Chapter 427 Beat You Until You Submit
The young man in the golden robe tilted his neck to the side and smiled reluctantly, "What did you find?"
So many high-level monks want to rob him, how can he escape without paying some price?
The price he paid was a sharp drop in strength. Now his strength was probably at the fusion stage, so he couldn't even break free from those small broken vines.
In addition to the monk in front of him, there should be other monks who knew that he had run away, leaving only an empty sword there as a cover.
As long as he escaped, he could summon the sword no matter where he was.
Jiang Nian glanced at his face and said, "Take the initiative to recognize me as your master, or I will beat you into submission."
"Taihua Sword Spirit."
Taihua licked his lips and said, "What Taihua Sword Spirit? I'm just an ordinary cultivator. Didn't you hear them say I was a child-stealing cultivator?"
A golden light flashed in the other person's eyes, and he tried to leave while Jiang Nian was not paying attention.
Jiang Nian turned his wrist, and the golden light turned into a sword, spinning around Taihua and gradually shrinking.
Taihua had to stop and said with annoyance, "You cultivators are so annoying! You didn't even ask me if I wanted to give you a contract."
"Returning to the righteous monks, does being a righteous monk mean using force on others?"
Jiang Nian remained unmoved, and said in a dull tone, "The strong are respected. If you can defeat me, you can also force me to recognize you as my master."
"It's naive of you to talk to me about good and evil."
Jiang Nian raised his eyes as he spoke, his brows never relaxed at all, his face still expressionless, but there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.
"Jiang Nian, an inner disciple of Lingxu Sect, the leader of the four major sects of the human race, has a bone age of forty-nine, a top-grade golden spiritual root, and has reached the peak of tribulation."
"I think my talent is worthy of using your magic sword."
"Would you accept the ritual of courtesy before force?"
"So what if I don't accept it?" Taihua was unconvinced.
"Then let's fight."
Taihua stepped back, the illusion on his face dissipated, revealing his true appearance. "It's just that I can't beat you, and I'm unwilling to be a vassal of any cultivator."
"Although I can't defeat you cultivators, I can still break your souls."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian retracted his magic and said, "If you really don't want to, then leave. I don't really force others to do what they like."
He put away his sword and walked out.
The sword light flashed across his body, and the vines in the thorn forest shattered into pieces.
Jiang Nian’s departure left Taihua a little overwhelmed.
Just leave like that?
After Jiang Nian went out, he sent spiritual messages to others.
Half an hour later, the group gathered again.
"Ah, brother, you are quite unattractive. I would rather shatter my soul than recognize you as my master." Jiang Sui clicked his tongue twice and put his hand on his shoulder.
Jiang Nian brushed his hand away. "Besides Taihua's appearance, there are also unusual movements in the Sword Forging Realm, and a strong aura of killing. Do you want to investigate?"
"Now that we're here, let's go." Sheng Xia took the first step and then looked at Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui, "Did you two feel the call?"
After meeting the last god and receiving the inheritance, they will go back and refine the inheritance given to them by other gods.
"No." Song Ningshu shook his head.
"Then just wander around." Shengxia took a fruit from Yaonian's hand and looked at Song Ningshu, "Pick one."
Song Ningshu turned and walked to the left, "Let's go to the nearest Shalan Sword Forging City."
No one else had any objections.
After walking for a while, suddenly a wave of spiritual power and aftermath of a battle came.
Qi Yangui raised his hand, and the three-colored spiritual power in his hand flew out, dispersing the aftermath of the battle.
Looking up at the sky, seven or eight powerful men at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage were fighting for a golden sword.
The long sword hung in the air, being pulled and moved by their spiritual power, trembling constantly.
Shengxia took a look, muttered, and continued walking forward, "In vain."
The battle was still going on in the sky. After Jiang Nian left, Taihua continued to flee outside the Sword Forging Realm, but when he was about to reach the exit, he was shot to the ground by a spiritual force.
"I almost let you get away."
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