Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 121: Will the devil admit defeat?
.., the latest chapter of the Night Walk of God!
According to the description in my mind.
Ye Que finally understood the truth about He Pawn.
The river **** was transformed by the souls of the Luoshui River for thousands of years. It was born in the battle between the human race and the demons to fight against the demons. The river **** has been divided into two since its birth, and the boundless resentment has turned into a river of pawns. , Control people's hearts. The boundless combat power turned into the **** of a river pawn, responsible for the battle.
In popular understanding, the river can be regarded as the spirit of the artifact, and the **** can be regarded as the body of the artifact.
Hidden in a page of the heavenly book is the ‘pawn’ of the divine weapon river pawn.
He pawns, in the great battles of thousands of years ago, existed where they were stunned. They slashed swords when they encountered swords, and smashed swords at every sword, consuming all kinds of magic weapons in the world. Therefore, it also breeds a devouring ability for the artifact. The river **** is good at devouring the real essence of flesh and blood, and the **** of the river **** is good at devouring the magic weapon.
The divine tool that sees the sun again is like a child who has been hungry for countless years. If it hadn't been suppressed by the heavenly book, he would have escaped from Ye Que's body and messed up the world.
After so many days, I finally found a little gap, first controlled Chengren, and then controlled the righteousness. After a few mouthfuls, he swallowed two spirit swords.
But karma.
Ye Que is the owner of the Supreme Treasure Book of Heaven, and he has a heavenly origin and immortal energy. He is even a half-destined person of the divine weapon and river **** in the underworld. Adding several factors, he has made the divine weapon directly recognize the master successfully.
Being confused.
Ye Que actually possessed an artifact.
No, it can only be regarded as a half, but a half artifact is also a artifact.
My heart moved.
Ye Que finally returned to reality.
Xumi is hidden in a grain of sand. In the Linghai Tianshu, time has passed for a long time, but in the real world, it is actually only a moment.
Time and space are relative.
The thin, thin old man wrapped the sky full of gray spirits, swept across the sky like an overwhelming, hideous look, but he looked like he was holding a winning ticket. In his eyes, Ye Que was almost a lamb to be slaughtered. He really couldn't think of what other moths this little baby could make.
Ye Que, who was originally going to retreat extremely fast, suddenly stopped moving at this moment, and was motionless, even the eleven spirit swords originally suspended in mid-air were taken away by him.
The whole person stands with his hands in his hands, with a calm expression.
"Pretending to be profound!"
"Do you still want to sing the empty city?"
"Do you think the old man is blind? Or when he is a fool? Will be deceived by such inferior blindness? Ridiculous!"
The thin, thin old man waved a small white streamer, a palm fell from the sky, and the pressure of spiritual force blew away the snow on the ground. At the same time, his people jumped up, their feet turned into swords, and seemed to merge with the dark clouds in the sky. The dark clouds of the spirit body and the swaying snow formed the top of Mount Tai.
"Clumsy!"
With a loud shout, a mountain-like spiritual attack came surging.
Until this moment, Ye Que still didn't move. He just raised his head and looked at the figure of the thin old man, visually measuring the distance between him and himself, as well as the area covered by the gray dark cloud above his head.
Three steps!
It is still three steps away.
When the thin old man was about to step three steps in front of Ye Que's body, he finally got the action.
Pull the knife style!
Ye Que made an unbelievable posture of drawing a sword from the air. You must know that Ye Que didn't have a knife on his waist, not even a sword. There was nothing except clothes and a sachet on his waist.
"Thorn it!"
Something treacherous happened.
It is this simple and extremely simple drawing of a knife. The air on the snow road suddenly freezes, and it seems that the wind in the mountains has stopped.
A azure blue knife appeared out of thin air. The knife was four feet long, with a sharp edge on one side, four blood grooves, a handle clasped at the wrist, and a straight tip. The knife swung from Ye Que's waist, and with one knife cut off the thin old man's right arm. At the same time, the white small streamer in his hand was also divided into two. The dark cloud of the spirit body falling down like Mount Tai, screamed again and again.
The vicious necroman with his teeth and claws, when he encountered this knife, he seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and all turned around and flew back desperately, but the dark clouds were pressing on the top, and the water flowing from the waterfall, where there is a backlash. The truth to the cliff.
Sorrowful calls, one after another.
The knife held in Ye Que's hand, the blade shook, and directly transformed into a huge and incomparable ancient fierce beast. The fierce beast entered the flock like a wolf, and rushed towards the gray dark cloud, one bite at a time, as long as there is death When the spirit approaches this ancient fierce beast, it must be swallowed, and there is no possibility of fleeing at all.
Ye Que did not stay a bit, the knife peak turned slightly, and the second knife slashed towards the thin old man's left arm.
The thin old man at this time, his face full of horror, as if he could not accept the facts for a while, just in the blink of an eye, how could the same person have undergone such a big change.
The white small streamer in his hand, but a magic weapon close to Tier 3, was cut in half by Ye Que's knife, and the gray undead above his head, how could it look like a nemesis? Let alone fighting, it was actually fighting to escape.
Do the undead still have a heart of fear?
The sword in Ye Que's hand is a transformation of the divine weapon, the river pawn, and its shape is changed from his previous life sabre "Slaying the Demon".
The thin, thin old man flees back desperately, and meanwhile, a black flame is sprayed on Ye Que without money. The black flame that can burn the corpse, encountering a river pawn, seems to have lost its magic power, just like an ordinary flame.
Slaying demons eighteen cuts.
One cut after another.
When the last knife was swung, the thin old man's resistance was finally exhausted. All the magic weapons that could be pulled out of his body were cut off by the river **** and his arm was broken. He who lost the white streamer, also lost most of his attacks. Ability, relying only on his own cultivation base, against Ye Que who held the'pawn' of the river pawn.
Not an opponent at all.
The artifact has already recognized the master, Ye Que and He Pawn, human beings and tools are one, where is the skinny old man who can resist.
What's more, when the river **** cut his arm with the first knife, the true essence in the thin old man's body was lost in an instant, as if it had been swallowed by a divine weapon.
Although the **** of the river **** is good at devouring magic weapons, it still has a certain ability to swallow the real essence of flesh and blood, especially after direct contact.
One trades and the other grows.
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The thin, thin old man was directly slapped to the ground by Ye Que with a knife. He knelt on his knees, vomiting violently with the blood on his mouth, his face was so pale that he had been beaten into a half-dead person.
"I admit defeat!"
The thin, thin old man who fell on his knees suddenly yelled, and even yelled at Ye Que to admit defeat! In the life-and-death duel, as a demon, he shouted at the human practitioner to admit defeat!
Did this demon be beaten for dignity?
The Blade Peak stagnated, Ye Que raised his brows, a little surprised, the thin and thin old man in front of him was very different from the demon recorded in the book. Could it be that the demon that hasn't appeared in this great land of China for hundreds of years has mutated? Still staying in the world for a long time, infected with human characteristics.
As a ‘devil’, as a ‘devil’ who represents fear, he would even admit defeat!
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