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Chapter 2924 The great man Ximen Hao!

Sword Spirit Valley, beside the water pool.

Ximen Hao no longer knows how many times he has practiced the secret technique silently. Even his abnormal body can't bear it and his fingers are cramping.

The base spirit under the bloodthirsty sword closed its eyes, as if asleep.

"Hurry up, bitch, hurry up, I'm feeling it now."

The mean spirit's tone is urgent, and people who don't understand the truth will inevitably misunderstand.

"How much difference is there? Master Hao is already dead and doesn't feel anything."

Ximen Hao suddenly stopped and pinched his fingers back and forth with both hands.

"Qiang!"

The bloodthirsty sword froze, and the blood light disappeared, revealing the base spirit inside.

"Why did you stop? How long has it been? You are really not good at it."

The mean spirit looked at Ximen Hao with resentment, saying what he said was so... mean!

"No, let's take a rest. You should also take a rest."

Ximen Hao took out a cigar and threw it to Jian Ling, blocking his mouth first before talking.

And he first took a top-quality magic elixir, and then lit a cigar.

"Are you a man saying you can't do it? Can't you? If you can't do it, I won't follow you!"

The mean spirit lit the cigar in a mean manner, and then gave Ximen Hao a wink.

"I... can't be bothered to care about you."

Ximen Hao was too lazy to pay attention to this little bitch and closed his eyes to recover his strength.

Jian Ling looked at Ximen Hao, his eyes shining like a thief.

"You little bitch, that's good! Not only are you not afraid of me, but you can still hold on for such a long time. I was almost conquered by you. You are much stronger than the guy before!"

It turns out that she was angry with Ximen Hao on purpose, or else she was a bitch!

Although she is mean, some of the true disciples who came here have thought of conquering her. After all, as long as they are not fools, all the sword spirits here are afraid of her, and they also know that she is the strongest sword spirit!

After smoking a cigar, the elixir was almost absorbed. Ximen Hao finally regained his strength and his fingers were no longer numb.

"Okay! Go on, little bitch!"

Ximen Hao sat up straight, flicked his wrist vigorously, and grinned and moved his cheeks.

"Keke! Come on, I hope you succeed this time. If you can't subdue me, I will let all the sword spirits beat you up!"

What the mean spirit said was so mean, it made Ximen Hao's heart go cold.

"Stop talking nonsense, you little bitch! Watch your moves!"

Ximen Hao shouted loudly and continued to use secret techniques.

"Oooh! You are so fierce! But... sister likes it so much! Geez..."

The mean spirit let out a series of laughs in the bloody light, which made Ximen Hao's body crawl with goosebumps.

The operation to conquer the lowly spirits continued, but this time Ximen Hao felt that the suction power of his bloodthirsty sword was getting stronger and stronger.

The mean smile on the mean spirit's face finally began to disappear, and what remained was only solemnity.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."

The sword spirits hiding in the wooden house appeared outside one by one. There were men and women, old and young, spirit beasts, spirit birds, and humans. There were twenty or thirty of them!

These sword spirits are all top-level sword spirits, which is why Xue Wu asked Ximen Hao to come to the innermost place, because this is where the top-level sword spirits gather!

If some people can't stand the resistance from the outside and just accept a sword spirit, they will miss out on the top sword spirits here.

These sword spirits walked over slowly. If it weren't for the offensive aura in them, Ximen Hao would definitely run away.

"Come on! Come on! Come on..."

About thirty sword spirits cheered for Ximen Hao softly, clenching their fists and swinging their arms downwards.

They have long been fed up with the oppression of this lowly spirit. He often scolds people lightly, and sometimes he will take off their body parts and swallow them if they are unhappy, or even swallow them whole!

No one can offend this lowly spirit, because when they were thrown here, the lowly spirit was already the king here.

Ximen Hao moved faster and faster under the encouragement of a group of sword spirits, and even his body was filled with blood-red spiritual power.

"Qiang!!!"

The bloodthirsty sword in the air trembled violently, and even the Tianji Umbrella beside him trembled slightly. After all, they were one!

"Hurry! Hurry! I'm going to be taken in! Little bitch, hurry up! Run faster!"

The base spirit finally waited until someone could subdue him and shouted excitedly.

"Mad! Little bitch! Come in!"

Ximen Hao shouted loudly, stood up suddenly, and fired a series of spiritual power at the bloodthirsty sword, and the hand technique was still a secret technique.

"Buzz!"

The bloody light of the bloodthirsty sword was strong, and then with a "clang" sound, the bloodthirsty sword stabbed the base spirit.

The base spirit did not dodge, but looked up at the bloodthirsty sword flying down and shouted:

"You little bitch! Your sword is a bit small!"

"Then be bigger!"

"Qiang!"

The bloodthirsty sword instantly grew in size, and then stabbed the base spirit on the head.

However, it did not penetrate it, but sucked the base spirit into it.

"brush!"

The base spirit finally disappeared, and the bloodthirsty sword quickly rolled in the air.

"Kekeke! Kekeke! Sister finally has a nest! This sword is good, really good! Hey! You little sword spirits, are you envious of me?"

The bloodthirsty sword was flying in the air, and the evil spirit's laughter was emitting from within.

"Finally gone! What a good man!"

"Plop!"

An old sword spirit knelt directly on the ground and bowed to Ximen Hao.

"What a good man! I finally got that bitch!"

"A benefactor! A great benefactor..."

The sword spirits bowed to Ximen Hao again and again, with tears of gratitude, as if Ximen Hao had avenged the murder of their father for them!

"Master! Quickly shed blood to recognize the master! Prevent the sword spirit from betraying!"

Xiao Xiaoxi's voice sounded in his mind, which was also mentioned in the secret technique. It was reminding Ximen Hao.

Because at this time, Ximen Hao had been carried away by joy and forgot the most important things.

Ximen Hao suddenly woke up, his heart moved, and the bloodthirsty sword flew into his hand.

Without thinking, he directly cut his eyebrow with the bloodthirsty sword.

"Stop, little bitch! This isn't fun anymore..."

"Buzz!"

The blood of the bloodthirsty sword shines brightly, and the blood essence is absorbed instantly.

"You little bitch! You actually recognize your master! Your uncle..."

"Ding! Congratulations, master! Obtained the top sword spirit (mean spirit)! Successfully recognized the master! Became the master of the sword spirit!"

"Hehe! Little bastard, do you think Master Hao is stupid? Are you waiting for your backlash if you don't recognize your master?"

Ximen Hao grabbed the Bloodthirsty Sword and reached out to stroke it.

"You little bitch! Don't touch me!"

The mean spirit cursed.

"Damn! This is Master Hao's spiritual sword!"

Ximen Hao shouted back.

"But now it belongs to my sister, and I have become one with it."

"Hmph! Then I am your master too! Come out! Meet the master later!"

Ximen Hao glared at the bloodthirsty sword and scolded.

"brush!"

The mean spirit appeared, saluted Ximen Hao and said:

"The mean spirit has met the mean master."

"Why is it so convoluted?"

Ximen Hao scratched his head and then looked at Jian Ling. (To be continued)


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