"Sword spirit! Could it be... is this a fairy sword?" Du Shuiyao and the others finally got the answer, but they did not relax. Du Jiuling in particular was so scared that his face turned pale and he could not speak smoothly.
He also knew that the magic sword had a spirit, but it could not leave the main body or the sword master. Even if it left, it would only be a projected shadow, unable to exert any sword power.
Only the legendary fairy sword spirit could truly leave the main body and protect the sword master with a powerful spirit.
"Yes, this is a fairy sword! It is your honor to die under the fairy sword." The old man stood up tremblingly while blood spurted out, gnashing his teeth and saying, his eyes full of resentment.
It is indeed a fairy sword! Du Jiuling was so scared that he was shaking all over, his upper teeth "clicking" against his lower teeth,
and he could not speak. Although Xiao Fangqing and Lu Anjun were not as scared as he was, their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn.
Although the old man in front of them was still suppressed in the realm of transcending tribulation and was chopped all over by them, they had no confidence in winning against the legendary sword.
"It's just a broken sword, and you dare to speak so arrogantly." Gu Qingxi said disapprovingly.
Swish! As soon as the words fell, a series of surprised eyes fell on her at the same time.
Yes, the long sword in the hands of others was broken, but didn't you see the sword spirit in front of others? .??.
No matter how broken it is, it is still a fairy sword.
Still... Even Xiao Fangqing and Lu Anjun felt that Gu Qingxi's tone was a little too big this time.
"Hahahaha, you dare to speak so arrogantly when you are about to die!
Well, I will let you see the power of this broken sword!" The old man originally hated Gu Qingxi to death, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard it.
After that, he raised the broken sword and injected spiritual power into it.
The broken sword emitted a dazzling divine
light, but at the same time, fine cracks spread like spider silk.
No wonder he was reluctant to use this immortal sword. This was the reason.
Gu Qingxi was wondering just now. After all, he was a powerful man in the Mahayana realm. He should have some means to save his life.
But why didn't he fight back even though he was almost chopped into a blood gourd?
Even if he didn't want to save face, didn't he want his life?
At this time, seeing the cracks on the broken sword, he finally realized that the immortal sword was too seriously damaged. He was reluctant to use it until the last moment.
In front of the old man, the tall and fierce figure slowly took a step forward.
Although it was just a spirit, Xiao Fangqing and others felt that the entire restriction trembled as he took this step.
Then, the sword spirit approached Gu Qingxi and others while raising the giant sword.
The invisible pressure came over them, like a mountain pressing down on them, making it almost impossible for them to breathe, and they could only hear their own "booming" heartbeats.
What a terrifying sword spirit! This time, not only Du Jiuling, but also Xiao Fangqing and Lu Anjun turned pale.
"Kill them, kill them for me!" The old man raised the half-broken sword and roared hysterically.
The sword spirit's illusory and blurred face showed a hideous smile, and the giant sword in his hand slashed down.
"Insolent!" At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of Gu Qingxi, and swung the long sword in his hand to meet the giant sword.
"Bang!" There was another loud noise.
The sword spirit, as tall as a mountain, was chopped back several feet by a sword. When
it stopped Opposite him, a young man stood proudly. "A mere broken spirit dares to offend the power of my master!" The young man was obviously not ready to let the sword spirit go, and walked towards it with a long sword in hand. A surprising scene happened. The sword spirit, who had just been so arrogant and grinning, was now motionless as if he had been cast into a spell. His fierce face actually revealed deep fear. As the young man approached step by step, his body began to tremble violently. "Plop!" Finally, when the young man walked in front of him, the sword spirit fell to his knees with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly. "Since you are still useful, I will spare your life for the time being. If you dare to disrespect the master again in the future, I will kill you without mercy!" The young man had already raised his long sword, but after thinking for a while, he put away the long sword and said. Then he pointed a finger at his shoulder, and the tall figure of the sword spirit instantly turned into a stream of light and sank into his fingertips. Behind him, Xiao Fangqing and others were already dumbfounded. That was the sword spirit of the immortal sword - a sword spirit of the immortal sword that only existed in legends in the world of cultivation but had never really appeared. How could it be so easily subdued by a finger? Why did it feel like a dream? Not to mention them, the old man was also stunned. Although this immortal sword was already incomplete when it fell into his hands, it was still much stronger than ordinary divine swords. For thousands of years, with this immortal sword, he didn't know how many strong men he had killed, but he only suffered at the hands of one person. But even if that person relied on his endless magical instruments and artifacts to finally break this immortal sword, he could do nothing about the sword spirit and could only watch him escape safely under the escort of the sword spirit. < br>But today, the sword spirit that had accompanied and protected him for many years was so easily subdued by others. What on earth is going on? What is going on? "Ka, ka, ka!" As the sword spirit left, the broken sword in the old man's hand finally broke into pieces, and the fragments fell to the ground with a clang. "Sword spirit, he is a sword spirit!" The old man finally woke up from his dream and shouted at Yafeng's tall figure. According to legend, even a great master could not easily subdue the sword spirit. Only another sword spirit of a higher grade could do it. Sword spirit! Xiao Fangqing and the others also woke up at this time. They found that although the figure of the young man was much more solid than that of the sword spirit, he also had a sense of ethereal nothingness. Obviously, he was not a human cultivator, but a spirit.
Looking at Gu Qingxi again, looking at the long sword in her hand that was beautifully shaped yet still ancient, their eyes all changed.
It turned out that in addition to the four great spiritual pets, Gu Qingxi also had a fairy sword!
No wonder she was so arrogant just now. To her, a broken sword with most of it broken off was nothing more than that, right?
"Father, do you really think that a Nebula Sword can make her fall in love with it?" Du Shuiyao gathered her energy and whispered.
Du Jiuling glared at his precious daughter unhappily, his old face a little hot.
He thought that Gu Qingxi's long sword was only of earth grade, not even of heaven grade, and he was sure that a semi-god sword would be enough to make her fall in love with it.
Now he knew that he had made a mistake. The long sword in the hands of others was not an earth grade long sword, but a fairy sword.
Others even have fairy swords, and you run to get close to them with a broken semi-god sword. Isn't that asking for trouble?
This dead girl, where did she learn this bad habit? She even slapped her own father in the face.
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