I Am a Magic Sword

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Some pigs, you don't force it, it never knows that it can fly; some people, you don't force him, he never knows how strong he is...

Many warriors chose to give up because they were not confident enough and misestimated their limits in the flame forging body room.

Chen Hao remembers that the Red Blood Demon Sword's killing feedback skills will not only feedback the true element of the warrior, the blood of the body, but also the soul power of some of the killed!

Although most of them were exploited by Chen Hao, the numbers are still extremely impressive!

Seventeen never reached the limit, after all, in this case, he has not fainted!

Chen Hao can accept Seventeen to lose consciousness directly, but must not accept Seventeen to give up on his own.

Seventeen did not speak, staring at the blood-red demon sword with bloodshot red eyes, staring at Chen Hao's heart.

Chen Hao pretended to say easily: "Look, you can still climb so hard, prove that you have not reached the limit, right?"

Moreover, seventeen did not answer Chen Hao's words.

He endured the pain of being crushed and repaired one by one, and slowly raised his left leg.

Chen Hao's desperate suppression, but in any case can not resist the power of seventeen!

The Scarlet Sword slowly pulled out of the ground.

Seventeen fierce kicks, a sonic boom came from the air, the red blood demon sword separated from the calf because of inertia, and was directly hit on the wall in the distance.

Chen Hao watched the seventeen continue to climb towards the black stone pillar, and the arrow generally shot at the calf of the seventeen. He wanted to reapply the old trick, as long as he could delay it, as long as he could.

But just as he was about to stab the target, the calf of the seventeen turned golden, and with a bang, the red blood demon sword only left a blood spot on the skin of the calf, and was flicked.

bad!

Chen Hao's most worried situation still happened.

When he first tried to crucify XVII, he discovered that XVII's skin was abnormally tough, and even the Red Blood Demon Sword would not be easy to cut.

In order to pierce the bones of the seventeenth, Chen Hao has used "killing mood"!

Now that the "Golden Body Forging Technique" is running on the 17th, Chen Hao wants to nail the 17 as before, which is impossible in a short time!

"Snapped!"

Just before the hand of the seventeen was about to touch the black stone pillar, the blood-red demon sword suddenly appeared in front of the seventeen eyes, and the generous sword shot fiercely, just like the fly, and directly patted the seventeen on the wall!

Nice job!

Chen Hao couldn't help cheering himself!

After losing this opportunity, there is no chance to approach the black stone pillars for seventeen times.

Struggling in his flames, helpless like a caterpillar roasted by fire.

"Seventeen, you must understand my good intentions!"

"I'm doing it for you!"

"When you wake up, you will definitely appreciate me!"

"..."

Seventeen is not completely mad, and occasionally he will wake up in pain.

He looked at the magic sword not far away and whispered, "Master Sword Spirit..."

"what's up?"

"I... hurt... I can't stand it!"

"Um... you will live forever in the fire... uh, no, it is rebirth... you will be born in the fire!"

"kill me!"

"What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly. Please repeat it!"

"Beg... beg... you... kill... I..."

"I still haven't heard clearly! Who are you going to kill, wait for it out, I will take you to kill!"

Under normal circumstances, seventeen can not say the third time and will fall into frenzy again.

As soon as forty hours, seventeen again restored his will briefly.

This time he did not seek death.

"How long?"

Chen Hao can accurately perceive through the soul connection that now the seventeen souls have reached the limit!

Keep going, he is in danger of soul collapse.

"It's still a quarter of an hour, and it's twelve hours!" Chen Hao said, gritting his teeth. "In a quarter of an hour, as long as you stick to another quarter of an hour, you can break the record!"

Seventeen unbelievable asked: "Really?"

Chen Hao saw the hope at hand in his seventeen eyes.

"When did I lie to you?"

"Ok……"

The Scarlet Blood Sword slowly moved to the black stone pillar!

However, Chen Hao did not pat the stone column. He felt that the soul of 17 stopped on the verge of collapse, and then his soul expanded violently. After expanding to a certain extent, it suddenly began to compress again, and his soul seemed to become stronger. !

However, the impurities in the soul could not be removed, and they were mixed with the soul of the seventeen. They were all absorbed by the forcible breakthrough of the seventeenth time, and they came from the black tigers and their resentful soul fragments.

At the forty-third hour, seventeen shortly restored his will, and his lungs were slowly healing.

"How long?"

"Half a quarter of an hour!"

"Um... Master Jian Ling, did you say that the warrior who lasted twelve hours in the flame forging body last time was very strong? I now admire him a little bit!"

This time seventeen is a little bit awake longer.

"He is definitely very strong, maybe he has become a powerful general, or a top expert on the famous side!"

This time, the soul of the seventeenth did not continue to grow stronger, but quickly languished.

"Master Jianling, how long will it take?"

"One quarter quarter clock!"

"..."

As soon as Chen Hao finished talking, the heart forging chamber began to smelt the heart. Seventeen screaming strengths were gone.

At the 43rd hour, Chen Hao felt a strong sense of urgency.

Even he was a little confused...how long does it take to persist in the 17th? Can Seventeen last?

"Master Jianling, how long will it take?"

"One eighth quarter of an hour!"

"..."

Shortly after losing his consciousness at seventeen, the flame in the flame forging body disappeared and the temperature began to drop.

The medicine liquid was sprayed, constantly repairing the body of the seventeen.

Chen Hao was relieved, it should be time!

It's over!

Seventeen's body had just been repaired. He looked at the Red Blood Demon Sword and asked, "How long has it been?"

"You have persisted for forty-four hours, you have set a new record, and you have increased the record to more than three times!" Jian Ling Chen Hao said comfortably, "It makes despair desperate, boy, I think you Rong, you are definitely one of the best sword masters I have ever seen!"

Seventeen lying on the ground and forgetting the ceiling, said: "But, I remember, I seem to stick to about twelve hours!"

"Yes, when you asked me the time last time, it was one eighth quarter of an hour to twelve hours, but I didn’t expect that after the twelve hours, the thirty-two hours later, your kid They even endured it without saying a word!"

"I'm so powerful?"

In the seventeen years of hard work, he was dumb and he could only remember some broken memories-all he could remember was the unbearable burning pain, and some sporadic dialogues with Lord Jianling.

It's like having a long nightmare!

When I woke up, I could hardly remember anything. Only a feeling of fear still haunted my heart.

"Have you remembered?"

"Almost... hardly remember!"

Can't remember, that would be great!

To be honest, the 17th has grown too fast, even if many facts have proved for a long time that the 17th is a person who is kind and trustworthy, but Chen Hao is still worried.