Chapter Eighty-Six: The Bloodthirsty Sword
The sword was in the stone, and the sword qi dissipated, releasing a strong demonic qi from the sword. The three of them looked at the sword, which was very wide and thick, only in the shape of the sword, but without a blade. It feels sharper than the blade of a sword, and if you don't get closer, you will gain a point. Seventeen said: "Boss, this is the magic sword that the prince said, and the magic is so strong. ’
The man in black said, "It is worthy of the sword of the demon lord back then, how powerful it will be to get the inheritance of the sword." ’
His eyes narrowed into a line, and he walked over step by step with a long sword in one arm, exuding sword momentum. There was only a sword in his eyes, and Twenty-Four stood in the distance and didn't know what to think. There was only the boss in black in his eyes, and he kept looking at it and didn't care about standing beside Seventeen. Seventeen had been waiting for the boss to fetch the sword, his eyes full of anticipation.
The man in black walked towards the magic sword step by step, moving very slowly under the pressure of the sword. The sword is in the stone, and in the eyes of the people, there is a high one, like the emperor talking beside the commoners, and no one dares to speak and raise his head. Cracks in the black-clothed man's sword began to slowly shatter, and a stream of bright blood erupted from his mouth.
The hilt of the sword in his hand was deeply rooted in the ground, and it was difficult to take a step forward while panting. Seventeen saw that the boss was injured, and immediately went over and pulled it out. The man in black immediately breathed, and after a long time, he said softly, "The sword is very powerful, and we can't drive it, even if the prince can't." ’
This sentence is very simple, seventeen is a pity, twenty-four still looks at the sword, depending on his confidence to take away. Said: 'Boss let me try.' ’
Seventeen said: "Junior brother can't, the eldest Yuanying can't go halfway through his cultivation, you go in and be careful not to die." It's better to leave early, and tell the prince the truth that it's not for us. ’
Twenty-four said: 'Brother Seventeen, you underestimate the prince too much, do you think the prince will let me live.' ’
The black-clothed man's face changed and he looked at Twenty-Four, and was about to make a move Twenty-Four then said: "This sword is our hope of life, and if it is handed over to the prince, the status will be higher than that of other brothers." We must get the sword and hand it to the prince, and besides, the prince is so kind to us that if we can't even do this little thing, will we still have the face to appear in front of the prince?"
The man in black retracted his sword qi when he heard Twenty-four's words, and his face slowly relaxed: "Go if you want, don't live up to the prince's expectations of you, this is your chance to perform." The credit for getting the sword is yours, and I will say it in front of the prince. ”
Seventeen looked strangely at the man in black and was about to speak, but before he opened his mouth, the man in black glanced at it with his majestic eyes, closed his eyes, and quietly began to breathe. At the moment when he saved the man in black, he was hit by sword qi several times, swallowing a few pills to heal his wounds quietly.
Twenty-four said: 'Boss, I won't disappoint you, no, no, no, and I won't disappoint the prince. I will definitely take the sword and hand it to the prince to repay the prince's kindness to me. ’
The man in black said, 'Well, go and get the sword.' ’
Twenty-four said, 'It will be.' ’
Smiling at the man in black, he turned around and thought about the sword, his expression suddenly became hideous, and he thought in his heart, you brother, old fox, just want to die, I want to die. I will give you the sword when I get it, my lord, the sword is my hope.
With each further increase in pressure, Twenty-Four felt that there was not much pressure at all in this distance, and felt that it was impossible for Yuan Ying Xiu to come here. Although Seventeen's speed was fast, it couldn't be rescued so easily. Looking at the man in black in the distance, Seventeen said softly: "It's really worthy of your one-handed * to know your consciousness without speaking, it seems that killing him is also deliberate, leaving me just to let me die, it is best to touch the sword to see if there is danger, and finally kill me, it is really a good calculation, then I will also play with you."
Twenty-four walked through the last place left by the man in black, walked a very easy distance, and began to walk slowly, looking at every step was difficult, the black clothes on his body were cut by the sword qi, and a few drops of blood flowed out of the wound on the surface of the skin.
The man in black, Seventeen, in the distance, looked at Twenty-Four in a difficult way, and was a little worried, afraid that if he couldn't walk to the side of the sword, he would fall, and a character appeared in his hand, ready to be released at any time.
Twenty-four kept getting closer, watching as there were still twenty steps to reach the sword, and the pressure of the sword skyrocketed, and his legs began to bend. The sword in his hand gathered all his spiritual power, and he continued to walk for five steps, and the sword began to shatter, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. The man in black looked at where a person who had built a foundation and cultivated walked to reduce the pressure of a fallen character floating to Twenty-four.
Standing up, he continued to walk five steps, and saw that the sword was already very neat, but there was no blade, but the sharpness of the sword was not reduced. If it weren't for the tip of the sword, it would be more like a ring ruler. Countless runes appeared on the sword body in the twenty-four eyes, and the runes were like sword moves and formations. The appearance of the rune became more majestic around it, and Twenty-Four unleashed its magic to fight against it.
Between the sword body and the hilt, there are two words, "bloodthirsty", and the momentum is scattered outside the sword.