"Xi Liu, go, I believe you will never let me down." Nangong Yan patted Yu Zhixi Liu's shoulder with his left hand, waved his right hand, and the temperature was restrained. A golden fireball like a small sun dissipated in the void, revealing a blood-colored demon sword emitting extremely evil.

"Captain, please rest assured, Xiliu will never let the captain down."

"If you lose to the hands of a demon sword, it means that I, Yu Zhixiliu, is not worthy of using such a powerful demon sword."

"Then, please don't waste your energy. If the knife is there, the knife is lost and the person is killed!"

Yu Zhiliu nodded heavily, her eyes were extremely sharp, and her body was covered with a terrifying sword intent. She walked over with the momentum of moving forward and putting her to death, and suddenly she held the handle of the Risan Flower, which was engraved with death.

The moment he held the hilt of the knife, Yu Zhixiliu's pupils suddenly expanded, and his eyes were filled with rich blood, as if he was about to shed blood and tears; his face was gloomy and clear, and it transformed between indifference and hideousness. He sweated like rain, his body trembled, and blood-colored light burst out on his face from time to time; a faint blood-red flame rose from the soles of his feet and burned towards Yu Zhixiliu's head, and a huge amount of killing and evil aura emanated from his body!

"Let's go out, don't disturb Xiliu here to subdue the strongest demon sword, and wait for him outside the door."

"I believe Xiliu will never let me down and will never be defeated by a demon sword."

As if to convince others or to convince himself, Nangong Yan picked up the scabbard that had been cast beside him, looked at Yu Zhiliu, who was fighting against the demon sword, and walked out the door with big strides, as if he was really confident in Yu Zhiliu.

In fact, Nangong Yan was still a little relieved. This demon sword was too strong. It combines two super demon swords, Qixing Sword and Murasuma. Its demonic nature is extremely profound. No matter who it is, even if he takes action himself, he is not sure to completely suppress the demon sword. He is not sure that he can fully exert the power of this demon sword.

What Nangong Yan is sure to use this demon sword with absolute power, but if he really wants to suppress this demon sword, he will achieve the same level as the human sword and the sword unity, and exert all the demon swords even beyond his own power. No one in the world has absolute certainty...

Crying... The door of the forging station was slowly closed. Just as Nangong Yan was about to go out, a low roar came from behind, causing Nangong Yan to pause slightly.

"Person, please rest assured. I will also overcome all obstacles for the captain and the Demon King Pirates, kill all the people and forces who dare to resist the Captain and the Demon King Pirates, and will definitely not lose to this mere weapon!"

Nangong Yan chuckled, raised his right hand high, Xiang Xiliu made a four-finger closing move, his thumb raised high, and said aloud: "Okay, I've been waiting for you outside the door, but don't let me wait too long. I have never been late, and the sea route to Thunder Island is not short."

Boom·······The gate of the forging station was closed tightly. After Nangong Yan left the gate, he ordered: "Go and send the injured to heal, and prepare a sumptuous banquet. First, Xiliu will definitely take a lot of energy to conquer the demon sword; second, it can be considered to celebrate Xiliu's acquisition of the demon sword; third, after being busy for so long, everyone should be hungry."

"Yes, Captain."

After Nangong Yan gave the order, he stood in front of the gate, his hands behind his back and kept moving. The boss was waiting here, and the rest of the people could not leave without permission except what Nangong Yan ordered. Even Baiga Punk, who had always been very relaxed in front of Nangong Yan, was quietly staying there...distracted, the scene was quiet, leaving only the sea breeze blew gently and the sound of leaves rustling...

Yu Zhixi's position in the Demon King Pirates is of great importance and is highly respected by Nangong Yan. Among all the captains, even if he is the Parker who has been with Nangong Yan for the longest, he will have to lose Xiliu a little in terms of trust. The reason is very simple. Yu Zhiliu is very simple, and this simplicity is not the same! Xiliu has only two lives in daily life, and there are only two things he cares about, one is swordsmanship, and the other is killing!

Yu Zhixiliu doesn't love beauty or money, and is not too enthusiastic about power. When he is not fighting, he just practices swords, wipes swords, drinks, and smokes cigars. Sometimes he can hold a white handkerchief and wears wine and cigars, and he can stay quietly all day. Compared with the other captains, Xiliu has the least thoughts. Nangong Yan's orders have always been executed without any discount. Unlike other captains, they have more or less small actions.

It’s not that Nangong Yan didn’t know these small moves, but he was just tolerant and didn’t touch the bottom line, so he turned a blind eye.

Therefore, Nangong Yan also attaches great importance to Xiliu's life and death and the success or failure of conquering the Demon Sword.

From the scattered sunshine to the bright moon hanging high, the stars were everywhere, Nangong Yan did not move for more than half a step, and his hands were behind his back, his posture still remained motionless. With a sudden creaking, the door of the forging station was slowly pushed open. Yu Zhixi grabbed a long sword with a faint blood light and walked towards Nangong Yan quickly, and at the same time he held the demon sword backhand and leaned behind him.

Nangong Yan swept Xiliu's body with his domineering aura, felt Xiliu's breath, and did not notice any abnormality. Then he put down his tight face and smiled lightly, "It's good to come back, it really didn't disappoint me."

Yu Zhixiliu quickly walked to Nangong Yan, with a serious expression on his face and said to one knee: "I have been the captain. From now on, I will become the Demon King Pirates, the sharpest knife in the captain's hand, and eliminate all enemies who dare to fight against the Demon King Pirates and oppose the captain!"

"You are not a knife, you are my Nangong Yan's most trusted partner, and the captain of the First Team of the Demon King Pirates. Don't act like a little daughter in a slight manner, get up and talk."

Yu Zhixiliu had a look of emotion in her eyes, but she did not get up and continued to speak, "Please give this demon sword a name!" While saying that, she took the demon sword to her, knelt on one knee, and held high with both hands.

"I promised you this demon sword and was specially created for you. You are the master, so you should make your own name."

"Please give the captain a name!" Yu Zhixiliu said stubbornly.

A helpless look surged on Nangong Yan's face, and he smiled helplessly: "Xi Liu, get up first, I'll agree."

Yu Zhixiliu then stood up from the ground, and still raised the demon sword with both hands.

"This sword is blood-red all over, emitting endless aura of killing and evil, as if condensed from the sea of ​​blood... This reminds me of a mythical character in my hometown. This mythical character was born from the infinitely filthy sea of ​​blood deep in hell. He was born incredibly powerful and finally became a super god in the world. He claimed that the sea of ​​blood will not dry out and the River Styx will not die!"

"Since the two have something in common, this demon sword is called Styx!"

"What do you think, Xiliu?"

Although Yu Zhixiliu didn't understand who Styx was, she also knew from Nangong Yan's description that this was an amazing big shot, and she didn't know what name it was, and who chose it important.

"Okay, you'll be called Styx in the future!" Yu Zhixiliu gently wiped the sword body and murmured softly. Something magic happened. A little below the knife hole, the word "Styx" appeared, showing the amazing spirituality of this strongest demon sword. No, demonic nature or demonic nature.

Nangong Yan threw the scabbard as dark as ink and bloody clouds to Xiliu, and said happily around: "Everyone relax tonight and go to Thunder Island at noon tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!