Chapter 270 (1/2)

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”Murder weapon, this is a peerless murder weapon.”

Ye Zhiqiu said with an ugly face.

”It's hard to kill more than 100000 people without becoming a murder weapon. It's a murder weapon, and it's also a peerless sword.” Yi Tianxing's eyes coagulated and said in a deep voice. As long as you can get it, this fierce knife will never be inferior to any exotic treasure. This is bred by the force of Feng Shui in the tomb. It is not very different from the strange treasure bred by heaven and earth. It absorbs the power of Feng Shui.

The seal of the tomb is like chaos, and the power of Feng Shui is like fire. It is not difficult to quench strange treasures.

”What a fierce knife. I just lack a good knife. With this fierce knife in hand, who can stop me from waving a knife in Shenhai.” when a rough looking man saw the ghost head knife inserted on the guillotine, his eyes suddenly showed a color of greed and desire.

As long as you are not a fool, everyone can see the miraculous place of the Ghost Head broadsword. Everyone wants to take it for themselves.

The man is a swordsman with a war knife on his back. In the face of a real treasure knife, it is more difficult for the swordsman to restrain his inner desire.

He burst out laughing and rushed towards the guillotine like a strong wind. The body is violent, but the speed is very fast. It is like a strong wind passing through. In the twinkling of an eye, it has rushed out of most of the distance.

”Good courage, this knife is obviously a ownerless thing. Those with virtue live in it. The treasure knife is mine.”

The young friar with Ruyi rope gave a sneer. Ruyi rope appeared in his hand, waved and tossed. Ruyi rope quickly broke through the air like a slender spirit snake, appeared on the guillotine faster than the swordsman, fell towards the handle of Ghost Head broadsword, and wound on the handle at the moment of touching.

Then, without hesitation, the friar pulled the Ghost Head broadsword out of the guillotine and pulled it to his side.

But with this pull, the young Friar's complacency completely stagnated on his face.

With this pulling, the thread of the ghost's head big knife inserted on the guillotine did not move.

”How is it possible that I have thousands of kilograms of strength. With the real Qi in my body, I also have tens of thousands of kilograms of strength. How can I not pull this ghost sword? I don't believe it.”

The monk's eyes showed a look of stupidity and disbelief.

Then he pulled it again.

Pull!!

Pull again!!

His face rose a burst of purple, but the Ghost Head broadsword was growing on the guillotine, motionless, without even a tremor. All the power fell on it, just like a stone into the sea.

”How could this happen?”

The monk's face showed an unwilling color, but now it seems that with his strength, he doesn't even have the ability to pull up the ghost head knife, which is like slapping him in the face.

”Hum!! the little white face who has no strength to bind the chicken wants to take the ghost head knife. It's a joke. A man should have strength and can't even pull the knife. You'd better play with your rope and see me.”

The burly swordsman fell on the guillotine. He was surprised to see Ruyi Suo entangle the ghost head knife. He thought he was going to be robbed. Unexpectedly, he didn't even have the ability to pull out the ghost head knife. It's a joke.

”Give me a start.”

The muscles on the swordsman's arm are intertwined, just like a dragon surging, emitting a violent breath of power. Physical strength and internal Qi are poured into the arm in an instant. As soon as the arm is lifted, the ghost head knife will be pulled out from the high platform.

Mmm!!

But this time, the swordsman's face also changed. He felt that he was going to become a tragedy and a joke.

I just thought that the friar with Ruyi rope couldn't pull it. Maybe it was because the method of drawing the knife was wrong and the strength was not enough. He was stronger and stronger than that guy. But this pull-out was like an ant trying to shake a tree. He was a powerful stone into the sea. He couldn't pull the knife out of the guillotine at all. The blade remained motionless.

”Give me a start!”

The swordsman took a deep breath and poured his strength and Qi into his arm. He swept the ghost knife again and wanted to pull it out completely, but this time, it was no different from the previous one.

The blade is still motionless.

No matter how much power, there is no way to pull it up.

”What kind of knife is this? Why can't it be pulled out?” the swordsman's face showed an angry color. With his strength, even a big knife weighing a thousand kilograms can still be pulled out and danced. But this knife just can't be pulled out.

”Hum, go away and let me come.”

A powerful man stepped onto the guillotine and yelled at the swordsman.

When the swordsman saw it, he sneered on his face, but did not start. He gave up his position and stood aside. He can't pull it up, and he doesn't think others can pull it up. If you become a joke, others should become a joke.

”Just a knife, I don't believe I can't pull it out.”