Super God Gene

Neither did Black Steel hesitate to grab Hanson's palm with one hand and sink his body down.

Hanson grabbed the blade with one hand and held the black steel with one hand, slowly releasing him.

Black steel fingers approached the horse chopper a little bit, the forehead seeped sweat, it was a bit too risky to do this, one bad, detonated the knife grave, both of them are going to die without burial place.

However, the palms of the black iron did not tremble slightly, slightly approaching the undulating chopper in the iron juice, grabbing the handle gently, pulling the knife out of the iron juice a little bit.

He moved slowly without spreading the iron juice up a little bit, and lifted it up a little bit slowly. It took more than a minute to raise the horse chopper in half.

Suddenly!

A drop of sweat slipped off the face of black steel, dripping in iron juice, and suddenly a scolding sounded, turning into a white gas.

The iron juice boiled immediately, and countless knives shook up all around them. The tip of the knife pointed at them here, both of them stiffened there, and they dared not move.

After a while, the knife and needle juice slowly calmed down again.

Black steel, that's when you start again, slowly pulling the rest of the knife out of the iron juice, and you look at Hanson with a slight hint.

Hanson saw the black steel looking at him, which slowly pulled the black steel up and put him back on the knife wall.

Black steel carried the knife on his back, then pointed at Hanson, and the two men climbed up to the crater lightly.

After the two men climbed out of the knife grave, Black Steel was relieved and found that the clothes had been wet by cold sweat. It was too dangerous. Almost two people were about to bury the knife grave.

Black steel looked at Hansen, but found Hansen standing next to him, still looking so careless, seeing that he had no sweat on his forehead, as if nothing had happened.

“Don't know if he's fearless or too big of a heart.” That's what Black Steel thinks, but he can't help but have a better impression of Hanson.

“This knife is half yours, let's talk about how to divide it.” After descending the mountain, Black Steel said to Hanson with a horse chopper.

“I don't want a knife. Consider it your appraisal fee. Why don't you pick a good knife for me when you need it back there?” Hanson smiled.

“Do you know what this knife is?” Black steel looked at Hanson and asked.

“What knife?” Hanson shook his head, saying he didn't know. The smell of the knife here was restrained. Hanson wasn't really a knife savior, and he couldn't see what grade knife it was.

“This is an Earl's knife.” Black steel said.

“Is it just the Count? I thought it would be a little more advanced. I'm going to take at least a knife from the Duke. I want you to pick one for me, preferably the King, and if it's the Divinity, it's perfect.” Hanson was somewhat disappointed to say that the Count knife, he really couldn't see it.

With the blacksteel knife on his back, he ignored Hanson and found a place at the foot of the mountain to sit and wait for the second round of rain.

They took so much time, it's almost time for the second round.

In the middle of the conversation, suddenly heard the rumbling, the knife grave erupted again, a light column rushed into the cloud, and soon afterwards, it turned into a sword and rain fell.

Black Steel took the horse chopper himself and threw another baron knife at Hanson.

Hanson hands-on a baron-grade knife, knife that falls from the sky is dropped at will.

This round of knife rain is basically dominated by ordinary knives, which are difficult to see even baron-grade knives, and the two easily survive.

“Why don't we go back inside the knife tomb, and maybe there's a higher knife coming out.” Hanson suggested.

Black steel slightly shook his head: “After the second round of blasts, many of the knives inside should be baron-grade, and the sensing power will become stronger. Don't talk inside, just touching them will cause their riots. Unless you can fly, it will never go down again. ”

Hanson was slightly disappointed and had to give up his plans to go back to the grave.

The two experienced two more knife showers here. After passing the fifth round of knife showers, Black Steel rose and circled the mountain, carefully watched the knife inserted in the mountain, and then went down the mountain to another place.

“Blackie, do you have a divine knife in your family? Does anyone have a divine treasure?” Hanson followed me around and kept asking.

Black Steel ignored him, and now he's found a way to deal with Hanson, which is to remain silent.

After five rounds of knives and rain, it's still hard to find a Count knife, but as long as you're not too unlucky, you should be able to find a Viscount knife. Black Steel intends to find a Viscount knife first.

The two men walked for a while and suddenly saw three shadows in front of them also looking for knives in the knife grove. The three shadows also apparently found Hanson and Black Steel, and soon came towards them.

“Black Steel, how are you with him?” The Rebbett woman in the Golden Rabbit's ear glanced at Hanson and looked at the black steel frown again and asked.

“I'm with whomever Black Steel wants to be with.” Black steel said indifferently.

The woman's face is a little ugly. A Ribbett man next to her coldly said: “Black steel, don't be too arrogant, you are just relying on you as the son of the Black Moon King. How can you do this? Why did Her Majesty not take you as a disciple, but take such a useless foreigner? ”

Another long, somewhat strange foreigner hey ridiculed: “I can't be a disciple of Her Majesty the Blade Queen, but I can knock the disciple of Her Majesty. Maybe I can get close to the water floor for a month first. Later, a person blows a pillow wind, Her Majesty's heart is soft, so I won't necessarily accept him as a disciple. ”

Black steel suddenly pulled out a knife and climbed the mountain like a tiger, slashing it straight down.

The foreigner greeted him with a knife in panic, but the knife in his hand was only a baron-grade knife, cut directly by the horse knife.

And the sword was fierce, and in the horrified eyes of the foreign people, he was cut in half, and blood broke out.

“That's a... Count knife…” Women and men are shocked and incredibly stare at the horse chopper in black steel hands.

Back to God, the man shouted at Black Steel and said, "Black Steel, how dare you kill people here? Can the Dark Moon King cover the sky with his hands? ”

“Whoever insults Her Majesty dies.” Black steel said a cold word and didn't even look at them.

Both men and women are slightly nitrogen, just say those words in private, but to really get to the table, that is the way to take death, if people know what the foreigner said, they will only praise black steel to kill well.

“Humph!” the man whispered softly, nothing more, his eyes turned to Hanson: “The disciples received by Her Majesty must have had some place in the world, so he wanted to teach one or two. ”

Obviously, a man doesn't want to mess with black steel with an earthly knife and intends to take Hanson out.

“This knife is half yours.” Black steel said, throwing the horse chopper to Hanson.

The man suddenly got angry: “Black steel... you...”

Hanson threw the knife back at Black Steel and smiled and said: “At least I'm a disciple of the Blade Queen. Use that bully, or use it. ”

Hanson pulled a knife out of the ground around him, just an ordinary knife, without even a grade.