Two mummies were lying in the white snow. Although they had just died, their blood had dried up and there was little source of power left.

The red light passed through the sword body of the magic sword Copperfield into Augustine's body, and the wounds on his arms and upper body were recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But in just fifteen days, he had killed forty-three people. If he didn't kill a single person, the Demon Sword would drink all his blood and turn it into demonic energy to coexist with him. Whenever he could feel the joy brought by his strength, which made him obsessed with.

His face still maintained a charming smile, but his eyes had become ruthless and empty. This could not be regarded as human eyes. There was no trace of emotion or reason in his gray pupils, as if it was just a walking corpse controlled by this magic sword.

He could feel that his mind was affected by the magic sword. The sword's desire for blood had reached a point of madness. He didn't care about it at all. As long as he could become stronger, as long as he could reach the peak of the sword, he didn't care whether he killed tens of hundreds or tens of millions of people. Those were just numbers to him.

His strength has been greatly enhanced. He is confident that it will not take long for the puppet master Luo Jue to be defeated by his sword. He is extremely eager for the arrival of that day.

tread.

He was about to leave when the footsteps behind him came clearly. He turned around and saw a tall man with his upper body carrying a broad sword on his shoulder.

The first generation of the war god of the Jinge clan, Ge Qian.

Augustine smiled, laughing very happily. She was a sword master. Even if he didn't come to him, he would go to find him sooner or later.

Ge Qian hooked his finger and said, "Boy, I know what you are thinking, come and see if you can hurt me with the magic sword."

No words. No answer. Augustine just swung his sword, and the sword energy roared like a dragon, and the wind and snow in the sky dissipated out of thin air. Ge Qian laughed and threw out the broad sword in his hand. The broad sword collided with Augustine's sword energy in the sky. After a loud "boom" sound, the broad sword flew backwards, and Augustine's sword energy was also defeated by Ge Qian's broad sword.

Ge Qian strode forward and grabbed the broad sword with both hands holding the hilt of the sword and slashed it down. It was like a tiger, and it was unstoppable. The Augustine magic sword was not afraid of it in his hand. The sword body swung upwards. The two of them faced the wheat rays, with the strong against the strong, and with the hard.

"Peng",

"Boom",

The sound of the big swords colliding, the sound of cracking on the ground. A loud noise kept ringing, and the snow in the sky could not fall above the two people's heads, and they were wiped out by two amazing sword intents. Ge Qian's source power was endless, and his power was enough to shake the mountains. Even though the Augustine magic sword was in hand, he could not resist his strength. Every time Ge Qian slashed the sword, he took a step back.

"Boy, you are so ruthless, have you not had a meal today?"

The sword force of Ge Qian was like a storm, slashing down with one sword after another, and the airtight attack defeated Augustine step by step.

The cracks in the earth under the snow became wider as fingers.

This is the first time Augustine has been suppressed like this since he got the magic sword. With the power of the magic sword Copperfield, he cannot withstand the amazing divine power of the first generation of the war god. Every time he takes a step back, the deeper the evil thoughts in his heart, and the heavier the anger on his body.

He was like a string that was gradually being compressed, just waiting for the final explosion.

However, Ge Qian seemed to think that this was not enough, far from enough. He shook Augustine back ten steps, shaking his tiger's mouth torn. Then he walked forward and grabbed his hair, lifted his knee and hit him hard on his chest. Augustine could hear a cracking sound, which was the sound of his sternum shattering. Blood gushed out of his mouth. Ge Qian grabbed his hair and laughed wildly: "Boy, you have a magic sword in your hand, why are you still so weak? Didn't you kill enough people? No, you have killed so many of your comrades."

"Or you are too talented and you don't even look down on you in the magic sword?"

"Dong", "Click",

He hit Augustine's forehead with a head hammer. With a muffled sound, a cracked sound, Augustine's forehead skull was also broken, and blood was flowing out.

Augustine, who was just like a demon, was disheveled and covered in blood, and was in a mess, but the hostility on his body became more and more serious. He was still smiling on his face, and he poked the magic sword in his hand towards his chest without any pain.

Ge Qian raised his sword and knocked away Copperfield, slapped him in the face.

"Bang",

As the humiliation of nakedness, a palm print suddenly appeared on Augustine's face, and blood flowed down the palm print, and his consciousness was awake in an instant.

"Boy, I didn't say enough, your strength is not enough, you useless waste,"

"Bang",

He shook his hand and slapped Augustine in the face, and he humiliated the knight in the most thorough way.

Augustine seemed to be stunned. He dullly stretched out his hand and touched his face. Blood fell down his fingers. His clear consciousness made him angry and furious. The dripping blood dyed his eyes red. The hostility on his body made the magic sword powerful.

Only then did he remember that he still had a sense of shame and the glory of being a knight. He was so insulted by such naked insult that he was even more furious. In just a moment of reason, the aura of the magic sword instantly drowned him again, but the rage of the rage flame had already burned. The fusion of anger, hostility, emotions and the magic sword made him burst out with unprecedented combat power.

Amid the crazy laughter, his magic sword suppressed Ge Qian's broadsword in reverse. The ground under his feet formed powder and spread out under the crushing of demonic energy. With the loud roar, his magic sword finally forced Ge Qian back. Then came a scattered attack. Copperfield surpassed the sword with one sword to suppress Ge Qian. However, after the three swords, Ge Qian felt his wrist numb.

But he was not surprised but happy, laughed and said, "Boy, this is a bit like this. Come again, come again."

"Rumbling",

The sound of swords resounded throughout the abyss. Everyone who heard the sound was shocked by the power of these two sword auras, and people nearby avoided the two.

Their sword fighting did not stop until noon. Ge Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed and jumped onto the tall tree next to him. Augustine, who was standing below, was already covered in blood, and he could not even use the strength to hold the sword. If the magic sword had not quickly replenished his physical strength, he might have fallen down immediately.

At this time, he should find a safe place to heal his wounds, then find the next opponent, kill him, and then surpass the undefeated opponent just now.

But he obviously couldn't do it. The Knights had come to the door to surround him with the sound, and he saw a pair of revenge eyes.

There were also footsteps behind it.

Roger, Luo Jue, and Angel blocked his retreat.

From beginning to end, this is a dead end, and he is already at the center of death. (To be continued...)
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