan is not far from death by condemning the destiny, but it is so unfortunate — Lin Yisheng came to his destiny.

It has always been a miracle. Over the years, life and death have always been faced together.

"He is as stubborn as the two, refuses to listen to it, and want to rewrite his life." Cha Weng saw each other and walked with each other. There was a gentle color in his eyes.
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