When he swallowed the iron sword later, he covered the inside of his body with a tapir.

In this case, the Iron Sword will not be able to hurt him.

It's the esophagus and stomach, which may be more uncomfortable.

But in order to complete the task, he still tried hard to stand up.

He picked up the iron sword and looked calm.

"Look at me eating a sword raw."

He raised his head and a thin film rose inside his body.

The sword was inserted into the mouth.

He slowly stuffed it inside, extremely gentle.

This is the first time he has been so gentle.

After all, this time I was fucking myself.

The iron sword slowly stuffed into his throat, filling him with great pain.

Fortunately, he is already in the third level and can already fine-tune his body.

The iron sword passes through the narrow throat and reaches the stomach in one step.

Although it was slow, it still squeezed in.

The residents of Heming Community looked surprised and looked surprised.

Next to him, the one-eyed dragon looked confident, but fortunately, no problem occurred this time.

The other members of the Iron Wire Club smiled.

Suddenly, the third-level strong man holding the iron sword changed slightly.

Just now, he seemed to feel the tip of the iron sword.

It seems to have a piece off.

Just like rust? Rust water?

This little liquid stood on his tapir.

A smell of fishy smell came.

He couldn't help but feel nauseous and suddenly vomited the iron sword.

The face of the one-eyed dragon changed slightly.

Why did an accident happen again?

Sun Xianghe smiled and looked at the one-eyed dragon.

"Although he vomited it out from behind, he still swallowed the iron sword alive, which was very powerful.

Let’s go to the next item, the Fryer Master.

Or we hurry up, the master fry you first. If it passes, we will do it?"

The one-eyed dragon's expression changed slightly, and he always felt something was wrong.

This test always reveals strangeness.

A little...unreasonable?
Chapter completed!