Li Yaoyao's hand had just reached within three feet of the Chengying Sword when she felt an invisible resistance preventing her from moving forward.
"Hmph!" Li Yaoyao snorted and concentrated all her spiritual power on her left hand.
Li Yaoyao's strength was pretty good. Although it was difficult, she still approached the Chengying Sword little by little, and finally, she grasped the hilt!
Li Yaoyao raised her eyes, glanced at Su Luo with contempt, and raised her chin high.
Su Luo rolled her eyes at her and said, "If you have the guts, pick up the sword."
"That's right, it's just a handshake. What's the big deal?" Zi Yan echoed.
Li Yaoyao glanced at the two of them with cold eyes, then focused all her attention on her left hand.
However, her pride was beyond words.
Because, when she held the Chengying Sword, she did not feel any resistance or backlash from the Chengying Sword, as if the Chengying Sword had originally belonged to her.
"Hmph, just pull it out, it's not that difficult!" Li Yaoyao was full of confidence.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Li Yaoyao's left hand.
"Li Yaoyao is so confident, maybe she will actually take Chengying away!" Luo Dieyi stamped her feet anxiously. If she had known earlier, she would have been the first to rush up.
"Can she take it away? Let's watch carefully." In comparison, Luo Haochen was not so optimistic about Li Yaoyao.
At this time, Li Yaoyao was very confident in herself.
Li Yaoyao imitated Nangong Liuyun's previous calm and unrestrained posture and pulled it out casually!
Then, her expression suddenly changed.
Because the Chengying sword didn't move at all.
"Puchi——" Su Luo and Zi Yan laughed out loud without giving any face.
Li Yaoyao was extremely anxious. The Chengying Sword clearly didn't resist, so how could she not hold it?
Li Yaoyao suddenly injected all the spiritual power in her body into the Chengying Sword. She didn't believe that she couldn't pull it out like this!
However, what made Li Yaoyao collapse was that after her spiritual power was injected into it, the Chengying Sword seemed to open its bloody mouth and swallow her spiritual power in one gulp.
"How is this possible?" Li Yaoyao widened her eyes in disbelief.
All the spiritual power she injected into it disappeared?
Li Yaoyao just doesn't believe this!
She shook her wrist, and suddenly injected a strong spiritual power, and then the spiritual power continued to be injected.
In Li Yaoyao's opinion, the Chengying Sword will eventually be full. At worst, she can sacrifice a little to feed it.
However, what drove Li Yaoyao crazy was that her spiritual power had been continuously injected for the time of an incense stick, and her spiritual power had been almost consumed, but... the Chengying Sword remained motionless and did not respond at all.
Her spiritual power was like a stream flowing into the ocean, without causing a single ripple.
"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Li Yaoyao's face was pale and she was sweating profusely, but her palm still tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, unwilling to let go.
Because once she lets go, it means she will never have the chance to get the Chengying Sword again.
"Yaoyao, forget it!" Situ Ming cried out in distress when he saw Li Yaoyao's body staggering due to the massive consumption of spiritual power.
But Li Yaoyao ignored her and continued to stubbornly inject the last bit of spiritual power into it!
At this moment, sweat covered her entire face, soaked her dress, and even a little sweat was on the ground...
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