"Not bad, but it's not enough!" The black-robed man slowly revealed his figure in mid-air, although the words still did not carry any emotion, but Wang Hu could hear it, he was pleased!

"You've trapped me here for fifty years, and we're pretty acquainted, but I still don't know your name?" Wang Hu didn't care at all about what the other party said, waved the Soul Eater Demon Knife in his hand, and asked with a grin!

"Wait until you come out of here and ask, otherwise it won't mean anything even if you know my name!" The black-robed man's voice was still unwavering, and even a little indifferent!

"Hehe, look at what you said, at least I can name you by name when I scold you again in my heart!" Wang Hu's mouth was bigger and he smiled even more happily!

Seeing that guy was still standing there indifferent, Wang Hu suddenly shook his head boringly, and felt a little bad in his heart, this guy is probably stupid in practicing knives!

However, for Wang Hu, who has gone through 50 years of enlightenment and retreat, it is no longer as difficult to get out of here as it used to be!

The smile on his face was slightly restricted, the Soul Devouring Knife in his hand flickered, and he slammed it towards him, a sword light flashed out from above the Soul Devourer, and galloped towards him, and the sword qi left by those black-robed people along the road was suddenly destroyed by Wang Hu's sword light!

The black-robed man saw Wang Hu's movements, his eyes condensed slightly, and when he saw the power displayed by his sword, he nodded faintly!

Wang Hu's figure followed the sword light, and also galloped forward, seeing that the power above his sword qi was about to be exhausted, Wang Hu's other hand flashed with a flash of Xuanyuan sword, and a lightning-like sword stabbed forward!

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation was revealed on top of the previous sword qi, and then in the slightly shocked gaze of the black-robed man, the sword qi and the sword qi swirled with each other, carrying a doubling power, and the sword qi left by the black-robed man in front of him was destroyed one after another!

"Well, now I can know your name, right?" Wang Hu put away his sword with a cheap smile on his face!

"You can call me Black Knife!" the black-robed man took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the shock brought by the scene where he saw Wang Hu's sword and sword shadow combining and greatly increasing his power, and said in a deep voice!

"Oh, black knife, what an ugly name!" Wang Hu spat out again, looked at the man in the sky and continued with bad intentions: "Black old knife, you gave me a knife before and let me be trapped here for fifty years, now are you going to take me a knife!"

When Wang Hu said this, without waiting for the black knife to react, he directly shot out like lightning, and the sword in one hand and the sword in the other slammed into the sky!

The black knife was stunned for a moment, but it returned to normal in an instant, and the knife intent that he had gathered all over his body was suddenly released, and his eyes burst out with a strong battle intent, without the slightest intention of retreating, and the same knife blasted towards Wang Hu below!

This knife is obviously stronger than it was fifty years ago!

But Wang Hu is no longer the Wang Hu of fifty years ago, after seeing the power of the knife displayed by the black knife, Wang Hu's momentum changed again, only for a moment the back of his head gave birth to Buddha light, and a nine-rank lotus platform phantom appeared in the palm of his hand, and was pushed directly into the sword light and sword shadow in front of him by him violently!

"Boom!" The next moment, the swords in the hands of the two collided directly together, and while making an earth-shattering roar, they also froze!

"Is that all?" the black knife said in a cold voice, and at the same time, his black robe was lifted by the qi wave generated by the collision of the two weapons, and Wang Hu suddenly saw the hideous knife wound on his face.

This knife wound was very fresh, it was not there fifty years ago, he couldn't imagine what kind of enemy the black knife had encountered, and who in the Three Realms could still hurt this sword saint now!

However, Wang Hu was quickly attracted by another thing, he didn't expect the black knife to fight with him, and he only used one hand from beginning to end, in other words, the black knife never used all his strength!

This immediately stimulated Wang Hu's competitive spirit directly, and at the same time as the light in his eyes flashed, the momentum on his body changed abruptly, and an imperial power surged out from him, and nine golden dragon phantoms manifested behind him, raised his head and let out a deafening dragon groan, and then shook his head and tailed into the sword in front of Wang Hu!

In an instant, the power of the sword in Wang Hu's hand doubled again, and while he let out a roar, he suddenly pressed towards the black knife!

The black knife obviously didn't expect that Wang Hu hadn't used all his strength until this time, and was slashed by Wang Hu's knife, and was instantly slashed out of the distance under surprise, and smashed into a pile of mountains and rocks with a bang!

"Hehe, how does the black old knife feel? Is my knife enough?" Wang Hu grinned even more!

"Your cultivation is very weird, I can't understand it, but I have to admit that it's very powerful!" The black knife slowly walked out of a mountain rock, looked up at Wang Hu and continued: "Maybe this is the reason why the master chose you in the dark!"

When the black knife said this, his voice suddenly seemed a little lonely, as if he was lamenting the countless and thousands of years of guardianship that he was about to end, or perhaps the last trace of his master's stay in the Three Realms was about to be taken away by the kid with a cheap smile in front of him, which made him feel sad!

"No, wait a while, you keep saying that the master is the master, who is your master?" Wang Hu asked with a little curiosity, after all, the black knife is a saint, and the cultivation of the sword path must have an indomitable, or unruly Dao heart, such a person should be difficult to be tamed, Wang Hu is really hard to imagine who can make a sword saint like the black knife willingly call the master!

"You'll see him soon!" the black knife put away the last trace of loneliness in his heart, and his voice became ancient again, and at the same time he slashed at a cliff behind him!

"Boom!" A deep crack appeared directly on the originally smooth cliff wall, and there was a blood-colored smooth flickering in it!

"You go in, there is a test left by my master, as long as you pass, you will be the new god of war, and I will respect you as the new master at that time!"

Wang Hu was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that as long as he passed the test, the black knife would respect him as the master and let a saint be his subordinate, which was a bit too sci-fi!

"Really?" Wang Hu asked with bright eyes, not for the so-called God of War inheritance, but for the black knife in front of him!

"Really!" The black knife raised his head and looked at Wang Hu, and Wang Hu read the sincerity from it!

"Okay, I'll go!" Wang Hu didn't hesitate after speaking, stepped into the crack and disappeared!

(End of chapter)