The hypnotized spectators had all entered the golden single tent, and the rest were all wounded by the wind blade, wounded, maimed, and dead. （）

The hypnotist purple-robed old man was also accidentally injured by the wind blade, and his body was cut into several pieces.

As soon as the day gritted his teeth, instead of being slashed by the wind blade, it was better to take a gamble and see what was in the tent.

Daylight recalls weapons and ancient zombies, and the Solid Word Trick runs to the limit, and under the wrath of the wind blade, it rushes towards the golden tent.

The wind was tearing him apart, and the only way out of the tornado was to get into the tent.

The golden tent is getting closer.

Daylight crashed into it with all his might.

Breaking through the curtain of the door, he entered the darkness, and could still hear the howling wind outside, and the inside of the tent did not move, as if it was protected by an invisible barrier, giving people a sense of reassurance.

Daylight gently taps on the hilt of the brother's sword, and the amber heart glows, illuminating the surroundings.

Daylight thought that the tent would be a separate space, similar to a storage bag, or a space ring.

But tents are just tents, and the space inside is only a few square meters, and the light of the amber stone heart easily fills the entire space.

In the middle is a square table with a half-unsheathed sword on it, which is very eye-catching.

The scabbard and body of the sword are white, and the texture resembles some kind of crystal clear stone, which is more like a work of art than a weapon.

I hadn't seen this kind of material in the daytime, and even the Void Condensing Sword Technique didn't record it.

The storm outside the tent had stopped, and there was the whisper of conversation, listening intently during the day.

One of the voices was of a clown in green, and his voice was furious. "He went into the tent, and there was not even ash left. ”

Another voice is also familiar during the day, it is a bouncy man. "Boss, that sword is going to kill him, what to do now, half of our people are dead, even the hypnotist is hanging. ”

The clown in green said. "It's not easy to stay here for a long time, count the losses, the rest of the people bring their tents, let's go to the next location, as long as the sword is there, the hypnotist can find another one. ”

Next, the clown in green began to do some aftermath deployment.

In the tent.

During the day, he took up his sword with his sheath in his hand.

"Huh?" he exclaimed in surprise, as a swordsmith, he knew that this sword was not ordinary as soon as he got his hands on it.

The half-cut blade exposed by the white sword is very sharp, but the overall weight is very light, almost weightless.

The sharpness and hardness of a weapon are closely related to its density, which determines its weight.

The weight of this white stone sword simply did not match its hardness and sharpness.

Daylight tried to pull out the sword, but the scabbard was bitten so tightly that it was difficult to pull it out easily.

At this time, he found a dense line of small characters engraved on the scabbard:

The sword of death without self 44, only four times in a lifetime, the boundary of death, I live alone.

What a strange sword, a strange name, a strange description.

With a ding——, sound, the system sends out a prompt.

CV point 100

Experience 100

Daylight scratched his hair, so abrupt,

His panel properties have changed.

day

Realm: The early stage of entering the sea realm

System: CV Master

Grade: Beginner 450500

CV points: 128

Daylight touched the sword and said to himself, "Death has no sword of self?" ”

A row of information flashed on the system panel in front of me: the sword of death without self, the blade of white stone, the scabbard is separated, life is withering, and only I am alive.

Daylight found that today's CV Master system is particularly active, and even takes the initiative to answer some questions, which has never happened before.

He asked with a try-out attitude, "The hypnotized audience has disappeared, does it have anything to do with this sword?"

CV Master System: Yes, the half-unsheathed Sword of Selflessness will still strip the surrounding life from it, and anyone who enters this tent will turn into air and disappear forever.

The system's answer made Bai Tian frown, no wonder the clown in green thought he was dead, and didn't even open the tent to confirm.

The power of this selfless sword is so rebellious that it is no wonder that it limits the number of times the sword can be drawn, only four.

Looking at it this way, this circus is more than just a black shop.

"Why am I okay?" asked Daylight again.

If the system is right, those hypnotized spectators enter the tent and all turn into nothingness, but why is he okay?

The system panel remained empty for a while, and a sentence flashed: Because, the sword of death recognizes you as the master.

Bai Tian's head was a little unable to turn, in his previous life, he helped the widow carry water and accumulate virtue or something, so for no reason there was another sword.

It's still a sword with such a rebellious function.

Taking advantage of the enthusiasm of the system today, the day continues to throw out questions. "What level is this sword?"

A row of words flashed across the panel: Very high, very high.

"How tall?"

"Very high, very high. ”

Bai Tian rolled his eyes in his heart and asked helplessly, "What is the limit of this sword?" I mean the death limit. ”

System: Anything, everything in the world, under the gods.

"Can a saint be too?"

System: Yes.

Bai Tian saw that the system said this, and was directly stunned, if what the system said was true, then four times to draw the sword, you can kill four people, regardless of the other party's realm.

Those four names, four saints, can this sword also kill?

Now that he knew the usefulness of the Death Selfless Sword, Bai Tian had a plan in his mind.

He didn't go straight out of the tent, and he waited until it got dark, and he needed to test the sword to see if it was real.

In the dark sky, if the selfless sword does not work, the star bead will also have an effect, and the dark night is his home field.

The golden tent was raised, placed alone on the carriage, and the circus began to withdraw.

After waiting for a long time, and the time was almost up, Daylight lifted the curtain of the golden tent and walked out of it.

Looking around, several carriages, the marching circus members saw him come out of the tent, their bodies froze and their expressions were surprised.

Daylight smiled and waved his hand.

After a while, everyone noticed that it was daylight.

The clown in green surrounded the rest of the group, and after taking off their costumes and costumes, they looked very ordinary, and they could vaguely tell who was who.

The clown in green looked at the day with an incredulous expression. "It's impossible, how can you survive. ”

Daylight chuckled. "Isn't that weird?"

"Tell me what's going on!" roared the clown in green.

Daylight shook his head. "You disguised yourself as a circus, killing people everywhere, taking people's organs, and then using that sword to wipe out the corpses, it's the ultimate show like no other. ”

"Little trash, you see that the sword is still alive, and I'm going to kill you. The clown in green said as he walked forward, ready to kill someone.

"That's what you're talking about. "As soon as the daylight slapped the storage bag, the sword of death hung in front of him, half-unsheathed.

All the circus troupes took a step back, and the clown in green in the third realm froze in place.

No one dared to step forward and enter the realm of death.

Daylight smiled maliciously. "You're scared, it seems real, it can take away life. ”。

"Let's see how powerful it really is. Bai Tian held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and pulled it out with all his might.