Chapter Forty-Eight: The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword

The moment Lin Han was caught, Chen Xuan's whole heart was lifted.

He was thinking about whether to make a move, when he suddenly heard Lin Han say, "You are the demon servant of the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord. ”

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes flashed red.

"Sure enough, you kid knows who I am. ”

"Say!, how do you know?"

"Who told you?"

His tone was obviously cold, but it could make people feel a hint of irritation.

Lin Han smiled reluctantly and said slowly, "You let go of me first." ”

The black-robed man probably thought that Lin Han couldn't run at all, so he simply let Lin Han go.

However, the next moment, Lin Han's body shone brightly, and Sen Leng's chill erupted, and in just an instant, his body was frozen by Xuan Bing?

"Huh?"

The black-robed man was a little surprised, and he couldn't understand Lin Han's operation.

But soon, he found that Lin Han in the Xuan Ice had disappeared, and there was no sign at all.

"Damn ants!"

The black-robed man was suddenly furious, and he couldn't even take care of those people from the six major factions, and his divine sense spread out, looking for Lin Han's traces in the entire Tiandang Mountain, and launched a pursuit.

On the other side, Chen Xuan was also a little surprised.

Lin Han doesn't know what it's called, it seems to be pretty good.

I don't know if there will be a chance to learn it secretly in the future.

Just now he was thinking about whether to save Lin Han, after all, the black-robed man just now was not at the same level as Lin Han's strength at all, even if Lin Han's strength increased tenfold, or even a hundred times, it would not be the opponent of the black-robed man, if he didn't make a move, Lin Han was really likely to be killed.

Now it seems that perhaps his worries were unwarranted.

Lin Han's life was much harder than he imagined.

"Wait!"

Chen Xuan suddenly remembered something.

According to his previous guess, Lin Han is likely to have a kind of luck hanging, and if he doesn't die in a catastrophe, he will have a blessing in the future.

Now that Lin Han is being hunted down, shouldn't he wait to get some treasures?

He was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw a figure flying towards Lin Han from behind Lin Han, it was obvious that it was the black-robed man just now.

Lin Han obviously felt the danger as well, and he didn't care about escaping, so he froze himself again.

"Bang!"

The black-robed man slapped the Xuan Bing to pieces, but Lin Han in the Xuan Ice had already disappeared.

In a trance, Lin Han appeared in a very peculiar place.

Surrounded by a sea of blood, it seemed to be an altar at its feet, with a sword inserted in the center of the altar, its whole body was blood-red, exuding a surging killing intent.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuan only felt a little crying and laughing.

It's coming, it's coming.

Sure enough, it's a guy who has opened his luck.

Escaping and escaping, there is no one who has escaped to such a place of hidden treasure.

However, this time it shouldn't be the inheritance of the ancient bosses, right?

The sword in the center of the altar is obviously a magic sword or a fierce sword, and it is estimated that it is unlikely to be controlled by Lin Han.

Since it can't be controlled, it is probably not so easy to pull out this sword.

He was thinking like this, when suddenly, Lin Han took two steps forward, put his hands on the hilt of the sword, and tried to pull it out.

"No, right, do you really want to draw your sword?" Chen Xuan was a little surprised.

It turned out that Lin Han really didn't get the inheritance of the big guy this time, and he didn't get the approval of the sword in the center of the altar.

Far from drawing the sword, he seemed to be affected, and his hands gradually became blood-red, as if they were stained with blood.

Even, the blood-red color was still gradually spreading, extending towards the rest of Lin Han's body, as if it was about to devour Lin Han.

Lin Han's eyes were distracted, and he looked depressed, which made Chen Xuan worry.

However, when he saw the blood-red color spread to Lin Han's shoulders, Lin Han's eyes finally brightened, and his eyes returned to clarity.

Immediately after, the cold light on Lin Han's body burst out, and a cold aura erupted, forcing the piece of blood red that had invaded his shoulder to retreat.

When his hands returned to their normal color, Lin Han let out a loud shout, and a very mysterious ice-blue mark spat out of his mouth and landed on the sword in Lin Han's hand.

The color of the sword gradually changed, from blood red to ice blue, as if it was covered with a thin layer of ice.

Before the sword body could all turn ice blue, a rumbling sound sounded.

The altar under his feet shook violently, and the sea of blood around him kept surging.

With a "choking", the sword in the center of the altar was pulled out by Lin Han.

This sword obviously had spirituality, and it kept struggling to break free from Lin Han's hands.

While Lin Han was desperately trying to control it, he called out: "Daojun." ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Xuan faintly realized what Lin Han wanted to say.

Sure enough, I soon heard Lin Han say, "Can I exchange this sword for a chance for you to make a move?"

Chen Xuan: "......"

The last Han Emperor's scepter was indeed Lin Han's thing, but this time, Lin Han only temporarily controlled this sword.

That's it, and you still want to exchange him for a chance to make a move?

He was muttering when he suddenly saw a virtual interface box pop up:

"Tool man Lin Han, offer you the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, do you want to accept it?"

"Reminder: After receiving, it will be automatically converted to an analog value (500 points). ”

Is this okay?

Chen Xuan was very surprised.

He also thought that things that didn't belong to Lin Han couldn't be used by Lin Han to offer at all, but now it seems that it can still be done.

However, the last time the Cold Emperor's Scepter could convert 1000 analog points, this time the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword can only be converted into 500 analog points, because the grade of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword is not comparable to the Cold Emperor's Scepter?

Or is it that the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword doesn't belong to Lin Han, so it's missing 500 simulation points?

In addition, this sword is called the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, so in this case, it should be the saber of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, right?

Receive this sword, convert this sword to analog values?

If he is discovered by the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, will the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord be furious?

"Forget it, no matter what, if you can gain 500 simulation points, even if you provoke the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, it is not impossible to consider. ”

"Besides, Lin Han definitely wants me to kill the Demon Servant of the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, and if I kill that Demon Servant, I will probably still provoke the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord. ”

"You can't kill that servant. ”

Even if Lin Han didn't trade with him, when Lin Han was helpless and was about to be killed, Chen Xuan would probably still make a move, after all, he was a tool man who could stably produce simulation value, and he had no reason to watch the tool man being killed, not to mention that he only needed to consume simulation value when he made a move.

Since both horizontal and vertical have to make a move, and both horizontal and vertical have to provoke the bloodthirsty demon lord, it must be better to receive it.

After thinking about it, he said with his thoughts: "I didn't even pay attention to the Han Emperor's scepter, do you think I can look at this bloodthirsty demon sword that doesn't belong to you at all?"

Lin Han was stunned for a moment.

"Having said that, after all, there are still things for you to do, and this time I will reluctantly agree to you. Chen Xuan continued.

When Lin Han heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Daojun." ”

Chen Xuan didn't respond, just clicked "accept" with his mind.

"Whew!"

The white light flashed, and the bloodthirsty demon sword in Lin Han's hand disappeared.

At the same time, in front of Chen Xuan, a virtual interface box popped up: "Received successfully, the analog value is +500." ”