He didn't understand why a guy who came to the abandoned land to accept the outer sect inheritance could burst out with such powerful strength.
How could a guy who doesn't understand the heart of a warrior and the heart of a sword have such sword skills and sword intent?
Such talent is more than enough to become an inner disciple even in the ancient Yuhua Sect.
However, he didn't have much time to think now. Jiang Li brought down one knife, and another followed.
This time, Dao Nu couldn't dodge, nor did he choose to dodge.
He wanted to use his metal puppet body to feel everything about Jiang Li, so that he could get the answers he wanted to know.
The black lacquer and the silver lacquer clashed again.
A burst of distorted light flashed.
Dao Nu's body was split into two and lay on the ground.
"So that's how it is. You defeated the intruder."
Dao Nu laughed wildly and arrogantly, as if he had discovered something incredible.
He did not address Jiang Li as the successor, but continued to use his previous name, intruder.
"Inheritor, congratulations on passing the second level. This is the reward for the victor."
The ancient voice sounded again, and the knife slave lying on the ground sneered but did not say anything.
The knife slave was obviously not dead, and the two severed metal limbs were slowly coming together to repair themselves.
At this moment, an ancient scroll appeared in front of Jiang Li, but Jiang Li did not open it. Instead, he asked the ancient voice:
"Is this my trophy? Can I take him?"
Jiang Li pointed at the sword slave puppet that was slowly healing on the ground.
The old voice was silent for a long time and did not answer.
Seeing this, Jiang Li began to decompose the two sections of his metal body in the stunned look of the Sword Slave Puppet, and then slowly healed them.
"If you want to take me away, you don't need to dismantle me. Just put me in the storage ring."
The knife slave puppet spoke in a cold tone, staring at Jiang Li meaningfully without a trace of emotion.
"So simple?"
Jiang Li raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Three feet below my neck, at the Tianji constellation, the secret pattern can be removed. After you remove it, I will lose consciousness, and then you can put me into your storage ring."
Hearing the Sword Slave Puppet say this, Jiang Li thought for a moment, nodded slowly, and then, under the calm gaze of the Sword Slave Puppet, he picked out the secret pattern and put away the two sections of metal wreckage that were slowly recovering.
Looking at the secret pattern in his hand, which seemed to have nothing special about it, Jiang Li thought about it, hesitated for a long time, but still did not throw it away. He felt that the consciousness of this sword slave was of great use. His giant sword was just a rough draft of the holy weapon, and it still lacked such consciousness.
If the consciousness of the sword slave is integrated into the giant sword, it will definitely make the sword even better.
Thinking of this, Jiang Li threw the secret pattern into the porcelain bottle that previously contained the Ambergris Blood-Transforming Pill. Then he put the porcelain bottle into the storage ring with satisfaction and looked at the scroll he had just obtained.
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