Zhiyan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard his name shouting from the little fat man who passed by.

He subconsciously turned his head and found that the fat little fat man was also looking at him in shock.

"You... admit your mistake!" Zhiyan forced a smile and immediately denied it.

Now he couldn't determine whether the little fat man in front of him was a demon sword.

But if it was really a demon sword, he felt that he was going to be finished.

Although he hated Demon Knife and wished he could whip the corpse ten thousand times, he regretted more than once after Demon Knife died and did not have the chance to torture Demon Knife again to vent his anger.

But all these wisdom eyes are just thinking about it. If the demon sword is really resurrected, he will definitely hide as far as he can, and it is best not to see him again.

He was afraid of the demon sword that had been chasing him for thousands of years without asking the reason.

The Demon Sword was like a lingering dark cloud that had been covering his heart for a long time. Even if he spoke harshly, he was still inexplicably scared when facing the Demon Sword.

After all, no matter who is targeted by a madman and has been chased for thousands of years, there will be some shadow in his heart.

Looking at the "wisdom eyes" that forced a smile, the demon sword was also full of doubt at this moment.

After chasing Zhiyan for thousands of years, the demon sword often sensed where Zhiyan had been hiding during that period, so he was very familiar with the aura of Zhiyan and did not need to carefully distinguish it to determine whether the owner of this aura was Zhiyan.

Just as they had the last time they had fought, when Zhiyan was reviving, he, buried deep in the ground of Longlin Island, instantly sensed the breath of Zhiyan and chased him away.

So when passing by, the demon sword immediately sensed a familiar breath and subconsciously sniffed it lightly. Then he found that the figure passing by had an aura exactly the same as the wisdom eye.

So he immediately turned around and grabbed the "player".

"Ahem... you admit your mistake, what Zhiyan?" Looking at the little fat man with a puzzled look, Zhiyan explained again.

Faced with the constant denial of wisdom, Demon Sword did not talk nonsense and decisively activated his analytical ability.

In an instant, the analysis ability was activated, and the information about the "player" in front of him came to his mind.

【Intellectual Eyes (Qi and Blood Camouflage State)】:

Target information: One of the eight evil spirit bodies transformed after the death of Xie Wu (the god), inheriting the power of Xie Wu's Blood Eye (the left eye) and has extremely high growth potential.

Target ability: Qi and blood control (peak level), insight into the world (peak), soul slavery, devouring evolution (devouring the body parts of the eight evil spirits converted after the death of the evil martial artist, their strength will be improved leapfrog and have the potential to become a god)...

Target status: sealed (double seal), weak

...

What a good guy, I'm still pretending!

Looking at the analysis of the information, the demon sword can be sure of it now. The innocent guy in front of him is just a wise eye.

Thinking of this, the demon sword looked at Zhi's eyes and said:

"Everyone is old acquaintance, so pretend?"

Seeing that the little fat man was so firmly thinking that he was Zhiyan, Zhiyan couldn't help but panic, and at the same time, he could basically confirm the little fat man's identity.

So he whispered:

"Demon Sword?"

"It's me!" The demon sword nodded with a grim smile.

When he heard the fat man in front of him admit that he was a demon sword, his mentality of wisdom completely exploded.

He saw the Demon Sword swing the original sword with his own eyes. After this sword was swung, the blade body shattered and his consciousness was shattered. There was no possibility of continuing to survive. However, he did not expect that the Demon Sword would not dissipate and actually possessed a flesh and blood body and was resurrected.

But I escaped the pursuit of the demon eyes, dark skull and iron arms, but I didn't expect that I would eventually fall into the hands of the demon sword.

Sure enough, my fate has come to an end.

Recently, I have been encountering unlucky things, and this time I actually encountered the resurrected demon sword, and the mentality of the wisdom eye has completely exploded.

With his understanding of the Demon Sword, he will undoubtedly die next.

Thinking that the demon sword had dissipated with his consciousness and had to use the last sword to die with him, this was enough to prove how deep the demon sword had to kill him, how could he let him go?

After a sigh, Zhiyan slowly lay down to the ground, then curled up, ready to be beaten to death by the demon sword.

He was too lazy to ask why Demon Sword was chasing him, because he knew that even if he asked, Demon Sword would definitely not tell him.

I was even more lazy to curse, I was tired, just wait for death.

He found that Zhiyan suddenly lay expressionlessly on the ground. At this time, the demon sword was full of question marks on his face.

After a while, he found that the demon sword had not taken action yet, Zhiyan spoke impatiently:

"Isn't this what you want? Let me be happy, come on!"

Demon Sword: "..."

Hearing these words, the demon sword suddenly understood what Zhiyan was thinking.

At this moment, he was also extremely embarrassed.

Through the history books in the library, he already knew that he had chased the wrong "eyeball". The one who destroyed his clan and destroyed his small world was not the wisdom eye, but the demon eye.

Because the wisdom eye and the demon eye are both the left and right eye of the evil martial artist evolved and looked extremely similar, he mistakenly thought that his enemy was the wisdom eye, so he chased and killed him for thousands of years.

In fact, this is a total misfortune.

"The ground is cold, get up, let's talk!" The somewhat embarrassed demon sword immediately reached out and wanted to help the unlost eyes of wisdom from the ground.

However, the words of the Demon Sword sounded differently to Zhiyan.

Automatic brain-compensation translation: You have fallen into my hands, how could I let you die easily? Of course, I have to take you away and torture you and kill you again!

The demon sword he knew only had murderous intentions for himself and had no good intentions.

Therefore, if something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

"You can kill but not be humiliated. I will fight you!" Thinking of this, Zhiyan was completely angry, and immediately stood up and rushed towards the demon sword.

Facing the fierce thrust of Zhiyan, the demon sword subconsciously swung his fist to meet him.

Although the current demon sword is not as strong as it was before, it has earned a lot of divine power by relying on building weapons during this period.

Very few of these divine powers are used to eat, and the others are used to practice, so his strength has improved rapidly and is already one-fifth of his strength.

At this time, the wisdom eye was extremely weak. Not only did the energy of qi and blood in the body be exhausted, but most of the original essence and blood were used, and the strength was less than one percent of the original one.

The demon sword's punch passed through Zhiyan's fist and hit Zhiyan's face one second in advance, knocking it to the ground.

"I..." The demon sword was about to speak, but Zhiyan cried out in grief and anger, then stood up and rushed back again:

"I'll fight with you!"

There was no way, the demon sword had to take action again.

After a punch and kick, Zhi lies on the ground with his eyes, nose, face and face. His transformed body begins to float and disintegrate at any time.

"Stop fighting, let's talk!" Looking at the wise eyes that were constantly trembling and wanting to stand up and fight with him, Yao Dao felt extremely helpless.

This time, he really didn't plan to treat Zhiyan.

After all, he hates the "demonic eyes" rather than the wise eyes. Chasing for thousands of years is a complete misfortune.

Thinking of this, the demon sword picked up the Zhiyan without waiting for Zhiyan to pounce again, and then walked towards the east of the city.

After a moment, the demon sword brought Zhiyan to the house where he lived.

After entering the room, he closed the door, the demon sword threw his eyes on the ground, turned around and entered the compartment.

Listening to the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the compartment, Zhiyan's face showed such an expression.

Next, there will be endless torture.
Chapter completed!