Chapter 429 I Don’t Want Another Sword
Jiang Nian flew over following his force.
The three of them stood on the sword shoulders of three great swords.
A violent murderous aura knocked them over, and the three of them managed to steady themselves in mid-air.
Shengxia raised her hand to disperse the violent aura that rushed over, "Such a strong murderous aura."
Lu Yilin's realm and strength were lower than theirs, and she was blown a long distance before she could stabilize herself. Luo Mingqian had been paying attention to her, and when he saw that she was attacked, he quickly flashed to her side and supported her waist.
Lu Yilin leaned in Luo Mingqian's arms, "So the murderous aura in the Sword Forging Realm comes from here? It's a very violent force."
Jiang Nian stood on the top of the sword handle, the giant sword under his feet kept shaking, and the rust on the sword kept falling off.
The golden spiritual power surged out of his body, firmly suppressing the giant sword that seemed to have a spirit and wanted to pull out spontaneously.
The two gold forces compete with each other.
A strong wind formed by the murderous aura quickly formed, sweeping everyone present in and forming a trap.
Jiang Nian stepped back a little, controlling the golden spiritual power to pull out the sword. The slender murderous aura became even more violent, piling up to the sky, even louder than the noise made by those high-level cultivators snatching Taihua.
An uncomfortable and suffocating murderous aura hung over the Sword Forging Realm, and many cultivators found it difficult to breathe.
Under the cover of murderous aura that affects people's minds, the monks became a little manic, and even the high-level monks in the Nascent Soul stage were affected.
The cultivators who were besieging Taihua were already ruthless, and in order not to be affected by the murderous aura, the fight between them became even more ruthless.
Taihua, whose strength had greatly decreased, was already unable to bear it, and now he was beaten without any resistance.
Locked in their territory, Taihua couldn't leave at all.
A palm wind came down, and Taihua flew backwards, but his body was immediately brought down heavily by the field.
His face was pressed against the ground, his cheeks deformed by the gravel.
His eyelids gradually drooped, and Taihua began to summon his true form.
He had to force him to break his sword and shatter his soul. From this perspective, the cultivator from the Lingxu Sect was quite good. I should have made a pact with him earlier.
The Taihua Sword was also being fought over by another group of cultivators, and after constant struggles, it had not yet fallen into anyone's hands.
The sword body was summoned by the spirit body, broke through the shackles of the high-level monks, and flew towards the spirit body Taihua.
Jiang Nian forcefully controlled the drawn sword, shrinking it to the size of an ordinary longsword. The murderous aura emanated even more. He said in a deep voice, "The gold energy corresponds to the sword. The source of the murderous aura is in the scabbard below."
Lu Yilin left Luo Mingqian's side and summoned the golden spirit refined from the soul sword, and also used the golden spiritual power to respond and draw the sword.
Luo Mingqian was beside her, blocking and dispelling the murderous aura that was rushing towards her in an attempt to stop her.
Song Ningshu raised his hand, and the domineering ice and snow and powerful spiritual power quickly wrapped around the last giant sword, forcibly pulling it out.
After the three giant swords were pulled out, the already chaotic murderous aura became even more chaotic, and layers of black and red murderous aura continued to spread like ripples above the sword-making realm.
Vitality surged out of Song Ningshu's body, drawing all the murderous aura around him into his sphere of influence.
The originally unruly and violent murderous aura immediately calmed down, but there was still a hint of unwillingness in it.
In the distance, the group of cultivators who were chasing and blocking Taihua were forced to retreat by the murderous aura, and a gap appeared in the area they had set up.
The sword flew to the spirit body and broke through the domain that restricted the spirit body.
The moment Taihua merged into one, tremendous power erupted and they quickly fled towards the place where the murderous aura came from.
The group of monks who were trying to seize the sword had no time to react, and only a shadow of Taihua was left.
The sword that was pulled out violently shrank under the threat of Song Ningshu's spiritual power and became a normal size. The rust fell off, revealing a brand new and sharp blade.
Song Ningshu gripped the hilt of the sword, and the sword kept trembling in her hand, and finally calmed down.
Song Ningshu sent his spiritual power into the sword, and the sword responded obediently.
Nian Zhi suddenly flew out from Song Ningshu's sea of consciousness and touched the back of her hand holding the sword, as if expressing dissatisfaction.
Song Ningshu gently stroked Nianzhi's sword with the fingertips of his left hand, "Be good, I'll throw it away later. I don't want any other swords, I only want you."
Nian Zhi, who had become more spiritual, thought that she was going to have a new sword and was jealous, and also conveyed to her the meaning of dislike and rejection.
Song Ningshu sent Nianzhi into his sea of consciousness and looked down at the sword in his hand.
Qi Yangui looked down at the three large scabbards with swords inserted in them. The violent murderous aura that should have existed in the scabbards had disappeared.
Song Ningshu's fingers touched the sword, which was so new that it could reflect her face.
She met her own eyes on the sword.
Qi Yangui held her wrist, and at the same time, the demonic energy wrapped around the sword, "There is a problem."
Song Ningshu released the sword, and it hovered in front of her. "I understand, so I'm luring the snake out of its hole."
The evil spirit on the sword was so strong that the sword trembled, shaking and flattering in an anthropomorphic way.
Jiang Qianliu flew to their side and said, "This sword's momentum and aura are indeed rare and good swords. It's not much worse than the Taihua that appeared before."
Jiang Nian and Lu Yilin walked to Song Ningshu with swords in hand.
Lu Yilin said, "The moment I grasped it, the sword conveyed its intention to form a contract with me, but my soul sword has been rejecting it, and it is a violent rejection."
Jiang Nian nodded, "Me too, my technique is repelling it."
The three swords seemed to have heard their words and behaved more docilely. One of the sword handles even rubbed Lu Yilin's palm.
Lu Yilin felt an inexplicable alarm in her heart and threw the sword away.
Lu Yilin looked as if she was facing a great enemy. Wen Xu was startled by her actions, "What's wrong?"
"It rubbed against my palm. I don't know why I got goose bumps, so I threw it away subconsciously. At that moment, the touch felt like someone was licking my hand with their tongue."
Lu Yilin wiped her hands vigorously, “My hands feel dirty.”
Upon hearing this, Qi Yangui used his spiritual power to push the sword that Song Ningshu had previously held a little further away.
When Jiang Nian heard Lu Yilin's words, he wanted to move the sword in his hand, but he stopped abruptly and was held quietly by Jiang Nian.
Although the sword in his hand did not cause any trouble, Jiang Nian also loosened his grip.
The three swords floated quietly in front of everyone. Seeing that Song Ningshu and the other two ignored them, they began to send out messages to lure others into a contract.
Wen Xu's body suddenly trembled, and he pointed at the one closest to him and said, "It seduces me."
Shengxia raised her eyes: "Hmm?"
"For a moment, I had a vision of a charming woman hooking her finger at me. She was wearing very cool clothes. No, why would she hook me with this? I have never thought about such a thing."
Song Ningshu saw a flash of green in front of his eyes. Under the pupil technique, the three swords were surrounded by a black and red gas that seemed to be unable to disperse. After just one look, Song Ningshu felt a little dizzy.
She quickly retracted her pupil technique.
Just as he was about to say something, a golden light shot out from the sky and landed between Jiang Nian's eyebrows.
Jiang Nian was caused by the force to stagger backwards.
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