Chapter 913

"Flying knife breaking big knife, is she dreaming?"

"Ha ha ha, Chu Ling's Ghost Head sword is a magic weapon. Can it be broken by a small concealed weapon?"

"Chu Ling's Sabre skill is so exquisite that he can't even splash water. In the past, someone once splashed water on him, but his clothes didn't even touch the water star. The water can't be poured in, let alone the Throwing Knife

Seeing that Nie Qingwu actually touched out a flying knife, a burst of laughter immediately rang out from the field.

But originally the mind is highly nervous instructor Wei, seeing this also can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and returned to the picture of winning in hand.

"Ha ha, you really have an idea to play dagger in front of me!" Chu Ling also looked up and laughed, pointing at Nie Qingwu with the tip of his knife and said, "come on, as long as you can hurt my hair with a flying knife, I'll even if you lose!"

"You said it, but don't go back on it!"

Nie Qingwu sneered and lifted his hand to throw the throwing knife out.

Chu Ling disdained to shake the sword flower, trying to block Nie Qingwu's throwing knife with the ghost head knife in his hand, and twisted the flying knife into pieces with the blade, so that Nie Qingwu could know what the magic weapon was.

Jingling!

A moment later, a sound of gold and iron hitting each other sounded on the challenge arena. Everyone's eyes widened and they were waiting to see the scene of the throwing knife being broken into pieces by the ghost head knife and falling all over the ground.

"Ah

But at this time, Chu Ling's howl came from the challenge arena, and then, a ping-pong sound of heavy objects landing on the ground sounded.

"How could that be possible? How could this happen? "

Sweeping towards the challenge arena, all the people couldn't help but cry out.

At this moment, in Chu Ling's shoulder socket, there is a flying knife, which is bubbling blood.

That's enough. Chu Lingzhen's ghost head knife, which is the most precious treasure, is now broken into ten pieces, scattered all over the ground. The sharp blade, however, has become jagged and pitted at the moment.

It's broken!

Since this guy has the Earth Spirit elixir and the spirit stone, how can he not have the magic weapon!

With a heavy heart, Mr. Wei finally understood what was wrong with him.

But to his surprise, Chu Ling's ghost head knife he had personally examined, very good, absolutely worthy of the word "Shenbing". But now how can be a small flying knife, make such a appearance?

And how was this Throwing Knife refined? How could it be so sharp as to be so unpredictable?

"Bitch, you've ruined my sword!" In the sound of pain, Chu Ling also noticed that his hand was light and fluttering. When he looked down, he found that there was only a handle left in his hand. After the blade had been broken, he gritted his teeth and roared.

"You said, as long as I can hurt you, you lose!" Nie Qingwu frowned and said in a cold voice, "just now I thought you and I were classmates, avoiding the position of your heart. You don't have to fight meaninglessly."

"Bitch, die!"

However, Chu Ling, as if he had not heard her words, rushed to Nie Qingwu and prepared to take revenge for the destruction of the sword by all means.

"Now I finally understand why Ye Feng always says that some people just like to find their own sufferings!"

After Nie Qingwu shook his head, his wrist shook. The flying knife that was inserted in Chu Ling's shoulder socket flew out of his head, and then hovered in front of his throat. The blade cut through the skin, and the cold and painful touch made Chu Ling feel that his life was just around the corner.

"Flying knife hovering, what is this means? God, is this the legendary imperial weapon? Isn't it innate? "

"No, it's absolutely impossible! She just broke through the level, how can there be innate means? "

"I can't believe it. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe there was such a thing in the world!"

The appearance of this scene made the crowd under the challenge arena boiling. All the people were staring at the Throwing Knife, and they didn't understand why it had the ability to fly out of the enemy's body and hang it in front of the neck.

Such means, no matter how you look at it, seems that Nie Qingwu at the prefecture level should not have it.

"Master! You even gave her a magic weapon

At the same time, Wei jiaoguan could not stand any longer. He stood up with his eyes fixed on the throwing knife.

The rest of the audience didn't know why the throwing knife was so special. However, as a man in the middle of heaven level, how could he not know that there was a kind of god soldier who recognized the Lord, which was not only sharper, but also connected with the master's blood and heart.

With such weapons, you can have the ability to kill enemies without breaking through the inborn.

When he heard such a statement, he thought that someone was making it up on purpose. There could be no such magic weapon in the world. But who could have imagined it? Today, he actually witnessed a god soldier who recognized the Lord.

Old Xu also turned his head to look at Ye Feng, his eyes blazing. At this moment, he finally understood why Ye Feng was so interested in the things in the secret library that day. It was not that he was elegant, but the boy had too high vision.For ordinary people, the things in the secret storehouse may be really good things, but for Ye Feng, they are just ordinary goods in rotten streets, and they are not worth seeing at all.

The scene is silent, all people are staring at the flying knife, constantly rubbing their eyes.

No one can believe that this scene is true, and no one has ever thought that Chu Ling, who has won the championship for two years in a row, will fail, and he is defeated by Nie Qingwu. But the bloody reality is placed in front of them, so that they can not question.

"Admit defeat, kill you or not, only in my mind!"

Nie Qingwu looked at Chu Ling indifferently and exclaimed in a cold voice.

It's not that she doesn't want to kill Chu Ling. She just thinks that if she kills this guy, the other party's blood will dirty the throwing knife that Ye Feng gave her.

"I give up!"

After a long time, Chu Ling showed a helpless smile on her face and jumped down from the arena.

The God soldiers who recognize the LORD have appeared. What can be compared with this? He can't accept it, because there is only one way to die.

"Ye Feng..."

Old Xu looked at Ye Feng eagerly, his eyes shining.

He is very clear, if we can let these students in the field get such magic weapons, their combat power will be greatly improved.

Mr. Xu is staring at himself. He always wants to get things done from himself. Ye Feng sighs and shakes his head and says, "this handle is given to Qingwu. You want to ask her to..."

Old Xu sighed deeply and regretted the loss of such an opportunity.

That lost look, see Ye Feng some can't bear, want to give the old man two.

But after a little thought, he held back the thought.

You need to learn to be a man before you have power. A good weapon in a good man's hand will do a lot of things that people admire; but if it falls into the hands of the wicked, it will be a truly fierce soldier!

These students don't deserve to have such weapons!