Chapter 3: High-Grade Sword (2/2)

Xueyun Town was the town closest to Xueyun Mountains. There were a lot of monster beasts living in the depths of the Xueyun Mountains. Many mercenary groups venturing to the depths of the Xueyun Mountains gathered here.

Few fighters who live in this world are good at stubble, and there are several in their hands, with more than a dozen lives, not to mention Jin Zhengqiu. Refining swords with humans was initially exclusive to the Demon Sect!

He lurked in the shadow of a hidden alley, just like a poisonous snake waiting for prey, with cold eyes looking at the drunken mercenaries passing by.

After about a quarter of an hour, a mercenary who stumbled appeared, and Jin Zhengqiu jumped fiercely, covering the mercenary’s mouth, stabbing Chen Hao’s long sword into his chest, and then quickly pulling the body into the alley.

No longer a person, of course, Chen Hao will not have any symptoms of dizziness. He only felt a burst of warmth flowing into the sword body, nourishing his soul. That warm current brought a great sense of comfort, feeling that his body and soul were sublimated, just like entering heaven, if there was one in this world!

When the warm current disappeared, Chen Hao still wanted more. There was a feeling of addiction! Being used by Jin Zhengqiu to kill people, Chen Hao did not feel the slightest sense of guilt.

After all, when he was a human being, he had not lived a whole day in this world. He was full of hatred for this world. Chen Hao was sure that Jin Zhengqiu was definitely a master of assassination. His assassination technique was neat and straightforward. He killed four tall and burly mercenaries who didn’t seem to be weak in a short time.

After absorbing the fifth mercenary, Chen Hao knew that he had reached a critical point and was about to evolve again! Jin Zhengqiu also noticed that the black-blood sword began to heat up, so he lost the idea of continuing to kill people and quickly left the alley and entered a small courtyard nearby, which was also his own.

After closing the door, he put the black blood divine sword, which was hot and red, on the ground. Seeing that the Excalibur began to seep out gray impurities, Jin Zhengqiu confirmed his guess.

The black blood divine sword’s evolution was not accidental; just like the legendary sword, it needs to kill! Non-stop killing! Did Jin Zhengqiu have any plans to give up the Black Blood Divine Sword?

No, absolutely not! Was he afraid? No, not afraid, but happiness, joy, and excitement. He raised his black blood divine sword and waved it gently. The corner of the table was cut off without any hindrance.

He pulled out a hair and blowing it on the blade, the hair was cut into two pieces.Jin Zhengqiu nodded with satisfaction, and he knew that the black-blood divine sword of intermediate grade had been successfully promoted to high grade!

He can’t help but sigh, “It’s an evil sword. I don’t know if you have limits!” At this point, Cen Hao also enjoyed himself in the divine sword.

Sword name: Black Blood Divine Sword

Grade: High-grade weapon

The first sword master: Jin Zhengqiu

Talent: Killing the Master

Skills:

1. Bad luck (turned on): steadily reduce the fate value of the swordmaster by 1 (the luck value of 10 can be called the son of heaven’s luck);

2. Killing evolution: Evolving itself by absorbing blood and soul;

3. Automatic repair: spend a certain amount of blood and soul on repairing itself;

4. Evil Spirit Aura (opened): The more creatures killed, the stronger the condensed qi aura, forming a unique qi aura. The qi aura not only affect the enemy’s mind but also causes fear and fear. It also affects the swordmaster

Black Blood Divine Sword produced the fourth skill! Moreover, this skill looked very powerful, and it was also a growth skill that could influence the character of the swordmaster. Of course, the current Evil Spirit Aura was fragile, and there were only six people who died under Chen Hao. The impact of Evil Spirit Aura on the swordmaster was negligible.

But this was at least a welcome progress. In addition to bad luck, he had another skill that could influence the swordmaster. He was not a dead thing. He did not want to be a tool for others!