I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 67: Golden Wind and Drizzle

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Seventeen excitedly said: "I feel full of power, there is an urgent desire to kill and destroy, I don’t think of anything in my head, I want to kill all living creatures, I want to smash something into nothing. !" He waved his fist in the air, obviously a little too energetic, "Moreover, I think my strength should become stronger!"

The white non-attribute zhenqi envelops the sword body of the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword. Chen Hao noticed that there are dark red silk threads swimming in the seventeen white non-attribute zhenqi, and the red silk is like alive.

Of course, Seventeen also found out!

The true energy seems to have been eroded by the evil aura, and I don't know if it is temporary or permanent.

Seventeen carrying the Scarlet Blood Sword came to a small martial arts training ground nearby. He played the "War Sword Art" and came to a conclusion.

"Master Sword Spirit, this state should increase my strength by about 20%!"

"Can you still control yourself?"

"Yes, it should be no problem. I can control it, but I don't want to control it. I want to keep it like this!"

Chen Hao thought for a while and asked: "How much is seventeen, thirteen plus twenty-nine?"

"Thirteen plus twenty-nine?" Seventeen scratched his head, but couldn't think of the answer at once, "Master Sword Spirit, wait, I think about it."

"Okay, don't think about it!" Chen Hao said in an annoyed manner, turning off the evil spirits. "A five-year-old child can answer questions... That state is indeed more aggressive, but it will affect your sanity. I want to use it to change my personality, I'm afraid you will become brain-dead."

"It should be subtle, I think it can be used!"

"It is indeed possible. It is better than your current state of being fearful!" Chen Hao said, "It is important to stay sensible, but crazy beasts can also be feared!"

"Master Sword Spirit, how do you think that state is called the killing state?" Seventeen some of them gathered their true energy into the palm of their hands, and the true energy returned to white again. "I don't always use that state, just Be a kind of trump card."

Of course, Seventeen would not really think that that state really has no effect on the body.

It's just that he has just developed a new use of the evil spirit field, and the side effects remain to be seen.

Chen Hao approves of Seventeen’s attempt very much. He hopes that every sword master is smart enough. He just chooses a name. As long as the name is not too frustrating, he can accept: "The name is fine, anyway, how do you want to use it? , You can figure it out by yourself, but don’t kill yourself, it’s still more difficult to find a more satisfied sword master!"

"I understand that I still understand the principle of no regrets. If there is no Master Sword Spirit, there will be no me today. No matter what the result is, I will not blame Master Sword Spirit!"

On the first day of the competition, 672 teenagers between the ages of 13 and 15 were eliminated in half.

On the second day of the competition, each teenager will have two matches. If both games are won, the 84 teenagers who win are eligible to participate in the third day of the battle.

High-ranking figures from the Lan family will appear on the fourth day.

Almost every young man is eager to pass this martial arts competition, get rich rewards or be favored by the high-level Lan family, making the martial arts journey more open.

Seventeen is one of the rare wonders. His goal is very different-he just wants to be the guard of Miss Lan's door.

Seventeen did not know the details of the other Lan family contestants, but learned from the commander Hu that the strongest person in the Lan family from 13 to 15 years old was Lan Haoyu, the grandson of the third elder of the Lan family. At the age of fifteen in half a month, the peak strength of the Qihai Realm.

As for more information, even Commander Hu doesn't know.

"Our Lan family has regulations. No family child can disclose other members' information without permission!" Hu commander said solemnly, "including the cultivation techniques... you just pay attention to it in the future. ."

In the first match in the morning, the luck of Seventeen was not bad or not. His opponent was a martial artist from the Lan family in the early stage of the Qi Sea Realm. He won the next round firmly.

In the second match in the afternoon, Seventeen's good luck disappeared.

"As a domestic servant, you can cultivate to the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm at the age of less than fifteen. Your talent is very good, but it is a pity that you met me!" In this game, Seventeen faced a pretty good-looking person. The handsome boy said as soon as he came on stage, "I, Lan Haoming, the late stage of Qihai Stage!"

"Blue Seventeen, you all know the strength!"

"Brother, come on!"

"Fight that kid!"

A few young girls shouted in the audience.

Obviously, Lan Hao's reputation in the Lan family is not weak.

No more words, after the referee announced the start of the match, the two collided instantly.

Sparks flashed, and Lan Haoming's confident blow came back without success, instead he took two steps backwards.

He looked at the burly seventeen in front of him and the heavy epee that he knew at a glance. He fell and sighed with his numb right hand: "What a great strength!"

Shichimu said with a grimace, and rushed forward unceremoniously holding the heavy sword.

Seventeen took out his full strength, and the sword technique was fully displayed, and a violent breath filled the entire competition platform.

The Lan family members who were watching the battle said: "The perfect "War Sword Art", that boy is very good!"

"If you are less than fifteen years old, you can practice Huang-level high-grade exercises to the perfect state. There seems to be not much in the entire Lan family, right?"

Someone added: "No more than ten!"

Someone disdainfully said: "The talent is good, with profound martial skills, who will practice the yellow level?"

"Xuan-level low-grade martial arts are not accessible to everyone in the Lan family, and it is too difficult to cultivate to Consummation with Xuan-level martial arts."

"Yes, once the Huang-level high-grade martial arts has been cultivated to completion, the power is not weaker than the martial artist who has cultivated the Xuan-level martial arts to a small level!"

"However, it is easier to cultivate the Xuan-level martial arts to a small level than to complete the Yellow-level martial arts. The comprehension is not good. Don't even think about practicing to the full! But as long as you work hard, it is not a big problem to cultivate the Xuan-level martial arts to a small level. !"

The crowd in the audience was arguing, but none of their eyes left the competition stage.

Each sword of Seventeen was full of vigor and whirring. Lan Hao was unwilling to accept the opponent's sword, but the huge power almost made the long sword in his hand get rid of it.

What a shame!

Lan Haoming felt hot on his face.

He was actually crushed and beaten by a warrior in the mid-air sea realm!

"Bah! The "War Sword Art" of the Consummation Realm will not be discussed. Why is the power so strong and what did you grow up with?"

Ordinary yellow-level martial arts have not been fully practiced, it is difficult to defeat the blue seventeen head-on!

In order to win this game, Lan Hao had to resort to a trick.

"Golden Wind Drizzle Sword!"

As soon as the Golden Wind Drizzle Sword was shot, Lan Haoming's identity was recognized by some of the Lan family branches.