I Am a Magic Sword

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"Give me down!"

Seventeen fiercely shouted angrily.

Hui Qingying only felt an irresistible force pulling her from the air.

In mid-air, the two figures overlapped together.

Seventeen followed Hui Qingying's body and hugged her from behind, seeing that she was going to lift the knife and stab him. Seventeen grasped her wrist with her right hand and only heard a "click", her right hand twisted and then hanged weakly. On the arm.

The long knife fell from midair and disappeared into the black iron army.

Hui Qingying struggled desperately, but with her power, how could she get rid of the shackles of seventeen?

Even Xu Sihai could hardly parry the seventeenth power!

"You bastard, let me go!"

It is impossible to let go... Once you let go, seventeen don't want to catch her again!

Without speaking a word, he clenched his chin tightly. His left hand clasped Hui Qingying's slender waist tightly, and the other hand pressed against her back neck, squeezing it with all her body strength, inside the magnificent body, Muscles gradually contracted and tightened.

The huge pressure constantly squeezed out the air in Hui Qingying's lungs.

A sense of suffocation of fear struck, vigorously contracting, oppressing her internal organs...Hui Qingying felt like she was entangled by a huge python.

All the true elements in Hui Qingying's body exploded in an instant, and the sky-blue true elements were as bright as another blue sun, emitting a dazzling light.

But the seventeen bodies are as immobile as the mountains, and their arms are as indestructible as shackles!

Hui Qingying couldn't breathe, her ears began to roar, and her consciousness began to blur. She heard a clicking sound, faintly, as if it came from inside, or from a very distant place.

Finally, the blue light went out after a sudden eruption, and the meteor generally fell towards the black iron army!

"Run!"

"run!"

"..."

Unfortunately, in a hurry, the crowded black iron army could not escape.

"Boom" made a loud noise.

Seventeen and Hui Qingying fell to the ground at the same time, and the sky was full of dust.

After the dust disappeared, the whole world seemed to be stained with blood red. A tall and burly figure slowly stood up, carrying a broken corpse in his hand.

The corpse was like a puppet doll wrapped in blue rags, torn and broken by a tough girl.

In that corpse and the blood of the sky, he was as horrible as the devil.

Almost all the black iron army witnessed the process of the killing of their generals. They all had pale faces. Under the eyes of the silver-faced men, their faces were pale, trembling, and their legs were soft. Even the weapons in their hands were almost unstable!

The Bauhinia soldiers, one after another, watched their leaders fanatically and madly.

In front of them, their leader, the leader of the later real Yuan realm, even in such a desperate situation, personally slaughtered an innate master...

They witnessed the miracle with their own eyes!

They have reason to believe that their commander Chen will lead them to witness one miracle after another!

They are short of breath and look at the seventeen eyes, just like looking at a god, they seem to have found their faith!

Their eyes are crimson. Only Chen Tongling leads the entire battlefield!

Seventeen raised his red blood demon sword and let out a roar like: "Gentlemen, kill them all!"

The magic sword points directly at the Dark Iron Army!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Five thousand people charged at fifteen thousand people, it was ridiculous to say, but no Bauhinia would question 17 words.

At this moment, even if seventeen ordered them to charge the fifty thousand troops, they would not hesitate!

In the face of the Bauhinia army that was like a rainbow and rushed like a beast, the Black Iron Army completely collapsed!

Even if their number has an absolute advantage.

Moreover, there is the irresistible silver-faced devil on the battlefield!

Yes, they are completely scared!

Under Mingtai City, 40,000 of them had no choice but to get him.

Today, under the leadership of General Hui, they ambushed them with an army of 5,000 people, as the innate master of the general was first killed...the depth of their souls was engraved with a deep sense of powerlessness and fear !

From now on, that silver-faced man is their flayer!

Seventeen stood in the same place, closed his eyes, and enjoyed bathing in the magic aura.

He heard the strong wind from the Epee!

He heard the fist struck and squeezed the air to make a pop!

He heard the popping sound of trampling the earth!

He saw the enemies whose men and horses were cut off by his sword!

He saw the exploded body!

He can feel the rock powder between his fingers!

He seemed to feel the unmatched power!

power!

Absolute power!

Unbreakable power!

In front of absolute power, defense is like tissue paper, and all obstacles in front of it will be wiped out!

Every fiber and every cell in his body muscles is jubilant.

Seventeen suddenly opened his eyes, lifted his left foot and stomped hard, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

With him as the center, within five meters around, there is a concave circular pit!

Seventeen and a half corpses are below ground level.

After a long time, Seventeen Muran stared at his hands and murmured: "This is the artistic conception of force?"

Chen Hao looked at the seventeen and remembered Fu Yuanming again.

At the beginning, Fu Yuanming used the comprehension to realize the "killing artistic conception" in desperation. Today, his other sword master Lan XVII realized the "powerful artistic conception" again!

A kind of joy and satisfaction from the heart came to Chen Hao's heart.

Chen Hao is very clear that "the artistic conception of power" is truly understood by 17 through his own efforts and talents!

The killing sword intention is the legacy left by Fu Yuanming.

Of course, with the talent of seventeen, it is not impossible to comprehend the killing mood, but it will definitely not be so fast!

Chen Hao couldn't help but think of the young boy who was on the torture platform and couldn't even hold his sword. Then look at the burly and powerful man who is galloping on the battlefield. He has inexplicable emotion in his heart!

Seventeen has become very powerful!

His performance today is perfect, even if he is at an absolute disadvantage, he can rely on a clear mind to turn over the Jedi and kill the innate!

Anyway, Chen Hao knows his abilities. If today he is in the 17th position, I am afraid he will only be beaten by Hui Qingying!

and many more!

Chen Hao suddenly reacted... What about my innate master?

Seventeen has defeated two innate masters, but he seems to have not even tasted the innate masters...

The first Wang Yongbo, Chen Hao can understand, after all, is the general of the Bauhinia Army.

But the second... Chen Hao looked at the broken doll-like twisted body.

He is crazy!

Seventeen did not know the feelings of Lord Sword Spirit being crazy.

The overall situation has been determined, and almost all the massacres on the battlefield are one-sided.

The Bauhinia Army has been mad under the shroud of the Mosha Aura. The Bauhinia Army that has left the Mosha Aura has not escaped from the fanaticism, and is still struggling to kill the enemies who have escaped.

He did not participate in the battle, but turned his eyes behind him, and a figure flew from a distance.

"The enemy? Or..."