Chapter 112

Some pigs, if you don't force them, will never know that they can fly; some people, if you don't force them, will never know how strong they are

Many martial arts practitioners choose to give up in the flame forging room because they are not confident enough and misjudge their limits.

Chen Hao remembers that the killing feedback skill of the red blood demon sword will not only feedback the true element of the warrior and the blood of the body, but also the soul power of some of the slain!

Although Chen Hao exploited the vast majority, but over time, the number is still very considerable!

Seventeen absolutely did not reach the limit, after all, in this case, he has not fainted!

Chen Hao can accept 17's direct loss of consciousness, but he can never accept 17's giving up on his own.

Seventeen didn't speak. He stared at the red blood demon sword with his red eyes full of blood, which made Chen Hao hairy.

Chen Hao pretended to be relaxed and said: "you see, you can still climb so hard to prove that you haven't reached the limit, right?"

Moreover, seventeen did not answer Chen Hao's words.

He endured the pain of crushing and being repaired one by one, and slowly lifted his left leg up.

Chen Hao tried his best to suppress, but in any case, he could not resist the great power of seventeen!

The Red Blood Sword slowly drew out from the ground.

Seventeen fierce kick, the air came a sonic boom, red blood demon sword because of inertia from the calf, directly hit the wall in the distance.

Chen Hao watched seventeen continue to climb toward the black stone column, and shot an arrow at seventeen's calf. He wanted to do the same trick again. He could delay as long as he could.

But just when he was about to reach the target, seventeen's calf turned to gold. With a bang, the red blood sword only left a blood spot on the calf skin, and then it was bounced away.

Bad!

Chen Hao's biggest worry is that it has happened.

When he first tried to nail seventeen to death, he found that seventeen's skin was very tough. Even the red blood sword was not easy to cut.

In order to pierce the skeleton of seventeen, Chen Hao has used the "artistic conception of killing"!

Now seventeen is running the golden body forging formula. Chen Hao wants to pin seventeen like he did just now. It's impossible in a short time!

"Pa!"

Just when seventeen's hand was about to touch the black stone pillar, the red blood demon sword suddenly appeared in front of seventeen's eyes. The broad sword body beat fiercely, just like a fly, directly patted seventeen on the wall!

Well done!

Chen Hao can't help cheering for himself!

Without this opportunity, seventeen will never get close to the black stone pillar again.

He struggled in the flame, helpless like a caterpillar roasted by fire.

"Seventeen, you must understand my good intentions!"

"I'm doing it for you!"

"When you wake up, you'll be grateful to me!"

“……”

Seventeen is not completely into a frenzy, occasionally he will wake up in pain.

He looked at the magic sword not far away and whispered: "master Jianling..."

"What's the matter?"

"I Pain I can't stand it

"Well You will live forever in the fire Er, no, it's rebirth You will be reborn in the fire

"Kill Now I don't know

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Please say it again! "

"Please Ask for You Kill Now I don't know

"I still don't understand! Who are you going to kill? When you go out, I'll take you to kill! "

In general, if you can't say it for the third time, you will fall into a frenzy again.

Nearly forty hours later, seventeen recovered his will for a short time.

This time he didn't ask for death.

"How long?"

Chen Hao can accurately perceive through the soul connection, and now the soul of 17 has reached the limit!

If he goes on, he's in danger of breaking down.

"A quarter of an hour to twelve!" Chen Hao clenched his teeth and said, "just a quarter of an hour, as long as you stick to another quarter of an hour, you can break the record!"

Seventeen some can't believe the question: "really?"

Chen Hao saw the hope in his eyes.

"When did I cheat you?"

"Well..."

The red blood demon sword moves slowly to the black stone pillar!

However, Chen Hao didn't shoot Shizhu. He sensed that the soul of seventeen stopped at the edge of collapse, and then his soul expanded violently. When it expanded to a certain extent, it suddenly began to compress, and his soul seemed to become more powerful!

However, the impurities in the soul could not be removed. They were mixed with the souls of the seventeen. They were all absorbed by the seventeen last time. They came from the soul fragments of the black tiger full of resentment.

At the forty third hour, seventeen recovered his will for a short time, and his lungs were healing slowly."How long?"

"Half a quarter more!"

"Well Lord Jianling, did you say that the warrior who persisted for 12 hours in the flame forging room last time was very strong? I admire him a little now! "

This time, I'll be a little more sober.

"He is absolutely strong. Maybe he has become a general with great power, or a top expert of Mingzhen side!"

This time, seventeen's soul didn't continue to grow stronger, but was very fast.

"Lord Jianling, how long is it?"

"A quarter of an hour to go!"

“……”

As soon as Chen Hao's words were finished, the steps of quenching the heart began in the flame forging room, and he lost all his strength.

At the forty third hour, Chen Hao had a strong sense of urgency.

Even he was a little confused How long does seventeen last? Can you hold on?

"Lord Jianling, how long is it?"

"A quarter of an eighth of an hour to go!"

“……”

Soon after he lost consciousness, the flame in the chamber disappeared and the temperature began to drop.

Spraying liquid medicine, constantly repairing the body of seventeen.

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, it should be time!

It's over!

Seventeen's body had just been repaired. He looked at the red blood demon sword and asked, "how long has it been?"

"You've held on for 44 hours, you've set a new record, and you've tripled it!" Chen Hao, the sword spirit, said happily, "it's hopeless for posterity. Boy, I'm proud of you. You are definitely one of the best sword masters I've ever seen!"

Seventeen lying on the ground, forgetting the ceiling, said: "but, I remember, I seem to insist on 12 hours or so!"

"Yes, when you asked me the time last time, it was only a quarter of an eighth of an hour away from twelve hours. But I didn't expect that after twelve hours, you could endure the rest of the thirty-two hours without saying a word!"

"I'm really that good?"

Seventeen efforts to recall, he can only remember some broken memories - he can only remember the unbearable burning pain, and part of the sporadic dialogue with Lord Jianling.

It's like having a long nightmare!

Wake up, but almost nothing to remember, only a sense of fear is still lingering in my heart.

"Do you remember?"

"Almost I can hardly remember! "

I can't remember. That's great!

To tell you the truth, seventeen grew up too fast. Even though many facts have proved that seventeen is a person worthy of trust and gratitude, Chen Hao is still worried.

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