Chapter 1827 Don't Bully
Heigang didn't hesitate, grabbed Han Sen's palm with one hand, and then sank down.
Holding the blade with one hand, Han Sen lifted the black steel forcefully with the other, and slowly put him down.
Heigang's fingers approached the saber knife little by little, and sweat dripped from his forehead. It was a bit too risky to do so. If one was not good, the knife grave would be detonated, and both of them would die without a place to bury them.
However, Heitie's palm didn't tremble a bit, he got closer to the horse-chopping knife that was undulating in the iron juice, gently grasped the handle of the knife, and pulled the knife out of the iron juice little by little.
His movements were very slow, without causing any ripples in the iron juice, and he slowly lifted it upwards. After more than a minute, he raised the saber halfway.
Sudden!
A drop of sweat slipped down Heigang's face, dripped into the iron juice, and immediately let out a hoot, turning into a ball of white gas.
The iron juice immediately boiled, and the countless knives around them also trembled. The tip of the knives was aimed at them, and the two of them froze there, not daring to move.
After a while, the knife and needle juice slowly quieted down again.
Only then did Heigang slowly lift the remaining part of the knife out of the iron juice again, then looked at Han Sen and gave a slight signal.
Seeing Hei Gang looking at him, Han Sen slowly pulled Hei Gang up and brought him back to the knife wall.
Hei Gang put the knife on his back, then gestured to Han Sen, and the two climbed up the crater lightly.
After the two climbed out of the knife grave, Hei Gang breathed a sigh of relief, and found that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. It was too dangerous just now, and the two of them were almost about to die in the knife grave.
Hei Gang looked at Han Sen, but found that Han Sen was standing beside him, still indifferent. There was no trace of sweat on his forehead, as if nothing had happened.
"I don't know if he is ignorant or fearless, or he is too big." Hei Gang thought in his heart, but he couldn't help but change his impression of Han Sen.
"You have half of this knife, let's discuss how to divide it." After descending the mountain, Heigang said to Han Sen holding the saber.
"I don't want the knife. I will just treat it as an appraisal fee for you. How about helping me choose a good knife when I need it later?" Han Sen said with a smile.
"Do you know what kind of knife this is?" Hei Gang looked at Han Sen and asked.
"What kind of sword?" Han Sen shook his head, expressing that he didn't know. The breath of the swords here is restrained. Han Sen is not a person who really understands swords, and he can't tell what kind of sword it is.
"This is an earl-level knife." Heigan said.
"Is it just the earl level? I thought it would be more advanced. I need at least one duke-level knife. Later, you can help me choose it. It is best to be a king-level knife. If it is a deified level, then it is even more important." It's perfect." Han Sen said with some disappointment, he really didn't like earl-level knives.
Hei Gang put the knife on his back, ignored Han Sen, and found a place to sit down at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the second round of knife rain to arrive.
They had wasted so much time, it was almost time for the second round of knife rain to come.
While talking, he suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound, and the sword grave erupted again, and beams of light rushed into the clouds, and after a short time, they turned into a rain of swords and fell down.
Heigang held the saber by himself, and threw the other baron-level knife to Han Sen.
Han Sen held a baron-level knife in one hand, knocking down all the knives that fell from the sky.
This round of knife rain was basically dominated by ordinary knives, even baron-level knives were hard to see, and the two of them easily passed the knife rain.
"Why don't we go into the knife grave and have a look, maybe there are more advanced knives coming out." Han Sen suggested.
Heigan shook his head slightly: "After the second round of eruption, many of the knives inside should be baron-level, and the sensing ability will also become stronger. Let alone talking inside, just touching them will trigger their riots , unless you can fly, it is impossible to go down."
Han Sen was slightly disappointed, so he had to give up his plan to enter the sword grave again.
The two of them experienced two more knife rains here. After the fifth round of knife rain, Heigang got up and walked around the mountain, carefully watching the knives inserted on the mountain, and then went down the mountain and went elsewhere .
"Xiao Hei, do you have a god-level knife in your family? Does anyone in Yuezhi have a god-level treasure?" Han Sen continued to inquire.
Heigang also ignored him, and now he has found a way to deal with Han Sen, which is to keep silent.
After five rounds of knife rain, it is still difficult to find an earl-level knife, but as long as luck is not too bad, you should be able to find a viscount-level knife. Heigang plans to find a viscount-level knife first.
The two of them walked for a while, and suddenly saw three figures in front of them looking for knives in the forest of knives. Those three figures had also spotted Han Sen and Heigang, and they quickly came towards them.
"Hei Gang, why are you with him?" The Rebet woman with golden rabbit ears glanced at Han Sen, then looked at Hei Gang and asked with a frown.
"I, Hei Gang, can be with whoever I want." Hei Gang said indifferently.
The woman's face was a little ugly, and a man from the Rebet tribe beside her said coldly: "Hei Gang, don't be too arrogant, you are just relying on you being the son of the Black Moon King, you are really capable, why does the Queen of Blades not accept you?" As a disciple, you accepted such a useless foreigner."
Another foreigner with a somewhat weird look laughed and mocked: "I can't be the disciple of the Queen of Blades, but I can curry favor with the disciple of the Queen, maybe I can get the moon first, and someone will blow the pillow wind in the future." , Your Lady Empress may accept him as a disciple if she is soft-hearted."
Hei Gang suddenly drew his sword and slashed out, like a fierce tiger climbing a mountain, violently slashing straight down.
The foreigner raised a knife to meet him in a panic, but the knife in his hand was only a baron-level knife, which was cut off by the horse-cutting knife.
And the knife was as fierce as before, and in the horrified eyes of the foreigner, he was cut in half with a single knife, and blood flowed all over the ground immediately.
"That's... an earl-level knife..." Both the woman and the man were shocked, staring at the horse-chopping knife in Heigang's hand in disbelief.
When he came back to his senses, the man sternly yelled at Hei Gang: "Hei Gang, you dare to kill people here? Can the Black Moon King really cover the sky with one hand?"
"Whoever insults Her Majesty the Queen will die." Hei Gang said coldly, without even looking at them.
Both men and women were slightly suffocated, and it’s fine to talk about those words in private, but if they really want to be put on the table, that’s the way to die. If people know what the foreigner said, they will only praise Hei Gang’s killing good.
"Huh!" The man snorted softly, without saying anything else, his eyes fell on Han Sen: "The disciples accepted by Her Majesty the Empress must have some special qualities, and they are not talented, so I want to learn a thing or two."
Apparently, the man didn't want to provoke Heigang, who possessed an earl-level knife, and planned to vent his anger on Han Sen.
"This knife is half as good as yours." Heigang said, throwing the saber to Han Sen.
The man was furious immediately: "Heigang...you..."
Han Sen threw the knife back to Heigang, and said with a smile, "I am also a disciple of the Queen of Blades, so using that is too bullying, so let's use it."
Saying that, Han Sen randomly pulled out a knife from the ground beside him. It was just an ordinary knife, and it didn't even have a grade.