The broken blade rolled down from the palm of his hand, flashing with cold light.
The extremely rich smell of blood dispersed, like a sea of Shura blood.
An inexplicable feeling spreads in my heart:
[Tribute: Blood-stained General’s Blade]
[Assessment: Grade 3 (Part 2)]
[Comment: The sword of General Zhongchong, the sixth grade, is forged from metal and melted with the blood of a dragon. It stains the battlefield with blood and drinks the blood of thousands of people. Even though time has passed, a hundred years later, it is still full of ferocity and endless evil aura! 】
[Gift: Baji (Part 2)]
[Refining or not? 】
"Refining!"
In an instant, the demon's shadow flickered.
A statue of a general who had fought hundreds of battles appeared in Chen Xiu's eyes.
He has fought countless battles in his life, drinking blood with the sword in his hand.
When he was dying, he was buried in a tomb with his master.
The final scene was a lonely mountain in Dongping Prefecture, Qingzhou.
The whole sword is about five feet long and is engraved with Taotie patterns. It is divided into a broken blade, a complete sword, and a tiger guard that swallows the sword's spine.
"Dongping Mansion, on the lonely mountain, the general's tomb!"
Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed.
In the treasure box in the past, he got the incomplete sword edge, which was rated as "Second Grade" by the Martial God Canon.
Now, I have obtained a sword that is still sharp and is rated as "Third Grade" by the Martial God Code!
What level should the tiger guard holding the sword spine be?
"Dongping Mansion, you must pay more attention."
While Chen Xiu was thinking, a picture scroll unfolded in his eyes.
Demonic stars twinkled in his pupils.
The swordsman in a long black gown stood in the darkness, with a tag with the word "地" hanging on his waist. The long sword was pitch black, as if it were ice that had never melted for thousands of years!
"The No. 1 Secret Agent of the Earth——Gui Hai Yi Dao"
Inheritance: Abi Dao Three Swords! ! "
It’s actually this sword technique!
Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly.
This is a pure magic technique, infinitely powerful, domineering and fierce, and it is far more evil than a blood knife!
But it is very evil, and even many demonic warriors do not dare to try it easily.
According to Buddhist scriptures, Avila is the most evil layer and the bottom layer of hell, and is also called the "infinite hell".
According to folklore, anyone who falls into the Abi Hell will suffer endless reincarnations and will never be able to escape.
This "Abi Dao Three Swords" takes the meaning of Abi Hell!
The extremely evil knife produced by condensing endless hatred is extremely evil.
The sword's meaning is infinite and contains the unpredictable meaning of gods and ghosts. With one strike of the sword, you will fall into the hell of darkness.
In Chen Xiu's memory, after practicing, he will be controlled by the power generated by the Abi Hell and become an irrational puppet. Then he will completely fall into the Abi Hell, become extremely crazy, and start killing innocent people indiscriminately. , completely fell into the path of Shura and lost his humanity.
"I'm worried that I don't have good sword skills!"
Chen Xiu laughed, but he was fearless.
If you can't conquer even one martial art!
So how can we go further?
"哐哐哐——"
Heavy and rapid footsteps sounded behind him.
"Good brother——"
Han Hu's high-pitched voice sounded far away.
"Brother Han, why are you so happy?"
Chen Xiu chuckled calmly and clasped his hands slightly.
The simple dark iron box closed gently, and the treasures on the lower floor slipped into the palm of my hand.
His face remained calm.
"Haha! My brother is so ashamed to receive such a great gift from my dear brother, so many weapons, armors, and even powerful crossbows! Just three kinds of medicinal materials are probably not enough to make up for my dear brother, so I specially found two good ones. thing."
Han Hu smiled quite proudly and threw out a bag.
"Really? Then I'm looking forward to it."
Chen Xiu glanced slightly.
The dark golden thousand-year-old silkworm slough, the glazed snake king's gall that is completely transparent and glowing with faint green.
There is also a pair of huge, pitch-black black and white eyes, with faintly visible patterns like dragon scales - the eyes of an ambergris bird.
The three main ingredients are complete, the quality is good, and the quality is top-notch, and the medicinal power has not been lost!
His eyes looked behind him.
In the wooden box in the arms of the big man surnamed Lin were three extremely large pieces of cold iron.
It was extremely dark, as big as a man's head, and seemed to be entangled with countless spider threads.
And a dark green...snake gallbladder?
"Brother knows that Brother Xian is good at making strange weapons, and he is also proficient in poisons. Four pieces of spider poisonous cold iron, and a poison sac from a three-hundred-year-old dragon, I hope they can give Brother Xian some help."
Han Hu was speaking the truth at this moment.
Now Chen Xiu can be regarded as his ally.
"Spider Venom Cold Iron, this is soft dark iron that contains highly poisonous iron. It seals the throat when it sees blood. It is extremely tough and can be turned around hundreds of times without breaking. Even if it is tempered to be as thin as an ox hair, it is still extremely sharp and tough. .”
"It is a very rare Hunyuan Black Iron! I remember that Baibaofang once auctioned it. A fist-sized piece was worth nearly a hundred taels of gold."
Chen Xiu's eyes lit up instantly.
With such a precious metal, he is sure to restore the pinnacle of the Tang Sect's mechanical expansion-type hidden weapons in the past - "Three Uniques and One Treasure"! !
"It's not too early now. It's time for my dear brother to return to Tianye Mansion."
Han Hu changed the topic and said slowly: "After all, in Tianye Mansion now, Zhou Wenlong is missing, so my dear brother may be able to make a fuss."
Let me leave?
Does he have any intentions?
Chen Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he glanced at Han Hu and the young man behind him, he couldn't help but laugh strangely.
A tacit smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he hinted profoundly: "Brother Han, these people behind you have not yet perfected their blood refining, right? We need to hurry up."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"This good brother of mine is really smart and smart. As expected, nothing can be hidden from him."
Han Hu murmured, looking across the crowd of people, and said softly: "There is a pill here, try to swallow it and refine it. Successfully refine the blood as soon as possible, and officially enter the martial arts!!"
Yin and Yang blood elixir.
Anyway, it has been refined.
This person has passed away, so why not make good use of it and increase my strength!
Anyway, I will avenge you.
Han Hu whispered secretly in his heart.
.......
Tianye Mansion, Chang'anfang, Mansion Office!
It was already night, but the government office was still extremely noisy.
"Your Excellency is missing, Master Li was lost in despair, and Mr. Zhang is nowhere to be seen. And 'Li San' is unwilling to step out of the Black Prison. Today's Tianye Mansion needs someone to preside over the situation!!"
"I am willing to take on this important task!"
The old man stroking his long beard spoke calmly, his words were quite coercive.
The third master of the Chu family, Chu He.
There was a bit of pride on his face that was difficult to conceal.
Even he didn't expect it.
Today's Tianye Mansion will have such a leaderless situation.
We need someone who can hold the place!
He, who was also a government master, stood up without hesitation.
"Haha, those guys from the Wusheng Cult are really obedient. They really help create chaos when they are asked to help, and the price is only twenty girls. This deal is such a bargain!"
"Now the prefect, master, and chief catcher are all gone. I can finally..."
The smile on Chu He's face became even brighter.
"Who allowed you to make your own decisions? Could it be that you don't take this officer seriously?"
A slightly playful voice sounded.
Chu He suddenly looked back.
Under the moonlight, a tall figure carried a long knife on his back and was covered in blood.
He stepped into the government office as if strolling in a leisurely manner, with a somewhat vague sneer on his face.
In this pitch-black night, when one step fell, there were mottled blood marks.
It looks so cold and chilling!
Chen Xiu!
