Apocalyptic Forecast

Royal Divine Sword · Resentment.

It weighs three to five pounds, one to two to six centimeters, and is constant.

The normal blade is six feet long. According to the user's will, it can freely expand and contract between four inches and one hundred and nineteen feet three inches, which is convenient.

It is really a home travel, killing more goods, and giving the necessary good products to relatives and friends.

People who received it generally cried excitedly.

Just like now.

Raymond had shed tears of grief and indignation.

After it penetrated the opponent's body like Thunder, it quickly contracted and returned to the hands of Huai Shi, forming the length of an ordinary knife.

The most suitable size for Huai poetry.

Sure enough, this is the best.

It's a pity that the delicate touch through the blade did not penetrate the heart.

The hidden killer was seen through at the last minute.

It probably passed between the lung lobes and penetrated the injury, but the organs were not damaged, which was not a big deal for the sublimator.

It is a pity that Raymond covered the wound in a panic and missed the opportunity to counterattack.

Soon he reacted. This is an overhead classroom, and he didn't have to worry about the curse in his body leaking. He shook his head mockingly and relieved.

His eyes were tears.

Completely involuntary.

Because the pain is felt, not the trauma of the blade, but the infection caused by the venomous source spreading between the chest.

That is not the resentment in the source of Huai poems, but some kind of natural compound reaction.

Some kind of pain left over from the past.

I was a child without a mother since I was a child. I wandered on the border. I was born and died for so many years. There was no good result. Unfinished loans, had to stay in the Ivory Tower as a tool person, and finally took a vacation to travel for a trip, and even returned to be cut with a knife.

How shameful, empty, and meaningless such a life is.

It's too painful to live and die.

wanna die.

Want to involuntarily ... Push to the front of the blade, let it end its life freely, as if to mislead the warrior, and cut off his head with the final dignity.

A hundred.

Want to ... free!

When Raymond realized, he looked at Huai Shi's tears and was shocked and dreaded: "Where did you get that evil thing?"

Huaixi looked down at the knife in his hand and thought about it, "Do you like it from someone else?"

like.

I like to die.

In the literal sense, I like to die.

"It even forced a middle-aged man to recall his dark history!"

Raymond raised his hand, even ignoring the two lines of tears, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Dare you use such an indecent thing for a humble social animal, are you ready to pay the price!"

Although the corner of the mouth was still smiling as before, his eyes became quiet.

Quiet as iron.

No doubt, take it seriously.

Huaishi thought about it and said seriously, "If there is any offense, I can apologize."

"No, because you will regret it soon."

Under the shroud of enthusiasm, the reddish redmond grinned, the blood turned into mist, and it steamed up, instantly, close at hand!

Iron light and hurricane swept through.

The roar burst.

It was simply an angry heavy truck that rammed into the front, wrapped in a hurricane, crushing walls, obstacles, and everything that was not worth mentioning.

The whole person of Huai Shi slid back a dozen meters, the resentment in his hand was trembling, the tiger's mouth holding the knife cracked, and the **** colors oozed out.

But it wasn't over yet, Raymond's movements didn't stagnate at all, and he was already faced again.

The halberd was straight and thrust forward.

Huai Shi's body leaned back incredulously, and then, as the muscles contracted, rubbed the axe towards the full spring and rushed forward.

Yu Bu, Zhongping Thorn!

Get entangled!

The iron **** all over the barbs were thrown out with an iron chain, wrapped around the blade of Huai Shi, and pulled roughly, and the instantaneous burst of power with a partial blade.

Raymond held the axe in one hand, and in the other hand, he felt a flail, which locked the counterattack.

At a very close distance, he smiled at Huai Shi.

"Take you to see the skills of the war wild dog rice!"

Along with the words, his erect head had been smashed forward like a hammer, and the head of Huai Shi was black, and he lost sight for a time.

But the resentment had broken free of the shackles, breaking the iron lock. In the darkness where nothing could be seen, only by the discrimination of the wind, he cut off the axe in Raymond's hands.

The heavy weapon split into two from the center.

But when Huai Shi opened his eyes, Raymond had drawn a brand new weapon from the overhead classroom. Such a familiar form is a Teutonic sword exactly like Ivory!

With the Epee in his hand, Raymond's breath became more fierce.

Under the state of burning blood, the sword was held high and slashed towards the head of Huai Shi!

"--Heavenly Justice!"

The steel intertwined in the air, rubbing against each other, and the sparks that burst out illuminated the eyes of the two.

The hurricane blew through, and then everything returned to silence.

Suddenly stopped.

Huai Shi's right arm, which was severed by the Epee, fell to the ground, but his head was not broken as expected, and the blade that penetrated Raymond's forehead remained between blood and bone.

In the third round, the outcome was divided.

Overhead classroom reset.

But the thrill of the moment was still in the body of Huai Shi, and it had never dispersed.

Underestimating the threat of Raymond's explosive state, he was almost taken away by a set of strokes.

Although the speed and power have been qualitatively improved in the blood-burning state like a blast of gas, the set of hard blows is completely flawless.

Stable and invincible.

The worst ending is nothing but the end.

If it is not that the blade can freely expand and contract, even its own speed in the overrun state is too late.

Suddenly, he almost thought that the old man of Avery stood in front of him, out of the blood of the corpse mountain.

With the reset, Raymond appeared again in twenty steps, twisted his neck happily, and sighed softly: "Oh, I haven't played so cool in a long time ... It's a little bit of interest, don't mind if I add a little difficulty Right? "

"Please." Huai Shi nodded.

As a result, Raymond's hand was drawn in the preset list of the overhead classroom, and it didn't take long for a complete set of heavy armor to be included with his face.

There are still traces of the sword on the heavy armor, and the overlapping blood color smudges on it, turning into black and red.

There is a round shield fixed on the right arm, but the badge of the nightmare eye above has been hung by a sharp blade. What remains is only the vague outline that once represented the dragon-born knight.

On the majestic lion helmet, two hot noses spit out slowly.

A pair of green eyes opened, with a smile and a grudge.

"I really miss this young feeling."

There is no doubt that after returning to the heyday, and after stripping the influence of the curse, such a body is as light as a dream.

"Come on, class, teacher Huai Shi."

He twisted his neck happily and hooked his hand to the enemy in front of him: "Students are still watching, but don't hesitate for too long."

"Does it work so well?"

The resentment in the hands of Huai Shi shook and shook off the blood remaining on the blade.

After a moment of contemplation, he finally raised his head and smiled:

"Then, let's talk about" Broken Armor "."

Overrun status is enabled.

Yu Bu trampled, and in the roar, the blade of resentment with the scale soaring came roaring!

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An hour later, the sound of the violent collision in the overhead classroom finally stopped abruptly.

When the overhead scene dissipated, both of them even had a sweat on their bodies.

A hearty discussion and duel.

It's just that in the back, even if it's not afraid of death in the overhead simulation, there is nothing to gain if you fight again. Thanks to Raymond's cooperation, the effects of the Royal Sword · Revenge and various parameters of Huai Poetry are already clear.

Regarding the cooperation between the youngest sacred mark and resentment, and the hidden deeper changes, Raymond said that he would not be a target anymore.

Being chopped with a knife is forced to recall one's own black history. The shame and powerlessness of wanting to die is really unbearable.

For the enemy, the effect of this knife is too mean.

Young people who have not experienced too much may be affected less, but the more experienced and experienced people are, the more difficult it is to resist the helplessness and pain before life, death and death.

After being struck, what I felt was not a grudge, but a desire for death.

If Raymond did n’t feel that there was nothing wrong, that knife should still have the effect of devouring the source, but in essence it was directed at his own mark ... but the data of the mark in the overhead classroom is It's fixed and can't cause an impact.

That knife is alive.

He can conclude that there is absolutely nothing wrong with this.

In this regard, Huai Shi did not deny it.

When he waved his hand at www.wuxiaspot.com ~, the blade disintegrated into countless steel feathers again and returned to the sanctuary of bones.

After forging and smelting, the desperation condensed into iron has been given to the entire crow group, which is carried by the large group, and at the same time, the resentment has become the incarnation of the crow group.

The homology casting makes this fusion so easy.

Now, the fierce blades are the claws of the crows, and in accordance with their instinctive desire for evolution, they are endowed with unsatisfactory hunger and greed, and even dare to eat disasters and miracles ...

This is the gift left by the founders for Huai Shi.

As long as he accepts the inheritance of the founder, then there is a grand avenue in front of him.

The only problem is ...

Huai Shi scratched his head, feeling a daze.

Where did you **** find so many sublimers and coagulators to feed them?