Chapter 172 Years and Blades! The End!
At noon, Shinian felt comfortable all over.
Looking at the pride of heaven who was tortured by him, who was no longer human, but still breathed a sigh of relief, he licked his lips.
Since you can't see all the sufferings he has experienced, let's change the low-level torture method that he used to disdain to use!
He grinned, squatted down, and said with a smile: "You should have no regrets in your life if you can let me enjoy this ultimate wonderful pleasure."
The dying sword's eyes were filled with endless unwillingness and resentment, and it was the look of wanting to cut Shinian into pieces!
Shinian smiled kindly: "If you have a next life, you must fall into my hands. I will let you enjoy this extreme pain again."
His hand fell on his neck, which was covered in blood.
He smiled, and the blade stared at him.
Put force step by step in your hand...
Looking at the blade that began to foam in his mouth and rolled his eyes gradually, Shinian was very satisfied and satisfied.
"hey-hey……"
When the struggle in his hands stopped, Shi Nian stood up and laughed...
Have fun! Have fun!
But when he almost laughed, he snorted and slowly turned his head.
How is that possible!
How could he...
Blade smiled and said, "Can you share with me what makes you so happy?"
As he spoke, the black iron that had penetrated through his thin chest had been twisted.
After drawing out the sword, the blade cut off his head with his back hand, but there was some resistance.
No wonder, it’s normal for a soul saint to have a hard neck.
At that time.
die!
Death with endless doubts.
Blade Feng smiled and shook: "Really, he hasn't answered yet what he was doing when he was crying and laughing just now!"
If you accidentally use too much of the Ascension Flower Powder, it is a little bit less!
The blade felt a little heartbroken.
However, it is not too much to be able to watch Shinian's old man crying and laughing with relish.
He knifed someone to be content.
“Huh?”
The blade looked at Shinian's body dozens of meters away in surprise.
What is the purple color condensed over his head?
Does he have a big move that he will only use after his death?!
Blade Feng smiled: I said, how could a dignified soul saint be punished like this?
Sure enough, there is a backup plan!
He retreated vigilantly.
As long as the situation is not good, he will immediately activate his fourth soul skill and run away!
But half an hour later, I still didn't see any news coming from there.
The cat's blade behind a big tree stretched its head, looking at the purple object that had already fallen to the ground in confusion.
Isn't it a self-destructing device?
The Blade decided to give it a try.
Blade in hand.
The first soul skill - the first sword!
The first sword fell on the purple object, causing no damage except knocking it away.
The Blade's expected big explosion did not come either.
Blade murmured: "Isn't it a backup plan?"
Try it again!
After cutting more than a dozen swords, the blade walked over carefully.
Squat there and use the blade to stir up the purple thing.
After thinking for a moment, Blade said in surprise: "Soul Bone!"
Then he said expressionlessly: "So that's what it means to make me nervous."
Pick up this soul bone that looks like a bone at all and then looks at it, then the blade put it into the soul guide.
The soul bones were useless to him, and he would never incorporate these messy things into his body.
Because his body has a special name among the human race - the Wudi Taoist body!
This physique has no special effect, no amplification, no acceleration, no superpowers.
The only purpose is to reduce the resistance to breaking the level to about one-tenth of the monks of the same level when breaking the level barrier.
Although the effect is very ordinary, the blade has a special liking for it.
Therefore, the blade will never risk destroying the [Ultimate Tao Body] to absorb the soul bones!
It’s also a pity that he is too nostalgic. He really can’t bear to let go of the physical condition that has been with him since he was born!
Alas~
He stood up and looked at Shinian, who was divided into two pieces on the ground.
He still has no means to quickly destroy the body.
This is very inconvenient.
But it's okay.
After burying the vulgar man who was not calling anything last time, the shovel was still there.
With a wave of his hand, Shinian's body was taken into a hollow corner of the soul guide.
There are blood on the ground, so this must be dealt with.
There is also the grass that is destroyed by trees when inhaling ascending flower powder in the year. This also needs to be dealt with.
Blades are very good at these.
Tamsui rinsed the blood from the big beach.
Sprinkle a lot of medicine powder to eliminate the smell of blood.
Then there is the site restoration, and even if someone comes, it will be difficult to see if it is not carefully viewed.
Eliminate obvious footprints.
It took half an hour to take a look at the scene with satisfaction.
Then he left, but he did not return to Tiandou Imperial City.
After walking for more than ten miles, the blade looked around and it was such a good place.
That's it!
With the shovel in your hand, carefully remove the plants and soil from this small piece of grass.
Next is labor work - digging a hole.
...
Recover the completely removed turf, and squat on the ground to repair it and remove marks.
It looks like other grasslands that are slightly raised compared to the original ones.
Blade nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that his skills were still so skillful!
Make sure no one is coming back to Tiandou City happily.
When he returned to the hotel room, he met Zhu Zhuqing at the door.
Hearing the footsteps, Zhu Zhuqing, who lowered her head, quickly looked at the footsteps, with worry in her eyes.
When she saw this familiar figure and smile, the worries in her eyes disappeared, and her heart that had been holding her has been relieved.
Blade walked towards him and smiled and said, "Zhuqing, is there anything you need to ask me for?"
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head calmly: "No, I'm thinking about something."
After saying that, she walked towards her and Ning Rongrong's single room.
The blade walked up to her in a few steps and stopped her.
Looking at the blade in front of him, Zhu Zhuqing whispered: "I'm going back to practice."
She felt a little panicked.
Daofeng smiled and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"
"I..." Zhu Zhuqing was about to speak.
"Zhuqing, you don't have to worry too much between you and me. If it's within my ability, you can just say it."
Blade interrupted her with a smile.
Zhu Zhuqing: He, what are he talking nonsense?!
What's between you and me?!
He, is he...
He, how could he do this?!
Blade is a little confused: Zhu Qing, why are you suddenly blushing and helpless?
What am I doing?!
I just want to make a fuss?!
Zhu Zhuqing's cold face was filled with a seductive blush. She didn't dare to look at the blade, and her heart was like a deer bumping into her.
This is not Zhu Zhuqing at all.
After Zhu Zhuqing calmed down, she hesitated for a moment and slowly opened her mouth.
The blade suddenly realized.
It turned out that shortly after he left, Fland suddenly stood up and his face changed drastically.
Flander did not say anything in detail to everyone, greeted Zhao Wuji and Liu Erlong, and told everyone to go back to the hotel after watching the game, and the three of them hurriedly left...
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Chapter completed!