Chapter 272 He is simply a madman!

Before taking action, Tong Qiu raised his head and asked, "If I hadn't picked up the blade, would you have attacked me?"

The undead warrior replied: "No, sneak attacks are insidious."

"What if I sneak attack you?"

"You will be disqualified from receiving this knife."

Nodding his head, Tong Qiu started asking questions like a hundred thousand whys, "What if I turn around and leave?"

The undead warrior replied: "I will not stop you, but this will prove that you are just a timid weakling now, and naturally you are not worthy of having this knife."

Got it.

From the various answers of the undead warrior, Tong Qiu confirmed that as long as he did not take this knife away, this guy would not attack him. Its purpose was very clear, which was to let Tong Qiu pick up the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Come and fight yourself, it's that simple.

After confirming this, Tong Qiu immediately relaxed a lot. He sat cross-legged on the hot gravel ground, picked up the knife head, and looked at it carefully.

Although the blade is a bit blunt, you can still feel a chilling air from the inside out if you touch it lightly. If this thing is used to suppress evil, the effect will definitely be better than anything else.

From the perspective of Zhuang Kui and the field doctor, they could only see that Tong Qiu's back was stained red with blood, and the wound was so deep that even they felt some phantom pain.

He collected the bones around him, carefully selected the most suitable bones, and began to splice them onto the head of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

After collecting the bone fragments he carefully selected, Tong Qiu once again fell into deep thought.

[The blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, but it is obvious that after the baptism of years, only the blade has remained, while the blade has disappeared. It is not easy to choose the right blade. After all, you want to withstand the blade.

The killing aura is not a powerful thing, and it is probably unbearable. But correspondingly, if you master this weapon, you may be able to summon the possessor of the Martial Saint when you master it thoroughly!]

Holding the long knife, Tong Qiu slashed forward. As a result, before the head of the knife landed on the shoulder of the undead warrior, the handle of the knife fell apart on its own, and all the bones collapsed, as if some powerful force exploded from it.

These bones are completely unable to withstand such powerful force!

"If that's the case, then I'm relieved."

Got it!

Zhuang Kui and the field doctor were shocked at the same time, "What is he doing? Why is he taking off his clothes?"

At this moment, the two men and the undead warrior finally understood what Tong Qiu wanted to do.

At this time, Tongqiu suddenly moved.

It's a pity that the undead warrior ignored him. It was obvious that it had seen that Tong Qiu's behavior was useless, so it didn't even bother to move.

At this time, neither one person nor one ghost took any action, and it seemed like a deadlock.

The field doctor was also thinking about this problem, but after thinking for a long time, there was no result.

But, as long as this thing achieves its intended effect, it is enough.

After taking off the clothes on his upper body, Tong Qiu moved his muscles again, then took out a pill and put it in his mouth.

"Anyway, you also said that you won't attack me sneakily before the sword is assembled, right?" Tong Qiu suddenly laughed, and this smile made Zhuang Kui and the field doctor behind him shiver.

He was so crazy that he didn't care about his own life at all, and it didn't look like a smile that a normal person could show.

So what should be used as the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword?

Looking around, Tong Qiu immediately found the most suitable thing to use as a blade.

After binding the bones and the knife head with a bandage, Tong Qiu showed a confident smile and stood up from the gravel ground, "Okay! I've put the handle of the knife together, and I'll let you have a good look at the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Real power!"

So Tong Qiu thought of a way. He turned back to the field doctor hiding in the distance and asked: "Friend, do you have any bandages?"

It needs to be strong, and it needs to be able to withstand the power of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword... Where can I find such good materials?

At this time, Tong Qiu's eyes flashed, and he keenly captured the inspiration that flashed through his mind.

But what's the use of putting the bones together? After all, they are fragmentary bones and there is no way to join them together.

"It's hard to handle," Zhuang Kui said to himself, "Although the undead warrior said that he would not make a sneak attack before the sword was assembled, but on this barren island, where can I find a suitable one?

The material used as the handle of the knife?"

Obviously, humans in this situation would faint due to severe pain, but Tong Qiu's physical fitness helped. The severe pain did not make him faint, and he could even force himself to expand the wound!

Trembling, he picked up the blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife. His trembling laughter almost reached every corner of the island. Tongqiu didn't hesitate and directly connected the tail end of the blade to his wound.

The bones underneath.

"I threw it," Tong Qiu watched as the knife tip fell to the ground, "so violently?"

The narration also makes it very clear. Want to find something to make a knife handle? Yes, this thing must be able to withstand the force of the knife head, otherwise it will be useless no matter what you find.

Not far away, Zhuang Kui and the field doctor were still lying on the gravel ground, observing every move of Tong Qiu and the undead warrior.

The surrounding weapons were so ordinary that even removing their handles would be useless. If the bones of these challengers were cracked, the materials of these ordinary swords would not have any effect.

Although the field doctor didn't understand what he wanted to do, he still threw a bundle of bandages to Tong Qiu from a distance.

Grasping the wound on his neck, Tong Qiu used his own hands to tear open the wound. With the help of the pills, Tong Qiu felt absolutely confident about his life!

The Siren's flesh and blood turned into a blade and pierced Tongqiu's neck, creating a scar!

The blood began to flow, and the stinging sensation caused the siren flesh and blood in Tong Qiu's hand to accidentally fall to the ground.

There is no hilt. Can the hilts collected from the surroundings withstand the power of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword?

Then stop looking for it, just use local materials, and let me become the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword!

If you want the handle, take it from my bones!

I use my spine as your hilt!

"Madman...he is simply a madman!" No matter what Zhuang Kui imagined, he could not have imagined that Tongqiu would be so crazy that he would use his own spine as the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. "This is a method that normal people can come up with.

? To describe this matter as crazy is an understatement to me! He is not in his right mind!"

The field doctors also found it incredible, but this incident happened in front of them in reality. They couldn't even understand how Tong Qiu's mind was going!

Delirious laughter echoed across the island. The undead warrior standing in front of Tong Qiu silently watched Tong Qiu's actions at this time, and even knelt down on one knee.

Expressed his respect to Tongqiu!
Chapter completed!