Han Yiming was honest by nature and never lied, so he would say: "He gave it to me." Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word. He clearly had something to say in his heart, but he couldn't. He stopped.

He paused and answered again, but still couldn't speak. These people were waiting for him to answer. He opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word. Han Yiming was very surprised, and suddenly he realized that the young man had said to him "About

I can't say or write a single word." He suddenly understood and thought to himself, "In that case, I won't say anything." He sighed and said, "Give me my sword back."

Several people waited for him for a while, but did not see his answer. They looked at the wooden sword again and ignored his request for the wooden sword. The person holding the wooden sword turned the wooden sword over in his hand, looked at it again and again, shook his head and said: "

It turns out to be a mahogany sword." Another fat man said: "No wonder I was able to kill him, but there is something fishy about this mahogany wood. Let me take a look." The man before handed the wooden sword to the hand of the man who spoke later and said:

"Brother Huang Songtao, take a closer look."

Huang Songtao took the wooden sword, looked at it carefully, and said: "It is a purple peach wood sword." He gently stroked the sword body with his hand, from the sword grid to the sword tip, shook his head and said, "Compared to other peach wood swords."

The sword is nothing special. Purple peach wood has the effect of destroying demons, so this sword should also have the ability to destroy demons. But, how can this sword alone kill him?" As he said that, he glanced at the body of the young man on the ground.

.Turn to ask Han Yiming: "How did you kill him?"

Han Yiming knew that he could not speak, so he did not answer. He just looked down at the young man on the ground. Huang Songtao waited for a while, but when he saw that he did not answer, he asked: "Why don't you speak?" Han Yiming didn't respond, and just stared at the young man in a daze.

Someone next to him said: "Song Tao, don't ask anymore. Look at his face turning around just now. He was very frightened."

Huang Songtao looked at Han Yiming up and down for a while. His eyes were so aggressive that Han Yiming couldn't help but flinch. Huang Songtao shook his head again and said: "I just don't understand that a person like him who has no aura can kill Demon Star."

?We, the whole bunch, are all considered useless." Several people around him shook their heads and sighed, as if they had missed a golden opportunity, which made Han Yiming even more confused. They sighed for a while, and Jingxuan said: "We are far away.

We saw his traces, and they were so shocking, but we caught up with him and everything was over. It was a pity. However, he has always been cautious, and we have been going around with him for two months. This guy is extremely cunning, and he can hardly

There are clues left. Every time we miss him, it's only by a hair's breadth. We clearly expect him to be captured, but we always let him escape, which is very annoying. Why did we make such a big noise this time? Could it be?

Have you encountered a strong enemy?" He said and looked around.

The man who had previously held the mahogany sword stretched out his hand to take the purple mahogany sword from Huang Songtao's hand and said: "You must know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. He is just a demon star now, and he is not invincible. All things have life and death.

It is certain that when he has exhausted his magic power, he will be no different from ordinary people. Whoever he kills is his fate, so why should we make a fuss." Everyone nodded in agreement.

When Han Yiming heard them talking about "Magic Star", he couldn't help thinking: "What is Magic Star? Is this boy a Magic Star?" Only one person heard one person sigh: "We have been chasing him all this time, even though we have spent so much time and effort, we haven't gained anything yet.

, It's really..." He couldn't hide his disappointment on his face, shook his head, and said to the man holding the mahogany sword: "Brother Jiang Yuzi, show me the wooden sword, how about it?"

Jiang Yuzi glanced at him coldly and said: "Of all the peach wood swords in the world, there is none better than your black peach wood sword, Brother Pingbo. What else is there to see?" They didn't like Han Yiming at all.

Han Yiming could only stand aside while he was talking. If the sword that the young man had handed over to him was not in the hands of these people, he would have walked away long ago.

Hearing what Jiang Yuzi said, Han Yiming couldn't help but glance at Taoist Pingbo. He saw a sword on his back. In fact, everyone in front of him was wearing Taoist robes and carrying long swords on his back. But they appeared suddenly, and Han Yiming was

When I was in a state of despair, I never noticed this. I looked at Taoist Pingbo's back and saw that he also had a wooden sword on his back. It was dark in color and had no scabbard.

Taoist Pingbo smiled and said: "What did Taoist brother Jiang Yuzi say? With this black peach wood sword, can't I look at other weapons?" He said and took the wooden sword in Jiang Yuzi's hand.

Taking it in his hand, Jiang Yuzi frowned, but said nothing. Taoist Pingbo looked at it carefully, then touched the sword for a while, frowned, and said: "I really can't see any mystery.

After that, I will give this sword to my little brother." He said and put the purple mahogany sword into his wide sleeves.

Han Yiming was anxious and said: "That's my sword! You, give it back to me." As soon as he spoke, Jiang Yuzi also said: "Brother Pingbo, if you look at it, you are too overbearing.

Well, after reading it, it will be yours. If you think so, it should be based on first come, first served. Whoever sees this sword first here should own this sword."

Taoist Pingbo laughed twice and said: "If it is a sword that can subdue monsters and slay demons, I will naturally not compete with you Taoist brothers. But this sword is really ordinary. It has neither been cast with talismans nor has any

There are such things everywhere with the slightest bit of spiritual power. I dare to ask you Tao brothers for it. Why don't you give me this face?" Han Yiming said anxiously: "That's my sword, give it back to me."

Taoist Pingbo didn't even look at Han Yiming. He just said to the crowd: "I have been running around with my disciples for these years, but I can't let my disciples get any benefits at all? You have all had benefits, why do you drink this cup?"

Why don't you share the soup with me?" As soon as he finished speaking, another person sneered: "Brother Pingbo, don't I, Chen Rufeng, get any benefits? Every time I kill the demon star, I, Chen Rufeng, do not miss it.

I don't have the strength to run around and work as hard as you. I haven't benefited at all, right? I have neither accepted demon-slaying disciples, nor can I get the sword you mentioned to subdue demons and slay demons. Since this sword is nothing

Why don't you give it to me? I'll take it back and explain it to the disciples who have worked hard for many days." After saying that, he extended his palm to Taoist Pingbo and spread it out.
Chapter completed!