I Am a Magic Sword

“if Chen Yan is hurt should be restored, right?”

“certainly recover, you think Blood Fiend Gate just decoration only do? Changed those of us scattered martial cultivator , subject to the kind of injury, death is considered a good luck, but she has the support of these doors, two days can be again the ring! “

” but even if she came to power, the strength should not be dropped less, you see her face, wearing ye that field with a test against her should not be small, to see the rest of the people can not seize the opportunity. “

” Yes, the woman in fact, quite terrifying, and spent a leg, an arm, even the throat did not utter a word, that was punctured with the walking dead, she did not look anything …… if not identity with that of the walking dead, do not wear Ye will be able to win! “

” …… “

” saying that if Chen Yan’s face how the? left below, there is a wound, seems to be caught …… “

“Hey, it really …… under her eyes, what red stuff is?”

light color of a person standing in the ring, waiting for the opponent.

Chen Hao quite unconvinced: “Wait a minute over your opponent, you have to teach him fiercely, he makes you wait so long!”

< "good!" / p> Chen Hao Yan a difference in the light, he thought, light color will not talk to him.

“Today you strange ah!”

“ah, things on the last ring, many thanks Sword Spirit adults!”

Chen Hao silence moment: “…… only this time, just this once, next time if you die, I will not have control!”

light color, is any of the thirty-fifth red Blood Sword sword master, is his first shot saved by the sword master.

He didn’t even know why he helped Ye Qingyan to block Dai Ye’s sword.

In the ring, the kind of irrational performance, light Yan death can not wipe out the crimes ah!

“I know!”

light Yan lowered his head.

sixth contest, light Yan’s performance called crazy, even the referees and spectators in the audience have felt the fury of her killing intent!

Her rival, if not reflect enough, it was light Yan sword will cut.

The last sword was blocked by the referee who helped Qingyan’s opponent.

But light Yan just been taught a lesson, because no one saw a lot of it, is light Yan opponents call “surrender” when too extreme, and her sword retrieved.

Under the ring, light color casual look case disciple asked a Blood Fiend Gate wearing Ye over there, that ye wear out that with the walking dead, the opponent rolling, victory has left After that, they can only return to the tent.

She actually wants to go see it again.

She sat on a chair in the tent, out of ancient zither, just struck a chord, turn ancient zither back into the space ring.

She pulled out the red Blood Sword, animal skins polished his red Blood Sword scarlet blade, and immediately stopped.

Chen Hao thought, he can enjoy himself carefully maintain it!

He can see, the people are Yan light in a state of anxiety.

“Ye want to go to wear it?”

“Not now!” Yan light back and forth in a small tent, and altogether hard to do in bed rubbing their hands hair, his own clean and supple hair bunched up into a messy chicken coop.

“really is not the time!”

Chen Hao understand the strength of the South domain tournaments venue than the lighter color.

Here now gathered close to a hundred areas throughout the powerhouse, and even the field of environment Peak powerhouse not only a light color you want to find Inferi faction trouble, we must first over Nie Liqun and Inferi school powerhouse That level.

In the ring, she is South domain peak genius, Happening throughout the powerhouse.

may be in the ring next, she is an ants.

This is not a place she could mess.

her fiddle ferricyanide soft sword, “click chirp” sound, Red Blood Sword broken into 34 small sections.

whip sword like a snake, from top to bottom, in the light color petite body slowly wound 14 times, her eyes closed, biting his lower lip, a sharp blade slit her Every inch of skin.

blood quickly infested clothes.

Chen Hao Yan light looked silly, I do not know what she was doing ……

She will hilt tent roof to the main beam of a throw, and that part of it hilt entangled in the main beam, then slowly shrink, will light the whole person Yan hung upside down.

whip sword again tightened her numerous wounds oozing blood, the body flowing down her neck her beautiful shoulder, then down her face, down her hair, Dropped to the ground.

She wooden face, looking at the front of the body in midair swing back and forth.

Just like on a swing.

Chen Hao did not say anything, he did not know what to say.

He saw the light color face has healed wounds, under the left eye that saw a blood-red tears, saw her eyes glazed eyes gradually became blood red and then she slowly …… Closed his eyes.

From the bodies of seventeen again, he began to perceive color in the right light.

seventeen corpses how will appear in the southern region, which is indeed very strange thing, but Chen Hao not at all to explore the idea of ​​what had happened.

As Red Blood Sword of Sword Spirit, Chen Hao actually not much curiosity.

Even if there is, it is almost consumed.

For him, the curiosity is too strong, is a kind of torture.

He was like a mollusk, has long been held in the shell, in order to adapt to the shape of the shell, the body has been completely distorted.

“Sword Spirit adults, this is what you say curse it?” Do not know when, pale red light Yan opened his eyes and whispered, “In the past I thought, but the so-called curse It’s just a rumor…”

“not quite clear, but I reminded you…”

“Can’t you control it?” Qingyan asked again.

Hearing Qingyan’s questioning, the Red Blood Sword shrank fiercely, and the Qingyan groaned, and the blood on the ground gathered into a small puddle.

“Do you think I want to see Seventeen again?”

“Master Sword Spirit…you seem to be angry!”

“Uh… “

Chen Hao silent.

light color continue to ask: “Sword Spirit you can loose a little adult, you’re hurting me?!”

Red Blood Sword gradually relaxed, light color slowly down , Her head hit the ground directly.

Light Yan whispered shouted: “Wait, do not leave me to go down!”

Chen Hao curiously asked: “do not hurt you or do you enjoy this is more than thirty? the sword cut a piece of feeling? “

as the sword Spirit of red Blood sword, Chen Hao is very clear, almost 34 sword slice cut into the flesh color of light, although have avoided the crucial position but the kind of pain, ordinary person can not stand.

This has always been a form of torture.

“It really hurt! May be the only way I can in order to calm down ah!” Light Yan’s eyes lost their focus, “You know, what I most want to do it?”

“know!”

“But my reason tells me …… not now, now is not enough, not when …… you understand this pain? my heart, as in the fire grilled …… do you understand this feeling? “

Yan light of experience, Chen Hao understand.

He had just been closed when the Red Blood Sword, can not move, can not speak …… he also can not wait to die …… especially in the evening and early hours of the night, terrifying kind of anxious, crazy conjecture boundless hatred …… he almost did not mad ……