Chapter 190: Fear mood

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The rich qi of the 17th body was a bit colder, and there was a black qi!
The black gas is very weak, and it's hidden from time to time. If you don't look closely, you won't find it.
Only the "sword" like Chen Hao with strong sense and staying by the side of 17 can be discovered so quickly.
Chen Hao carefully stared at the trace of black energy, and his sense of power had just touched the black energy, and he felt cold for no reason-fear!
It should be fear!
Chen Hao again looked squarely at the seventeen killing the enemy.
There was no excuse in my heart.
Pity!
The death of the three innate masters, all the innate masters on Mochizuki Mountain felt.
"Three people, can't beat even a congenital early!"
"It's a shame for our White Dragon Army!"
"..."
The congenitally advanced master, who headed up, raised his hand, and the discussion stopped immediately.
"That guy is not simple. He broke through on the battlefield. Wu Xuanhai, Mao Baiyan, and Zhang Mengchen, you three went to kill him, even if you can't kill him, you must hold him back!" They were almost captured by them, "According to the plan, we must seize the time to remove Wangyue Mountain, the time is urgent, and then drag on, and the troops of Nanyun State may be coming. Although the Black Blood State said to help us, their credibility has never been it is good!"
Lu Zhongcai is old-fashioned and experienced. When setting up Wangyueshan's defense, he has taken into consideration the possibility of Wangyueshan being fully attacked by the White Dragon Army.
If there are not so many innate masters, the Nanyun Army on Mochizuki Mountain can rely on the defensive offensive to hold the Bailong Legion for most of the hour!
On the one hand, the 17th with less than 10,000 people broke into the White Dragon Army, and on the other hand, the 20,000-strong army that relied on defense and stubborn resistance. The command of the White Dragon Army decided to first solve the problem on Wangyue Mountain.
Even if seventeen consecutive beheaded three innate masters, but he is still more important than Wangyue Mountain.
In order to accomplish strategic goals, certain sacrifices can be sustained.
And in their view, an innate mid-term master who has just broken through will definitely be besieged by Wu Xuanhai, Mao Baiyan and Zhang Mengchen!
Can die in this lineup, even if the innate mid-term master is dead, it is still very brilliant!
Wu Xuan laughed softly: "It's just a little guy in the middle of the day!"
Wu Xuanhai, the strength of the late congenital.
Mao Baiyan and Zhang Mengchen's strength is in the mid-term.
The three masters work together to kill 17 without any accidents.
The real element from the Red Blood Sword continued to fill the 17th Dantian, and the crazy strength soared, bringing the crazy sequelae.
In the mad killing, Chen Hao knew that the reason of the seventeen began to dissipate without asking questions.
Even the "Blood Demon Sword" he rarely used on the battlefield was exhibited, just to kill the enemy as much as possible.
The blood-red scary swordmang madly harvested the life of the White Dragon Legion, just like cutting wheat.
"Damn it, stop me!"
The three innate masters who came again saw this situation, and they were all going crazy.
They didn't expect that after fighting for so long, the innate master still had no exhaustion in front of him, but instead became more and more brave!
Red eyes flashed in seventeen eyes.
"Mosha Aura, 100%!"
Seventeen fiercely flew into the air, his body full of blood, like a red comet with a tail.
He rushed directly to Wu Xuanhai, the strongest innate master.
"Kill the sword!"
"The artistic conception of force!"
"Fear... Open me!"
His voice was almost imperceptible, some words didn't even make a sound, but he was barely heard by the seventeen.
Combined with his mouth shape, Chen Haolian guessed that he knew the changes in the body of Seventeen.
Sure enough, did Seventeen realize a mood again?
Fear mood?
It really matches his fighting style!
"Get away from me!" Wu Xuanhai fiercely waved a long knife, "The mood of the wind: wind roar!"
The cyan swordman shoots directly at the seventeen, and the seventeen holds the red blood sword. The red blood sword collides with the wind roaring sword knifemang and makes a piercing friction...
Chen Hao was distressed by this voice... Should the Red Blood Sword be okay?
Will there be a gap?
This is the knife of the innate late master!
Seventeen is really rude!
"Give me!"
Seventeen roared.
The muscles on the body swelled, directly breaking through the blood-red armor on the body.
The heavy artistic conception and the killing sword enveloped the whole body of the seventeen, and the red blood sword was also wrapped. I saw that the red blood sword slowly cut into the knife awn. On the 17th, the knife awn was hardly divided into two by the red blood sword. !
The three innate masters and Chen Hao were dumbfounded!
Don’t use sword moves to counter the enemy’s sword moves, nor dodge... Directly use brute force to splice the advantages of the red blood sword to cut off the opponent’s sword moves?
The artistic conception of force?
Seventeen smiles on his face!
"Thunderbolt: Thunder!"
Thunder blasted in mid-air, and the speed of 17 suddenly increased, as fast as thunder, giving no reaction time at all!
Seventeen just suddenly appeared in front of the three innate masters.
The three innate masters were about to resist, and the blood-red mist immediately wrapped them.
The eyes of three innate masters flashed blankly.
"Beheading!"
With this sword style, the Red Blood Sword can't be cooked anymore. It seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times!
Three heads flew into the air.
Then the blood flashed and the head and body became shrivelled and black.
Seventeen drenched in the rain with blood and laughed.
"Thunderbolt", from the royal family of Nanyun Kingdom, the emperor of Nanyun Kingdom rewarded 17 opportunities to choose the exercises. Seventeen chose "Thunderbolt" in the secret library of the royal family of Nanyun Kingdom! "Thunderbolt" is not simple, it is a broken body, only one style is left!
However, even if there is only one form, the Nanyun Kingdom's evaluation of it is also a meta-level martial art. It is difficult to imagine what level it will be if it is the full version of the body method.
Even if the "Thunderbolt" of 17 is only a small success, but in the air, the flying speed is also faster than "Flashstep"!
"Seventeen, have you realized the mood of fear?"
Seventeen looked at the Red Blood Sword, a greasy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, nodded gently, and said nothing.
Chen Hao instinctively noticed that 17 was wrong!
In the past, Seventeen would definitely speak to him!
Looking at the hair of the seventeen, his original black hair had been dyed red, and his eyes had also been dyed red.
"Otherwise, shall we escape?" Chen Hao suggested, "It may be too late to run!"
Seventeen didn't answer Chen Hao's words, turned and rushed into the White Dragon Legion.
He flew in the air, dragging a blood-red tail.
Inside the Red Blood Sword, Chen Hao sighed helplessly.
Can Seventeen last?
Chen Hao has no hope.
If the seventeen chooses to escape directly, then he still has a chance.
But he now chooses to continue to fight, so his strength must continue to improve, otherwise it is impossible to beat such innate warriors.
Inside the Red Blood Sword, Chen Hao sighed helplessly.