Tortureblade spent the day in Frannie's study. While listening to Frannie's explanation of common knowledge to him, he also began to read and write.

The first day of teaching was flat and there were no waves. Even Frannie didn't quietly export her dark thoughts to Tortureblade.

At this time, because Frannie is a smart person, a very smart person.

Farney took a shallow sip of her coffee, sat down on the sofa leisurely, and thought, "Such a pure man, his instinctive perception is even stronger than that of a beast." Any slight hostility will be detected by him. You can't make a big mistake because of a small mistake, give him enough favor first, and then start to act. ”

Tortureblade crouched in his seat, looking at the books on the table with a very serious expression.

Squatting is the sitting position of the torture blade. Because Torture Blade believes that if you sit, you can't fully exert your legs in the event of a sudden attack. That would be dangerous.

After finishing the last page of the book, Tortureblade stood up and stepped out of his chair.

But just as the torture blade had just taken a step, his face was suddenly as pale as paper, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Hearing the thud, Farney hurriedly looked up, and saw Torture Blade's body lying limply on the ground, her face pale. There was an imperceptible hint of confusion in his dark eyes. He didn't know why he was the way he was.

When Frannie saw this, she hurriedly stepped forward to hold the torture blade, like a child who saw her beloved toy broken, and anxiously asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Dizziness, no strength in the whole body." Torture Blade said calmly.

"Go! Call the doctor! Frankie yelled.

At dusk, Torture Blade sat up from the couch with his forehead on his side, and beside him was a doctor in a white lab coat.

"Miss, there's nothing wrong with it. He had low blood sugar due to prolonged malnutrition. ”

Hearing the doctor's diagnosis, Frannie was secretly relieved. "This one-of-a-kind terror blade can't just break like that."

The doctor picked up the dark chocolate beans from Frankie's plate, handed them to Torture Blade and said, "Eat, you'll be better when you're done." ”

Torture Blade took the black bean, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and put it in his mouth after making sure it was not poisonous.

In a moment, Torture Blade's pale face returned to ruddy, and the strength of his whole body returned.

The doctor turned to Frankie and said, "Give him more of these chocolate chips." Eat some every day and you'll be fine. ”

Torture Blade felt the bittersweet and special taste in his mouth, and raised his hand to touch his stomach.

After the bean was in its stomach, Torture Blade's stomach keenly felt a large amount of energy emanating from its stomach.

"The energy of the beans at this moment can provide me with an hour of active energy." Blade analysis complete.

In the evening, the Apocalypse City turned on all the lights, illuminating the entire city.

Tortureblade returns to his home with a box full of chocolate chips.

He took out a pitch-black bean and put it in his mouth, and Tortureblade nodded in satisfaction.

He loves this black bean very much. Not only does it taste good, but it also gives you important energy for activity.

He looked down at the screen on the Lingjian bracer and made sure he was home.

Navigation maps are the basic functionality of every guide. Tortureblade had just learned this skill from Frannie.

As soon as he walked through the door, Tortureblade felt a hint of malice surging in the darkness.

The foot that has been taken is slowly retracted. "Liberate the mind!"

Yellow leopard armor covered the flesh of the torture blade, and star-like eyes swept in the darkness, the next second. He zeroed in on the source of the malice.

Sou!

The body was like a sharp arrow shot out, and a half-meter-long hideous wrist knife suddenly popped out of his left arm. Under the moon, with the light of a silver sword, it pierced the darkness by the wall.

While!

A wristblade piercing into the darkness collides with a greatsword. Then several young men with surprised faces emerged in the darkness.

"How did you find out about us?" The young man with the giant sword looked full of surprise.

The torture blade did not speak, and the wrist knife in his other hand stabbed directly into the young man's head.

With a crisp sound, the blade's wrist knife was blocked by another young man's shield.

"Are you dumb? Cheap breed!? The young man in the shield scolded impatiently.

Torture Blade still did not speak, and Torture Blade, which had entered a combat state, rarely spoke. Because as long as you open your mouth, it will affect your attack rhythm.

The greatsword and shield pushed back at the same time, trying to push the blade away.

In an instant, the wrist knife on the torture blade's arm suddenly disappeared. Then a large axe with a diameter of half a meter and a handle of one and a half meters long appeared in the hand of the torture blade.

With the power of retreating, the torture blade grasped the handle of the axe with both hands, and the green tendons of his arms burst out, and with the strength of Wan Jun, he pulled out a silver crescent moon forward.

Click! Click!

The two never dreamed that the person who was still wielding a wrist knife just now would suddenly pull out such a huge terrifying axe.

The giant sword youth and the shield youth at the front were directly cut into two pieces by the axe.

Seeing that the soul statues of the two were shattered, the remaining four people hurriedly stepped forward and protected the two behind them.

At the same time, four more people burst out of the darkness. All four of them wield the same Leopard Spirit Caliber as the Torture Blade. The sharp sword stabbed directly into the body of the torture blade.

In the face of the attack of the four people, the torture blade kicked his legs and quickly retreated.

But the attack of the four people was also extremely fast, and in an instant, the four short swords were already in front of them.

At the last moment, the weapon of the torture blade switched instantaneously again.

While!

This time the weapon was a huge shield. This shield is all silver and has a diameter of one meter. The side of the shield also has a chilling serration.

"It can't be!" The four of them were dumbfounded.

After the shield blocks the attack, the left hand of the torture blade is a silver metal rod that appears at the same time as the shield.

When the four of them heard this, they thought that the torture blade was about to attack, so they hurriedly dispersed and said over the radio, "Scatter and surround in all directions." The defense of the shield is too clumsy. ”

In the blink of an eye, the four surrounded the torture blades and attacked again from four directions.

"Look at how you resolve it this time!" Everyone thought viciously in their hearts.

But in the next second, their eyeballs almost didn't fall out.

I saw the torture blade skillfully insert the silver rod into the shield, and it looked like it had turned into a giant lollipop.

Buzz...

The moment the stick was inserted, the jagged teeth on the shield began to spin rapidly, and then the torture blade grabbed the end of the stick with both hands, twisted his waist, and directly circled the huge killing weapon.

The four men who attacked looked down in disbelief at their shattered soul statues.

"What the hell is this monster!" The ten people present were terrified.

The soul statue was shattered, and the four of them sat on the ground with pale faces, looking up at the terrifying existence like dragonmen.

The hideous and terrifying shield saw disappeared again, and then a serrated machete and revolver appeared in the man's hand.

The serrated machete was slowly raised.

"Stop!" The four people not far away shouted, but to no avail.

The hideous and terrifying machete slashed at the head of a person next to him without hesitation.

Bang!

At the last moment, a dazzling light flashed.

Torture Blade was stunned for a moment, and looked down to find that his entire left arm had disappeared.

Turning his head to look behind his left, a middle-aged man with stubble in a black trench coat stood in the doorway, and the two attendants behind him stared at the torture blade with gloomy faces.

The middle-aged man with stubble was holding a silver pistol, and it seemed that he had fired the previous shot.

"Commander-in-Chief!" The four people on the ground, who were already in despair, wept with joy as if they had seen the gods.

Thross's jet-black sword brow furrowed slightly, and his eagle-sharp eyes swept over the six pale youths before finally landing on the body of the torture blade.

"Don't you know that you can't kill people casually here?" Thross asked condescendingly.

The torture blade didn't move, and his right hand pinched the handle of the revolver several times, and finally slowly released it, and said calmly, "This is my home." ”

Thros was stunned for a moment, the tone of this cold young man was much calmer than he had imagined.

The wolf spirit woman among the ten said, "Commander-in-chief, we have reclaimed this place on the orders of our commander-in-chief. ”

Thros turned his head to look not far away, in the darkness of the Seven Kills Mansion, and instantly understood the reason in his mind.

Looking at a few people with a smile, Thros asked, "Do you instructors know about this?" ”

The ten people's faces turned pale when they heard this, and they were about to speak, when they were interrupted by a cold voice about to drop the ice ballast.

"We..."

"Of course I do." In the darkness, a dark red light flashed for a moment, and the owner of the voice appeared.

It was a woman in a neat black and purple uniform, tall and seductive, with long black hair scattered wantonly behind her.

In the dark, the fair-skinned lips and red-lipped lips resemble those of a legendary vampire.

Beautiful Danfeng's eyes are a pair of red pupils. The slender and fair-skinned jade hand played with this scarlet dagger.

"Teach... Ten people trembled all over and said with difficulty.

"Get out." The beautiful woman made a cold, piercing sound.

When the ten people heard this, they didn't dare to hesitate, and left quickly.

Torture Blade stared at the woman. From the moment the woman appeared, Tortureblade focused all his attention on her.

"Powerful, deadly, with indescribable lethality." This is how Tortureblade describes this woman.

Tortureblade knew a paucity of adjectives, so he cherished what he knew.

The description of the torture blade to Deng Heng is powerful.

But powerful and deadly are two different things.

"This should be a dragonman." Tortureblade has never been so oppressed.

The aura emanating from the woman was like a river of blood and swords formed by countless blood-stained swords. The torture blade is the man in the river, and there is no way to do it, and there is no room for resistance.

This kind of momentum is something that Deng Heng does not have. Because this kind of momentum requires not only great strength, but also countless blood.

"Murderer." Tortureblade whispered four words.

Thros looked at the beautiful woman and said, "Slaughter Lord, I hope you will be merciful to those children. ”

Yes, Slaughter King is the name of this beautiful woman, and the person is as good as her name!

"I'm the instructor of the Seven Killings." The Slaughter Butcher said a word, turning his head to stare at the torture blade.