"No...... No, no...... Nope!"

The cavalry surged, intertwined eyes in front of him, a man named Elende tore his hair and skin, trying to hold the frost that had faded from him, and occasionally, he raised his gaze to look at the sword not far in front of him, the black in his eyes faded again, bloodshot again, his body swayed, and he took two steps towards the opposite side.

"Give it back to me...... Give me back ......."

On the other side of the field of vision, the cloak was caressing, Xia Yi smiled and stretched out his hand, in the voice of pleading, holding the frost sorrow inserted in the ground, and the moment he pinched the hilt of the sword, his left eye suddenly spread out a deep black.

In the next second, the snow drinking knife on his waist bloomed with the hum of the blade, which was amplified in his ears.

Buzz Buzz ......

The palm of Xia Yi's shoulder was loosened and retracted, but in a moment, the memory of the sword body had been written down by him.

Infected with epidemic diseases......

The wound does not heal......

Curse......

Frostbite Soul ......

Dark Erosion ......

Wake up the dead......

...... Homicide.

The ability of the weapon crossed Xia Yi's mind, this sword was not like the weapons he had obtained before, such as the Tang Heng Knife, which came with martial arts, or such as Fang Tian's Halberd and Qinglong Knife, which had a clear context to follow.

But this Frost Sorrow does not have any martial arts, but only provides the first four negative abilities in the sword body, attack, and gives the enemy a variety of irresistible, magic-like abilities.

The latter two, one can be used on the initiative to resurrect the dead corpse and fight for the sword-wielder, and the last one makes Xia Yi's previous worries finally come true.

It was a piece of content, and it kept a moment in Xia Yi's mind.

Kill your father, who is standing in front of you, take his place, and become an even more powerful man.

"It's really a good weapon......" Xia Yi has no way to describe the sorrow of the frost, he hasn't played that game, but he has read some information, and overall, he is glad that he didn't use it on Earth in the first place.

"Elender Filial Son, it seems that you killed your own father for this sword, right?"

Xia Yi held the hilt of the sword again, and this time, the ability of the heart of the weapon was activated, suppressing the temptation magic that made people sink and degenerate.

Bang!

Frost's sorrow was pulled out of the ground by Xia Yi, weighed it twice in his hand, and suddenly threw it, crossing a trajectory in the sky and landing in front of Allund.

The latter looked at the sword lying at his feet with some hesitation, and when he raised his gaze, he heard Xia Yi's voice sound over there.

"Pick it up, then, and hit me. ”

Arlund hurriedly bent down, grasped the weapon in his hand, and the strength returned, the frost climbed up his hair and face, raised his head and took a deep breath, and then spit out a mouthful of white mist.

"That's what you said, weapon master Xia, don't regret it!"

"I said it. ”

Xia Yi pulled out the snow drinking knife on his waist, and seemed to feel the consciousness on the opposite sword, and the ability to enter the demon gradually awakened, as the snow-white blade slowly withdrew from the sheath, the masonry of the street below burst inch by inch.

The moment the tip of the knife swayed to the ground with a soft sound, Xia Yi's cloak on half of his body was raised with a bang, and a circle of twisted ripples spread under his feet, crackling and blowing away the fragmented masonry debris, hitting the doors and windows of nearby street shops, smashing into a deep pit.

The night wind blew through the long street, and the strong wind blew in his face, and Allend held his sword, and the corners of his mouth cracked on his frosty face: "Then you can try my sword!"

The magic of the blade swallowed his reason, and the power of bewitchment seemed to urge Allender to slash all the enemies in his way, and when he saw the momentum unfolding on the opposite side, he raised his hands to Frost Sorrow, placed his right shoulder on his side, and stepped away.

With each step, there was a cold air on the ground with a black aura spreading, and then, the soles of his feet violently exerted force, pushing his body out.

Boom.....

The footsteps ran wildly, and the sword blade roared and slashed with the power of cutting off the enemy, but Xia Yi on the opposite side only raised his arm, raised the knife lightly, and blocked the sword blade he slashed, and with a bang, a little spark flashed between the two weapons.

Ellend looked across from Xia Yi's left eye, which was white.

The next moment, only the figure holding the knife in his right arm was simply pulled horizontally, the blade pressed against the sword, and a series of sparks flickered wildly in the night.

The majestic force pressed on Allend's arms in an instant, and the muscles tightened to the extreme in an instant, and his feet crushed the street and sank into the stone chips, and then, the whole body was forcibly shifted backwards, and when he drew the ravines that his feet stepped on, he hit the mount behind him with a bang.

The beast roared –

In the impact, the front chest and thick neck were broken, and the Alende who was pushed was smashed to the ground together, and the Tatasian cavalry around was frightened and avoided, looking at this scene, no one dared to step forward, and at the same time, because of the death of the marquis, someone knew who did it, and such a killing behavior made them feel ashamed.

Right now, you look at me, I'll look at you, no one wants to go up.

In front of the broken mount corpse, Allende got up in embarrassment, and the power of the knife just now, at this time, his face changed.

"It's impossible ..... why ..... can't beat you....."

All around, the soldiers were backing away, distancing themselves from him, and Allend turned to look at them, "..... you turn your back on me?"

Without waiting for the soldiers to reply, behind Allende, there was a sound of footsteps coming over, he hurriedly turned around, in front of his vision, Xia Yi was hanging the snow drinking knife obliquely, his face was as silent as water, only the white eyes that were open made people shudder.

"Whether the weapon is powerful or not, it still depends on who is using it, you ......"

Xia Yi's voice extended in a low voice, "...... is just a child wielding a weapon for adults. ”

The foot that took the step, as the words fell, took a sharp step, and a knife with the sound of the wind whistled out.

Magic Knife: Love!

In front of Elend's eyes, the blade bloomed, as if it had stretched out the surrounding black, which was a martial art that no one had expected, and an inhuman power.

The sword soared, carrying a terrifying momentum, swallowing the sky and killing the earth.

Boom –

The blade slammed into the ground, the masonry shattered and splashed to both sides, and the cold light that bloomed on the blade seemed to have life, extending rapidly forward, becoming huge, and the retreating cavalry and soldiers frantically rushed into the surrounding buildings, and Elend, who was standing there, rushed forward to meet the flying sword.

There was no blood splattered, and the cold glow cut directly from him, and it was still spreading backwards, and the houses and hard rocks that came into contact were cracking in an instant, the earth and rocks were flying, and the loud sound of the building was booming, and it was divided into two halves, some collapsed, and some remained in the state of being cut and stood still in place.

The sword took the shape of a half-moon, pushing and grinding with devastating destruction, cutting any buildings and pedestrians it touched along the way, and the miserable howls of countless people, the movement of building collapse, and the sound of chaos resounded through the night sky.

Xia also inserted the knife into the sheath, and the red lines on his arm were closed.

He walked to the front, came to the body that stood still, took the frost sorrow from the other person's hand, and for a moment over his shoulder, he said, "It's a waste to hold it in your hand." ”

There was a dry 'ho' sound in Arrond's throat.

There are red lines on the forehead that spread over the bridge of the nose, lips, chest and neck...... In an instant, the body hissed and collapsed to both sides, and blood and internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground.

The chaos in the city continues.

The cold light of the half moon hit the walls of the arena in the ring of the city, cracking a huge gap before disappearing into the air.

Inside, the crouching slaves first looked at the gap in the wall in horror, and some people reacted from the rocks and bricks falling from the broken wall.

"Freedom—"

It was a childish, hoarse girl's voice shouting.

Many of the slaves who reacted stood up from their crouches, wearing ankles and snails, and looked out with burning eyes......