"ah--"
In the dark, Jiang Deng seemed to hear A Tu's angry voice, so he instinctively opened his leaky mouth.
A round pill melted in his mouth, repairing Jiang Deng's damaged body. Whether it was torn flesh or broken bones, everything was recovering in an orderly manner...
Jiang Deng's consciousness gradually returned, "...I'm still alive?"
She didn't expect that the third disciple still had the energy to perform sword moves, and she didn't expect that she didn't die after withstanding the Sword Master's sword moves?
She is at the Nascent Soul stage and can actually fight on par with the Sword Master. Rounding it off, she is also the Sword Master?
Ah Tu said angrily: "If you die, this will be the underworld."
"Then why did you come with me? Do you love me too much?"
Ah Tu: “…”
Jiang Deng chuckled, and his damaged throat made a ragged sound like a blower, "Where's Duan Chuan?"
"Not much better than you."
"Really? Let me see."
Jiang Deng tried to stand up, but her body had not yet fully recovered and she was unable to move for the time being.
So, she could only try her best to look up, wanting to see whether the three disciples opposite her were dead or alive, and then she tragically discovered that she could not lift her head at all, and the only thing she could see out of the corner of her eye was the dazzling armor on her body.
Jiang Deng: “…”
My goodness, she almost died, but the Sun and Moon Armor was fine, it is worthy of being a heavenly spiritual weapon.
Duan Chuan on the other side was also motionless, as if dead.
After a while, he gradually regained consciousness, moved his fingers slightly, and was about to touch his precious Killing Sword, but he touched nothing.
Hmm? Where's his sword?
Duan Chuan tried his best to look up and saw that his killing sword was moving slowly, getting farther and farther away from him and closer and closer to Jiang Deng.
move?
Duan Chuan realized something was wrong. How could his sword grow legs on its own and run towards Jiang Deng?
Just when he was confused, the familiar voice of the Killing Sword suddenly rang out.
"Master! Master, save me!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhisha Sword ran even faster, and was about to reach Jiang Deng.
Duan Chuan looked carefully and saw that it was not the Sword of Stopping Killing that had run away with its long legs.
It was clear that there was a golden spider under the Killing Sword, moving its eight legs frantically, carrying the Killing Sword and running towards Jiang Deng at a rapid speed.
"return!"
Duan Chuan endured the stinging pain in his sea of consciousness and tried to mobilize his spiritual sense to summon the Killing Sword back.
Feeling the call of its master, Zhisha Sword also tried its best to return to Duanchuan's arms.
To be on the safe side, Jin Shanshan had already spit out spider silk to entwine the Killing Sword and his body together. Now, with Duan Chuan's summons, even if he tried his best to move his eight legs, he could only passively walk backwards.
"Sister A-Tu! Help!"
Gilgamesh screamed.
"Sister is here!"
Upon hearing this, A Tu, who was acting as a hair tie above Jiang Deng's head, quickly grew vines and went straight towards Jin Shanshan. The yellow vines wrapped around Jin Shanshan's body and pulled hard.
Bang!
Because Jin Shanshan's body was still connected to the Killing Sword, Asu pulled the Killing Sword over as well.
However, Duan Chuan still did not give up and was still controlling the Killing Sword to return to him.
So, a funny scene took place on the scene, with a man with a sword and a spider with a vine playing tug-of-war.
Neither side gave in.
"……hateful!"
Duan Chuan gritted his teeth and tried his best to get up, but his body was severely injured, and it was very difficult for him to get up from the ground, let alone go forward and snatch back the sword.
Therefore, Duan Chuan could only continue to use his spiritual sense to control the Killing Sword and engage in a tug-of-war with Asu and Jin Shanshan on the opposite side.
"Come here to me!"
Duan Chuan gritted his teeth, and the Killing Sword cooperated with him very well. Asu and Jin Shanshan gradually couldn't resist the suction force, and saw that the Killing Sword was about to leave Jiang Deng's side.
"Sorry, unity is strength."
A familiar voice sounded.
Jiang Deng, who had already repaired his body with the bone-growing pill, jumped up and grabbed the killing sword in mid-air, successfully holding it in his hand and winning the tug-of-war.
"Let me go! I want to find my master..."
The sword in Jiang Deng's hand struggled desperately to get away.
Boom!
Jiang Deng flicked the hilt of the sword with his fingers, "Looking for shit! From now on, I will be your master, understand?"
The Killing Sword said angrily, "How can you, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, be worthy of being the master of my mighty divine sword?"
"Oh, the Excalibur?"
Jiang Deng was amused.
As expected of the third disciple's natal sword, its temper is as arrogant as the third disciple.
I'm afraid the Killing Sword has forgotten how it got the name of a divine sword?
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng raised his hand and summoned back the Chongguang Sword. After one strike, the Chongguang Sword lost the blessing of tens of thousands of sword intentions and had returned to its original size.
Chongguang Sword stared at Zhisha Sword eagerly, and said with longing, "Master Guangguang's sword heart..."
Hearing this, Zhisha Sword immediately became alert, "What do you mean your sword heart? That's my sword heart!"
"Hahaha……"
Jiang Deng couldn't help but laugh, "That sword heart has only been in you for a few hundred years, and you've forgotten who it belongs to?"
“Could it be…”
Because it was too close, the Killing Sword could clearly feel the aura of the Heavy Light Sword, which was very familiar to it. Even the sword heart in its body, which did not originally belong to it, began to become wildly agitated.
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