Chapter 450

Ye Qingyan replied in a low voice, "at first, before her majesty began to compete for the red blood sword, she sent sister Qin Yu to investigate the intelligence of the red blood sword. Later, when sister Qin Yu wanted to report the news, the queen hinted at her and asked her to say it again when you were away..."

"Oh!"

Chen Hao suddenly suddenly.

But he didn't care.

Zhou Lihua secretly investigated the red blood sword before it was more normal.

Moreover, as a good tempered sword spirit, he never got angry with the former sword owner.

really

"Red blood sword, what should I call you?"

"Red blood, that's what Zhou Lihua called me!"

"What about General Chen?" Qingyan asked curiously.

Chen Hao thought for a moment and said, "he calls me Lord Jianling!"

"Oh!" Light Yan nodded, "master Jianling, can you change your appearance? I'm not used to using short swords!"

Red blood turns into a short sword to hide in light Yan's clothes.

The Red Blood Sword kept lengthening and soon returned to the shape of a standard long sword.

The vast majority of sword owners of Red Blood Sword use this style of long sword, which is the most common style in the state of Zhou.

Qingyan looked at the long sword in his hand and whispered, "I want a soft sword!"

"Soft sword?"

Chen Hao remembered that he taught Qingyan soft sword at the beginning of the 17th!

In recent years, he has hardly seen the light Yan shot, so he forgot this stubble.

Ye Qingyan pulled at his waist. In the rustling wind, a two meter long straight soft sword appeared in front of Chen Hao!

Chen Hao glanced at the thin waist of Qingyan and calculated in his heart how many circles this soft sword had been wrapped around!

The soft sword began to swim in front of Chen Hao. It could not only bend 90 degrees, but also let the tip of the sword touch the handle, just like a poisonous snake - very flexible!

Soft sword is still rarely used by martial artists.

For no other reason, it's too difficult to get started, it's not well controlled, and it's very easy to hurt yourself.

"Lord Jianling, can you?"

"Of course!"

The Red Blood Sword swallowed so much metal, how can it not?

Soon, under the excited eyes of Qingyan, the Red Blood Sword began to thin, and the sword body began to lengthen. Finally, it was exactly the same as the soft sword in her hand, that is, dozens of blood lines were added to the sword body.

"Master Jianling, and this!"

I saw Qingyan gently press on the handle, "click", and the soft sword in her hand suddenly broke into countless sections.

Chen Hao looked carefully. There were dark metal wires between each section, and the soft sword turned into a whip sword!

With the instillation of Qingyan Zhenyuan, the whip sword began to stop straight, ten meters long. It twisted like a snake, and then surrounded her

This is really a snake player!

Did seventeen teach her badly, or did she grow crooked?

What fancy?

Chen Hao's crazy roast in his heart!

Qingyan looked at the Red Blood Sword with some expectation: "master Jianling, can you?"

"Emmmm... Of course!"

Strictly speaking, the soft sword is a sword, and the whip sword is also a sword!

But whip sword is even rarer than soft sword!

The soft sword is a wonderful flower in the sword, and the whip sword is a wonderful flower in the wonderful flower!

With a click, the two meter long red blood sword broke into 34 sections, and black metal wires were connected in series between each section.

The blood light on the body of the Red Blood Sword flickered, and the blood lines distributed on each bar slowly expanded, completely dyed the blade of each bar red.

A blood red whip sword appeared in front of Ye Qingyan.

Chen Hao proudly reminded, "the Red Blood Sword doesn't need to press any mechanism. As long as your mind moves, it can change from a soft sword to a whip sword!"

"Lord Jianling, where are those blood stripes?"

"No, hide!"

Chen Hao decided to hide all the blood lines!

Otherwise, every time a sword owner dies, an additional blood line will be added to the sword body, which not only looks unlucky, but also makes it easy for others to have unnecessary "misunderstandings" about the red blood sword!

Today, he traveled thousands of miles, "crossing" the nanjue mountains, and came to this broader world. He wants to start over!

Change your face and make a new sword!

But thinking about the legend of conquering the Lord of the Red Blood Sword spread in the state of Zhou, he was a little unhappy!

Looking at Qingyan, who was happy and controlled the new red blood sword, Chen Hao asked, "Qingyan, you were responsible for the intelligence work of the state of Zhou. I ask you, what is the legend of the state of Zhou, saying that Lan Yanlin Cursed before her death, and that he cursed all the Red Blood Sword owners for not dying well without burying her with seventeen?"

"That's false news!"

"I know it's false news. I just want to ask, which bastard made it up?"

Qingyan's face froze... Chen Hao heard her heartbeat thump thump thump violently!

Chen Hao asked incredulously, "er... Is it you?"

Qingyan stuck out his tongue: "sorry, master Jianling!"

"Bastard, an old woman in her thirties, what are you doing? Which fool will be coquettish about a sword?" Chen Hao shouted in Qingyan's mind, "tell me? Why make my rumors?"

"At that time, I thought... The whole world knows that you are conquering the Lord, so no one will rob me?"

Emmmm... Excellent!

"But I'm really good at conquering the Lord, Qingyan, you should be ready!"

"Really?"

"Of course, I feel that the red blood sword should be born with bad luck. It is a sword of bad luck!" Seeing that Qingyan didn't speak, Chen Hao continued to ask, "why, do you regret it?"

"No! Lord Jianling has reminded me!"

Chen Hao didn't open his mouth again. That's all he said. He reminded him of everything that should be reminded!

Qingyan took her original soft sword back to the space ring, and then wrapped the red blood sword around her waist. Chen Hao wanted to roast about the position where she put her weapon, but thinking of the space ring, he stopped talking!

At this time, he remembered that the scabbard made by Zhou Lihua for the Red Blood Sword seemed to be missing.

That scabbard... Chen Hao didn't think much. If he lost it, he would lose it!

Qingyan went down the mountain and drove upstream along the river that blue cloud Giant Eagle said.

Looking at the surrounding scenery a little bored, Chen Hao remembered that he had another question to ask.

"Qingyan, become the owner of the red blood sword. Do you have any wishes or dreams?"

Chen Hao found that this problem has become a ritual and convention, just like every sword owner's killing feedback is fivepercent in Chengdu!

"Wish? Dream?" Qingyan suddenly stopped and asked, "can you revive General Chen?"

"No!"

If Chen Hao really has the ability of resurrection, he will definitely resurrect himself first!

Qingyan rolled his eyes, and then continued on his way.

Obviously, she has no hope for the red blood sword.

Chen Hao felt that he seemed to be ignored!

"Then, I ask in another way, why do you want to get the red blood sword? You said it took you 20 years..."