Chapter 36: Crimson Blood Sword (2/2)
“On the execution platform, there is a sword?
“It is indeed, a sword!”
“Could it be madman Fu’s sword?”
“Certainly, my cousin said that Fu madman would emit blood-red mist all over his body … and he will feel very cold!”
“Fu Yuanming is dead; he left the sword!”
The two people look at each other, and the eyes of the boy who told Fu Yuanming’s story were full of greed. He runs frantically to the sword for fear of being robbed.
The other boy saw this situation, turned around and left, and ran away without looking back.
As soon as the boy approached the execution platform and broke into the red mist, he felt a sense of fear in his heart.
He saw a one-armed man standing in the air with a sword shrouded in a red mist, and Iron Stone City was at his feet.
He saw countless blood-red sword lights passing by, the three majestic masters of Ironstone City died instantly, and countless warriors were beheaded in different places.
He saw the dead bodies lying on his feet, and the blood stayed in the river!
His hands and feet were cold, his legs were soft, and his fear grew stronger.
He had some regrets!
At this moment, the one-armed man suddenly turned around, staring at him with a pair of scary blood-red eyes.
A warm liquid ran from his crotch down his thigh to his shoes.
But no matter how warm the liquid was, it couldn’t warm his cold heart.
He collapsed!
“Hey, kid, do you want to use this sword?” an old and terrifying voice rang in his ears.
“You who are you?”
“I am the sword spirit of the Demon Sword!”
“Sword spirit?”
“Yes, I am the sword spirit! As long as you are willing to obey me, magical skills, wealthy beauty, power, and fame…! “The terrible old voice continued to tempt, “As long as you can sacrifice enough lives to me, you can get all of these!”
“Really?”
“Of course, it’s true. I Crimson Blood has always been true to my word!”
“What if I don’t agree?”
“Then go to hell, kid!”
“No, no, Lord Crimson Blood, I promise you, I promise you!”
“Congratulations, you made a wise choice, Hold your hand on the hilt, and we sign the contract!
“Congratulations, you made a wise choice, Hold your hand on the hilt, and we sign the contract!”
On the execution platform, the Crimson Blood Sword trembled fiercely, and the blood-red mist was entirely absorbed by it.
“Congratulations to the host, bind the twelfth sword master Zhao Sankun!”
Zhao Sankun looked at the devil sword in his hand, both happy and scared!
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