The Emperor's Call of Eternal Heroes

Chapter 339 Dog's head guillotine, life-threatening knife
With a knife, as long as it kills someone and sees the blood, it will generate hostility, which contains evil and murderous aura. The more people are killed, the stronger this aura will be. Over time, it will also produce spirituality, but this kind of spirituality is Ominous spirit, and at this time, this knife will also be called a murder weapon.

It is a murderous thing.

Obviously, that dog-headed guillotine is a murderous thing that has been baptized by blood.

In particular, this murderous weapon is in this treasured land of geomantic omen, trained and bred by the power of geomantic omen, it will definitely produce great changes, as evidenced by the restrained murderous aura alone.

"This knife is definitely a big murderer."

Ye Xiaoyao's face was very ugly.

The ones that look ordinary, but often look harmless, are often the deadliest.

The evil and murderous aura is restrained, which shows that the fierce spirit of this knife has evolved to a level comparable to normal human beings.

"Killing so many people, and after such a long time of baptism, it is not difficult to become a murderous thing." Qin Jiange also shrunk his pupils, and said in a deep voice.

After killing so many people, and after countless years of baptism by the power of feng shui, this knife is already comparable to an imperial weapon. If this knife passes through the hands of a craftsman and achieves holy quality, it will definitely be a treasure. A rarity in the world.

"What a murderous knife. I happen to be short of a good knife. With this knife, who can be my opponent under the saint!"

When a rough-faced man saw the dog's head inlaid on the guillotine, a look of greed and longing suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Anyone who can see the miraculousness of that dog-headed guillotine wants to take it for himself.

And that man is also carrying a knife behind his back. Obviously, he is also a swordsman who is proficient in the way of the sword. Just like a swordsman, a swordsman is also unable to restrain his inner desire when facing a real treasured sword.

With a rough laugh, his figure rushed towards the high platform like a gust of wind.

The figure is thunderous, and the speed is very fast, like a flash of lightning across the sky, just inhaling time, he has already rushed to the high platform.

"This knife is a thing without an owner. Those who are able can live in it. The precious knife is mine."

While speaking, there was also a swordsman rushing up, followed by a lot of people, at least no less than a hundred.

But it was obvious that the man was the first to climb onto the high platform, and he couldn't wait to pull out the dog's head.

It's just that with that pull, the originally very complacent expression froze in an instant.

Do not move!

"How is this possible? Even if it's a mountain, I can move it. Why can't I move this knife?" The middle-aged man with the knife on his back was shocked, "I don't believe it!"

There was disbelief in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he pulled it out again.

But he let his face turn purple, but the knife was just as if it was growing on the guillotine, motionless, not even a trace of trembling, all the power fell on it, like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest reaction .

"How could this be?"

The middle-aged man showed a look of reluctance, but now that he came here, he didn't even have the strength to pull out the knife. This was like slapping him a few times on the basis of the big talk he made before. .

"Hmph! It's been said that those who are capable of a treasured sword will get it. If you don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, you want to get this sword. It's just fantastic!"

The one who spoke was the second swordsman who rushed up, with a burly figure and muscles full of explosive power, and his strength should not be underestimated, and he also has the strength of the eighth level of heaven and man.

Originally, he was very worried that this person would snatch the dog's head, but he didn't even have the strength to pull it out. It was like a joke.

"Get up!"

The muscles on the arms were knotted, like a horned dragon surging, and the berserk power seemed to have reached a very terrifying state.

With a lift of the arm, the big knife was about to be pulled out from the high platform.

Ah!
But this time, the burly middle-aged man's face changed instantly, and he felt that he was going to be a joke.

Originally, I thought that the opponent's technique was wrong or the strength was not enough, but obviously, this was not the case. They couldn't pull it up at all, just like a gnat shaking a big tree.

"Give me up!!"

The burly middle-aged man took a deep breath again, the spiritual power in his body was focused on his arm frantically, and swept towards the dog's head again, about to pull it out, but this time it was not the same as the previous one. the difference.

It seems that no matter how much force is used, the knife cannot be pulled out.

"What kind of knife is this? Why can't it be pulled out!" The man's face showed a look of resentment. With his strength, even facing a weight of nearly a million catties, he could lift it effortlessly. Facing this knife, it didn't work at all.

"Hmph, go away, even pull out the knife, trash!"

A bald-headed man in battle armor came up, and he yelled at the burly middle-aged man.

The burly man took a look, with a sneer on his face, but he didn't make a move, but gave up his position directly.

In his opinion, no one in the room could pull out the knife, and anyone who tried to pull it out would only become a joke.

"It's just a knife, I still don't believe it, I can't pull it out."

The bald man held the handle of the knife with both hands, let out a shout, poured out all the strength of his body, and landed on the dog's head. Unfortunately, his self-confidence collapsed at this moment.

"I come!"

Another warrior stepped forward, trying to pull out the knife.

But obviously, it is still a failure.

There are people going up to try and try, all kinds of failures, which means that no one can pull out this knife.

"This dog-headed guillotine has been connected to the guillotine, and the guillotine is connected to the entire cliff and land, forming a strange aura. In my opinion, unless it is approved by this knife, or has the strength of a saint , otherwise it would be impossible to pull out this knife.”

Ye Xiaoyao has a very deep understanding of the way of luck that he walks, and he can tell Ni Duan just by looking at it.

The dog's head guillotine is connected to the earth, who can uproot the entire earth?That's just a joke, even if you are born with divine power, it is impossible, unless you are a great power at the level of the ancient sage.

"Although that knife is a peerless murderous knife, it is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface!"

Qin Jiange frowned slightly, but didn't go up, trying to pull out the knife.

He could vaguely feel that there was a great evil in this knife, and perhaps once it was pulled out, it would bring about extremely serious consequences.

People kept trying to climb up the high platform to pull out the knife, but in the end they gave up unwillingly and joined the ranks of onlookers, watching one after another try.

"It's a pity that I can't pull out the monk after all!"

It was a monk who was speaking, with a face full of flesh, fat head, and fierce face. If it wasn't for the ring spot on his head, he would really think it was a fierce man who came out of nowhere.

It seems that many people know this monk and are a little afraid. When walking across the river, people around him hide away.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, on the wide high platform, a ground cracked without warning, and a dark hole opened. From the hole, a pitch-black spear suddenly shot out, and a middle-aged woman nearby was unceremoniously shot. The hole pierced the chest, and the towering chest that was so addictive was soaked in blood.

Under the extremely shrill screams, the middle-aged woman fell to the ground. It was obvious that her heart had been torn apart. Even with that strong recovery ability, it was useless.

The sudden screams completely broke the calm above the high platform and below the high platform.

"who is it?"

"what?"

Everyone is extremely nervous, any crisis encountered in the tomb of the ancient sage is enough to be fatal.

Many people walked up to the high platform one after another. When they saw the exposed pothole, their expressions were extremely nervous.

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(End of this chapter)