I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 190: Fear mood
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The strong evil spirit on Seventeen's body is a bit colder, and there is a slight blackness!
The black qi is very weak, and it appears from time to time. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it.
Only a "sword" like Chen Hao, who has a strong perception and stayed by Seventeen, can discover it so quickly.
Chen Hao stared at the trace of black air carefully. As soon as his perception touched the black air, he felt a chill in his heart—fear!
It should be fear!
Chen Hao once again looked squarely at Seventeen who killed the enemy.
He sighed for no reason.
What a pity!
The death of the three innate masters was felt by all the innate masters on Mochizuki Mountain.
"Three people, can't even beat one of the early congenitals!"
"It is simply the shame of our White Dragon Army!"
"..."
The leading late congenital master raised his hand, and the discussion stopped immediately.
"That guy is not easy. He actually broke through on the battlefield. Wu Xuanhai, Mao Baiyan, Zhang Mengchen, you three went to kill him. Even if you can't kill him, you have to hold him!" The late innate master looked at Wangyue Mountain, Mochizuki Mountain is about to be taken by them. "According to the plan, we will seize the time to remove Mochizuki Mountain. The time is urgent. If we delay it, Nanyun Nation’s troops may be coming over. Although the Black Blood Nation said to help us, they Reputation is always bad!"
Lu Zhongcai is mature and prudent and has rich experience. When setting up the defense of Mochizuki Mountain, he has taken into consideration the possibility of Mochizuki Mountain being attacked by the White Dragon Army.
If there are not so many innate masters, the Nanyun Kingdom army on Mochizuki Mountain can rely on the defensive offensive to hold the White Dragon Legion for more than half an hour!
On one side was the Seventeenth who broke into the White Dragon Legion with less than 10,000 people, and on the other side was the 20,000 troops that relied on defense and stubbornly resisted. The command of the White Dragon Legion decided to solve the problem on Mochizuki Mountain first.
Even if seventeen consecutively beheaded three innate masters, his importance is still no more than Mochizuki Mountain.
In order to complete the strategic goal, a certain sacrifice can be endured.
Moreover, in their opinion, a mid-innate master who just broke through will definitely be besieged and killed by Hui Wu Xuanhai, Mao Baiyan, and Zhang Mengchen!
Able to die under this lineup, even if the innate mid-term master is dead, it is still very brilliant!
Woo Hyun laughed softly: "It's just a little guy in the middle congenital period!"
Wu Hyun-hai, is innate and late.
Mao Baiyan and Zhang Mengchen are in the mid-stage innate strength.
The three masters worked together to kill Seventeen without any accidents.
The true essence from the Scarlet Blood Sword continued to fill the seventeen dantian, the crazy strength skyrocketed, and the crazy sequelae.
During the frenzied killing, Chen Hao knew that Seventeen's sanity had begun to dissipate without asking questions.
Even the "Blood Demon Sword Technique" that he rarely used on the battlefield was displayed, just to kill the enemy as much as possible.
The scary blood-red sword light crazily harvested the lives of the White Dragon Legion, just like cutting wheat.
"Damn it, stop me!"
The three innate masters who came again saw this situation, and they went crazy with anger.
They didn't expect that after fighting for so long, the innate master in front of him was still not exhausted. On the contrary, he became more and more brave in battle!
Red light flashed in Seventeen's eyes.
"Magic aura, 100%!"
Seventeen rushed into the air fiercely, his body was filled with blood, like a red comet with a tail.
He rushed directly to Wu Hyun Hai, the strongest innate master.
"Killing Sword Intent!"
"The Artistic Conception of Force!"
"Fear... Open it to me!"
His voice was almost undetectable, some words didn't even make a sound, but he was barely heard by Seventeen.
Combined with his mouth, Chen Haolian guessed that he was blind, and knew the kind of change in Seventeen.
Sure enough, did Seventeen understand another mood?
Fear mood?
It really matches his fighting style!
"Get away from me!" Wu Xuanhai waved his long knife fiercely, "The Artistic Conception of Wind: Wind Howl!"
The cyan blade light shot directly at Seventeen. Seventeen held the Scarlet Blood Sword. The Scarlet Blood Sword collided with the Wind Howl Sword's blade, making a harsh rubbing sound...
This voice makes Chen Hao feel distressed...Crimson Blood Sword should be fine, right?
There will be no cracks, right?
This is the sword of the late innate masters!
Seventeen is really rude!
"Open it to me!"
Seventeen roared.
The muscles on his body swelled and directly broke the blood-red armor on his body.
The thick artistic conception of force and the killing sword intent enveloped Shichi’s body, and also wrapped the Scarlet Blood Sword. I saw the Scarlet Blood Sword slowly cut into the blade of the sword, and the sword was hardened by the Scarlet Blood Sword. Divided into two!
The three innate masters and Chen Hao were stunned!
Do not use sword moves to counteract the enemy's sword moves, nor do you dodge... Directly use brute force, splicing the advantages of the scarlet sword to forcibly cut off the opponent's sword moves?
The artistic conception of force?
A cheerful smile appeared on Seventeen's face!
"Thunder Step: Thunder!"
The thunder blasted in mid-air, and the speed of Seventeen suddenly increased, as swift as thunder, giving no reaction time at all!
Seventeen just suddenly appeared in front of the three innate masters.
The three innate masters were about to resist, and the blood-red mist instantly enveloped them.
The eyes of the three innate masters flashed blankly.
"Beheaded!"
This sword technique, the Scarlet Blood Sword is too familiar to be familiar, it seems to be repeated thousands of times!
Three heads flew into the air.
Then blood flashed, and the head and body became shriveled and black.
Seventeen was drenched in blood and laughed up to the sky.
"Thunder Step", from the royal family of Nanyun Kingdom, the emperor of Nanyun Kingdom rewarded Seventeen with a chance to choose exercises. Seventeen chose "Thunder Step" in the secret library of Nanyun Kingdom's royal family! "Thunder Step" is not simple, it is a broken body, only one style left!
But even if there is only one style, the Nanyun Kingdom imperial clan evaluates it as a middle-level martial skill at the mysterious level. It is hard to imagine what level of Shenfa would be if it were the full version.
Even if the 17th "Thunderstep" only reached a small success, but in the air combat, the flight speed also surpassed "Flashstep"!
"Seventeen, do you understand the mood of fear?"
Seventeen looked at the Scarlet Blood Sword, a sullen smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly without speaking.
Chen Hao instinctively noticed something wrong with Seventeen!
In the past, Seventeen would definitely talk to him!
Looking at Seventeen's hair, his original black hair has been dyed red, and his eyes have also been dyed red.
"Should we run away?" Chen Hao suggested, "It may be too late to run now!"
Seventeen did not answer Chen Hao's words, turned his head and rushed into the White Dragon Legion.
He flew in mid-air, dragging a blood-red tail.
In the Scarlet Blood Sword, Chen Hao sighed helplessly.
Can Seventeen survive it?
Chen Hao has lost hope.
If Seventeen chooses to escape directly, then he still has a chance.
But now he chooses to continue fighting, so his strength must continue to improve, otherwise it is impossible to fight such an innate warrior.
In the Scarlet Blood Sword, Chen Hao sighed helplessly.