As soon as Old Dean appeared, he drew his sword without saying a word, which made Chen Zhenzao confused. He was puzzled and asked: "Old man, this knife is a slag, what is its origin?"

When the old Dean heard this, he exclaimed again: "Has Senior Zhasha Ash... fallen?!"

Chen Zhen yelled, and Old Dean was very sure that he was not joking. He said to the onlookers: "You are so lucky! There is no master in this knife now, and anyone who can pull it out will recognize whoever you want."

"It is not an ordinary knife. It has life. The lifespan of the person who gets it will increase by a hundred years and its strength will be greatly improved!"

"But Shura is a ghost knife after all, killing innocent people indiscriminately or having bad intentions, and it will backfire its master."

"Lord Zhazha Ash has lived for nearly 300 years, which is enough to show that the previous master of this knife is a hero in the world!"

"The next hero in the world may be born among you!"

After listening to Old Dean's words, the heroes and even the leaders of the random castle lit up their eyes! They were born in this chaotic world, of course they longed to be powerful! Get the Shura Ghost Sword and fight for at least 30 years. This is a chance given by God!

The leaders all wanted to reach out and draw their swords because Shura exuded a confusing attraction, which aroused the greed in people's hearts.

He stretched out his hands and was about to hold the hilt of the knife. At this moment, a big sword with both hands crossed in front of Shura.

It was the lord's guard Mihawk. He stood in front of Shura and said in a deep voice: "If you want to pull out this knife, it should be the lord who should pull it out first!"

After hearing what Mihawk said, the leaders took back their hands one after another. Chen Zhen's eyes shone. He had no power to tie a chicken and could not do anything martial arts. With this knife, he would definitely reach the peak of his life in an instant! Although Chen Zhen is a noble lord, he also wants to charge and avenge his enemies? He also wants to?!

So he reached out to touch the knife.

Unexpectedly, the hilt of the Shura Sword actually emitted a buzzing reputation, and a huge force drove the Lord to fly away directly.

After the lord fell to the ground, he stood up awkwardly and said to the stunned leaders: "This knife does not recognize me, haha, I do not recognize me..." Chen Zhen did not say everything. When the knife drove him away, he said to him: "Dragonborn bloodline! You can tell that I am the dragon's mortal enemy!"

Chen Zhen knew that he must have no hope, so he asked the leaders to give it a try.

A good knife, he can't waste it if he can't get it. He has to give the leaders a chance to make a fortune.

But many of Chen Zhen's leaders tried it, and all the heroes and even the wise men tried it, but no one could pull it out.

Old Dean was so anxious that he said, "Or... I'll call my sons to try..." After saying that, Old Dean felt that he was a little too much. The knife flew to the random castle by itself, and must have taken a fancy to someone from the random castle. If the person it chose was really someone from the Sina family, it should fly to the Sina Villa.

What's even more embarrassing is that no one pays attention to Old Dean, and those who have never tried it are all red in their eyes.

Old Dean said self-righteously: "I am so confused. This Shura knife recognizes the owner and only recognizes one person. There is a reason why it flies here."

"That is, the master it recognizes is among you... only one person can pull it out, and there will be no second one."

Chen Zhen nodded while pinching his chin, thinking that it would be a great thing for his followers to get this knife, but he didn't understand. All his heroes and wise men had tried it, and no one could do it. Who did this knife determine its master?

Chen Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up and he said to Mihawk: "Hey, have you not tried it yet?"

Mihawk said blankly: "Lord... it must be me, right?"

Old Dean stepped forward and said, "Young man, this is not necessarily the case. Shura Ghost Sword has a very strange temper. The less greedy you are, the more he may recognize you!" Chen Zhen also spoke in line and said, "Just be scattered, you can watch it..."

Mihawk is a man of no desires and no desires. You can tell by looking at his wishes.

His dream is to travel across the plain of despair, that's all, and there is no other pursuit. What kind of desire can such a person have?

It was Mihawk's turn to try to draw the knife. Mihawk himself was also quite nervous. His hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. His mind was indeed: If I really chose me, what should I do...

The leaders around were staring at Mihawk's hand, looking forward to a miracle.

Mihawk swallowed, tightened his fingers, and held his hand on the fiery red hilt.

With this grip, Mihawk burst out all over his body with a warm wave of air! The ghost knife directly sent a message to Mihawk: I appreciate your courage to stop my former master, not because you have no desires and no desires, but you are too restrained in practicing swordsmanship. From today on, you should use the knife...

Mihawk's eyes lit up, what a good knife!

He suddenly pulled the ghost knife out of the soil and pointed it into the sky.

A passionate flame soared into the sky, and the hot temperature made everyone retreat continuously!

Mihawk's blue light surged all over his body, and he actually upgraded! From level 2 to level 11, to level 2 to level 12, level 2 to level 13, continuously upgraded! The dazzling blue light became brighter layer by layer, and Mihawk rose to level 2 to level 18 successively!

This is the maximum level among the second-level heroes. I am afraid that in the Plain of Despair, few people can achieve Mihawk's level.

The flame at the tip of the Shura Ghost Sword was finally extinguished, and the blue light on Mihawk's body was extinguished. He looked at the Shura Ghost Sword in disbelief and gently stroked the blade.

Old Dean was the first person to react, and he slapped his congratulations.

Mihawk was still immersed in the shock and couldn't extricate himself. Old Dean quickly pulled Chen Zhen aside and whispered: "Child, discuss with you if you have something to do..." After the two left the encirclement, Old Dean said straight to the point: "Chen Zhen, before I came, I was embarrassed to speak..."

"The coalition of four major races fought this war to protect you, but on the front battlefield, some monsters are too powerful, and the coalition soldiers were seriously injured..."

"You got the Elf Demon Dragon and the Shura Ghost Sword. The hero Mihawk has reached level 2 and level 18! This is probably the highest level hero in the Despair Plain..."

"Although it feels strange to say this... But, kid, can you lead the people of your castle to join the war?"

"Just just need your heroes and the elf dragon to participate. The front line of the army, there are too many casualties... Chen Zhen, I know that it is not appropriate for me to say this, but I feel really hurt when I see a large number of heroic warriors die..."
Chapter completed!