Chapter 9: Divine Soldiers

"No ......"

The people behind him screamed, the swordsman had realized how much mistake he had made, but it was too late to make up for the mistake, and the people who had reached the back of the swordsman would not let the swordsman make up for it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

After Song Ling swung out the terrifying cross hammer energy, her body followed, and with the help of the cross hammer energy cover, she made a Tibetan horse style, and when neither of them knew it, she approached the swordsman.

The cross hammer plus the Tibetan horse style are all evolved from the medieval European crusade, when the knight dodged the deadly arrows when charging, pay attention to the three in one, under the cover of the sledgehammer, the arrow is difficult to hurt, and the charging knight is enough to maintain a safe position.

Now there are no horses, with fists as hammers and empty hands as subordinates, but the domineering spirit is not inferior to the medieval knights who are united with men and horses. Under Song Ling's special skills, there is a silent characteristic.

It was only when he got close to the enemy that the true power of the crosshammer exploded.

Song Ling had a little compassion on her face, as if what was going on next was to help this enemy. Even if it was a Dongying swordsman, in the face of Song Ling's holy face, the strength in his hand couldn't help but loosen a little.

However, this Dongying swordsman is a veteran in the end, and in a moment, he reflected his current situation, and as soon as his hand moved, the long knife was already horizontal in front of him.

As long as Song Ling hesitated for a moment, as long as he was momentarily momentarily successful, he was enough to win a glimmer of life.

But although there is not much fighting, Song Ling, who has a lot of combat experience, will not let go of this opportunity.

The hand that was holding the hammer did not waver, and it slammed straight into the long knife of the swordsman.

"Bang Bang ......"

The sound of a clash of gold and iron was short and swift, but after a moment, the sound stopped, and in turn, it was like a pounding sound on a cowhide drum.

Under this blow, the swordsman even brought a knife, and Gu was destroyed in Song Ling's hands.

There, before dying, the knife man was still holding his knife tightly, but the knife was directly distorted by Song Ling's strength, and then blasted into his chest, causing a terrifying wound, and the inside was also a puddle of paste.

This is also another kind of human knife in one!

The swordsman died, and he didn't understand that his famous knife was made by meteorite outside the sky after seven days and seven nights, but it was just a little worse, it was a human magic weapon, why was it so far when blocking Song Ling's blow.

Swordsmen use knives, but they have never understood the knives in their hands, they don't know the concept of knives in their hands, and they have never been recognized, so they have such an end, otherwise, with the strength of human soldiers, it will not be like this.

The three products of the divine soldiers, the first product of the heavenly divine soldiers, the divine weapons made of heaven and earth, have long become legends, and the earth divine soldiers, naturally conceived by the spirit of the mountains and rivers, and the rest of the human divine soldiers, are forged by the casting masters, adhering to the concept of those masters, in order to truly unite the human sword.

The swordsman's knife already has some characteristics of a human god soldier, but the swordsman has never studied it deeply, which is a fatal flaw.

However, in this last moment, by almost flesh and blood with the knife, the swordsman got what he wanted and realized his mistake.

His knife was created by a sword-casting master who suffered from war during the Warring States period in order to stop this troubled world, and the concept of adhering to it is to stop the world. And this swordsman is holding such a knife to kill the world, he will not die today, and in the future, he will also fall into the devil.

The swordsman who figured it out, with the last trace of regret that he could not kill the enemy, closed his eyes, and fell under the shocked gaze of others.

It's a pity that the swordsman still hasn't figured out some things, how can a person like him, who was born to kill, understand that master's disgust with war.

That master hated war, had experienced too many wars, and already had a poisonous thought in his heart, that is, on this sharp weapon, a curse was carved, and it was also the ladder of this knife's progress.

One day, the person who holds this sharp blade does not have good thoughts, but becomes a monster to kill, and when he dies, he is full of flesh and blood, and he is transformed into food, leaving the right path - Yan Wu.

And this swordsman is a killer, in the eyes of that person, he is naturally already a monster, and in this way, the final step of the knife casting begins.

The knife was like a monster, and it began to absorb the flesh and blood essence on the swordsman's body. Even the swordsman who had already entered the death still couldn't bear the pain, returned to the light, opened his eyes again, scratched his body a few times, and then closed his eyes in pain.

Such a terrifying change makes people think that this swordsman was born from death, or that some terrible corpse change has occurred. When everyone's eyes were attracted, the knife that had already bent Song Ling jumped out like a living being, and the knife body was glowing like blood, forming a contrast with the swordsman's shriveled body, which made people guess a little more.

At the same time, on the blade, two subordinate characters are particularly conspicuous.

Someone couldn't help but read it, "Yan Wu!"

As soon as the words fell, the Yan Wudao trembled.

However, the Yan Wu knife fell on the shriveled corpse of the swordsman, making it even more weird.

While everyone couldn't help but be frightened, they couldn't help but be a little greedy.

Although I don't know what's going on, judging from the spirituality of the Yan Dance Knife, it is undoubtedly already a human divine weapon.

The preciousness of human and divine weapons, in addition to being scarce, is still relied on by chance, and now that a human and divine weapon has appeared in front of them, how can they not let greed rise in their hearts.

Even after making a killing move, Song Meiling, who was calming down her somewhat scattered breath, couldn't help but have a strange look in her eyes.

Her current status also does not have a protective human divine weapon, if she can subdue this divine weapon, she can't help but be a little more sure of what will happen next.

But after using a cross hammer, Song Ling, whose breath had already slipped down, was not much different from the other person in terms of strength, and in such a situation, it was a little too weak to snatch this divine weapon.

However, after the aura subsides, her strength will return to eighty percent of its original level, and at that time, it will not be difficult to clean up these people.

Song Ling thought about it clearly, and those Dongying people also found suspicions from her chaotic breathing.

These Dongying people no longer cared about their mission, and when the swordsman asked Song Meiling to kill, their mission had already failed. But the appearance of this person's divine soldier made them see another way, if they brought the divine soldier back, not only was they innocent, but they would have great achievements.

In this way, these Dongying people quickly made up their minds, and separated the person who was becoming more and more metallized to drag Song Ling back, while they went to take away the divine soldiers.

As for the bones under the divine soldiers, they tacitly ignored the past, in their opinion, the swordsman had already died well and made a great contribution to the empire.

It is the divine soldier who has the gnosis master and slave, and the essence is until the fish turns into a dragon, and Dongying is mostly a cold-hearted generation, and the corpses of his companions have not been loosened.