Chapter 37: Playing with swords? Then you have to call me daddy! [Third update]
"Are you the son of this great Taoist temple?"
"Hand over the Yin Fire Demon, give up the inherited luck, and I can spare your life."
Xue Wushuang said in a cold and arrogant manner.
She had long heard that many peerless geniuses and people with destiny had appeared in the continent recently.
It seems that the young man in front of him must be the son of inheritance, and the giant chicken just now should be his guardian demon.
"The world is really going downhill. It's really disgusting. It's really disgusting."
"You are a Nun Miejue who is tens of thousands of years old. Can you please have some sense of propriety? It would be bad if you scared the flowers, plants and small animals here."
Zong Shen covered his eyes and shook his head.
Xue Wushuang was still confused at first, but when she understood what Zong Shen meant, she became furious.
"I, Xue Wushuang, am clearly extremely beautiful and charming, but you..."
"court death!"
Probably the best way to piss off a woman is to tell her she's ugly.
Zong Shen didn't say anything. The small animals under the cliff began to make mocking cries, and the monkeys in the spiritual garden began to roll on the ground.
Rui Wudi, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, was laughing so hard that he was swaying from side to side, almost laughing to the point of tears.
The laughter was full of sarcasm, as if one had just watched a huge joke.
"You still dare to laugh?"
"So what if you are the son of destiny?"
"I can freeze you to death with just a flip of my hand!"
Xue Wushuang scolded loudly.
But in his heart, he was even more envious of Qingtian Peak.
It just stood there for a while.
Her spiritual power actually recovered a little automatically.
Zong Shen turned a deaf ear to it.
I just think it's a bit eye-catching.
Rui Wudi, who was behind him, suddenly stood up.
He strode up to Xue Wushuang and cursed loudly.
"You old woman, you are so brave!"
She had been holding her breath.
At this time, he was scolded by Rui Wudi again.
Furious, he swung the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, pointing it at Rui Wudi's head.
Rui Wudi didn't even bother to look at her and just saluted sideways.
"Master, please allow me to help you get rid of this noisy old woman."
Zong Shen waved his hand in disdain and turned his head to one side.
Rui Wudi instantly understood what his master meant.
He took a few more steps towards Xue Wushuang's sword and grinned.
"Playing with swords? Then you have to call me daddy!"
After he finished speaking, Rui Wudi's eyes changed, and infinite sword intent burst out.
He waved his arm and pulled both Xue Wushuang and himself into the sky.
Without waiting for Xue Wushuang to react, he suddenly opened his arms!
A majestic golden gate appeared behind him.
"impossible…"
"This... This is the gate to the Holy Kingdom that can only be opened by those who have reached the fourth level of Sainthood."
Xue Wushuang said in a daze, her mind was shaken so much that she could barely hold the Bingpo Sword in her hand.
"Hey!"
"You old woman, you do have some knowledge!"
"Let me show you what it means to be one with the sword and have an incomparable sword!"
He sneered and made a witty remark he had learned from his master.
Then his expression changed and his eyes became extremely solemn.
"The Gate of the Holy Kingdom, the Holy Kingdom of Swords!"
The golden door behind me slowly opens
With his fourth level of Sainthood and his chaotic and unified cultivation, he could only open the gate of the Holy Kingdom to a gap of half a meter wide.
But it is completely enough!
Countless sharp sword intentions swarmed out from the gate of the Holy Kingdom.
The supreme sword intent cuts everything into pieces!
Xue Wushuang waved the Bingpo Sword to try to resist, but it was of no use.
Countless sword intentions are everywhere.
All the meridians in her body were cut off in an instant.
Her spiritual power could not be activated and she was like a useless person.
Countless sword intentions even surrounded the Golden Elixir of the Law and the Ice Heart in her body, making it impossible for her to even self-destruct.
In a flash, Xue Wushuang was subdued.
Compared to being killed directly by someone.
The feeling of being in uniform was worse than death, which made her even more terrified and collapsed.
Rui Wudi put away the Gate of the Holy Kingdom and took the Bingpo Sword from her hand.
Then he used infinite sword power to form a fig leaf and covered her body.
So as not to pollute the eyes of your master!
He held up the magic sword in one hand and inhaled Xue Wushuang from afar with the other, and came to Zong Shen to ask for credit.
The Ice Soul Sword is indeed a divine weapon. Although it has lost its master, it is still extremely cold.
He stretched out his hand and took the magic sword in his hand.
I played with it for a while out of boredom.
The icy cold air above couldn't affect him at all.
"It's icy cold, great for ice wine."
"Forget it, there's no point in keeping it."
"Invincible, I'll give this sword to you to play with. When you become a saint above the seventh level, you can fuse it with the divine weapon."
Zong Shen shook his wrist and threw the Bingpo Sword over.
Rui Wudi rubbed his hands.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Although this sword is made of ice, I have slowly honed it with my infinite sword intent, and it is barely usable."
He threw Xue Wushuang aside like trash.
He took the sword solemnly with both hands.
Although I say so.
But Rui Wudi was still very happy.
As a swordsman, any good sword can bring joy to his heart.
"Master still understands me."
He slowly swept his spiritual sense across the sword, and a series of "crackling" sounds came from the sword.
The remaining spiritual consciousness of Xue Wushuang on the magic sword was instantly wiped out.
Xue Wushuang lay on the ground like a dead dog.
There were tears and blood in his eyes.
Her meridians were completely destroyed and she couldn't even move her fingers.
He could only watch helplessly as his inherited sword was casually divided up.
I can neither live nor die.
Her mouth moved slightly, as if she wanted to speak.
Rui Wudi stretched out his hand and pointed, and the sword intent that blocked her oral and tongue meridians disappeared instantly.
“Please… please spare my life…”
At this moment, she was unable to live or die, and her heart was filled with endless regret.
Everything is cause and effect.
The cause of a small fire.
Zong Shen came back.
When Xue Wushuang saw that Zong Shen didn't answer, she felt hopeless.
The fire of hatred burns fiercely.
She gave a sad smile.
He suddenly opened his mouth.
An extremely strong chill came out of his mouth!
In an instant, the Qingtian Peak began to freeze, and frost began to spread along the Dianling Cliff.
This breath of cold air was completely different from the previous icy cold air. It was full of the laws of ice and a divine pressure.
This is the cold air from the ancient ice god.
Even ordinary saints will be frozen.
However, the small beasts on the cliff remained fearless, as if this was not the terrifying cold air from the Ice God, but just floating snowflakes.
"I didn't expect you still had a breath of the Ice God."
Zong Shen turned his head.
He clasped his hands against the spreading cold air.
Gather all the cold air together again.
It turned back into a small white ice ball.
He took the ball in his hand and played with it leisurely.
"This little thing is quite interesting. It would be nice to keep it for fun."
Xue Wushuang, lying on the ground, was stunned like a fool and did not react for a long time.
Looking at the scene in front of her, her heart collapsed.
In front of this young man who looked like an ordinary person, I couldn't even die together with him.
(End of this chapter)
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