I Am a Magic Sword

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Seventeen knew that he had committed an unforgivable low-level mistake!

Chen Hao reminded: "What's wrong, continue!"

"But Master Sword Spirit, I am crooked."

"Waste! Continue cutting!" Chen Hao roared, revealing a trace of murderous intention in the Red Blood Demon Sword. "It is not allowed to stop until the other party is hacked to death. Do you intend to be bombed off like a coward? Not terrible, the terrible thing is that you give up completely!"

"Seventeen, if you can't hack him, I will kill you!"

He has always been angry with him and Master Yan's sword spirit master!

Thinking of commanding an adult, thinking of Chen Kou, and thinking of that beautiful woman, he did not want to give up, nor did he want to be stepped down.

The terrible killing intention even let the seventeen moments fall into fear.

Even if his hands are weak, he slashed madly for seventeen times, and he didn't have a head.

The second sword, seventeen, was cut on the opponent's arm and one arm was cut off.

The third sword, seventeen, was slashed on the opponent's shoulder, with bones visible in the scar!

The fourth sword, the fifth sword, the sixth sword... the tenth sword, the hands of the seventeenth finally found the lost power!

Tu Yidao came to the criminal platform and proudly said to Chen Kou: "Master Chen, let me take the stage!"

Chen Kou looked at the woman upstairs in the distance and shook her head thoughtfully.

Tu Yidao was not reconciled: "That kid is so tender, he beheaded, but he beheaded a dozen swords and found where the neck is, it's a fool!"

Chen Kou took a look at Tu Yidao and said slowly, "You don't understand, just let Seventeen continue!"

"But what if the lord of the city blames?"

"Just my decision, I won't blame you, you can rest assured!"

"Good!" Tu Yidao turned away with a cold face and left.

He didn't expect that Chen Kou would save the boy!

Seventeen's efforts were not in vain on the scaffold.

At least, the people who just shouted under the stage and told him to get off the stage have been quiet.

The beheading method of seventeen... was unexpected, but it was in line with most of them!

carefree!

The quasi-head of the seventeen is still poor, and the people under the sword are still alive.

The middle-aged prisoner raised his head and shouted loudly while bearing the seventeenth sword: "I admit, you surprised me... But you are too small to look at me, you think I will torture me like this, I will be like those cartilage bones Asking for mercy on the same knee? I tell you, my Yang Baoquan went out at the age of 13 and traveled south and north for more than 20 years. He is a well-known hard bone. This little injury is nothing... Hahaha..."

Chen Hao didn't expect that the first prisoner he met was a hard bone!

This kind of person, even Fu Yuanming has not met a few.

Yang Baoquan's laughter spread very far, and many people under the torture complexion were extremely ugly.

They didn’t look at how the gang of traffickers displayed heroism!

They want to see the prisoners' struggle, unwillingness, fear, crying, begging for mercy...

They really hate this gang of traffickers!

But it can't be done!

That Yang Baoquan could withstand all the tortures so calmly... so that the hatred in their hearts could not be vented at all, and they were panicked!

He just couldn't take it!

No matter what executioner executes, there is no better way than the seventeen on stage. After all, the sentence is just beheading...not late!

That's right, under Yang Baoquan's "testimony", people almost believed that 17 was torturing criminals!

Even the first knife of chopping the air is automatically supplemented by the human brain as an attempt to break the spirit of the prisoner and deliberately hack the air!

After all, when he was clearly prepared to die immediately, he suddenly realized that the executioner had been chopped out, and ordinary prisoners would feel very collapsed.

Chen Hao looked at the heroic Yang Baoquan. Seventeen of his crazy swordsman was more like a lunatic, a poor supporting role that set off the "hero" aura.

The sword master of his red blood demon sword, can't be like this!

"It won't work like this!"

"What about that, Lord Sword Spirit?"

After seventeen consecutive sword swings, seventeen has been awake, and the tension has almost disappeared, but the pressure is increasing!

He knew the hatred and expectations of the people under the torture.

Yang Baoquan's ridicule also aroused the brutality of the teenager's heart!

"The only way is to use the aura!"

The inmate Yang Bao's full strength and spirit is indeed good, but there is always a limit. When you lose too much blood, the spirit will start.

"Then use it!"

"It will also affect you!"

Looking at Yang Baoquan's mocking smile, seventeen gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid!"

Aura of Aura: The more creatures you kill, the more powerful, the stronger the aura of aura will form a unique aura of aura. The aura of aura can not only affect the enemy's mind, but also cause negative psychology such as fear, fear, despair, etc. Make an impact.

Even though there are already tens of thousands of souls under the sword of the Red Blood Demon Sword, the aura has grown to a certain extent, but it is still difficult to break through Yang Baoquan's mental defense line in a short time.

However, the aura of aura is not an explosive skill. Even if the person in the area covered by it does not collapse in the first time, the mental defense line will be slowly eroded and penetrated!

Whether it is an enemy or a sword master!

It happened that the opponent could not move and could not escape, but also began to be mentally weak due to excessive injuries and excessive blood loss.

A sensation of coldness permeated through the red blood sword. Seventeen shivered, and he was in a trance, and his heart was boiling.

The aura of Qi is completely opened, controlled by Chen Hao, which can cover the prisoners.

After a minute and a second passed, Yang Baoquan felt weaker and weaker, his body was getting colder, and his hair was falling, but the pain on his body seemed to be ten times larger in an instant.

But the young executioner was still tirelessly creating pain in him, and he could never give him a knife!

His laughter stopped, he couldn't laugh anymore!

He is desperate!

He didn't want to suffer such unnecessary torture anymore.

How can he make the other person happy?

He wanted to die right away, and he was happy when he died!

As soon as he had this idea, Yang Baoquan collapsed!

"Sword kill me!"

"I beg you, please, kill me with a sword!"

"..."

People close to the scaffold first heard Yang Baoquan's begging for mercy.

"Yeah, he begged for mercy!"

"I heard it too, not auditory hallucinations!"

"So powerful!"

"Unexpected! Unexpected!"

"..."

On the stage, Yang Baoquan cried out hoarsely: "Please, give me a happy heart!"

It is a pity that the seventeen cannot hear at all!

He has long been caught in a madness.

Yang Bao, who was seriously injured and dying, could not resist the erosion of the aura, and he could not resist it either.

In his mind now, he was desperately holding on to the idea of ​​killing all those in prison uniforms!

I don’t know who took the lead, and threw a handful of silver coins on the stage, and then all kinds of coins were thrown on the bench by the crazy people.

When Yang Bao's full will was disintegrated, the will of other prisoners almost collapsed!

They had just admired Yang Baoquan's perseverance and put themselves into it, wanting a vigorous boy to die, and let everyone present remember them.

It's a pity that Yang Baoquan failed to stick to the end.