Chapter 1008 Asking for the Sword of Tao

"I'll protect Zhang Qianyu, I said it!"

Mao Buhui said this so easily, so comfortably, and yet so... loudly!

Especially in my ears, it was like a thunder, exploding.

I slowly opened my eyes, and then I saw Mao Buhui looking at Elder Fei with a cynical smile on his face.

At this moment, the image of Mao Buhui has changed a little in my eyes. He

values ​​love and loyalty.

He will never break his promises, even if he gets hurt, even if he might die.

A real man, a real hero, nothing more than this!

"Okay, okay, okay!" Elder Fei said three "Okays" in a row, but he still didn't rush to continue attacking. He just stood there, squinting his eyes and staring at Mao Buhui.

"Why, didn't you say that I was hit by your sword energy, and if I forced myself to fight with a breath of energy, I couldn't last more than ten minutes? Why don't you dare to attack me now?" Mao Buhui didn't move either, standing there, smiling at Elder Fei, and then continued: "Oh, I forgot, my sword seemed to have pierced your lower abdomen just now."

After hearing what Mao Buhui said, I was shocked, and looked at it intently, and then I saw that there was indeed blood flowing down in Elder Fei's lower abdomen.

Elder Fei stood there and seemed to be calm, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his body is actually shaking slightly at this time.

Elder Fei was furious when he was exposed. He gnashed his teeth and shouted, "Boy, I want to see how many minutes you can hold on!"

After Elder Fei finished speaking, he suddenly raised his palm and held it upright on his chest. "

This sword is called...Soul-chopping!"

As Elder Fei's shout fell, a flying sword emitting a faint black aura trembled violently, and then with a "hum" sound, it flew straight to Mao Buhui to chop him.

"This sword is called...Intestine-chopping!"

A flying sword emitting a faint brown aura trembled, and then followed closely and flew out in an instant.

"This sword is called... Corpse Destroyer!"

"This sword is called... Soul Burial!" "

This sword is called... Heavenly Dog!"

"This sword is called... Shark Tooth!"

"This sword is called... Life Destruction!"

Every time Elder Fei spoke, a flying sword trembled from behind him, and then flew out, heading straight for Mao Buhui.

The seven flying swords, like seven world-destroying divine punishments, were wrapped in an extremely sharp aura, dragging long tails of light, falling from the sky, one sword after another...

"Good sword!" Mao Buhui's eyes condensed, and his entire demeanor changed dramatically at this moment.

He was tall, but he was always hunched over. But at this moment, his back suddenly straightened up, and he looked like a spear driven into the ground, standing tall!

Then, Mao Buhui formed a seal with his hands and shouted, "Please give me the sword!"

"What?" When he said this, both I and Elder Fei were stunned.

Sword of Tao?

It was one of the great artifacts of Mount Mao. Although it was stolen by Mao Buhui and taken down the mountain, didn't he send it back?

Why is he asking for the sword of Tao now?

The next second, my expression suddenly froze, because I saw a sword of Tao with dragons and phoenixes on it slowly floating out from his altar.

It felt as if he had been nurturing the Dao Sword in the spirit altar.

But then, I felt something was wrong.

"This is not the Dao Sword, this is... the sword soul!" My mind was shaken, and I was filled with shock and astonishment.

In fact, the strength displayed by Mao Buhui was beyond my expectation.

If Mao Buhui had taken out the Dao Sword, I could still understand that at most Mao Buhui did not return the Dao Sword. However, what Mao Buhui took

out at this moment was not the real Dao Sword, but... the sword soul of the Dao Sword!

What is a sword soul?

Any divine weapon may have a soul inside it. The Soul-Slaying Sword has a soul, and it is precisely because of this that the Soul-Slaying Sword feeds on my blood.

The same is true for Feigong, however, Feigong is gentler and will not suck my blood. But when I am in danger, Feigong will automatically protect the master, and this is also because of the relationship between the soul.

The soul and the weapon itself are inseparable. Once separated, the weapon will fall from the altar and will no longer be a weapon.

However, Mao Buhui actually summoned the sword soul of the Dao Sword?

"Could it be that Mao Buhui has reached a state of... unity of man and sword with the Dao Sword? So he can summon the sword soul even if he is thousands of miles away, and even... nourish the sword soul in his body?"

My God, if this is really the case, then Mao Buhui is definitely the most gifted person besides the founder of the Maoshan Sect!

Because apart from the founder of the Maoshan Sect, no one has ever been able to nourish the sword soul of the Dao Sword in his body and become one with the Dao Sword and the sword.

The current Maoshan headmaster is no match for him, and neither are the Maoshan heads of all previous generations!

When the sword soul of the Dao Sword was summoned, the extremely powerful sword force immediately raged in the void. The terrifying sword force made even the void tremble, as if even the void could not withstand the sword force emitted by the sword soul and was about to collapse.

As for Elder Fei, his expression changed drastically, and he screamed loudly: "What's going on? You actually... raised the sword soul of the Dao Sword in the spirit platform? No, not just raising it, you have merged with... the Dao Sword. You, you have reached the realm of unity between man and sword!"

Elder Fei screamed in shock, and the seven flying swords he had shot out seemed to have seen the sword master, and they did not dare to get close to Mao Buhui at all. The seven flying swords were lined up in a row, like subjects, all suspended in the air and shaking violently.

"No!" At this time, my pupils suddenly shrank, because I saw that Mao Buhui's body was shaking violently, and even the seal he had formed seemed to be unable to maintain.

"He can't hold on!" I was horrified.

It seemed that summoning the sword spirit was beyond Mao Buhui's ability. Maybe he could summon it under normal circumstances, but he was injured before, and the sword energy entered his body, so he was already weak and could not support it.

As expected!

Almost as soon as I thought of this, I heard a trembling sound of "hum". That sound was made by the sword soul, as if it was crying in unwillingness...

Then, the sword soul slowly sank into Mao Buhui's spirit platform again.

Mao Buhui was also shocked, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "puff" sound, and the whole person fell backwards.

"Hahahaha... ignorant boy, even the successive Maoshan masters couldn't do it, and you dare to try it at this juncture? You really overestimate your own abilities!" Elder Fei raised his head and laughed wildly, and the seven flying swords he had thrown out stopped trembling, and after making a trembling sound, they continued to attack Mao Buhui.

At this moment, I suddenly shuddered, opened my mouth, and burped.

I had already devoured all the wisps of sword energy. My eyes suddenly focused, I grasped the Soul-Slaying Knife, and rushed towards Mao Buhui with a roar like a raging dragon.