Chapter 60

Seventeen knows that he has made unforgivable low-level mistakes!

Chen Hao reminded, "what's the matter? Continue!"

"But Lord Jianling, I cut it askew."

"Waste! Keep cutting!" Chen Hao roared, revealing a trace of killing intention in the red blood demon sword, "don't stop until you cut the other party to death. Are you going to be kicked off like a coward? It's not terrible to be kicked off, but it's terrible that you give up completely!"

"Seventeen, if you can't kill him, I'll kill you!"

Lord Jianling, who has always been kind to him, was even angry!

Thinking of the commander, Chen Kou and the beautiful woman, he didn't want to give up and be dismissed.

The terrible killing intention made seventeen instantly fall into fear.

Even if the hands are weak, seventeen frantically slashed, without the slightest accuracy.

The second sword, seventeen, struck the other party's arm and cut off an arm.

The third sword, seventeen cut on the other side's shoulder, the wound is deep and bone can be seen!

The fourth sword, the fifth sword, the sixth sword... The tenth sword, seventeen hands finally found the lost strength!

Tu Yidao came to the scaffold and said proudly to Chen Kou, "Lord Chen, let me come on stage!"

Chen Kou looked at the woman upstairs in the distance and shook his head thoughtfully.

Tu Yidao was not reconciled: "that boy was too young to behead, but he beheaded more than a dozen swords and was found where his neck was. He was simply a fool!"

Chen Kou glanced at TU Yidao and slowly said, "you don't understand. Just let 17 continue!"

"But what if the city Lord blames it?"

"Just say it's my decision. The boss won't blame you. Don't worry!"

"Good!" Tu Yidao turned and left with a cold face.

He didn't expect that Chen Kou would die to protect the boy!

On the scaffold, seventeen's efforts were not in vain.

At least, the people who just shouted to get him out of the stage have quieted down.

Seventeen's beheading method... It's unexpected, but it's very in line with the wishes of most of them!

Have fun!

The accuracy of seventeen is still poor, and the people under the sword are still alive.

The middle-aged prisoner raised his head and shouted, "I admit, you surprised me... But you look down on me too much. You think that if you torture me like this, I will kneel down and beg for mercy like those soft bones? I tell you, I, Yang Baoquan, left the door at the age of 13 and have traveled around for more than 20 years. I am a famous hard bone. This little injury is nothing at all... Hahahaha..."

Chen Hao didn't expect that the first prisoner he met on the seventeenth day was a tough one!

Even Fu Yuanming has never met such people.

Yang Baoquan's laughter spread far away, and many people under the scaffold looked extremely ugly.

They are not here to see how these traffickers show their heroism!

They want to see the prisoners struggling, unwilling, afraid, crying and begging for mercy before they die

They really hate these traffickers!

But I can't!

That Yang Baoquan could bear all the torture so calmly... They couldn't vent their hatred at all, and they were so flustered!

There's nothing I can do about him!

No matter which executioner executes, there will be no better way than on stage 17. After all, the sentence is just beheading... Not lingchi!

Yes, under Yang Baoquan's "testimony", people almost believe that 17 is torturing prisoners!

Even the first knife to cut empty was automatically made up by people to break the momentum of prisoners and deliberately cut empty!

After all, when Mingming was ready to die immediately, he suddenly found that the executioner had cut empty, and ordinary prisoners would feel very collapsed.

Chen Hao looked at Yang Baoquan, who was full of heroic momentum. Seventeen, who wielded his sword crazily, was more like a madman, a poor supporting actor who set off the "hero" aura.

He is the sword owner of the red blood demon sword, but he can't do this!

"It's impossible to continue like this!"

"What about that, Lord Jianling?"

After continuous sword waving, seventeen has sobered up, and the tension has almost disappeared, but the pressure is getting bigger and bigger!

He knew the hatred and expectations of the people under the scaffold.

Yang Baoquan's ridicule aroused the ferocity in the depths of the youth's heart!

"The only way is to use the brake field!"

The prisoner in front of Yang Baoquan is really good in strength and spirit, but people always have limits. When they lose too much blood, their spirit will begin

"Then use it!"

"It will also affect you!"

Looking at Yang Baoquan's sarcastic smile, seventeen clenched his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid!"

Evil aura field: the more creatures you kill, the stronger the evil aura you condense, and form a unique evil aura field. The evil aura field can not only affect the enemy's mind and make them have negative psychology such as fear, fear, despair, etc., but also affect the sword owner.

Even though there are tens of thousands of souls under the red blood demon sword, and the evil aura has grown to a certain extent, it is still difficult to break through Yang Baoquan's mental defense line in a short time.

But the evil aura field is not an explosive skill. Even if the people in its coverage do not collapse at the first time, the mental defense line will be slowly eroded and penetrated!

No matter the enemy or the sword owner!

It happened that the other party could not move and escape. At the same time, he began to be mentally weak because of heavy injury and excessive blood loss.

A breath of cold seeped out of the red blood sword. Seventeen shivered, his spirit was in a trance, and his heart was boiling.

The evil Qi field is fully opened, controlled by Chen Hao, and can cover the prisoners.

As time went by, Yang Baoquan, who was weak, felt his spirit getting more and more confused, his body getting colder and colder, and his heart getting hairy. It happened that the pain on his body instantly seemed to be ten times larger.

But the young executioner still tirelessly caused pain on him, and he couldn't give him a knife!

His laughter stopped, and he couldn't laugh anymore!

He is desperate!

He doesn't want to suffer this unnecessary torture anymore.

How about making the other party happy? He can feel better.

He really wants to die immediately, and he will be happy when he dies!

Yang Baoquan collapsed as soon as he had this idea!

"Kill me with one sword!"

"I beg you, please, kill me with a sword!"

“……”

People near the scaffold first heard Yang Baoquan's plea for mercy.

"Didn't you hear me wrong? He begged for mercy!"

"I heard it too, not hallucination!"

"So powerful!"

"Unexpected! Unexpected!"

“……”

On the scaffold, Yang Baoquan cried hoarsely, "please, give me a happy one!"

Unfortunately, seventeen can't hear at all!

He had long been in a mental frenzy.

Yang Baoquan, who was seriously injured and dying, could not resist the erosion of the aura field, nor could he.

Now in his mind, he only desperately insisted on the idea of killing all the people in prison clothes!

I don't know who took the lead, threw a handful of silver coins on the stage, and then all kinds of coins were thrown on the scaffold by crazy people.

When Yang Baoquan's will was disintegrated, the will of other prisoners almost collapsed!

They just admired Yang Baoquan's perseverance and substituted themselves into it. They wanted a magnificent man to die and let everyone present remember them.

Unfortunately, Yang Baoquan failed to stick to the end.