I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 11: Create record

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Unfortunately, it's still too late!

A sword seals the throat.

Zhang Er clutched his neck, blood shot from his fingers, his face was incredulous.

He didn't expect that Bai Jun, who had just knelt down at them, would **** his sword and dared to attack them.

Because he didn't expect it, he was completely unprepared. He had been used to bullying ordinary people for two months, and he also subconsciously regarded Bai Jun as an ordinary person.

Actually, Bai Jun is a martial artist, a martial artist in the condensing air realm, a big level higher than him.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, he can't escape at all!

"Ding~Congratulations to the host for the second successful killing!"

The sound of the system sounded, Chen Hao ignored him, he was watching the show.

"Ding~Whether to bind the third sword master Bai Jun."

"Bind!"

It goes without saying that Chen Hao, who hasn't seen blood for a long time, has long been hungry and thirsty.

He wished Bai Jun could kill a few more people.

Qin Feng was standing beside Zhang Er, witnessing the scene of Zhang Er being killed, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Draw your sword, idiot!"

Brother Tiger shouted loudly.

He was a few meters away from Zhang Er and Qin Feng, and he couldn't help out immediately.

"Qijian cut!"

Bai Jun gritted his teeth and roared.

The white infuriating energy envelops the body of the sword, the long sword flicks across, and Qin Feng's head flies high.

"Damn it!" Brother Tiger roared and charged up.

Can't help but he is not angry, Qin Feng is dead, it doesn't matter, it's not that there are gangs going to death on the street.

But Zhang Er's death is very troublesome, after all, Zhang Dequan asked him to take care of him by name.

Seeing Brother Tiger rushing aggressively, Bai Jun blocked a move and broke directly through the window of the house. Brother Tiger followed closely behind.

Brother Tiger gritted his teeth and said: "Bai Jun, today I am going to smash you into ten thousand pieces!"

Bai Jun yelled hysterically: "I don't want to go to the ring, you forced me, you forced me!"

His eyes are filled with despair and fear.

Bai Jun comes from a good background and has a good talent for martial arts. When his father was alive, he had high hopes for him, hoping that he could concentrate on martial arts and at least become a master.

But he had no perseverance and was afraid of hardship. When he reached the condensing state, after the death of his father, he completely indulged himself and gave up the road of martial arts.

Bai Jun and Brother Tiger are both mid-stage condensing Qi realm warriors, and the two fight against each other with no more than a few tricks, and Bai Jun shows defeat.

Bai Jun's martial arts have long been ruined, coupled with addiction to gambling, chronic alcoholism, and malnutrition.

If Brother Tiger is a wolf, Bai Jun is a sheep.

Chen Hao was anxious at first sight, he didn't want Bai Jun to lose.

Although Bai Jun is not a thing, he does not like gang warriors like Brother Hu.

He has constructed a big drama in his mind. Bai Jun, who is desperate, rises up and kills the three of Tiger Brothers. Then he is pursued and killed by the Iron Wolf Gang. Then he depends on himself and keeps getting stronger... The last one is destroyed. The Iron Wolf Gang, leave its own legend in Ironstone City!

What a fun, inspirational, and wonderful story!

He Chen Hao's sword master should have a wonderful life...even if this life is short.

What to do?

Chen Hao suddenly remembered the skill of Master Killing Inheritance. This is the only help he can give to the Sword Master.

He could see that both Hu Ge and Bai Jun used Huang-level martial arts. If he could pass on Jin Jongqiu’s Xuan-level inferior martial skills to Bai Jun, with the advantage of martial arts, Bai Jun might be able to make a comeback. Maybe.

"Inheritance of the Xuan-level low-grade martial arts "Grant Sword Jue" (Dacheng)!"

"Inheritance, please wait..."

At this moment, Bai Jun suddenly felt a strange message coming into his mind, as if he was still a kind of advanced martial art called "Hursing Sword Art"!

The information is very comprehensive. It seems that as long as he fully absorbs this information, he can fully master this profound and powerful martial arts.

As long as he can master it, he is likely to kill Brother Tiger and escape his life!

Just when Bai Jun was excited, his arm hurt. When he recovered, his right hand had been cut off by Brother Tiger.

Brother Tiger said in a negative test: "Fighting with me and daring to distract, I'm looking for death!"

Chen Hao fell to the ground with a speechless expression...Bai Jun was distracted at a critical moment!

Of course he would not admit that it was caused by his untimely transmission of martial arts information.

All the mistakes are Bai Jun's, he Chen Hao is right.

Bai Jun can't support the wall with mud!

Yes, that's it!

Next, Chen Hao saw with his own eyes how Bai Jun, who was crying and begging for mercy, was brutally tortured and killed by the angry tiger brother.

"Ding~The host succeeded in killing the host for the third time!"

Bai Jun can be called Chen Hao's fastest sword master. After taking the sword, he didn't live for three minutes.

Emmm... can be considered a record, I don't know whether the later sword master can surpass it.

After Bai Jun died, Brother Tiger cut the corpse more than a dozen times, and finally picked up Bai Jun's long sword with a gloomy expression. After all, it was Zhang Er's relic.

Hu Ge met Zhang Dequan, told Zhang Dequan of Zhang Er's death, and handed him the sword.

Zhang Dequan watched Long Sword without speaking for a long time, Chen Hu knelt on the ground, afraid to move.

"As a warrior, life and death is up to his fate, because his life is not good!" Zhang Dequan looked at Chen Hu and said slowly, "But you took two newcomers out to perform such a simple task, and you didn't even save them. , Are you punished?"

Chen Hu gritted his teeth and said: "I admit it!"

"Recently, we have fought with the black tiger gang, you go and take the blame!"

"Thank you Brother Quan!"

Iron wolf gang, weapons depot.

A member of the Iron Wolf Gang entered the armory, took out a long sword and threw it on the small table placed in the armory: "Wen Cripple, this is the weapon that Brother Quan ordered to put in, you register! "

The iron door of the warehouse was opened with a creak, and a pale young man in a plain gown limped out.

He took a close look at the long sword, and the young man named Wen Lame quickly took an account book for registration: receiving the long sword, four feet two inches long, one and a half inches wide, with small cracks and red blood drops. Patterns, top ordinary artifacts.

After the registration was completed, the helper took the picture seriously.

Regardless of whether it is a sect, a family or a gang, the library, the pill storage room, and the weapon store are all important places. People waiting for idlers cannot enter. In addition to the strict guards, there is a very strict system.

The Iron Wolf Gang is no exception!

Each weapon has a serial number, and must be strictly registered when sent or taken away.

Only the wrong name, no wrong nickname.

Wen's surname is Wen, who is also a crippled man. He has been guarding the armory of the Iron Wolf gang for five years, and his real name has almost been forgotten.

He has no backers in the gang, let alone relatives, and his diligent work attitude is recognized by the steward.

But because he is a lame man, he is generally ignored by the public.

Wen Cripple returned to the warehouse and locked the iron door. Three weapon racks were placed on the three walls of the warehouse. The weapon racks were neatly arranged with various weapons according to their categories and levels.

The vast majority of them are ordinary swords.

Profound weapon level weapons, he is not qualified to touch them.

Sitting on the chair, drew out the long sword, and the lame took a closer look at the long sword.

The style of the long sword is ordinary. It is the most common style on the market. The only thing that makes it stand out is the blood drop pattern. There are still red blood stains in the cracks. If you have seen blood, his former owner may have encountered accidents. Up.

Wen Lap didn't know who the former owner of the Long Sword was, and was not interested in knowing.

But it is estimated that it is not from the Iron Wolf Gang, after all, this long sword has not been registered before.

He used the deerskin to gently wipe off the dust and remaining blood on the sword, and then apply a little cotton cloth to wipe the sword oil evenly on the blade.

Three minutes later, he wiped the original cotton cloth back and forth vigorously for about 2 quarters of an hour. Seeing that the bright blade could almost illuminate his face, he nodded in satisfaction and placed the long sword on the top-level mortal weapon. On the shelf.

On the shelf there are only five top ordinary artifacts, two long swords, one knife, one dagger, and one soft whip.

Recently, the Iron Wolf Gang has been fighting fiercely with the Black Tiger Gang, and most of the top ordinary artifacts have been taken away.