Chapter 741 – The Night is Coming
Borrowing [Divine Concealment]?
Furuhara Ryoki looked at Lin Qiye in front of him, and his expression suddenly became odd.
Are you alright?
What kind of Banezu Sword Master casually lends out his Banezu Sword? What’s the difference between that and sharing your wife with someone else? What if you lent it to you and you just ran away?
Do I know you well?
”That’s impossible.” Furuhara Ryoki said firmly.
For Furuhara Yoshiki, [Divine Hidden] was not just a Banezu sword as simple as that, its sword soul was still the ancient moon master who forged the Banezu sword back then, for Furuhara Yoshiki, this sword was more like his teacher, his fellow enthusiast, an existence that was also a teacher and a friend.
Borrowing the sword?
By no means.
Lin Qiye let out a long sigh, and an expression of determination surfaced on his face.
”But I now, really need this sword.” Lin Qiye attempted to salvage the situation a little more, “I’ll use Amamiya Haruhui’s chastity as a guarantee that this sword will definitely be returned to you after I’m done borrowing it.”
”Amamiya Haruhide’s chastity?” Furuhara Ryoki froze, “What does it have to do with me?”
”……”
”The sword will never be lent to you, so go away.”
Lin Qiye stood there quietly, still with no intention of leaving.
Feeling Lin Qiye’s fiery eyes, Gu Yuan Liangshu suddenly had some chills at his back.
”What do you …… you want?”
”Sorry.” Lin Qiye spoke with a face full of apologies, “I’ll apologize to you properly after this is over ……”
Clank-!
Before Furuhara Yoshiki could react, Lin Qiye gently swung the [Chopping White] in his hand, and a flash of white flashed across, chopping down Furuhara Yoshiki’s [Divine Concealment] that was hanging at his waist from a distance of more than ten meters!
The gray long sword fell to the ground.
Furuhara Yoshiki’s pupils suddenly contracted!
He fiercely reached out to try to grab the [Divine Concealment], but he was after all just a blacksmith with little combat prowess and wasn’t very fast He had just reached out his hand when Lin Qiye directly evaded into the void and arrived behind him in a single step, manifesting and lightning fast, gripping that long gray blade in his hands.
”You!!!”
Gu Yuan Liang Shu grabbed an empty hand and violently turned back to look at Lin Qiye, a look of shock and anger appearing on his face.
”I’m sorry, you can sleep for a while.”
Lin Qiye held the back of the [Divine Concealment] blade and gently tapped on the back of Furuhara Yoshiki’s neck, the latter’s eyes rolled back in his head and he fell straight down into unconsciousness.
Lin Qiye looked at the lanky body lying on the ground and let out a long sigh.
This really can’t be blamed on me ……
I didn’t want this either.
Right at this moment, the long gray blade in Lin Qiye’s hand trembled violently, and a gray-robed old man appeared out of thin air, his eyes staring angrily at Lin Qiye.
He was the [Divine Hidden] Blade Soul and the forger of the Banezu Nine Blades, Gu Yue Yu Gui.
The Banezu knives had been robbed, and the master of the knives had been knocked out by Lin Qiye, so it was impossible for Grandmaster Gu Yue to stay quiet in the knives and watch it all happen, but he couldn’t resist Lin Qiye, who possessed the “king’s blood”, so he could only stare at him with such a grudging anger…….
”Master Gu Yue.” Lin Qiye said seriously, “Don’t worry, I’m only borrowing you for a while, I’ll definitely return you before tonight.”
Without waiting for Grandmaster Gu Yue to say something, Lin Qiye waved his hand, “Stuff him back.”
Behind him, an incomparably huge white bear, a white-haired man holding an umbrella in the rain, a pitch-black bizarre statue, and a purple-feathered dodo raven emerged at the same time, and a terrifying aura fell like a wave, directly suppressing the furious Grandmaster Gu Yue, forcing him back into his sword body hard.
One had to know that right now, in Lin Qiye’s hands, there were still four other Banejin blades!
”So many Bane Tsu blades ……,” shock surfaced in Grandmaster Gu Yue’s eyes, “What exactly are you trying to do?”
Lin Qiye didn’t say anything, he just silently hung the [Divine Concealment] on his waist, hanging with the other four long knives.
He took a deep breath and placed his palm on the hilt of the [Divine Concealment], his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the distant sky and slowly opened his mouth:
”I will …… subvert this kingdom!”
As the words fell, he pulled the sheathed [Divine Concealment] out of its sheath, and a super-sized Divine Concealment Domain opened up, all the fluctuations in breath were completely concealed!
Lin Qiye’s eyes lit up with two piercing golden auras!
He took a step forward, and endless clouds of Qi tumbled under his feet, converging into a cloud that carried his body floating in mid-air.
[Somersault Cloud].
Under the aura shielding of [Divine Concealment], even a god would not be able to detect the fluctuations of the Forbidden Ruins emanating from it, which meant that as long as Lin Qiye activated this blade at all times, anyone in this Divine Concealment realm would be able to freely utilize the Forbidden Ruins!
Perhaps to other Woeful Jin Blade Masters, [Divine Concealment] was just a chicken rib used to hide.
But to an intruder like Lin Qiye, it was a divine artifact that allowed them to utilize one hundred percent of their strength!
Lin Qiye lowered his head and put that Monkey King’s mask on his face, morosely terrifying, as he stepped on endless clouds of Qi and rose up into the sky, disappearing at the end of the sky in an instant.
A streak of pitch-black night surged through the sky, the
Like a sword of darkness that ruled over all things.
The sword was pointing at Tokyo, and the killing intent was rushing up into the sky.
At this moment
Unknown to the bewildered beings, the
Night is coming.
Hokkaido.
High-class clubhouse.
In a certain room, lying on the bed, Chubby Baili was drenched in white shimmering light, the surface of his body emitting a strange halo.
As time passed, the white shimmering light that enveloped his body gradually faded away, and eventually disappeared into the Jade Ruyi in his Dantian.
Baili Chubby’s eyelashes fluttered gently.
After a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes.
Those empty and blank eyes stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, and only after a long time did he gradually come back to his senses and slowly sat up from the bed.
He looked around, and the color of doubt emerged in his eyes.
What is this …… place?
He turned around and got out of bed, and just as he was about to open the door and walk out, he saw that there was a piece of white paper placed on the bedside table.
There was a sentence written on it:
”Chubby, we’re going to Tokyo to fight, if you wake up during this period wait in your room, we’ll be back at night.Lin Seven Nights.”
Baili Chubby whispered out the words above and froze for a long time before a look of excitement surfaced in his eyes.
Seven Nights and they’re here?
They finally came?
Without saying a word, Baili Chubby directly put the white paper back on the nightstand, turned around and walked to the window, looking out at the clear sky, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.
”How can …… such a thing as playing a group be less than a little master me?
Brothers.
Little master I am here!”
Under his feet, a huge black and white Taiji Bagua diagram appeared, covering the entire clubhouse in an instant.
Right at this moment, a mysterious gaze was projected from the void, seemingly searching for Chubby Baili.
”Come to provoke me again?” Chubby Baili raised an eyebrow, looked up into the void above his head, and spoke with a cold smile.
”Just an artifact spirit, it seems that you haven’t eaten enough of the previous losses, huh?
Then don’t blame Little Master for my impoliteness ……”
He stretched out his hand and slowly extended his palm towards the void in the sky where the mysterious gaze was projected from.
”All things …… surrender!”
Today’s portion of the business: this Saturday, that is, the 12th at eight o’clock in the evening, Sanjiu will be live in the jitterbug, pay attention to the official account of the [tomato novel] or Sanjiu’s own account can be.