Chapter 257 Magic Blade

Inside the box lay a Ghost head knife.

It was about 110 centimeters long.

The handle of the knife was straight.

With a wide back and thin blade, the blade is heavier, which is conducive to increasing the strength of the chopping.

Some are similar to machetes, but there are no nine holes, no nine rings, and the body of the machete is longer and narrower.

Perhaps due to the long nourishment of yin qi, the blade was still sharp and had cut countless heads.

When Fang Zheng pulled out the previous crippled Ghost head knife, the 30 centimeter crippled blade, in front of the 110 centimeter complete Ghost head knife, it was immediately as if 1.4 meters tall compared to Yao Ming, simply not too hot eyes.

Fang Zheng reached out to hold the Ghost head knife handle in the box and hissed, still as cold as ever.

The Ghost head knife has a lot of weight, and it's hard for ordinary people to even wave it away.

At this moment, the blade that had cut off the heads of countless ferocious people was constantly filled with yin qi, bringing with it a ghostly cold feeling.

Fortunately, in the past, a knife box hand sealed the yin qi inside, otherwise I really don't know what will happen.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been buried so safely underground.

It seems that the original owner intended to seal the knife forever?

Fang Zheng had used the Nine yang true qi to study the inside of the blade, but he didn't find any ghosts. Maybe they disappeared with the century-old ghost.

And these yin qi should be due to the special energy fluctuations that have been kept warm under the yin and cold qi for a long time, and it is difficult to dissipate by itself.

Just like the theory that nuclear radiation takes a hundred years to dissipate slowly.

Fang Zheng took out the Human Skin scriptures he had always carried with him.

One-handed Ghost head knife, one-handed Human Skin scriptures, silently read in his heart: "Li Shizhen's skin, reinforcement!"

"Ghost head knife!!"

Boom!

A palpitating burst of energy, so strong that even Fang Zheng felt his heart skip a beat.

He suddenly had the illusion that he was dying...

He was just like every villain in this room would do, unbind, release the devil, and cause a lot of trouble.

And he was the villain of the little mastermind.

Resentment, hatred, killing thoughts, hatred, death, evil spirit...

Cruelty, darkness, depravity, curse, despair...

At this moment, all kinds of negative emotions seemed to suddenly ignite a sleeping volcano, erupting from the blade of the ghost head. The more Fang Zheng looked, the more frightened he became. He began to regret that his villain should not have died in the city.

This is the home of the Special operations department.

He was actually playing sacrificial magic at the entrance of the main entrance to the nest.

Fang Zheng also did not expect the movement this time would be a little big, and it was too late to stop it.

This was more than one or two levels better than when he first strengthened the blade.

Fortunately, the Ghost head knife itself was a monster that killed people like an abyss of evil. The remaining resentment under the blade of the ghost had not yet made a single mistake, and was immediately restrained and did not spread out.

The devil's sword began to burn, and a lot of howling sounds began to appear. Roar!

A headless man appeared, wanting to kill Fang Zheng, who was close at hand, to break free from his restraints and escape. His body reeked of cruelty and cruelty. But the headless man's body was wrapped in chains, stretching all the way to the blade of the ghost head, which bound him tightly.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

More and more headless ghosts began to appear, trying to tear Fang Zheng apart and escape.

In fact, these are not real ghosts.

But Ghost head knife killed too much, all of which were the remnants of resentment from the dead under the knife that the Ghost head knife had cut. Because of the infinite magnification characteristic in the process of strengthening the scripture, these remnants of resentment were also infinitely magnified together.

One, two, three...

More and more resentment and lingering thoughts began to appear, and in an instant, they were pulled back by the chain to the Ghost head knife's transpiring flame, which exploded with a bang.

Ten! Twenty! Thirty!

The more Fang Zheng counted, the more frightened he became. It wasn't over yet.

At the same time, Fang Zheng was also surprised to find that the consumption of runes in the Human Skin scriptures was also increasing.

One... Two!

A whole hundred and nine resentful remnants, that is to say, the Ghost head knife had completely beheaded one hundred and nine death row prisoners.

And they were all extremely vicious and vicious prisoners.

The resentment and evil spirit of these people after death are also more vicious than ordinary people.

"Do you need to consume two runes?" Fang Zheng was stunned.

"Does that mean that this Ghost head knife belongs to the chinese martial arts arena?"

"Or does this Ghost head knife have the potential to grow into a mid-level weapon? First of all, it has to be strengthened over and over again until it reaches its maximum."

Fang Zheng couldn't be blamed for thinking too much. After all, he only consumed one rune by strengthening the old Ghost head knife.

Ordinary things like enhanced Donkey glue and donkey-hide gelatin also consume a rune.

The secret book of low martial arts also begins with a rune.

Only the chinese martial arts secret books begin with two runes.

Fang Zheng was lost in thought.

He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he had to wait for the future to test it out, and now he had another thing to do. Then, fang was resealing the Ghost head knife into a knife box, putting it back into a handbag, and carrying it down the second floor.

"Little brother, did you just hide on the second floor and secretly rub against the air conditioner by yourself?"

"Old dao, I was shivering from the cold just now. I could feel the cold coming from the second floor through the ceiling. Didn't you turn the cold up to the maximum?" As soon as Fang Zheng went downstairs, she met Old god stick, who was shivering.

Old god stick's eyes were a little suspicious, "No, what can you do upstairs alone? It's so hot. Do you need to turn on such a big air conditioner?"

But then, as if thinking of something, Old god stick suddenly looked shocked and pointed at Fang Zheng with trembling fingers, "Little brother, did you do that on the second floor..."

With that, Old god stick hurriedly lowered his head and began to mumble, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything..."

Hat?

Fang Zheng looked at Old god stick, but the old godstick didn't say a word this time, and Fang Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to it. Then he went out of the shop, got on a shared bicycle and went straight to the scenic tourist area of Sendai tea mountain, which was adjacent to the university city.

All the way to the depths of Sendai tea mountain.

"Although the three generations of enhanced destruction and a lifetime of enchantment are destroyed, I feel that there is still room for this Ghost head knife to strengthen. There is no precedent for strengthening the martial arts secret book to fail. At present, it is a 100 % success rate for the time being. If this item is strengthened, there shouldn't be a very bad setting, right?"

Consumes three runes!

Reinforcement!

Fang Zheng was surprised when he saw the successful Ghost head knife after the second enhancement. This was the first time he saw the appearance change after the enhancement.

In other places, as usual, there was only a ferocious head at the end of the hilt.

Feeling it carefully, it seemed that the ghost was a storage container?

But at this moment, the container was empty, and he could not figure out the specific purpose of the ghost for the time being.

After all, it doesn't look like a game. It also pops up a game board to introduce equipment properties and skills.

Genius remembers the address of this station in one second:. Mobile version: m.

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