Chapter 147 The Disliked Shura Demonic Sword
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Han Men Tian Xia
At this time, the blood-red light radiating from Chu Bai's body was the murderous intention that had materialized.
As he successfully passed through the road to hell, he completed the test of the Killing City and successfully obtained the title of God of Killing.
Then this materialized murderous intention suddenly began to transform.
However, it spread in a matter of seconds, covering an area of [-] meters in radius.
Within the envelope, the temperature dropped rapidly, and soon there were "clicking" and "clicking" sounds of freezing.
Several rabbits that had no time to escape instantly turned into ice rabbit eagles.
This is the exclusive realm of the God of Death.
Chu Bai's pair of dark blue eyes were also filled with blood-red light.
The aura that was originally full of nobility, sacredness, and nature in his body actually became a bit more eerie.
The suddenly dark long sword with red light seemed to like Chu Bai very much. The sword trembled, wanting Chu Bai to hold it quickly.
but.
This God of Death domain covering a hundred meters in radius had just been condensed, and was directly taken back into the body by Chu Bai.
The blood-red light in his eyes also receded, returning to their previous dark blue color.
There was a hint of displeasure on his handsome face, and he muttered to himself.
“I am an elf, a race that advocates nature and peace, so creating a God of Death realm is really nondescript.
It seems that if I have the opportunity in the future, I have to optimize this God of Death field, otherwise it will be too inconsistent with my own temperament. "
Immediately his eyes fell on the sword in front of him.
Changjian seemed to have heard Chu Bai's words and trembled even more.
He actually took the initiative to put the hilt of the sword into Chu Bai's hand.
However, Chu Bai reacted quickly and dodged in time.
He frowned slightly and looked at the long sword in front of him. Although he guessed its origin through the rich and powerful killing aura on it, he had a look of disgust on his face.
too ugly!
So rough!
It's okay if it's used by a rough guy, but if it's held by him, it's like a combination of a handsome guy and a beast, and it will definitely be laughed at!
You actually want to get it into your own hands?
What are you thinking!
So no matter how much the dark black long sword mixed with red light urged, Chu Bai refused to make contact with it, and instead waved his hand impatiently.
"Go, go, go back to where you came from, don't bother me.
You are so ugly and you have a strong smell of bats on your body. Don’t you think you would be ashamed of yourself when you are with me?
Are you willing to contaminate me with your stinky smell and destroy such a natural temperament in me? "
Shura Demonic Sword: "..."
so?
Is the inherited artifact left by the majestic Shura God despised?
For a moment, the Shura demonic energy on the sword fluctuated violently.
I feel the urge to cut him off with a sword.
But the legacy left behind does not allow the Shura Demonic Sword to do this.
So even though it was trembling with anger at Chu Bai's heart-wrenching words, it still endured it.
no way.
The performance of the man in front of him in the Killing City was really great.
Regardless of its strength or talent, it is much stronger than that stinky bat in the Killing City.
That's right!
That bat was so ugly, how could the young man in front of him be suitable to inherit his master's legacy!
just.
I am the Shura Demonic Sword, a genuine artifact.
How could the other party turn me on so much?
Am I really that ugly and not attractive to others?
The originally upright Shura Demonic Sword couldn't help but bend his head and look sideways at his dark black sword body shimmering with red light.
What a domineering sideshow!
Suddenly, Shura Demon Sword's self-confidence returned.
Then when it saw Chu Bai walking forward, its sword shook and it hurriedly chased after him.
But not long after, a carriage appeared in front.
There was another human sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage.
The Shura Demon Sword, who believed that other humans were not qualified to see him, immediately hid in the void again after remembering Chu Bai's aura, and returned to the Killing City.
This made the Slaughter King, who had been worrying about gains and losses in the Slaughter City, breathe a huge sigh of relief.
His great sword is finally back.
But when he tried to hold his sword again, he was dodged.
In the mind of the Slaughter King, a faint consciousness appeared.
"Don't touch me, you are ugly and smelly!"
"Am I ugly? Do I still stink?"
The King of Slaughter froze in place with his outstretched right hand, looking stunned.
……
Chu Bai didn't know anything about what happened in the Killing City.
However, he felt the long sword leaving. Not only was he not disappointed, but he felt immediately relieved.
Even though the opponent is an artifact, it can release powerful divine skills.
But Chu Bai didn't take it to heart.
After all, this sword didn't match him at all.
If you really accept its inheritance, I am afraid it will have a huge impact on your future path.
And he has made up his mind to become a god on his own!
The artifacts you use should be forged by yourself!
"It is precisely because of this that even though I know that there are inheritances left by gods in this world, I did not go looking for these inheritances."
Muttering to himself, Chu Bai's eyes fell on the luxurious carriage in front of him.
And this time.
The figure in the carriage driver's position also saw Chu Bai. He was stunned for a moment, and then he jumped off the carriage excitedly and ran over.
"Great, young master, you made it out alive!"
The visitor was none other than Hu Xia, who had followed Bibi Dong's arrangements and had been stationed outside the exit of the killing city for three years without leaving.
Because of his excitement, his words became incoherent.
Chu Bai rolled his eyes immediately after hearing this.
What does it mean that I finally made it out alive?
Is it difficult for me to come out alive?
At this time, Hu Xia, who ran up to Chu Bai, seemed to realize the mistake in his words. His face suddenly turned red and he hurriedly explained.
"Young... Young Master, don't be angry. That's not what I meant. What I meant was that you were able to survive... Bah, bah, bah! Young Master, how could you survive...
No, young master, you will definitely not die killing..."
Seeing Hu Xia's description getting darker and darker, the more he spoke, the lower his head lowered.
Chu Bai finally waved his hand, dumbfounded, and stopped the titled Douluo from continuing to go further and further on the road of seeking death.
"Okay, I understand what you mean, you don't need to explain."
"Then the young master is not angry with me?"
Hu Xia was a little uneasy.
Chu Bai smiled and pointed to the carriage not far away.
"Have you been here for three years?"
"Well, in order to catch the young master when he comes out, Hu Xia did not dare to leave here even half a step."
"So, you are so loyal and waiting here for me. It's not too late for me to be happy. Why should I be angry with you?"
Finally, Chu Bai reached out and patted Hu Xia on the shoulder and walked directly towards the carriage.
Three years have passed.
His elf body is already ten years old. In addition to his handsome face, which is still a bit immature, his height has grown to 1.7 meters.
Coupled with this, he has an increasingly otherworldly temperament.
Even just looking at the back made Hu Xia look dazed, as if he was facing the Son of God.
But after coming back to his senses.
Seeing that the young master was really not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly chased after him.
As he successfully passed through the road to hell, he completed the test of the Killing City and successfully obtained the title of God of Killing.
Then this materialized murderous intention suddenly began to transform.
However, it spread in a matter of seconds, covering an area of [-] meters in radius.
Within the envelope, the temperature dropped rapidly, and soon there were "clicking" and "clicking" sounds of freezing.
Several rabbits that had no time to escape instantly turned into ice rabbit eagles.
This is the exclusive realm of the God of Death.
Chu Bai's pair of dark blue eyes were also filled with blood-red light.
The aura that was originally full of nobility, sacredness, and nature in his body actually became a bit more eerie.
The suddenly dark long sword with red light seemed to like Chu Bai very much. The sword trembled, wanting Chu Bai to hold it quickly.
but.
This God of Death domain covering a hundred meters in radius had just been condensed, and was directly taken back into the body by Chu Bai.
The blood-red light in his eyes also receded, returning to their previous dark blue color.
There was a hint of displeasure on his handsome face, and he muttered to himself.
“I am an elf, a race that advocates nature and peace, so creating a God of Death realm is really nondescript.
It seems that if I have the opportunity in the future, I have to optimize this God of Death field, otherwise it will be too inconsistent with my own temperament. "
Immediately his eyes fell on the sword in front of him.
Changjian seemed to have heard Chu Bai's words and trembled even more.
He actually took the initiative to put the hilt of the sword into Chu Bai's hand.
However, Chu Bai reacted quickly and dodged in time.
He frowned slightly and looked at the long sword in front of him. Although he guessed its origin through the rich and powerful killing aura on it, he had a look of disgust on his face.
too ugly!
So rough!
It's okay if it's used by a rough guy, but if it's held by him, it's like a combination of a handsome guy and a beast, and it will definitely be laughed at!
You actually want to get it into your own hands?
What are you thinking!
So no matter how much the dark black long sword mixed with red light urged, Chu Bai refused to make contact with it, and instead waved his hand impatiently.
"Go, go, go back to where you came from, don't bother me.
You are so ugly and you have a strong smell of bats on your body. Don’t you think you would be ashamed of yourself when you are with me?
Are you willing to contaminate me with your stinky smell and destroy such a natural temperament in me? "
Shura Demonic Sword: "..."
so?
Is the inherited artifact left by the majestic Shura God despised?
For a moment, the Shura demonic energy on the sword fluctuated violently.
I feel the urge to cut him off with a sword.
But the legacy left behind does not allow the Shura Demonic Sword to do this.
So even though it was trembling with anger at Chu Bai's heart-wrenching words, it still endured it.
no way.
The performance of the man in front of him in the Killing City was really great.
Regardless of its strength or talent, it is much stronger than that stinky bat in the Killing City.
That's right!
That bat was so ugly, how could the young man in front of him be suitable to inherit his master's legacy!
just.
I am the Shura Demonic Sword, a genuine artifact.
How could the other party turn me on so much?
Am I really that ugly and not attractive to others?
The originally upright Shura Demonic Sword couldn't help but bend his head and look sideways at his dark black sword body shimmering with red light.
What a domineering sideshow!
Suddenly, Shura Demon Sword's self-confidence returned.
Then when it saw Chu Bai walking forward, its sword shook and it hurriedly chased after him.
But not long after, a carriage appeared in front.
There was another human sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage.
The Shura Demon Sword, who believed that other humans were not qualified to see him, immediately hid in the void again after remembering Chu Bai's aura, and returned to the Killing City.
This made the Slaughter King, who had been worrying about gains and losses in the Slaughter City, breathe a huge sigh of relief.
His great sword is finally back.
But when he tried to hold his sword again, he was dodged.
In the mind of the Slaughter King, a faint consciousness appeared.
"Don't touch me, you are ugly and smelly!"
"Am I ugly? Do I still stink?"
The King of Slaughter froze in place with his outstretched right hand, looking stunned.
……
Chu Bai didn't know anything about what happened in the Killing City.
However, he felt the long sword leaving. Not only was he not disappointed, but he felt immediately relieved.
Even though the opponent is an artifact, it can release powerful divine skills.
But Chu Bai didn't take it to heart.
After all, this sword didn't match him at all.
If you really accept its inheritance, I am afraid it will have a huge impact on your future path.
And he has made up his mind to become a god on his own!
The artifacts you use should be forged by yourself!
"It is precisely because of this that even though I know that there are inheritances left by gods in this world, I did not go looking for these inheritances."
Muttering to himself, Chu Bai's eyes fell on the luxurious carriage in front of him.
And this time.
The figure in the carriage driver's position also saw Chu Bai. He was stunned for a moment, and then he jumped off the carriage excitedly and ran over.
"Great, young master, you made it out alive!"
The visitor was none other than Hu Xia, who had followed Bibi Dong's arrangements and had been stationed outside the exit of the killing city for three years without leaving.
Because of his excitement, his words became incoherent.
Chu Bai rolled his eyes immediately after hearing this.
What does it mean that I finally made it out alive?
Is it difficult for me to come out alive?
At this time, Hu Xia, who ran up to Chu Bai, seemed to realize the mistake in his words. His face suddenly turned red and he hurriedly explained.
"Young... Young Master, don't be angry. That's not what I meant. What I meant was that you were able to survive... Bah, bah, bah! Young Master, how could you survive...
No, young master, you will definitely not die killing..."
Seeing Hu Xia's description getting darker and darker, the more he spoke, the lower his head lowered.
Chu Bai finally waved his hand, dumbfounded, and stopped the titled Douluo from continuing to go further and further on the road of seeking death.
"Okay, I understand what you mean, you don't need to explain."
"Then the young master is not angry with me?"
Hu Xia was a little uneasy.
Chu Bai smiled and pointed to the carriage not far away.
"Have you been here for three years?"
"Well, in order to catch the young master when he comes out, Hu Xia did not dare to leave here even half a step."
"So, you are so loyal and waiting here for me. It's not too late for me to be happy. Why should I be angry with you?"
Finally, Chu Bai reached out and patted Hu Xia on the shoulder and walked directly towards the carriage.
Three years have passed.
His elf body is already ten years old. In addition to his handsome face, which is still a bit immature, his height has grown to 1.7 meters.
Coupled with this, he has an increasingly otherworldly temperament.
Even just looking at the back made Hu Xia look dazed, as if he was facing the Son of God.
But after coming back to his senses.
Seeing that the young master was really not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly chased after him.
