Early in the morning, Xue Tie followed his previous habits and walked the hub of the military warship in Storm City, which was thousands of meters long and wide. He made sure that his subordinates were not lazy and that the power system and weapon system were maintained. Then he nodded, went back to his room, drank a glass of wine, and began to handle official business...?`c?om

I ate a whole roasted lamb at noon, barely filled my stomach, and confirmed some of the urgent supplies I needed recently. I picked up a message I just sent and took a look. I was stunned for a moment, then my face changed slightly, and I called someone in without any hesitation, "When did this news come?"

The subordinates looked at the news and said respectfully: "I sent it half an hour ago."

"Oh, that is, those three people are still in the city?"

Xue Tie's pupils shrank and he stroked his fingers, "Take some people there and invite those three people. If you dare to resist, kill them on the spot."

His subordinates felt the murderous aura in Xue Tie's words, nodded, did not dare to ask more, and took the order and retreated.

After his subordinates left, Xue Tie could no longer sit still and stood up, "Strange. Raul took action himself, but he didn't even solve the three people? Did something happen?"

Thinking of this, he subconsciously wanted to contact Raul, but soon gave up with a gloomy face. The moon-falling star was different from other places. Its elements were chaotic and the energy radiation was terrifying. The signal could not be transmitted at all. Neither human technology communication products nor magical alchemy products could work here.

Although he was a little worried, he could only wait, and his expression became vicious, "Can something happen to Raul? Damn, if this is the case, I must peel those three people up and skin to avenge Raul...?`c?om"

Just as he was thinking, he saw the shadows suddenly flashing in the room and the lights were unstable. Xue Tie's eyes narrowed, and he pulled up the big sword hanging on the wall with his backhand. The sword light was spitting out, and the fighting spirit was majestic. The backhand was like a sword slashing towards the shadow flickering.

The sword energy whistled, like bloody wind, and the air immediately felt strong and bloody smell like substance. It was sticky and nauseous. Just by smelling it, it could make people dizzy, weak limbs, and if they were wrapped in the bloody fighting spirit for a long time, it would turn into pus and blood in a moment.

The fighting spirit that Xue Tie cultivated is called the Blood River Dou Qi. It is made by practicing from killing, absorbing flesh and blood, resentment, and evil spirits. It is extremely vicious. Regardless of who the person is, he just takes action directly. As expected, he is worthy of the name of a slaughter and is cruel and ruthless. As soon as he takes action, he immediately turns blood into the sky, erasing people's hearts, destroying will, and melting flesh and blood.

The sword light shook, and was about to divide into blood, strangled the person to death, and heard a weak voice in the shadow, "Old Xue, it's me."

Xue Tie was shocked, and stopped the sword in his hand, and he was able to retract and release it freely. The fighting spirit dissipated. He saw clearly the figure that was stumbled from the shadow. His eyes suddenly cracked and he bleeded, and he said angrily: "Raul, who hurts you?!"

While speaking, Xue Tie withdrew his sword and reached out to help Raul. When he was alert, he immediately felt the alarm bell ringing in his heart. It was purely intuition, the instinct of the mind that sensed danger from life and death, subconsciously withdrew his hand, but it was too late.

The Raul, who looked weak and stumbled on the ground, suddenly took action at this moment, and his fighting spirit roared, covering the light, dark like a dark cloud, directly covering the light in the room. In an instant, the black wind roared, and the darkness was boundless, and the light was wiped out. Only a black black shadow was left snatching towards Xue Tie like a beast.w?ww.`

Xue Tie was shocked and angry, with a long sword in his hand, a blood-colored fighting spirit roared, and shouted, "Raul, what are you doing! Are you crazy?"

He never expected that Raul would suddenly attack him. Xue Tie was slowing down for a while and lost the opportunity in such a battle. Fortunately, he was familiar with Raul's methods. He swung his sword and barely blocked Raul's move. He tilted his body and stumbled back three steps. The blood-colored fighting spirit in front of him was suddenly attacked by the shadow, and immediately melted a large piece, revealing the space.

Xue Tie has experienced many battles. Although he didn't know what Raul was crazy, he immediately reacted. The big sword shook, rippled with blood, protecting it in front of his chest. However, Raul had been planning for a long time and wanted this space, so how could he give Xue Tie a chance?

Almost at the moment when the blood-colored fighting spirit in front of Xue Tie was melted, a white light roared and suddenly spit out of Raul's mouth, as fast as lightning, passing through the space, rubbed the sword that Xue Tieheng slashed over, and fell silently on Xue Tie's forehead. In an instant, the white light appeared, twisted like a rune, like a slave in a small seal script.

The white light appeared and fell on Xue Tie's forehead, and immediately eroded into Xue Tie's head like a maggot on his tarsal bone.

Xue Tie groaned, his eyes full of horror. The big sword in his hand fell to the ground with a loud bang. The fighting spirit scattered, he staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, covered his head, his eyes flickered viciously, and the blood fighting spirit soared into the sky, trying to fight the erosion of the white light.

Raul succeeded with a blow and stopped taking action. His eyes appeared empty from the shadows. The light of the fighting spirit spread like a shadow, blocking the entire room and preventing the sound from being transmitted. He stood in the room blankly, watching Xue Tie struggle and competing with the white light.

"Yes, it's true that he is a sword saint tempered from life and death. He has a strong will and is not so easy to be enslaved."

A cold voice sounded, and a light figure floated out of Raul's sleeves and fell into the air. A pure white light was held in the palm of his palm. The light was shaken. You could vaguely see a blood-colored figure in the depths of the light. The murderous aura soared into the sky, killing the sky, killing enemies, killing everything, and making the pure white light seem to be about to break.

Arthas looked down at the light in his palm, smiled coldly, raised his head, and reached out his hand, a cold white flame immediately emerged and fell towards Xue Tie.

Xue Tie's will and soul were competing with the pure white light. Although he saw Arthas' movements, he had no choice but to watch the pale flames fall on his body. He suddenly felt that he seemed to have fallen into the hell of the oil pan. Endless pain suddenly arose, his muscles and blood vessels seemed to explode.

"Ah, I'll kill everything. No matter what monsters and monsters you are, you're just killing! I want to enslave me, I'm delusional!"

Xue Tie's will is as strong as Tie. Even if he suffers such inhuman pain, he is still firm in his heart, without any cowardice, and fear arises, which makes the white light unable to catch Xue Tie's spiritual flaw and cannot be enslaved successfully.

When Arthas saw this scene, he was immediately moved. Which holy position is not as strong as iron, after all the hardships, you can understand the soul and grasp the soul to get to this point. It is not so easy to successfully enslave it. Even if the undead mage is an expert in playing with the soul, if the other party's mind is perfect and there is no flaw, it will be in vain.

As the saying goes, no desire means hardness, and that's true. Otherwise, the undead mages would not have to enslave the undead, and directly enslaving the living people would have dominated the universe long ago.

But even if the human heart is like iron, it is still contaminated with seven emotions and six desires. It is inevitable that Arthas no longer uses vicious spells to torture Xue Tie, but just glances at Raul.

Raul nodded immediately, and did not do anything else. He just stretched out his hand and his fighting spirit was like a sword, directly inserted into Xue Tie's chest. After being hit by this, Xue Tie was immediately as if he was struck by lightning. He was disbelief and his anger rose. He looked dark and his will was confused. He had some flaws in his heart. He was immediately found by the white light, and easily overwhelmed Xue Tie's will. The fighting spirit penetrated his mind and directly wrapped around Xue Tie's soul.

"Your Majesty's methods are indeed incredible."

When Arthas saw this scene, he exclaimed, and the white light in his palm immediately converged and turned into a white plate that looked like a beautiful white porcelain jade. The runes were outlined on it, and the names of Raul and Xue Tie were written on the edge.

This white plate seems pure white, but it seems that all the seven emotions and six desires are in it. No matter how strange people's hearts change, they cannot escape the enslavement of the magic in this white plate. Greed, anger, love, fear, hatred, and desire are all in it. The sentient beings can't escape after all.

If Raul is touched with a word fear, his name will be stamped on the white plate and he will not be spared. If Xue Tie has the will, he will be like iron, but if Raul takes action, he will be resentful. If he touches with a word hatred, he will have to enslave him.

Seeing Xue Tie's spiritual flaws and being enslaved by the white plate, Arthas closed the white plate and sat openly in the seat where Xue Tie was sitting. Looking at Raul and Xue Tie standing in front of him, he was immediately full of confidence.

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