Chapter 1520

When Li Jin said these two words, he moved. He pulled the knife.

It's strange that this sword is not heavy, but in Li Jin's hands, it seems to have great weight. He walks very slowly, and even staggers forward like someone who has been seriously injured.

This is really an ordinary Dao. I don't know which industrial assembly line it is produced in.

But this Dao is lucky. It has killed countless experts all the way, and some of them are even regarded as celestial immortals.

Now, this knife is going to accompany Li Jin to kill the man who is known as the servant of God.

But in the face of such Li Jin, the Pope's face was very dignified, and he didn't mean to despise him at all.

In his eyes, Li Jin's pace was far more terrible than his, because he came and concentrated all his strength on himself. He didn't waste any strength at all.

Such a terrible cohesive force, if it comes to the end, what a terrible blow it will be. As long as a normal person knows this truth.

Li Jin walked slowly, but his face was very calm.

Step by step in the past, the distance between the two also began to draw closer under his step by step.

Just when they saw that there were only about 20 steps left, Li Jin seemed to have been imprisoned for a long time. Suddenly, he broke free and speeded up his pace. All of a sudden, he came to the Pope and cut the knife at him.

The Pope raised his scepter, and when the two intersected, Li Jin's figure flew back, and the Pope was beaten back several steps by the knife, and then he stood firm.

Without waiting for him to breathe, Li Jin's second knife came again.

Far east, in Meihe village.

After teaching, the idle old man was sitting on a stone in a stream below Wushan. He seemed to have heard the crash and looked back to the West.

"I know what you mean. You mean to be a mortal, and you don't want to use any magic weapon. So even if the folding knife is rotten, you will take it with you and don't seek any magic weapon. But in terms of combat power, the magic weapon is a magic weapon after all. It must be much more powerful than ordinary fantie. So it's not inappropriate for you to make this choice personally, but it's really a disadvantage in terms of combat power. "

The old man looked at the stream, where there was a knife lying in the stream, accepting the baptism of the stream.

This is a very common knife. You can see from the shape that there is not too much design. No matter it is streamline or handle, it is extremely simple.

Moreover, the whole body of the knife looks very ordinary, just like the color of the bottom of the pot. It looks a little dim.

"I've traveled a lot, met many people, and taught countless students. Scholars pay attention to travelling thousands of miles. I think it's enough for me. I go all over the place and see people. I always ask people for some ironware. Whether it's the old firewood knives from my hometown in the mountains, or the kitchen knives from the big families in the city, or the bottom of the pot used by the common people, I will not refuse them. Over the years, although he is a scholar, he has done the work of a blacksmith and refined this knife from thousands of pounds of scrap iron. "

"I'm not a famous craftsman, but a scholar in the world. Since ancient times, scholars have come out of the world of mortals and returned to the world of mortals. It's not what we scholars want to achieve. We only want a world of peace, a world of mortals. So what I'm refining is not iron, but the world of mortals. "

"In fact, you and I go the same way, but you don't live long enough, so you don't think so much. I have no chance to use this weapon again. It will always be yours in the future. Scholars, after all, have nothing to do with their hands. They look decent. Although this Dao has not been refined yet, it has some momentum. In the future, it's a Dao that will cut the sky. It's better to give it to you first. Otherwise, if it's suddenly given to you one day, you won't use it, and I'll be embarrassed. "

When the old man said this, he suddenly began to laugh, especially when he looked at the knife lying quietly in the stream.

But at this time, he stood up, patted the dust on his body, and then looked at his feet. It turned out that he was still barefoot. Obviously, he had been in the water just now and had not worn his shoes.

He took the shoes that had been lying quietly on the stone, patted the ants on them, and then put them on gently.

It's a pair of simple cloth shoes. It may even be sewn by hand.

Although it looks a little old, the workmanship is very fine. Up to now, there has been no line collapse.

After all, the Pope just made it into a weapon, but he sighed that it was the first weapon to wear. After three Dao, you can get up and look for him. After four Dao, he will break the Dao. Although not to die in the hands of the other side, but it is inevitable to be in a hurry

The knife seemed to understand the old man's words, lying on the bottom of the stream, it made a clear sound.

The old man laughed, and his face, which had experienced a lot of wind and frost, seemed to be younger for a moment.He relaxed his arm and looked at the green mountain in front of him, with a trance.

"I see how charming Castle Peak is. I expect Castle Peak to see me like this. Now the Castle Peak is still there, but you are no longer there. Green mountains do not change, green water flows, I kongshang also in, but you are not. White hair hanging three thousand feet, a smile on everything in the world. It's so busy. Why bother to come here? "

The old man murmured something that others didn't understand. Finally, he took his eyes back from the green hill and walked out slowly.

At this time, it was the time for Li Jin to chop the third knife.

In front of the two knives, both of them were forced to touch each other. Both of them just stepped back and didn't mean to dodge at all.

The third chop is still above the scepter.

The sparks are flying, and the scepter is still intact.

But Li Jin felt the folding knife wailing in his hand.

He felt that he was not reconciled. From the very beginning, he chose an ordinary Dao as his weapon. In fact, it was just in response to that saying that Dao is like a man.

"What about mortals? What about iron? " Li Jin stopped, pointed the tip of the knife and took a deep breath, "I don't believe it. I can't deal with you today!"

White light, the fourth knife!

The Pope is still looking at Li Jin with no expression on his face. If you like, My scepter will be as stable as a mountain!

When the sound!

The fourth knife finally fell, the light curtain fell!

Then there was a wave of light, and Li Jin's folding knife split into two in an instant.

It can no longer bear such a great power!

"Those who blaspheme God shall die!" When the Pope came out of the light, the scepter in his hand suddenly appeared and hit Li Jin on the chest.

But when the third knife was wielded, a knife suddenly flew from the stream in Meihe village.

It goes from east to west and never moves forward.