Chapter 36

The eleventh sword owner died unexpectedly, and Chen Hao felt no guilt.

He is a magic sword that changes swords faster than changing clothes.

Three legged toads are hard to find, and two legged humans are not too many!

As a spirit sword, Chen Hao, who desperately wants to communicate with intelligent creatures, is obviously not a lonely person. He needs a sword owner.

Even if the sword master's ability is not good!

How to find the sword owner is not a problem for him now.

If it was in the past, when he didn't become a spiritual tool, he could only hope that someone could break into hezhifan's room, find the basement and find him.

Er... If no one finds him, he can only wait in place.

But now he is a spirit tool. He can fly!

Hezhifan's strength is poor, and he is only in a state of condensation. His true Qi is not very abundant. Chen Hao flies directly to the scaffold where Fu Yuanming executed before, and directly inserts it in the center of the scaffold.

The bloody murderous spirit poured out of the sword wantonly, pervading the whole scaffold, just like Fu Yuanming before his death.

The souls who died under the sword can be counted in thousands, and the accumulated murderous spirit has been very terrible!

Just put up a sign next to it, saying "sincerely recruit the sword owner, if you are the one"!

After more than half an hour, it was bright and pedestrians appeared in the street.

Last night, most people in ironstone didn't sleep well.

Fu Yuanming, who sacrificed all his life and soul and became a congenital mid-term master, destroyed three families, two gangs, and even the city master's mansion... It was earth shattering. People who can sleep safely in the whole iron stone city definitely have a big nerve.

Pedestrians walking on the street are also uneasy. When they meet acquaintances, they start talking. The topic is inseparable from what happened last night.

"Have you heard that the iron Wolf Gang and the black tiger gang are over, and that Fu madman did it!"

"The crazy man can do something good without thinking!"

"I heard my cousin say that even the three families are over, the three owners are dead, and the city guards have been completely defeated. There is no leader left. It is a river of blood. Only a few members of the Xu family are still alive. It seems that the crazy man left his hand, but the collateral branches left in iron stone city are almost dead. Don't try to recover in a few decades!"

"The three families can't beat Fu crazy? That's the three families, so many masters!"

"My cousin is the city guard. He was on the scene last night. He told me personally that I can cheat you? My cousin said that the Fu madman seemed to use some kind of forbidden technique, and his strength instantly exceeded the three families. The owner of the Liu family didn't hold up a few moves in the hands of Fu madman!"

Last night, no matter how Fu Yuanming killed him, there was inevitably a fish in the net!

"That crazy man is really terrible. I thought he was not a normal person before. Once I saw him, I had nightmares all night!"

"You are so timid. My cousin said that Fu Yuanming was mostly dead last night. The price of using forbidden art is his life!"

"I just want to ask, what is the hatred between the three families and Fu madman? Fu madman is so desperate? His enemy is not a blood wolf? I remember that the executioner, although terrible, seems to never kill casually, except when executing!"

"I know this. Yesterday, my cousin hid in my house and told me that the blood wolf was indeed not dead. His real identity was the eldest son of Bai Wuyou, the owner of the Bai family. He killed Fu crazy's family. Liu Yongming of the city guard colluded with the blood wolf in an attempt to cover up the facts and kill Fu crazy, but they didn't expect Fu crazy's strength to be so strong... Kill them all!"

The young man told the tortuous story between Fu Yuanming, blood wolf and Liu Yongming completely, and another young man was stunned: "the fact turned out to be so, the story didn't dare to make up like this, but the Bai family deserved it, and the other two families were completely involved!"

"Fu madman is crazy. He doesn't care if you are involved!"

"But if Fu madman really dies, what about his sword?" The boy quickly shifted the topic to the sword, "if that sword is really so powerful, then whoever gets that sword can become a martial arts power in a short time?"

"Who knows, I'm going to ask Fu crazy, but no matter who gets the long sword, I'm afraid they will hide it! That's a baby!"

"Wait, can that sword be Fu Madman's?" The boy suddenly felt cold and couldn't help shivering. He stopped and looked up to see the abnormal shape of the scaffold on the small square not far away.

On the scaffold, scarlet fog filled the air, and a long sword loomed in the fog.

The teenager who was telling the story of Fu Yuanming asked, "what?"

"On the scaffold, is it a sword?"

"It is indeed a sword!"

"Can it be the crazy one?"

"It must be. My cousin said that crazy Fu would emit a bloody red mist all over his body... He would feel terribly cold!"

"Fu Yuanming is dead. He left his sword!"

The two men looked at each other. The eyes of the young man who told Fu Yuanming's story were full of greed. He ran frantically to the long sword for fear of being robbed.

Another teenager saw this situation, turned around and ran away without looking back.

As soon as the boy got close to the scaffold and broke into the red fog, he had no reason to fear.

He saw a one armed man standing in the air with a sword shrouded in the red fog, and the iron stone city was at his feet.

He saw countless blood red swords across, the majestic three masters of ironstone City instantly died, and countless martial artists had their heads elsewhere.

He saw corpses everywhere under his feet, and blood was left in a river!

His hands and feet were cold, his legs were weak, and his fear became stronger and stronger.

He has some regrets!

At this time, the one armed man suddenly turned around, and a pair of blood red terrible eyes stared at him.

A stream of warm liquid flowed from his crotch down his thigh into his shoes.

However, no matter how warm the liquid was, it could not warm his cold heart.

He's broken down!

"Hey hey, kid, do you want to use this sword?" The old and terrible voice sounded in his ear.

"You, who are you?"

"I am the spirit of magic sword!"

"Sword spirit?"

"Yes, I am the sword spirit! As long as you are willing to obey me, magic skills, wealth, beauty, power and fame...!" The terrible voice continued to seduce, "as long as you can sacrifice enough lives to me, you can get all these!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. My red blood always means what I say!"

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then go to hell, kid!"

"No, no, Lord red blood, I promise you, I promise you!"

"Congratulations, you made a wise choice, put your hand on the hilt of the sword, and we will sign a contract!"

"Good!"

On the scaffold, the Red Blood Sword trembled fiercely, and the blood red fog was sucked clean by it.

"Congratulations to the host, bind the 12th sword master Zhao sankun!"

Zhao sankun looked at the magic sword in his hand, and his heart was both happy and afraid!