Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 720 National Tragedy
The appearance of the Korean War made the originally excited stands suddenly become much quieter.

Because at this time, the "identity information" about the Korean War was displayed on the electronic billboard.

"Korean war, pure beauty paradise tool man, life span boxing ring level 3 venue management."

This is the current identity of the Korean War.

It was this identity that made them feel a little...absurd?
"Are you kidding? Why should he fight with Goddess Luo?"

"Isn't it because the Lifespan Boxing Arena can't gather ten challengers that it deliberately lets its employees challenge themselves to death?"

"RNM refund the money! This is a shady story, refund the money!"

For a time, the voice of public opinion was denounced.

Lockyang, who was happily eating melon seeds and drinking Harbin beer, suddenly felt a chill coming over him.

He quickly turned up his collar, trying to cover his face to prevent him from being discovered by this group of angry and dissatisfied spectators.

When Luo Heng saw this scene, the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Doesn't he know that he is wearing a white suit, which is very conspicuous among normal people's clothes? Putting the collar up is more like an ostrich behavior... Luo Heng thought of this and looked around.

Fortunately, most of the spectators' eyes were focused on the boxing ring, and there were various spotlights as cover, so no one paid attention to what was going on here.

"Sir, didn't you say that it wouldn't have any impact on the longevity boxing ring..."

Luo Heng was about to say something, "Shh!" Luo Heng turned his head and made a silencing gesture to him.

"Don't reveal my identity!"

Luo Heng: "..."

On ring number one.

Han Zhan's figure appeared below as the ancient divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword condensed.

Under his feet, the sword energy as deep as the sea was absorbed into his body like a whale drinking water. His whole body was like a magic weapon unsheathed, with a majestic momentum!

Opposite him, Luo Qiuhong was holding the National Sword in his hand, his eyes showing an abnormal and strange red color.

His pupils were flashing with strange red light, and he was completely different from the Luo Qiuhong he had seen.

Han Zhan knew that at this time, Luo Qiuhong had been controlled by the awakened Guoshang Sword and turned into a puppet sword slave who could not control his own consciousness.

She raised her head and looked at Han Zhan and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, like a dormant ancient beast.

"I know all about the deal between you and her." Luo Qiuhong said with a cold tone.

"Surprising, right?"

"Although I am resting and adjusting my breath, I can sense what is happening in the outside world, but as a sword slave, she doesn't know this."

"Self-righteous, smart-aleck, bitch."

It felt strange to say such words from "Luo Qiuhong" himself.

"So, you are actually following a trick." Han Zhan said clearly as he looked at the National Sword opposite.

"That's right! You are a swordsman. You follow the way of swordsmanship, and I also follow the way of swordsmanship. My way of swordsmanship is based on death. All those who die under my sword can achieve my way of swordsmanship."

"And among these people, sword cultivation is the best."

"So from the very beginning, when you appeared in the stands, you became the prey that I had to capture!"

Listening to the opponent's tone of victory, Han Zhan shook his head.

"Don't be so arrogant. You actually don't have much confidence in defeating me."

"Luo Qiuhong didn't lie to me on this point."

Guo Shangjian snorted coldly and did not deny it.

"Indeed, when I first discovered you, I knew you were a delicious prey, but such prey often has strong strength. If you are not careful, the identities of the prey and the hunter will be interchanged."

"But now, everything is different." "I have killed nine ninth-level experts in a row. My swordsmanship and my fighting power have reached their peak state."

"Now I have the strength to defeat you!"

"Let you have a good experience of what real national mourning is!"

As soon as "Luo Qiuhong" finished speaking.

She suddenly let go of the National Sword in her hand.

The bright and enchanting eyes opened in horror on the hilt of the sword, and they glared angrily, releasing a strong red light to the surroundings, like a circle of radioactive ripples, sweeping across the entire No. 1 boxing ring.

At the same time, the National Sword fell straight towards the ground.

The tip of the National Sword was the first to touch the ground.

The moment the sword tip touched, a circle of light red ripples started from it and spread out in a circle around it.

Then the sword body, blade, hilt...

All parts of the National Sword were like melted blood, completely integrated into the ground and the spread of strange red!
Standing where he was, Han Zhan felt a fishy wind blowing against his face.

Along with it, the entire air was filled with the pervasive smell of blood.

Ring No. 1 disappeared.

Instead, there was a river of blood that converged into a boundless sea.

Skeletons wearing armor can be seen everywhere, with swords stuck in their bodies, as well as stumps and pieces of flesh floating on the sea of ​​blood.

The real mountains of corpses and seas of blood are nothing more than this.

The sky above suddenly turned dark red, and the sun in the west was tinged with iron color. It was not dazzling, but oppressive and heavy, making people almost breathless just by looking at it.

In the air, there was still the faint sound of fighting, accompanied by the collision of gold and iron, and the unyielding shouts of the soldiers.

They poured into Han Zhan's ears from far to near.

Surrender your body to serve the Lord, and die in mourning for your country.

"This is...the domain!" After Han Zhan saw the situation around him clearly, he understood where the confidence of the National Sword came from.

Domain is a means only possessed by gods.

But there are always some unparalleled geniuses who, even if they have not become gods, can still perform things in similar fields.

This allows them to remain invincible and crush opponents of the same level.

The National Sword exists like this.

It turned the sword into the realm of national mourning, placing Han Zhan entirely in the realm, and wanted to refine and kill him here!

In the boundless sea of ​​blood, a skeleton wearing a battle robe and armor slowly climbed up from the sea of ​​blood.

In its empty eyes, green flames suddenly burned with substance.

He casually picked up a short knife that was stuck diagonally on the residual limb of the blood sea, and it rushed towards Han Zhan, the "enemy general", very quickly.

Han Zhan instinctively wanted to use his psychic powers and use his innate skills, but he found that above his head, the water of the endless sea of ​​blood gathered, and the word "forbidden" with dragons and phoenixes was outlined stroke by stroke.

This is the special field of the National Sword.

To end the war, only the purest sword fighting on the battlefield, natural means are prohibited.

This seems to partially explain why those ninth-level experts who had fought against the National Sword in the past often died of regrets because they were unable to use their talents.

More and more skeleton soldiers are resurrected.

With a disturbing low roar, the terrifying figure of a giant skeleton gradually appeared in the shadows at the rear of the battlefield.

That seems to be the true body of the National Sword!
(End of this chapter)