The seventh chapter seven hundred and thirty first peerless sword spirit [830(2/2)
Is this still a human being?
"Let go, how can such scrap metal hurt me?" Sword Spirit said with some regret.
The two of them let go of their hands in confusion and looked at him in horror.
The sword spirit sighed, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and pulled it out bit by bit from his stomach. The sword was clear and there was no blood at all.
With a snap, a sword fell on the snow; with another snap, a sword fell on the snow again, its blade clean.
The two men in white saw at the same time that the small hole pierced by the long sword on the body of the mysterious master in front of them was actually... slowly healing?
!!
The two groaned... We have encountered some kind of monster. The body under the clothes cannot be seen, but... even the clothes can heal automatically, let alone the body?
"Take the sword away!" Sword Spirit sighed with regret. It seemed that he was sorry that others did not kill him.
The two of them bowed down and picked up the sword like puppets, not knowing what to say.
Even if the sky fell at this moment, the two supreme beings felt that nothing was more surprising than what was happening in front of them at this moment! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!