v2 Chapter 217： Killing ghost

The ghost king who is falling in the sky, the mouth of the mouth flows out a trace of green blood, seeing the demon shadow of the attack, the body twists, a lot of ghost power instantly condenses in the sword in the hand, the sword body emerges a cursing mans.

Ghost King, by twisting his body, exerted a force, a 20-meter-long blood-colored sword mans was thrown out, the horror of the horror, the huge demon shadow that will be attacked, split into two, into two halves The devil's illusion is dissipated as a little black light.

But at this time, Zhao Wei clenched a spear of evil spirits, and the power of the king infused into it. The spear of evil spirits shined brightly, and the runes flowed.

"call out!"

Zhao Wei forced the spear of evil spirits to be thrown out, and a sound broke through the air. The spear of evil spirits turned into a silver streamer, and with an incomparable sharpness, he shot at the ghost king.

At this point, Ghost Wang just split the demon shadow into two. At this time, the evil spirit spear shot, the ghost king really can't dodge.

"what!"

The ghost king screamed, spit out a blood, and the abdomen was broken through the evil spear. Although the evil spear was turned into a little silver light, but a terrible wound left in the ghost king's abdomen, now the wound on the ghost king is white. The power of smoke and the spear of evil spirits is still destroying the body of the ghost king.

At this time, Zhao Wei took another spear of evil spirits, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the ghost king who was still falling. He was forced to throw it out, and the evil spear was turned into a silver stream, with a powerful evil spirit. A ghost king shot.

"what!"

The ghost king screamed, gathered all the power on the sword, and slammed it out, and flew out the spear of this evil.

But the next five silver streams, with that terrible power, shot to the ghost king, the ghost king was shocked, using all the power to resist, **** swords, and finally a group of silver light burst in the sky, the ghost king The body, also unable to fall from the sky back to the ground.

Zhao Yiyi took the sword and walked over. Now the ghost king has not died yet, but it is only a heavy blow. Now he is standing in a trembling voice, and his eyes are staring at himself coldly.

There are now three injuries to Ghost King. The first is the abdomen hit by Zhao Wei, the second is the left shoulder, and the third is the leg. These three wounds are still white smoke.

At this time, even if the ghost king does not die, there is not much danger, because it is already a serious injury, and there is not much power in the body.

In the face of the cold eyes of the ghost king, Zhao Yan no expression, holding a magic sword, walked to her, Zhao Wei can not pity the jade.

A sword is thrown out, bringing out a sharp arc and smashing toward the ghost king.

The Ghost King struggled to hold the blood sword and blocked Zhao Yi’s sword, but Zhao Wei’s another sword waved out to the ghost king. The ghost king could only be in front of the sword.

"Hey!"

The ghost king blocked Zhao Yi’s sword, and the body was weak and weakened a few steps. Zhao Wei saw this frowning, and he had not killed the seriously wounded king once or twice.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yu snorted, the power of the king was injected into the sword of the heavens, and the demon sword swallowed a terrible sword, and it was a horrible and evil atmosphere.

"what!"

Ghost King also understands Zhao's killings, shouting, exploding all the remaining power in the body, infused into the blood sword in his hand, the blood sword also spurred a lot of blood, with a cold kill.

Zhao Yi’s sword was squandered, and the ghost king also took the sword out.

"boom!"

A loud bang, black and blood two forces collided, forming a huge destructive power, set off a raging wind, but the next moment the ghost king's body flew out and fell over a dozen meters away.

Zhao Yan was cold with a face, step by step, and was already beside the ghost king who was seriously injured in dying. Looking at the injury, dying, some miserable look, Zhao Wei intended to give her a happy, slowly lift the sword in her hand. The sword has a sharp black mans.

When the sword was about to fall against the ghost king, Zhao Wei made a move. "There is now lying on the ground, and the dying ghost king is watching himself, and the pair of blood-colored eyes look straight away."

Zhao Wei faced her gaze, some could not understand, did not understand what this ghost king means, but when Zhao Wei fell sword, want to kill this ghost king.

The body of the ghost king collapsed on its own and turned into countless ghosts, but it did not dissipate, but poured into her **** sword.

This **** sword, because it lost the owner, also lost the kind of blood color luster, turned into a long-term, the surface is pitted, the sword front is blunt, can not see a trace of sharp, looks simple, the color is red and black, it seems It is covered with countless blood.

The sword that seems to be scrapped, contrary to the powerful feeling that the ghost king held in his hand, has the feeling that the artifact becomes garbage.

However, this handle is thick and murderous. Without this huge murderousness, Zhao Wei estimates that the sword has been completely scrapped, and the mood that he wants to check cannot be lifted.

Zhao Yan bent down and was about to pick up the sword. He just touched the hilt, and a cold breath came from the sword and entered Zhao.

Zhao Wei’s action Some pictures appeared in my mind!

This is an era in which wars are raging, the country is broken, the people are displaced, hungry, food is not enough, and the corpses are everywhere.

She was a young lady, sighing the world's hardships, putting down the needlework thread, taking off the Huashang, taking the weapon, and putting on the armor, trying to end this troubled world.

Throughout her life, she has fought countless times. The people of the world call it a generation of female geeks. Unfortunately, she can't end this troubled world in a cruel battle.

The sky was dyed in blood, the cold wind was blowing with bleak, cold and biting, as if the body was frozen, the ground was covered with a soldier's body, blood flowing, gathering into a stream, this battle has no life. also.

She was lying in a pile of corpses with blood, her eyes empty and looking at the **** sky, and then slowly died, this is her life.

During her lifetime, she murdered countless people. After her death, she became the most terrible ghost of killing, wandering between the heavens and the earth.

When the picture stopped, Zhao Wei returned to the gods, picked up the ghost sword on the ground, stood up, and recalled the picture in his mind. It should be the memory fragment of the ghost king. No wonder the field she created was like that. It was dead. There, Zhao Wei also understood.

At the same time, Zhao Wei can also feel the killing of the ghost sword, the ghost king is inside, "it seems to become a similar spirit, or is she always like this?"

Zhao Wei did not understand, check the attributes of killing ghost swords!

[killing ghosts and swords] grade: half epic, attribute: strength +2o, intelligence +15, physique +1o, agility +1o, introduction: one of the most powerful ghosts of the murderous ghost in the underworld, with this sword as the body, The terrible sword formed.

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Wei did not expect that this killing sword is actually half epic level, and like the attributes of the Tianjian sword, it can almost be broken into an epic weapon.