Shadow Hack

Give everything, no second choice.

Under such a terrifying saber gesture, Zhang Xianhu just grinned, a layer of blood-red light exploded directly on his body surface, and the next moment, his whole body's muscles swelled crazily.

Although Zhang Xianhu's previous figure was burly, he would definitely not make people feel uncomfortable. At best, he looked like a humanoid bear, with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, and his whole body was full of knotted muscles.

But at this moment Zhang Xianhu, after the muscles on his body swelled rapidly, his height was infinitely close to three meters, and his muscles could be described as explosive.

As a strong man who has practiced kung fu to an extremely high level, Li Yunmu can conclude that even if Zhang Xianhu's current state is not blessed with any strength, a punch will definitely not be lower than the strength of a thousand bulls!

"This is the background of the Han nationality?"

Li Yunmu frowned slightly with his slender sword eyebrows, looking at Zhang Xianhu's back, feeling a little startled.

The current state should be Zhang Xianhu's normal state, because his terrifying energy fluctuations are perfectly distributed in every part of his body at the moment. The impeccable body is worse!

The previous Zhang Xianhu must have used some secret technique to compress his body to 1.9 meters. This will give people a feeling that the energy on this person is so overwhelming that he cannot restrain himself!

Such a terrifying strong man is actually an unknown person?

Followers exist in any world. Human beings are inherently inferior, and the weak generally obey the strong instinctively.

But whether it was the last time he came to greet Li Yunmu, or to participate in this war, Zhang Xianhu has always been alone, as if he has no background or followers!

If there are a large number of Han people, and each of them is such a tyrannical existence, I am afraid that this branch of the human race that exists in a projection plane of the earth will definitely not be inferior to the big clan in the main world!

Zhang Xianhu, who fully showed his sturdy figure, suddenly waved his hands heavily, and a layer of blood-red energy, like a tide, directly greeted Dao Zun's Dao Gang, which had stretched for eight hundred miles at this moment!

The knife gang and the bloody energy collided, and immediately, they were separated at the touch of a touch.

The blood-red energy didn't even last a single breath under Dao Gang, and was completely torn into nothingness by Dao Gang.

Instead of being surprised, Zhang Xianhu was overjoyed, and exclaimed: "Let me just say, with my current cultivation, I can suppress me for so long with just a single knife, it really is it!"

In Zhang Xianhu's eyes, Dao Zun's blade seemed to be like a small wooden knife wielded by a child, without any lethality at all. The current situation was completely attributed to Dao Zun's knife!

"Ugh—"

An incomparably cold sword glow suddenly brushed against Zhang Xianhu's cheek.

A slender line of blood slowly emerged from Zhang Xianhu's right cheek, and immediately, Zhang Xianhu stopped looking at the continuous vertical and horizontal knife gang, but turned around expressionlessly.

"I want that knife." Zhang Xianhu looked directly at Li Yunmu and made his request.

Behind Zhang Xianhu, Li Yunmu's sword glow collided with Dao Zun's blade, directly turning into a huge vortex, and began to crazily strangle and kill Dao Zun's blade.

Dao Zun, who was ashen-faced, seemed to have been drained of all his strength, raised his head after a long while, and fixed his gaze on the sword light that was constantly strangling his Dao Gang.

The chapped lips squirmed slightly, and Dao Zun smiled bitterly: "Is this the power of the gods?"

He could sense that Li Yunmu's cultivation base was higher than his at the moment, but there had never been any existence above the War Saint level on the 55th earth projection plane, so there was no reference for comparison, and Dao Zun didn't know Li Yunmu's cultivation level at the moment. Why, how much has he surpassed himself!

Almost everyone's attention was focused on the Dao Gang and Dao Mang who were constantly strangling each other, and some strong men with more active minds directly focused on Li Yunmu and Zhang Xianhu.

They were very curious. Zhang Xianhu, who had nothing to do with this matter, fell into a battle in order to support Li Yunmu, and was almost strangled by Dao Zun. Now, Zhang Xianhu made his own request, how would Li Yunmu face Zhang Xianhu?

If Li Yunmu's main weapon was something else, perhaps they would not have expected this, but Li Yunmu's main weapon is the knife, and many combat skills are also related to the knife!

Would Li Yunmu give up on a treasure like the black knife?

The wound on Zhang Xianhu's face began to heal, and at the same time he said in a deep voice, "I want that knife."

Li Yunmu shook his head lightly, and replied: "I can promise you other things, but I also have a reason to get this black knife."

"!!!"

"!!!"

...

Li Yunmu's answer almost surprised many people, and they even couldn't believe it.

For a strong man who has desperately come to help you, would it be an excessive request to ask for a loot that you may not be able to use as a reward?

"Ah."

Zhang Xianhu's eyes wandered on Li Yunmu's body, and after a while, he said sullenly, "What if I also have a reason to get that knife?"

"war!"

Li Yunmu's loud voice sounded immediately, without any hesitation at all.

This time, it wasn't just the spectators who attracted attention, even the trembling Blood Race Battle Angels, Weaver Girl War Saints, and Dark Silence War Saints all stopped at the same time.

"Your Excellency Li Yunmu, our blood clan..."

Dennis frowned slightly, wanting to make his own appeal, lest there would be a real fire later, and ended up facing the same predicament—Li Yunmu refused to let them take away the corpse here!

Li Yunmu nodded lightly, raised his hand to interrupt Dennis's words, and said in a deep voice, "I only want the black knife of Dao Zun, and you can distribute other things as you like. I still owe you a favor for this matter."

Following Li Yunmu's words, the scorching gazes once again fixed on Dao Zun who was still gradually dissipating vitality even though the saber was broken.

They were all thinking about what kind of treasure that black knife that Li Yunmu and Zhang Xianhu were looking at at the same time was.

Two beings who are superior to the supernatural powers can even tear their faces for a knife. What kind of secrets does that black knife have?

For this problem, even Dao Zun, who has mastered the black sword for many years, doesn't know. He just owns the black sword and knows how to use it easily. He doesn't know anything about the secret of the black sword!