My players are so cruel

Chapter 47 Kenshin
Within half an hour, almost all the players arrived one after another.

Among the more than 900 people, nearly [-] passed the Jianzhong test.

They were surprised to find that
This inheritance is actually not limited to occupations.

When a thin warlock with a staff squeezed into the barrier, everyone was boiling.

All the warlocks, archers and assassins rushed towards the barrier, and the one who rushed to the front was the nanny pharmacist.

Holding two gourds, he squeezed up!
The scene was magnificent.

Instead, the dumbfounded fighters fell to the rear, and then began to complain crazily.

"Damn, I finally got a hidden job, and I can even transfer to a nanny, it's too much!"

A soldier looked at the scene where the sea of ​​people couldn't squeeze in, and wailed,

"This is the sword mound, it belongs to a soldier! I want to report the bug to the planner!"

However, what he didn't know was that the planner himself was right next to him.

And he was only responsible for collecting ticket money, he couldn't control anything else.

According to Feng Xiu's words, [Sword Tomb] will only give one thing to those who pass the test.

That is 【Kenshin】.

The basic [Jianxin] is to enhance the trust and penetration of one's own weapons, so that weapons have the opportunity to grow in constant battles.

A sword is a sword, a knife can be a sword, and even a staff can be a sword.

Every plant and tree, everything can be a sword.

And holders of [Sword Heart] with superior aptitude can even affect the heirs themselves.

Use your body as a sword.

Chen He hid himself, squatted at the gate of the enchantment, and sighed to himself.

"Hey, I'm still too soft-hearted. I would have deducted the energy coins if I knew the settings were not approved."

More than 900 energy coins slowly turned into one hundred and one,
This is the feeling of heartache.

He soon discovered that it was too crowded here.

So Chen He spent a little source power, and the players who failed were directly sent back to the resurrection point of the king's capital by Chen He.

However, because these players are only up to level 9, they spend very little.If they wait until they break through to the level of soldiers, the consumption of this batch transmission will be huge.

Now within the range of the barrier, there are nearly a hundred light clusters hanging quietly in the air.

Inside the light group are players who have passed the test.

One by one, they closed their eyes and meditated, as if their souls had been dragged into another dimension.

The temperament on their bodies began to change faintly, like a sword embryo being tempered.

It's getting sharper!
Staring at the purple halo in front of him, Chen He felt mixed emotions in his heart.

People are more mad than people.

There are 23 of the top ones, so he can bear it. How can he have the same special qualifications as the boss of the first emperor?

The player in this purple halo is Sha Po Lang.

He was just about to return to the capital when he saw the announcement on the whole server and hurried back.The moment it touched the barrier, it directly triggered the purple light.

He was so shocked that even the old man Feng Xiu stayed where he was.

There was another special qualification.

Has this human race been reformed somewhere collectively?
Freak-level qualifications are out!
[Sword Tomb] is actually a mustard space guarded by the sword slaves. It is said that it is a relic left by a war god in the sword field.

When a spiritual sword is broken, it will be attracted by [Sword Tomb] and sleep here forever.

Therefore, over the years, there are already hundreds of millions of sword souls hidden in the sword mound.

At this time, Shapolang was surrounded by the sound of clashing gold and iron.

He was unexpectedly thrown into an ancient battlefield, and his figure was still a little unreal.

After seeing the armor of himself and the surroundings clearly, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

It is the Daqin standard armor!
Corpses wrapped in bandages can be seen everywhere, and there are ghostly fogs that cover the sky and the sun.

He remembered the CG background of the human race, and immediately reacted.

This ancient battlefield was 400 years ago!
His body gradually solidified, and he instantly found nearby enemies to catch and fight.

He didn't know why he drew his sword,

It seems to be the deep obsession of the original owner of this body.

Although the strength of this body is inconspicuous in the battlefield, it is astonishingly strong under Sha Polang's perception.

Even the feeling given to him by Centurion Xue Jin is still quite different.

It's a real warrior class!
Borrowing this power that does not belong to him, Sha Polang began to hunt and kill the enemy secretly.

Zombies at the same level, in his opinion, are really weak.

A warrior-level corpse rushed forward, and he swung his sword directly, beheading his head.

Second head!
Just like cutting melons and vegetables, he raised his knife and fell, cutting off the weapon and head of this corpse tribe.

Third head!
It was endless, and he didn't know how many enemies he had killed, so his whole body was a little numb.

The surrounding area is the same, the sky is dark and the sky is dark, full of non-stop killing.

The black corpse blood under the feet has already flowed into a river.

At this moment, Shapolang, who had killed too many corpse clans, finally attracted the attention of the corpse clan elders.

He suddenly felt a great sense of crisis, and three flashes of coldness hit his head and face.

There were actually three elders of the corpse clan, half-step war spirit level, who attacked him at the same time.

The speed was so fast that Shapolang raised the long sword stained with black blood in his hand, and was sent flying with a bang.

There were two deep scratches on the armor on his chest.Bloody.

Damn, no match.

That can only use that state.

Angina hurts!

The number of enemies seems to have not decreased, and they have to kill a little more!
One is because it is too real,

Second, he knew it was the great war that year, so he subconsciously wanted to kill more enemies for the human race.

A full 3000 million came to surround and kill 30,
The human race who fought bloody battles in this period of history can only be described as heroic.

Even though he knew the outcome, he still lost.

But I still want to share some more.

The sharp claws of the three corpse clan elders followed closely, and they were about to pierce Shapolang's heart.

At this moment, Shapolang's eyes flickered with a hint of madness.

Even if he really wanted to die suddenly from angina pectoris, he would die together.

That state is back.

"kill!"

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"I found [Linglong Jianxin],
The heart of the sword has been damaged, and it has begun to attract the soul of the sword to repair it.
The current progress is 0/10000. "

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Spots of light in the shape of small swords instantly lit up around Sha Polang, and swarmed towards his body.

Of course, other corpse race ghost races, even human races, cannot see these light spots.

If Sha Polang pays attention, he can see that these light spots are all floating out of the broken swords on the ground around him.

All are the sword souls of Daqin Iron Cavalry!

After that war, countless Daqin weapons fell into the sand, and the sword souls among them were attracted by [Sword Tomb] and fell asleep here.

The bloodiness and sword heart of Sha Polang just now have been recognized by them!
These sword souls from 400 years ago are willing to follow him from now on.

They surrendered.

It is also the approval of the martyrs,
Sha Polang seemed to hear whispers from these sword soul masters.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

"Kill without mercy!"

Juniors, please inherit our will,
Take care, our world.

(End of this chapter)