Wu Yong looked at the fierce ghost opposite and said calmly: "It should be the sword spirit of Muramasa, the demon sword. This sword has killed too many people, and the accumulated resentment has produced spiritual objects in it."
ah.
Dao Ling.
No one has ever heard that such a thing exists.
Wu Yong muttered: "This sword spirit seems to be very powerful. It controls the demon sword Muramasa by itself. It is estimated that it will be very troublesome even if it is even halfway to the divine realm."
Ishikawa Emi's jaw suddenly dropped.
It will be troublesome even if you encounter the half-step god realm.
Wouldn't that be terrible?
She said nervously: "Then what should we do now? Can we let it go back or re-seal the demon sword Muramasa?"
Wu Yong shook his head: "It's no longer possible, the formation has been broken. I guess it was my attempt to destroy the demon sword just now and wake it up from inside. The only solution now is to clean it up."
Ishikawa Emi was a little desperate.
It's troublesome even to reach the semi-divine realm.
How do I clean it up...
Wu Yong's words had just finished.
The fierce ghost held the demon sword Muramasa and swung the sword towards Wu Yong.
Hula.
A huge sword energy that is tens of meters long and three to four meters wide is almost ready to solidify.
The moment the knife is drawn.
The smell of blood pervades the entire space.
Behind the fierce ghosts, there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and Wu Yong could even hear the screams of countless fierce ghosts.
I'll go.
So awesome!
Ning Rou and the others are still a long way away from Yaodao Muramasa.
But the moment the knife was drawn out, the smell of blood was so oppressive that they had difficulty breathing.
One can imagine.
How much pressure must Wu Yong face?
Ning Rou suddenly became nervous.
She secretly prayed: Nothing will happen to Wu Yong!
"Collect it from me!"
But seeing Wu Yong extremely calm, he took out a small gourd from his body and shouted loudly.
That's right.
This gourd is exactly the Yin Yang gourd.
The yin and yang gourd is the most powerful thing to restrain the yin soul.
First there is the Ghost Witch Clan, and then there is the Ghost King Sect.
Anything with ghost characters.
Anyone who encounters Wu Yong has to consider himself unlucky.
The evil ghost in front of me was no exception.
It is the demon sword Muramasa, something formed by the blood of tens of thousands of people and the condensed resentment.
Extremely strong.
It is estimated that when Yu Benlei encounters it, he will become a dead soul under the sword, which will make the demon sword Muramasa's strength even further.
But in front of the Yin Yang Gourd.
It doesn't even have a chance to resist.
Hula.
After Wu Yong opened the mouth of the gourd.
A strong suction force came, and Li Gui was sucked in instantly.
The sword spirit of the demon sword Muramasa.
Before it even touched Wu Yong's clothes, it disappeared without a trace.
Clang.
The demon sword Muramasa fell to the ground helplessly.
After being sucked into the Yin-Yang Gourd, the evil ghost tried to resist, but the Yin-Yang Gourd only vibrated more and then stopped moving.
A slight smile appeared on Wu Yong's lips.
He knew it in his heart.
That fierce ghost with astonishing strength.
Now the original spiritual consciousness has been wiped out by the Yin and Yang Gourd, and it has become an ownerless thing.
That is to say.
Wu Yong can release it just like commanding other ghosts to deal with enemies he may encounter.
With its strength that is nearly half a step into the divine realm.
Will definitely become Wu Yong's right-hand man.
“This trip is still rewarding.”
Wu Yong smiled and muttered to himself with satisfaction.
When he turned to look at Demon Sword Muramasa.
I unexpectedly caught Emi Ishikawa's gaze.
I saw Emi Ishikawa's mouth wide open, her eyes as wide as bells, and it seemed like there were four big characters written on her face - I was shocked.
"Are you so surprised?" Wu Yong asked casually.
Ishikawa Emi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Of course I was so surprised.
That fierce ghost has the strength of half a step into the divine realm.
The moment the knife is drawn.
With her strength as a martial arts master, she couldn't help but feel fear in her heart.
However.
Less than two seconds.
The evil ghost disappeared.
Wu Yong said he would clean it up, and he really did.
Her heart was not only shocked but also shocked.
Seeing her strong reaction, Wu Yong smiled slightly and picked up the demon sword Muramasa.
When I bought it, there was still a sense of hostility coming from it.
But after accepting the evil ghost.
This anger is obviously not as bad as before.
Wu Yong casually channeled some Chaos Qi and suppressed the violent energy.
"It seems that after the sword spirit was taken away, this sword is no longer as vicious as before and can no longer affect my state of mind."
He tried two swings.
Hula.
The sword energy is still as sharp as ever.
Wu Yong suddenly thought about it.
He thought to himself: Anyway, I can't destroy it for the time being, so I might as well take it away.
As soon as this thought comes up, it will flood like algae in an instant.
He held the sword in his hand with his backhand, and said to Ishikawa Emi in a deep voice: "You saw it just now, the demon sword Muramasa was stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people, and the ghost it formed has been taken away by me. It is no longer the same sword as before.
, I am unable to destroy it, so I plan to take it away for safekeeping temporarily, do you have any objection?"
Ishikawa Emi looked helpless.
Even if she has an opinion, she doesn't dare to say it.
It would be great if you can save your own life.
She could only say: "I have no objection."
In this way, Wu Yong felt more at ease.
He knelt down and took out a few silver needles.
What did Emi Ishikawa think Wu Yong was going to do.
Instinctively dodge back.
Wu Yong clicked on her, and she couldn't move for an instant.
"Don't be nervous, I'll just take care of your injuries."
As he spoke, Wu Yong's hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, and he gently twisted the silver needle into her body, using the acupuncture technique of the Taiyi Divine Needle.
Buzz.
The silver needle trembled rapidly.
The pain in Ishikawa Emi's body was instantly relieved and she felt much more relaxed.
"Although I don't like to see Japanese people, I have to say that you are quite special. I hope that next time we meet, we will no longer be opposites."
After a brief minute.
Wu Yong finished acupuncture and took back the silver needle.
Then he untied Ishikawa Emi's acupuncture points: "Get out of here."
After saying that, he walked towards Ning Rou and Ning Rou without looking back.
Helped them pull out the silver needles from their bodies.
Whoosh.
The two of them were still breathing heavily.
Zheng Yan gave a thumbs up and said: "That's awesome! It's really awesome! If I guess correctly, you must be Senior Wu!"
Wu Yong asked curiously: "Do you know my name?"
Zheng Yan nodded repeatedly and said with admiration: "I have heard about your scene at the top of Baiyun Mountain a long time ago. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I heard it mentioned by my family. It was really heart-wrenching, like Lian Yu Benlei's
All the great masters died under your sword, you are truly the number one person under the divine realm!"
The first person under the realm of gods?
hehe.
This is already a thing of the past.
He has now reached the Qi Refining Realm, which is comparable to the real God Realm.
Of course, there was no need for him to tell Zheng Yan these words.
Just laugh at Zheng Yan's words.
He said: "God knows what happened today and you know it. I hope you won't mention it to others after you go up. I don't want to cause any unnecessary trouble."
Zheng Yan nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know, I know. Don't worry, Senior Wu, I won't talk too much." (To be continued)