"You look for death!"

Doujun's male burst out, shot one hand on the sword box with one hand, the box lid quickly bounced, and the air flipped for dozens of times .∮∮,

A black long sword full of blood -colored patterns flew out of the sword box, and the box lid automatically returned to the sword box, and the sword box closed again.

The black sword was also suspended from the front of the Douyu man.

The crimson brow frowned slightly, and the blood color lines burned above the black sword continued to flow, and the bloody smell of blood was obviously a very bloodthirsty magic soldier. And the pressure on the sword,

It has faintly exceed the category of the true god -level strong, so that the crimson feels unprecedented pressure.

"Sword master, this white -haired kid is the sacrifice I found for you." Douyu said.

The black sword also seemed to understand the words of the Douyu man.

After a long while, the black sword sword trembled slightly, and after a moment of groaning. After the sound continued for a moment, he finally quietly landed and slowly landed in front of Douyu men.

The male attitude of Douyu is extremely respectful, "Since the sword master is satisfied, I slaughtered this kid as a sacrifice!"

After speaking, he reached out and held his horn handle with one hand, and looked up at the crimson not far from the opposite side.

Although the expression under the opponent's Douyu cannot be seen, it can be imagined that the expression on the other side's face at this moment should have a little bit of interest.

This is not important for the crimson. In his opinion, although the opponent is strong, it is not a qualified sword repair. Because the other party can't even control his sword, this although the other party’s combat power is extremely

The significant improvement is also the biggest flaw of the other party.

"I don't know where you come from the confidence, dare to reprimand me, your combat power. As I am at the same level at all. Or, if you say, you're a good mouth and other kung fu."

In his eyes, in his opinion, the crimson is too weak, and he is not as good as becoming his opponent's qualifications. Only letting himself slaughter.

"I only discovered that you are not nonsense, but it's really naked. If you want to fight, just fight, like a lady, grind it."

"Boy who is not self -raising, since you want to die so, then I will become all you." The long sword tip of Douyu's hand pointed at the crimson, and the wrist moved, and a sword flower was provoked.

A bloody god source came out from the tip of the sword. When the wind was long, it was long, and it turned into a long river of blood, and it swept away by the crimson.

Standing with a sword with a sword, a white hair was crazy. When the blood -colored river arrived, he cut out the long sword in his hand.

A cyan sword light sprayed out, and the bloody long river was torn into two halves.

It's just that the bloody long river is endless, and the blue sword light gradually shows the incomparable trend.

"My Shen Yuan is far less strong than him. This kind of fight is very unfavorable to me ..." The Crimson quickly realized that the problem was.

But he realized that it was too late when the problem was, and the blue sword light had been completely swallowed by the bloody long river.

The scarlet body shape immediately retreated. The long river of blood seemed to have eyes, and it kept pursuing it.

In desperation, the crimson chose to go back and resist. The blue long sword was in front of him, and it hit again with the bloody long river.

Under the impact of the blood -colored river, the crimson body was washed away thousands of kilometers. But fortunately, the blood -colored long river was finally consumed. This trick, the crimson color resisted.

Just as he wanted to take a breath, a figure suddenly flashed not far away.

"You are really too weak, just I just hit it. I want to try to see what strength you are, and then decide to play with you with a few points of combat power.

It is full of ridicule, "As far as you have such strength, you still teach me a lot? If you want to say a big words, come back for millions of years and come again in your next life."

"What's the use of combat power? But it is a slave of a sword. Once you recognize the sword, you will be a servant for life and you must not turn over. Every day, you can't do anything except killing and raising the sword.

Breakthrough, the strength of the sword servant cannot keep up with the needs of the sword, and it will be abandoned by the sword and died. You have killed the sword for this magic sword.

You, what will you end? You know, once this magic sword breaks through the existing level, it is not difficult to find a stronger sword servant to find a stronger sword servant. "

It is indeed a fact, and the Douyu man also knows these.

Douyu man just sneered, "The cunning boy, do you think this separation will be useful to me?"

"I can help you suppress the magic sword in your hand, and return you free!" The crimson eyes calmly stared at the other party. "I am a member of the pupils. The gods have a strong soul and the pupil inheritance of the soul.

"

"As long as I suppress the sword soul of this magic sword, you can get freedom and no longer be bound by this magic sword."

"Huh, it's ridiculous, the guy who couldn't even get a trick even dared to say such a big words, so don't he afraid to flash his tongue?" Douyu man just gave a response for a while, and he obviously did not believe in the words of crimson.

"You say this, you want to disrupt my mind and make me show flaws. Do you think I will be fooled?! If you really have the ability to suppress the sword soul, you have already killed me and seized the sword away. Why bother to me with me

Here is a big tongue?! "

In fact, I have guessing this result for a long time. The Douyao man is restrained by the magic sword. Even if he wants to get rid of the control of the magic sword, it is impossible to give the magic sword to himself.

It will be abandoned by the magic sword for a while and dies.

Moreover, in order to gain enough power, some people can rather abandon freedom. Whether the Doumao man is this kind of human crimson, but he knows that his only vitality is to defeat the Doujun man, otherwise, he will be reduced to himself to be reduced to himself.

The sacrifice of the magic sword.

"My Shen Yuan, physical strength, speed and other aspects are not as good as this fighting man. Just now he just hit a blow, and I am so embarrassed. It seems that I can only use that move ..."

Wrinkle, he analyzed the strength of the opponent and found that his winning rate was indeed too low.

"Green Sky, borrow your strength to me!" Crimson's left hand holds the sword sword body, and suddenly forces, the blood suddenly overflows from the palm. He pulls his palm to the left one, and the scarlet blood color suddenly immersed the entire long length.

The sword of the sword.

When it was lifted to the crimson blood, the cyan long sword also began to tremble violently.

The cyan mist overflowed from the sword body and sank into Feixin's body along the right arm.
Chapter completed!