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Volume 4: Demonic Valley Linggu Chapter 261: The pig-killing knife is an evil knife

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    "What a magic sword? This is the real magic sword!" The short and stocky old man glared at Jiang Le unhappily and said.

    Jiang Le pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "I was wrong. The knife is a murder weapon. There is no distinction between good and evil. If you use it right, you will be good, and if you use it wrong, you will be evil. But I can't see through this old man's knife. It is originally  It is an ordinary iron product, but now it seems that something strange has happened and it has incredible abilities."

    "What incredible ability?" Several other old men asked curiously.

    Jiang Le picked up the butcher's knife and said seriously: "Just now I sensed the inside of this knife with my spiritual sense, but it directly swallowed my spiritual sense."

    "What? Can it be swallowed? This is not a magic knife." The fat old man exclaimed.

    "Old Cheng, if you keep saying that my family's ancestral weapon is the magic knife, I have no interest in you." The short, stocky old man said angrily to the fat old man.

    "Hey, tell me, why is it not a magic knife?" The fat old man was not afraid at all, but asked with a smile.

    The short and stocky old man said proudly: "You can kill 10,000 Japanese soldiers with this sword, so you have no right to call it a magic sword."

    "What?"

    Now everyone was dumbfounded.

    Everyone was full of praise for the previous weapons.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that they were mistaken. The most awesome thing here was actually a butcher¡¯s knife?

    Everyone looked at the short and sturdy old man in surprise, waiting for his explanation.

    The short and stocky old man was not polite and said directly: "My ancestors have always been butchers. Everyone knows this. When the Japanese army invaded China, the town where my ancestors lived was occupied by a regiment of the Japanese army. Everything was destroyed.  My family was no exception. According to my father, three big fat pigs happened to be in the house at that time, and they were snatched for food by the Japanese army.  Entering the Japanese camp, the entire regiment was killed within a quarter of an hour.¡±

    "Let me go, Lao Yang, you are bragging and don't make drafts. You are holding a butcher's knife. In a quarter of an hour, you killed more than 3,000 people in a Japanese regiment. Even your family is not so fast.  Right?" The fat old man didn't believe it.

    The short and stocky old man saw that their family¡¯s past was actually treated as a joke.  He glared angrily and said, "Then let me show you the power of this butcher knife."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the short and stocky old man reached out and grabbed the butcher's knife and recited a strange spell.

    The next moment, veins popped up on the short, stocky old man's body, and his face looked painful.  A powerful wave escaped from his body.  poured into the butcher's knife.

    ¡°Then the butcher¡¯s knife suddenly buzzed and trembled continuously.

    The group of people watching this scene were amazed.

    Jiang Le¡¯s expression changed drastically, and he shouted: ¡°Be careful.¡± After speaking, Jiang Le raised his hand, and a diamond talisman blessed his body.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    At this moment, the butcher's knife in the short and sturdy old man's hand suddenly broke away from the short and stocky old man's hand and shot directly at the fat old man.

    But at this time, Jiang Le's figure flashed and stood in front of the fat old man.

    Ding!

    The butcher's knife came with lightning.  Directly shot Jiang Le.

    A sound of gold and iron interlaced spread, and Jiang Le felt a pain in his chest.  Ignoring checking whether he was injured, he pinched the spell with both hands and clamped the butcher's knife.

    However, the butcher's knife seemed to have a soul at this moment, buzzing constantly, trying to break free from Jiang Le's control.

    "drink!"

    Jiang Le flipped his hands, then his mana flowed and exploded with all his strength, smashing the butcher's knife directly to the ground.

    boom!

    Amidst the muffled sound, the entire blade of the butcher knife sank into the ground.

    Then Jiang Le kept moving, and a calming charm hit the handle of the butcher knife.

    This time, the Butcher Knife calmed down.

    But at this time, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.

    The battle between Jiang Le and the Butcher's Knife was almost a flash of lightning. By the time they reacted, the Butcher's Knife had already been restrained by Jiang Le.

    At this time, the obese old man was also dripping with cold sweat and his body was shaking.

    The scene just now was too fast. If Jiang Le hadn't saved him, maybe he would have been killed like a pig by now, and he would have been heartbroken.

    After the fear came anger, he was just telling a joke, how dare this old guy kill him!  Is this still an old brother?

    Turning his head, the fat old man was about to scold him, but his expression suddenly changed.

    I saw that the face of the short and stocky old man suddenly turned three points older, his hair that was half black and half white suddenly turned completely white, his body was shaky, and his eyes were dim.

    "Lao Yang, are you okay?" The fat old man suddenly lost his anger and said,He asked nervously.

    The stocky old man was supported by his own security personnel and said bitterly: "I'm fine. I'm sorry, brother, I was reckless."

    How can it be okay when you look like this!

    The fat old man¡¯s lips moved, and a trace of guilt emerged in his heart.  He is a lively person who likes to joke, and he has never changed it since he was a child.

    But he didn¡¯t expect that his little teasing would almost kill two people.

    "It's me who should say I'm sorry. Alas, my old problem has killed people. I swear I will never joke again." The fat old man said with a serious face.

    The stocky old man grinned and said, "If you weren't joking, you wouldn't be Lao Cheng. I'm really fine, so you don't have to mind."

    The fat old man didn¡¯t believe it. He turned to look at Jiang Le and asked for the catalog.

    Not only him, but also several other old men looked over worriedly.

    We have long been accustomed to Lao Cheng¡¯s jokes after decades of friendship. If Lao Cheng occasionally makes jokes that you don¡¯t like to hear, just ignore them, but Lao Yang¡¯s sudden reaction caught everyone off guard.

    It seems that the butcher's knife has a very high status in Lao Yang's heart.

    After Jiang Le observed that the butcher's knife was indeed no longer moving around, he breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the short and stocky old man and said, "I'm telling you, Old Man Yang, even if Old Man Cheng is talking indiscriminately, you don't have to do this, right?  This sword is passed down in your family, and I am now certain that it is an evil sword, even more evil than the Japanese military sword that Old Man Bai suppressed. "

    "It's a magic sword." The short and stocky old man just said four words firmly.

    Jiang Le shook his head: "Old man Yang, let's not talk about its merits and demerits for the moment, let's talk about its essence. This is indeed an evil sword. The ability to devour is to rob others and strengthen oneself. This is the ability of evil magic, and it drives  It actually requires lifespan. This evil method, no matter how much contribution it makes, it is an evil sword. "

    The short, stocky old man remained silent.

    But Bai Yaowu and others were shocked.

    The fat old man was shocked and said: "Driven by life span? So Lao Yang just consumed his life span in that moment?"

    Jiang Le nodded: "At least one year of life has been lost, and the original source has been lost. If you don't take good care of yourself, your life span may be reduced even more."

    "How could this happen? Didn't I harm Lao Yang!" The fat old man was anxious, with regret in his eyes.

    "I'm really fine, just take a rest. Don't worry, Lao Cheng." The short and stocky old man said soothingly.

    The obese old man said bitterly: "It's all my fault. Brothers are so old and they don't have many years to live. I didn't expect that I actually caused you to lose your life. It's all my fault, blame me!"

    "Okay, no one expected what happened just now. Now is not the time to blame yourself. Daozhang Jiang, can you help Lao Yang recover from his lost life?" Bai Yaowu said in a deep voice.

    These words made the obese old man look at Jiang Le with a glimmer of hope.

    Jiang Le said: "The lost life span cannot be restored, but if Old Uncle Yang's body is properly recuperated, he can live a few more years."

    "I beg the Taoist Master to treat Lao Yang. I am willing to pay any price." The fat old man immediately bowed to Jiang Le and said.  (To be continued)
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