How could the sword-shaped phantom want to be swallowed up like this? It kept making sword chants, like struggling and begging. But the black broken sword ignored it at all and kept pulling at the sword-shaped phantom, even more than half of it.
The shadow was pulled into the broken sword.
The sword-shaped phantom was helpless. With a long groan, it immediately divided into several sword energy and slashed towards the black broken sword.
But as soon as the sword-shaped shadow released its sword energy, before it could strike the black broken sword, it swallowed all the sword energy, causing the black flying sword to emit a glowing black light. With this power, the suction force on the broken sword suddenly became stronger.
After a long tug, the sword-shaped phantom was sucked into the black broken sword like a whale sucking water.
After absorbing the sword-shaped phantom, the black light on the black broken sword became even brighter. A cheerful sword chant came, and fierce spiritual energy fluctuations came, which was far more than the previous bronze flying sword.
When Ye Piaoling saw this, he immediately put the golden light into the spirit beast bag, and shouted in Henry Zhang's mind: "Sword Demon, this is the sword demon's magic weapon, this is actually the sword demon's magic weapon!"
Ye Piaoling's voice was mixed with very complicated emotions. It was obvious that the so-called Sword Demon must be an extraordinary person. Even an outstanding figure among casual cultivators like Ye Piaoling looked like this.
"Mr. Ye, who is the sword demon?" Looking at the flying sword shining brightly in front of him, Yin Xiuxuan finally couldn't help but ask.
When Ye Piaoling heard this, he only said four words, "The devil in the sword!" Then he said a word of caution, and then fell silent.
"The devil in the sword, if Lingxiao Sword Sect is the king of swords, then the sword devil, the sword devil, is..." Yin Xiuxuan thought of a possibility, but Ye Feiling ignored him again.
After dozens of breaths, the spiritual energy fluctuations on the black broken sword slowly weakened until they disappeared. Looking from a distance, if the broken sword was not still hanging in the air, almost no one would have imagined that it had the power it had before.
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The black broken sword turned around and flew towards Yin Xiuxuan. It flew three feet away from Yin Xiuxuan. It seemed that it lost its power in an instant and fell towards the ground. Yin Xiuxuan subconsciously grabbed the flying sword and held it in his hand.
He suddenly remembered that this was not an ordinary broken sword, it was like a god of murder. However, he did not dare to let go, so he had to slowly take the broken sword and hold it in his hands.
I couldn't feel the spiritual energy fluctuations in the broken sword at all, and it seemed to be the most ordinary broken sword. "Is this what it means when a treasure hides itself?" Yin Xiuxuan thought of this, shook his head, and said: "A treasured sword.
Sword, since you have come into my hands, I think you have no objection to following me. In this case, I will put you away. If you are not willing, you can react, okay?"
After saying that, he looked at the broken sword, but there was no movement for a long time. Yin Xiuxuan nodded and put it into the storage bag on his waist. Just when he was about to put the broken sword into the latest storage bag,
He suddenly remembered the scene when the broken sword came out earlier. That gorgeous appearance had torn one of his storage bags. Thinking of this, Yin Xiuxuan respectfully put the broken sword into a petite storage bag, and even more...
Free up everything else inside.
After doing all this, Yin Xiuxuan shouted: "Mr. Ye, come out, the broken swords have been put away."
Sure enough, Ye Piaoling cursed and said: "Boy, what do you mean, do you mean that I am afraid of a broken sword? Ask it to come out and show off with me, let it know how powerful I am..."
Yin Xiuxuan hurriedly laughed and said: "Mr. Ye is trying to make a mistake. The boy is just afraid that he will hurt Mr. Ye. How can a great figure like Mr. Ye be afraid of a flying sword? Even if it is the flying sword of some kind of sword demon."
Mr. Ye, please say so!"
As soon as Ye Piaoling heard the word "Sword Demon", his yelling suddenly stopped, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "You dare to laugh at me, do you know who the Sword Demon is? I heard the reputation of the Sword Demon back then, and the ordinary golden elixir
Everyone is running away, even Yuanying is hiding as far away as possible. How dare you laugh at me? If you had been born a thousand years earlier and heard these two words, you would be so scared that you would wet your pants."
Yin Xiuxuan nodded upon hearing this, "I see, this sword demon was so powerful back then."
Ye Piaoling snorted coldly and said: "Back then, huh, the Lingxiao Sword Sect, which was one of the three righteous paths, suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Sword Demon, and had to invite many comrades to suppress the Sword Demon."
"Lingxiao Sword Sect, Lingxiao Sword Sect again, could it be that the sword demon is the peerless genius of Lingxiao Sword Sect thousands of years ago, and the person who later became possessed by the demon and whose name cannot even be mentioned?"
Ye Piaoling was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said: "You kid really knows everything, and you have kept this matter a secret. Yes, it is him, but no one knew whether he was possessed by the devil back then, but for Ling
It is true that the Xiaojian Sect, that is, the sect he originally belonged to, brought about a catastrophe. However, after so many years, no matter how heroic a hero is, there is no way he can compare to a giant that has been around for thousands of years. However, for a mere thousand years, even the names are...
Being forgotten is really pitiful after all!"
When Yin Xiuxuan heard this emotion, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, and he immediately said: "I wonder what the name of that sword demon is?"
"Sword Demon, Demon among Swords, Sword among Demons, all names are probably just another code name for him. Since you want to know, it might as well tell you. When Sword Demon entered the Lingxiao Sword Sect,
His name was 'Li Shaobai'. But ten years after he started, his fellow disciples stopped calling him by his real name and called him 'Sword Immortal'. However, a hundred years later, everyone called him 'Sword Demon'."
"Li Shaobai, Sword Immortal, Sword Demon!" Yin Xiuxuan remembered these three names or titles in his mind.
Picking up the broken bronze flying sword, at a casual glance, I discovered something strange in it. Sure enough, as Ye Piaoling said, this bronze flying sword is not made of magic weapon or even a spiritual weapon. At best,
It's just a high-grade magic weapon. From this point of view, the power of this bronze flying sword lies only in the sword spirit.
However, with materials of this level, the Golden Spirit Sword can be damaged with one blow under the action of the sword spirit. Just imagine if its material had been replaced by a spiritual weapon, Yin Xiuxuan himself would have inevitably died if the sword was broken.
Touching the cracks on the golden spirit sword with lingering fear, Yin Xiuxuan put the two pieces of the bronze sword into the storage bag, cleaned up the surroundings, and finally found some scattered spirit stones and bone pills of unknown uses.
After using the flying sword to cut off the soil on the side and filling the potholes randomly, the battlefield was finally cleared. Although there were a few mistakes in the process and he was not able to get any benefits from Qingsong as expected, Yin Xiuxuan was not depressed at all.
.The discovery of the black broken sword was enough to satisfy him.
After some calculations, this trip took several hours. Although he asked Ye Piaoling to use his spiritual consciousness to cover up the fighting and spiritual energy fluctuations below, it is inevitable that someone will come down to investigate after a long time, so it is indeed difficult to stay here for a long time.
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Stepping on the flying sword, Yin Xiuxuan flicked the sword light and flew out of the pit. He quickly found the direction of the Dragon City Immortal City. He lowered his head and looked at the deep pit created by the self-destruction of the ghost under his feet, and looked towards the Dragon City without a trace of nostalgia.