Chi Wanqiu and Gongye Mingzhi were also shocked. They had never heard of a sword spirit that disliked its sword body. Could it be that it had become a spirit... Oh, yes, he was a sword spirit, not a divine sword that had become a spirit.
"Then have you ever thought about what would happen to you if you destroyed the sword body?" Gu Qingxi frowned and reminded. "You
don't think I'm the same as that rubbish in your hand, do you? I'm the spirit of an immortal weapon. Even if the sword body is destroyed, it won't have much impact on me. At most, I can find another sword body that really matches me." The young man looked at Gu Qingxi strangely, his eyes even more contemptuous.
Gu Qingxi then realized that the spirit of an immortal weapon was different from the spirit of a divine weapon. Even if the body was destroyed, it could still exist in the world.
In fact, she had already known about this, but her cultivation had only reached the peak of the transformation of the spirit, and her memory had not yet fully recovered.
It must be said that this bear child is not only arrogant, but also a bit poisonous. Hearing him say rubbish left and right, the soul mirror space exploded again.
"This little bastard actually dared to say that I am trash, and he is trash, the trash of trash!" Yafeng shouted angrily.
"Yafeng, don't be angry, in fact, what others said is somewhat reasonable. He is the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword, and you are just the sword spirit of the Divine Sword. Compared with others, you are indeed a bit trash, trash... well, a bit ordinary." Wan Ling kindly advised.
When he said the word "trash", he noticed that Yafeng's face turned black quickly, and finally used the word "ordinary" to vaguely pass it off.
"What's the matter with the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword? He is just a little brat. How dare he humiliate my Yafeng Divine Sword like this.
I will kill him now. Don't stop me. Whoever dares to stop me, I will never let him go." Although Wan Ling changed his words in time, Yafeng still heard his original intention, and was even more furious, and shouted again.
"Go, go, we promise not to stop you. But without the help of the master, do you think you can produce a sword body? Don't forget that you are just a sword spirit of the Divine Sword, not the immortal sword of others." Wan Ling said disdainfully.
"..." Yafeng fell silent.
It hurts, it hurts.
Although his spiritual power is strong, it is only the spirit of the magic sword after all, and can only exist in the sword body or attach to the sword master.
If it does not rely on the help of the sword master's spiritual consciousness, it is basically difficult to leave the sword body. Even if it is reluctantly left, it can't exert much strength, and it will soon disappear between heaven and earth.
This point is obviously far inferior to the spirit of the immortal sword.
"Wanling, I can't kill him, but I can still kill you." After a moment of silence, Yafeng said faintly.
So, under Cai Cai's disdainful eyes, there was a commotion in the soul mirror space again.
Gu Qingxi was also a little angry. The bear child's contemptuous eyes again and again finally made her realize the taste of not much lethality but extremely insulting.
"But if the sword body is destroyed, what should we do with Jiuli Mingxu Realm and Gongye Clan?" She took a deep breath, trying to restrain the anger in her heart, and then asked.
"What do you mean? What does Jiuli Mingxu Realm have to do with me? What does Gongye Clan have to do with me?" the young man said indifferently. "
Don't forget who refined your sword body and sword spirit. Isn't it your duty to protect Jiuli Mingxu Realm and Gongye Clan?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"What a bullshit duty. Gongye Li, that old guy, refined me just for his own fun and fame. I didn't ask him to do it." The young man curled his lips when he heard it, and his expression was even more disapproving.
Then, without waiting for Gu Qingxi to speak, he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Get out of here. If you dare to meddle in other people's business again, I'll be rude to you." While
speaking, he carried the sword on his right shoulder and stroked his dark blue short hair with his left hand, which was as straight as a hedgehog, making him look even more arrogant and domineering.
Gu Qingxi originally wanted to persuade him to return to the sword body obediently, rest honestly and don't make trouble again, but looking at this situation, she knew that it was useless to say anything.
Taking a step forward, she raised the sword again.
"I say, you don't really want to fight me with such a rubbish broken sword, do you?" The young man looked at Gu Qingxi as if he were an idiot.
He was not an ordinary spirit, but the spirit of an immortal sword, and could not be hurt by ordinary sword energy.
Even if the sword in the opponent's hand was not as rubbish as he said, but a divine sword with a sword spirit, the result would not be an exception. After all, one is the spirit of a divine sword, and the other is the spirit of an immortal sword. The gap is too big.
Beside them, Chi Wanqiu and Gongye Mingzhi also looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
Although no one in the Gongye clan has learned the "Nine Heavenly Weapon Secrets" since Gongye Li, and no one has refined an immortal sword, they also know that the power of the spirit of the immortal sword is simply not comparable to that of the spirit of the divine sword.
It's like a Mahayana cultivator and a foundation-building cultivator, how can you compare?
With Gu Qingxi's strength and the magic sword in his hand, it would be no problem to destroy the cracked body of the Jiuli Mingxu Sword, but it would be a pipe dream to hurt this sword spirit.
"It seems that Gongye Li has never taught you that there are always people who are better than you in the world of cultivation. Never underestimate any opponent." Gu Qingxi certainly knew what they were thinking, but she just smiled cunningly.
Then she shouted, "Yafeng, come out!"
A cold light shone through the sword, condensing into a tall and handsome figure.
"Hahahaha, it's finally my turn to take action. You dare to say that I'm trash, I'll see if I can't kill you, little bastard!" With a loud laugh, Yafeng slashed in the air with a long sword in his hand. "You're asking
for trouble!" The young man didn't take him seriously at all. He turned his body and swept the long sword on his shoulder towards Yafeng.
Although it was just a spirit body and had no substance, this sword was still unstoppable. The power of the sword spirit surged and aroused, and it actually made a deafening sound of wind and thunder. It's
over. Such a good divine sword is going to be destroyed like this. Gongye Mingzhi's heart was about to break again.
There was no way. Although he had good cultivation, his talent in weapon was too ordinary. Not to mention the divine sword, he had not even forged a semi-divine sword.
"Bang!" In Gongye Mingzhi's heartbroken eyes, two equally illusory sword shadows collided violently, making a loud noise that shook the earth.
The figure of the young man was shocked and flew out.
Chi Wanqiu was stunned, Gongye Mingzhi was stunned, Gongye Ruoyun was stunned, and Xiao Yutang, who came to watch the fun, was stunned. The Jiuli Sword Spirit, who flew to the edge of the hall before stabilizing his body again, was also stunned.
I thought that with the power of the sword spirit of the immortal sword, if Yafeng didn't die with this sword, he would definitely suffer a serious injury. Who knew that the result was that the sword spirit of the immortal sword was chopped away by a sword.
"Impossible, how can you be so strong, impossible!" The young man roared, raised his long sword high, and rushed towards Yafeng.
As a fairy sword spirit that even he despised, and the only fairy sword spirit in this world of cultivation, how proud he was. What a shame it was for him to lose to a mere divine sword spirit?
The young man was very angry... No, it was the young man who was very angry, so this time, he almost burst out the power of the sword spirit without reservation.
The slightly thin figure also released boundless murderous intent.
But unfortunately, he still couldn't wash away the shame on his body.
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