Chapter 145: Wizard Night Core

"Whoosh!"

Sanba's entire back was pressed to the ground, like a flying arrow shot from a full string, and with his head up, he walked against the wind and flew towards the sword of yin.

"Drink!" In just an instant, Sanba's body reached the bottom of the black soil platform and stopped. With a roar from him, I saw his right fist clenching the sword wire and pulling it into his arms.

"Zheng!" The Yin Sword emitted a dazzling red light, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it actually broke out of the ground and flew towards Sanba!

Sanba easily took the flying Yin Sword, and after another beautiful carp stood up, he quickly got up, and saw a sword inserted on the platform at a glance. In response, he held aloft the Yin Sword and shouted excitedly, "Haha, I won!"

At this moment, if there was any Yin Yang Sword Man with a little discernment, he would definitely clapped his hands and praised: "What a Sanba, the toughness of his Yin Silk has reached such a height!"

Because, Sanba's Yin Sword Silk can be pulled out: two-thirds of the Yin Sword is inserted into the ground, which means that the toughness of his Yin Sword Silk even exceeds the Yang Silk of other Yin Yang Sword People!

"Bang Bang ......" In fact, Nightcore couldn't help but applaud. However, his praise was overwhelmed.

With a smile on his face, Yexin gave a thumbs up to Qiye beside him, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaoye, yes, win beautiful!"

"Huh?!Feng Qiye, your sword?" Sanba's wild laugh quickly condensed on his face, his eyes were full of shock, and he wondered.

Sanhachi could hardly believe his eyes, because he suddenly saw the back of Qiye: those two scabbards were stuck in both swords.

"Impossible! Then this sword is!" As if crazy, Sanba ran to the platform, and after a closer look, he found the clue, because the place where the sword was inserted was obviously different from the previous position. Not only that, but the sword body was slightly slanted, and the entire sword was only one-third of the way into the ground.

"It's a 'shot'!" As soon as Sanbayi drew his sword, the sword made a "buzzing" sound. At the same time, his face was dead. Because, the white sword in his hand was the sword of the sun that he had slanted into the ground before.

"Impossible, impossible......" Sanba's hands loosened, and he fell to the ground with the yin and yang swords, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, as if paralyzed, and he read in a distracted manner.

So what's really going on?

Go back to the past, that is, when the sixteenth step was taken at 38.

"Twenty-five!" stopped suddenly, Qiye didn't turn around, he didn't even look back, he directly used the Yi technique to move the sword.

With a flash of red light in his hand, Nanaya appeared on the platform with a sword in his right hand. Without the slightest hesitation, he clasped Nanahime with both hands, and pulled out his sword violently.

"Huh?" After retracting the sword in a chic manner, Qiye was taken aback, because he saw three or eight: still counting his steps persistently. And the sword of the sun, which was not far away from him and was slanted into the ground, flashed with a cold light that was unusually dazzling.

"Boom!" strode over to the sword of the sun, and pulled it out at once, as if he were a lover, and touched the sword body emotionally.

The Yi Sword Master in the mainland has a certain sword love complex, and for Qiye, who is a sword lover and has a serious sword fetish, he will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

For this reason, he even suppressed the joy of the victory in his heart, and without saying a word, he tiptoed out the sword of the sun.

"Good sword!" Nanaya held the sword of the sun in his hand, and after gesturing in the air, finally, he threw it casually, and the sword of yang came out of his hand and shot diagonally on the platform.

Seven Nights did this for two purposes, one was that he was bent on trying the sharpness of the sword, and the other was that when he was dancing the sword, Night Core threw a sinister look at him, which frightened him and the sword came out of his hand.

With a smile on his face and a clapping face, Yexin gave a thumbs up to Qiye, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaoye, it's good, win beautiful!"

"Ah, Xinxin, I was wrong!" Qiye said listlessly, bowing his head. He knew that Nightcore was clearly saying the opposite.

Qiye knew: he shouldn't play with Sanba's sword at will, because for ordinary Yi Sword Masters, this is an extremely insulting act to reputation!

"Two hours!" Ye Xin showed no mercy, and firmly waved two fingers, his meaning was obvious: he needed to have another good talk with Qiye!

"Anyway, I lost!" Sanhachi said with a look of resentment, gritting his teeth. His eyes were fixed on the Nightcore, and he cursed to himself: What a fuck! This ugly wizard must have been in the way, he must have used some kind of sorcery to get in the way, just like the black woman.

Sanba would never believe that Qiye had won his own at such a strange speed! But he couldn't figure out the strangeness of this, so that he lost his temper so much.

It was only at this moment that he finally noticed this scene:

The night core who held up those two fingers and celebrated with a "yes" gesture, the corners of his mouth when he smiled sneered, showed that he didn't have little tiger teeth!

The witch Hei Po once said: If you want to become a wizard, you must sacrifice the most precious thing to the demon himself, which is the so-called price!

And this terrible wizard in front of him is obviously sacrificing his tiger teeth (mainlanders have a standard for a person's appearance, and without a small tiger tooth, it is as ugly as a huge birthmark on your face!)

"Haha...... My cute little sword boy: Little Sanba, stinky Sanba, dead Sanba!" Looking at Sanba's decadent appearance, the haze was swept away in seven nights, and it became rampant again. He put his arms around Sanba and laughed.

"Kneel, little Sanba, don't bow to the master yet!" Qiye let go of Sanba, who was full of evil spirits, and returned to him, shouting.

With a "bang", Sanba knelt on his knees, clenched the sword of yin and yang with both hands, and stuck it on the ground, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said:

"In the name of the sword soul, I, the Yin and Yang Sword Man Sanba, here and now, for my master, the wind and the night, offer my double swords, and sincerely obey the sword boy!"

"In the name of the sword soul, I!" Qiye pulled out the Qiji sword and put it on Sanba's back, he also learned Sanba's tone, pretending to say loudly: "Yin, Yin and Yang Sword Man, here and now, for my sword boy - Sanba, dedicate my Yang Sword, give it glory and swordsmanship!"

Nightcore and March were silent, they knew that this was the sword boy ceremony of the Sword Clan. The sword is a symbol of the dignity and glory of the swordsman, and Sanhachi's dedication of the double sword means that he will give up everything that is a swordsman and become the subordinate blade of the seven nights.

In Sanba's view: The sword boy is equivalent to the existence of a servant, and it is the ugly wizard of Yexin who makes Sanba degenerate into a sword boy.