I Am a Magic Sword

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The teenager shouted softly: "Anyone?"

However, in the silent night, no one responded to him.

"Who threw the sword here?"

No one else responded to him.

The young man suspected that someone was mischievous.

But in Baihe City, he had no acquaintances, and the Epee in front of him was not accompanying him.

The teenager looked at the broken sword on the ground with some distress and said: "My sword was broken by you. If you don't pit, then the sword will be used as compensation!"

"If you don't speak, it means default!"

After waiting for two minutes, no one responded to the teenager.

The teenager was full of doubts, and finally reached out to the red blood demon sword.

The heavy sword's fierce anger is extremely strong. At first glance, I know that I have drunk enough blood and I don't know how much blood. Holding it, the teenager feels cold and swollen.

The weight of the epee is not light, and he is a bit struggling to wave with natural power.

The young man has been in the ears since he was young, and he has an appreciation of weapons that is beyond the ordinary people's ability to appreciate. When he sees the sword in front of him, he especially wants to get him.

No warrior does not long for a weapon. !

"Ding~ Is the sword master blue seventeen bound?"

Hearing this name, Chen Hao was a little surprised.

What a strange name!

Blue seventeen, why not call it blue eighteen?

Could it be that his parents were so powerful that he made sixteen brothers and sisters?

But Chen Hao did not struggle with the name.

The name is just a code name, there are several names before the Red Blood Demon Sword!

"Confirm binding!"

"Congratulations to the host for binding the fourteenth sword master blue seventeen."

Seventeen gently waved a few times, and found that this mysterious and unfamiliar epee used unexpectedly smoothly, just like a master specially created for him!

He tried to practice "War Sword Art" with the Epee. The Epee was like the extension of his arm, like a part of his body. Such a wonderful feeling soon made him immersed in the joy of cultivation.

After the "War Sword Judgment" once again, 17 put down the Epee, and the immense excitement on the tender face!

He seems to have just touched the "Sword of War" to the fullest level!

Although it was only a brief touch in a flash, Seventeen knew that this brief touch was the seed of the Consummation Realm. As long as he worked hard, he would soon be able to cultivate "War Sword Juice" to the Consummation Realm.

"I want to get the first of our session!"

Seventeen clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Then he turned his eyes to the epee in his hand.

This epee is so easy to use, it's almost like tailor-made for him.

If the master of Epee came to ask for it, he was really reluctant.

"I'll pay you back for this sword. If you don't speak, I'll represent you by default!" After three seconds, the seventeen said happily, "Thank you, I like this sword very much!"

As soon as he had finished speaking, he ran into the inner door of the heavily defended castle.

Going back to his small room, under the dim oil lamp, Lan Xie looked at the thirteen circular blood marks on the Red Blood Sword with some fascination and sighed: "This is really a good weapon. The sword is just as fierce, who sent me so kindly in the end? Does anyone think of my qualifications and want to accept me as an apprentice?"

The teenager is a little bit obsessed.

"Boy, of course I am a good weapon!"

"Who?"

The hoarse voice was scared for seventeen, and the sword in his hand almost scared.

"I, in the sword!"

"what?"

Seventeen directly scared the Red Blood Demon Sword on the ground.

"Don't be afraid, boy, I'm not malicious. If I'm malicious, I will kill you long ago!" Chen Hao said in the sword. "I am the sword spirit of this sword!"

"Sword spirit?" Seventeen tone said with a trembling tone, "You lied to me, I have seen the spirit sword, but I have never heard the sword spirit can speak."

Chen Hao said disdainfully: "They are low-energy in the sword spirit, where can they compare with me?"

The sword spirits of ordinary spirit swords certainly can't speak, their souls are simply incomplete, and their intelligence is not as good as that of three-year-old children.

But what is the sword spirit of the red blood demon sword?

It's Chen Hao.

A born soul is born.

As the killing continued, the red blood demon sword evolved, and his soul was constantly strengthened.

Therefore, Chen Hao has every reason to despise all the spirits in the same level.

"Really?"

"of course it's true!"

Seventeen is still a teenager, a little believe Chen Hao, he continued to ask: "But why did you appear in front of me!"

"I plan to make you my sword master!"

"Why me?" Seventeen asked with some surprise, "Don't you think I'm talented?"

Every young man used to think that he was very talented and different.

Actually...hehe!

"No, I am just looking for someone casually." Chen Haoke didn't plan to give anyone a face, "My former sword master just died, and then I lack a sword master, and I happen to meet you, so I choose you!"

"Uh... aren't you the spirit sword? The spirit sword is so powerful, how could his former sword master die?"

"Don't mention that silly x to me!" Speaking of the sword, Chen Hao complained, "That silly x won't use a sword. When he encounters a desperate moment, he throws me and punches others with his fist. Small chest, are you angry?"

"Really!" Seventeen nodded seriously. "You are the Spirit Sword. Those who don't need the Spirit Sword are silly x. What is in his mind?"

Chen Hao said seriously: "He has no brains!"

"Then he won't use a sword, why would you choose him as the sword master?"

"He killed other competitors and robbed me!"

"Well, your luck is really bad!" There was a little sympathy in the seventeen tone.

"Don’t say this, you will be my sword master in the future, I am the sword spirit of the red blood sword, you can call me Master Jianling, I will let you see my ability first, remember to kill more people, kill more people in the future You can become stronger!"

Chen Hao told Lan XVII about the attributes of Red Blood Demon Sword as an example.

Of course, he still has reservations.

After listening to Chen Hao, 17 asked with some hesitation: "Sword Spirit Master, is the Red Blood Sword a magic sword?"

"Yes, Red Blood Sword is a magic sword!" Chen Hao asked with a smile, "Why, afraid? If you are afraid, then you can throw me away at any time, I never force the sword master."

If Seventeen really abandoned the Red Blood Demon Sword, Chen Hao would not hesitate to add another blood ring to the sword.

"No, no!" said the seventeen tone calmly, "The commander speaks, the weapon is originally used to kill people, there is no distinction between good and evil, and there is no difference between the demon warrior and the ordinary warrior in the army, which are worth their lives. Brother entrusted!"

"Huh? In the army? Could you still be a soldier?"

Chen Hao suddenly felt that he seemed to be running now.

"No, it's not!" Lan XVII replied, "I'm Lan Fu's slave."

"House slave?"

Lan XVII nodded a bit desolately: "I am an orphan, a beggar!"

"and then?"

"Then!" The loneliness on Lan Xie's face disappeared, and the steadfast face was replaced with incomparable reverence. "Then I happened to meet Missy. She looked at me pitifully and took me back to Lan Fu. If Without her, I'm afraid I can't live that winter!"

Chen Hao was a little skeptical. If the Miss Lan family asked him to jump off the cliff, would he jump without thinking?

"Do you have any ideal goals?"

"I want to be the strongest among our domestic slaves, and I want to be the guard of Missy!"

This ideal... is really simple, so simple that Chen Hao wants to spit old blood!