I Am a Magic Sword

Seventeen knows that he has made an unforgivable low-level mistake!

Chen Hao reminded: "What's wrong, go on!"

"But Master Sword Spirit, I cut it crooked."

"Trash! Here it is! I continue to chop!" Chen Hao roared, and the Blood Devil Sword revealed a killing intent, "Don't stop until the opponent is hacked to death. Are you going to be bombed off the field like a coward? The bombing off is not terrifying, terrifying. You give up completely!"

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

Always angry with him and the charming Sword Spirit!

Think of Sir Commander, think of Chen Kou, think of that beautiful and alluring woman, and he doesn't want to give up or be blasted off the stage.

The terrifying killing intent made Seventeen Instants fall into fear.

Even if the hands are weak, the seventeen crazy slashes, without the slightest accuracy.

Second sword, Seventeen slashed on the opponent's arm, cutting off one arm.

The third sword, seventeen cuts on the opponent's shoulder, the scars are deeply visible!

Fourth Sword, 5th Sword, Sixth Sword...Tenth Sword, Seventeen's hands finally found their lost power!

Tu Yidao came to the execution platform and said to Chen Kou proudly: "Master Chen, let me come on stage!"

Chen Kou looked at the woman upstairs in the distance. thoughtful shook the head.

Tu Yidao was not reconciled: "That kid is too tender, let him beheaded, but he cut a dozen swords and was found where his neck is, he is a fool!"

Chen Kou glanced at Tu Yidao slowly said: "You don't understand, just let Seventeen continue!"

"But what if Sir City Lord blames it?"

" Just say that it was my decision. The above will not blame you, don't worry!"

"Okay!" Tu Yidao turned away with a cold face.

He didn't expect, Chen Kou actually saved that boy!

On the execution stage, Seventeen’s efforts were not at all in vain.

At least, the people who had just shouted in the audience to get him off the stage have calmed down.

Seventeen's beheading method... is unexpected, but it fits most of them!

Happy!

Seventeen's accuracy is still poor, and the people under the sword are still alive.

While bearing the heavy sword of the seventeenth, the middle-aged prisoner lifts the head loudly shouted: "I admit, you surprised me... But you underestimated me, you think you tortured me like this , I will kneel and beg for mercy like those cartilaginous heads? I tell you, I, Yang Baoquan, 13 years old, went out and traveled north and south for more than 20 years. I was a notoriously hard bone. This little injury is nothing at all...hahaha... "

Chen Hao also didn't expect that the first prisoner Seventeen met was a tough one!

Fu Yuanming has not even encountered a few such people.

Yang Baoquan’s laughter spread far and wide, and many people under the execution stage looked extremely ugly.

They are not here to see how these human traffickers show their heroism!

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

They really hate these traffickers!

But I can’t do it!

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

There is nothing to do with him!

No matter which executioner executes the sentence, there will not be a better way than the seventeenth on stage. After all, the sentence is just beheading...not Ling Chi!

Yes, under Yang Baoquan’s "testimony", people almost believed that Seventeen was torturing prisoners!

Even the Number One Blade that hacked the sky was automatically made up for the imposing manner of the prisoners, and deliberately hacked the sky!

After all, if you are prepared to die immediately, suddenly you find that the executioner has cut the air, and ordinary prisoners will feel very broken.

Chen Hao looked at Yang Baoquan in a heroic imposing manner. Seventeen who wielded his sword frantically was more like a lunatic, a poor supporting actor who set off the "hero" aura.

He is the sword master of Blood Devil Sword.

"I can't continue like this!"

"What should I do, Lord Sword Spirit?"

After continuous swinging swords, Seventeen has woken up. The tension is almost gone, but the pressure is getting more and more!

He knows the hatred and expectations of the people under the torture stage.

Yang Baoquan’s laughter aroused the fierceness of the young man’s deep in one's heart!

"The only way is to use the baleful qi field!"

The prisoner in front of Yang Baoquan is really strong and spiritual, but there is always a limit. When too much blood is lost, the spirit is Will begin

"Then use it!"

"It will also affect you!"

Looking at Yang Baoquan’s mocking smile, Seventeen gritted his teeth. : "I'm not afraid!"

The baleful qi field: The more creatures killed, the stronger, the stronger the cohesive baleful qi, forming a unique baleful qi field. The baleful qi field can not only affect the enemy’s mind, Letting it produce negative psychology such as fear, fear, and despair will also affect the sword master.

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

But the baleful qi field is not an explosive skill. People in the area covered by it, even if they don’t collapse immediately, will slowly erode and penetrate their mental defenses!

Whether it is the enemy or the sword master!

It just so happened that the opponent couldn't move and couldn't escape. At the same time, he was weakened because of his injuries and excessive blood loss.

A cold air permeated from the Red Blood Sword. Seventeen shuddered, trance, and the killing intent boiling.

The baleful qi field is fully opened and controlled by Chen Hao, which can cover the prisoners.

As time passed, Yang Baoquan, who was weak, felt more and more confused, his body getting colder, and his heart felt hairy, but the pain on his body seemed to be ten times bigger in an instant.

But that young executioner still tirelessly caused pain in him, and he can't always give him a relief!

His laughter stopped, he can't laugh anymore!

He is desperate!

He didn't want to endure this unnecessary torture.

How about making the other person happy, he can feel better.

He wants to die right away, and he will be happy if he dies!

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Baoquan fell apart!

"One sword will kill me!"

"I beg you, please, one sword will kill me!"

"... …"

People close to the execution platform first heard Yang Baoquan’s begging for mercy.

"I heard that right, he begged for mercy!"

"I heard it too, not a hallucination!"

"So amazing!"

"didn't expect! Didn't expect!"

"..."

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

Unfortunately, Seventeen couldn't hear it at all!

He was already in a frenzy.

Yang Baoquan, who was seriously injured and dying, could not resist the erosion of the baleful qi field, nor could he resist it.

Now in his mind, he only insists on a single thought desperately-kill all the people wearing prison uniforms!

I don't know who took the lead, threw a handful of Silver Coin on the stage, and then all kinds of coins were put on the stage by crazy people.

When Yang Baoquan’s will was disintegrated, the will of the other prisoners almost collapsed!

They just admired Yang Baoquan’s perseverance and substituting themselves into it, wanting a vigorous way to die for a man, so that everyone present would remember them.

Unfortunately, Yang Baoquan failed to hold on to the end.