Chapter 47 (1/2)

The sword is seven feet long and black and white.

Luo Qingtong could see clearly that its two blades were shining with two different lights.

A black and a white, each other, entangle each other!

Luo Qingtong looks at, squints, and suddenly raises his hand.

Shua, the sword of life and death disappeared from her sea of knowledge and appeared in her hands.

Starting with the long sword, Luo Qingtong immediately felt a cool feeling, straight along her palm, straight up.

The use of sword came into her mind naturally.

”Click!” A light ring, Luo Qingtong's fingers, her hand sword, instantly changed into a form.

The silver white sword is humming softly, which is the state of the blade.

A silver white light, lingering with a sword, gives a sense of vitality and interest.

Luo Qingtong looks at the open blade.

The next second, he raised his hand and rowed towards his wrist.

Just a little, a blood line appeared on her wrist.

With the appearance of that blood line, her body and even her soul were weakened in an instant.

There is something, as if with that blade open wound, lost out!

”Buzz” about, Luo Qingtong's mind dizzy, but for a moment, and quickly stabilized.

Before the loss of those things, and again through their hands that a blade, to add back!

Luo Qingtong has a feeling, because this sword of life and death is his own, so he didn't hurt her master! The lost energy and spirit were replenished at once.

If it is for another enemy, the other side will not be so lucky!

”Good!”

Luoqing pupil light drink a, lip smile enchanting wanton.

There seems to be blood light in the empty eyes.

What a powerful absorption capacity!

Absorb the strength of others, supplement their own consumption?

Sure enough, it is worthy of the name of living blade!