"Damn it, it's not good!"
Seeing the dark aura of sword energy spreading out, Meng Jing quickly tightened his grip on Long Ji.
He swung his sword and struck at the incoming sword energy.
If such an attack at the Spirit Emperor level is not guarded against, I am afraid it will be affected.
boom!
A ray of sword energy went down, but the incoming sword energy was still there!
"Damn it, he's so difficult to deal with!"
Meng Jing cursed secretly, and after a moment, poured black flames of nothingness into Long Ji again.
Nearly half of the spiritual energy in the body was used on this last blow. Whether it works or not depends on this last blow!
Thinking about it, a black sword energy was swung out!
boom!
The two completely different sword energies collided and made a violent roar.
Then, there was an earthquake.
I saw that the old man's sword energy was as easy as cutting through a piece of white paper, and it directly resolved Meng Jing's sword energy.
Then he attacked in the direction of the woman and Meng Jing.
"not good!"
Xiyue's eyelids jumped and her heart trembled when she saw the sword energy that came from the Spirit Emperor realm.
This opponent's strength is much higher than mine!
If you want to resist, it will be difficult even if you risk your own life!
Suddenly, the young man came to him.
He suddenly raised the sword in his hand and moved his arms forward to block.
"Damn it, Long Ji, can you still hold on?"
Meng Jing asked.
I used nearly half of my strength but couldn't block the opponent's sword wave. This is too terrifying!
Feeling the rapid heating of Long Ji's sword, Meng Jing was worried that Long Ji wouldn't be able to bear it.
Therefore, concern asked.
"Buzz buzz【Master, I... can still do it!】"
Long Ji's trembling voice came.
"No, you'd better go back!"
After listening, Meng Jing frowned slightly.
After saying that, before Long Ji could say anything, she took Long Ji back into her space backpack again.
Long Ji's voice was trembling a little as she spoke, and she still insisted on saying that it was okay.
When Long Ji couldn't hold on any longer, Meng Jing didn't know what to do!
Therefore, we can only use Long Ji instead!
After putting Long Ji back into her backpack, the wave of swords hit her directly.
With a "poof" sound, Meng Jing vomited out a large mouthful of blood and retreated continuously.
Xiyue also saw something was wrong, and quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Are you okay?"
Xiyue asked with concern.
"fine!"
Meng Dingding nodded and wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't expect that the other party would be so powerful.
My strength is still too weak!
A person in the realm of a great spiritual master is simply not good enough in front of a strong person in the spiritual emperor realm.
"Oh? Are you also a demon weapon refiner?"
The old man saw that the sword energy swung by the young man on the ground was also black, and he couldn't help but asked curiously.
However, this black energy did not carry the aura of their demon clan.
Therefore, he also asked.
"Haha, I'm not!"
Meng Jing smiled coldly and looked at the Thousand Demonic Blades in the old man's hand. The current Thousand Demonic Blades can no longer be called the Thousand Demonic Blades!
Not to mention Feng Ge.
At this time, the sword in the old man's hand was completely black, and a black and terrifying aura was constantly flowing from the sword.
Every breath was laced with outrageous screams.
"Buzz buzz [Is this strength?]"
Feeling as if he had changed into a different person, Demonic Thousand Blades was also surprised.
Soon, there was a sword cry in the old man's hand.
The improvement of my strength is completely entrusted by this old man. It can be seen that this old man is not simple!
Therefore, making the sound of sword clanging is to recognize the master.
The old man smiled coldly and looked at Xiyue below.
"Lord Saint, it seems that I have come at the right time. This spiritual weapon of yours belongs to me!"
Xiyue chuckled, full of disdain, "I, Xiyue, despise a spiritual weapon that even the owner wants to kill. Today, Fengge and I will cut off contact!"
As she spoke, Xiyue bit her fingertips, and a drop of blood-red blood fell to the ground.
Originally, the signed contract was mutual.
It is very simple to change the owner of a spiritual weapon. All you need to do is make a sword sound and acknowledge the owner's strength.
But the relationship between the host and the spiritual weapon is that the essence and blood need to be dripped onto the spiritual weapon to truly complete the contract.
After completing the contract, a new drop of blood essence will be produced in the body again.
And this drop of essence and blood is the connection between the host and the spiritual weapon.
Relying on this connection, each other can know what the other person is thinking.
Once this drop of essence and blood is eliminated from the body, it means that the relationship between the spiritual weapon and the host has come to an end, and there will never be any contact in the future.
This approach is equivalent to you walking on your Yangguan Road, and I walking on my single-plank bridge, without knowing each other.
"Haha, Lady Saint is so generous! You are willing to give your treasure to me!"
"Ha, be careful of this guy betraying you in the end!"
Seeing a drop of Xiyue's essence and blood fall on the ground, the old man also replied, but he just laughed.
Then, he stretched out his finger, pointed it at the sharp edge of the sword, and slid it.
A tiny cut appeared on the fingertip.
Soon, the black long sword trembled, and the aura on its body surged again.
"Buzz buzz [Thank you, master, I wonder what your new name is?]"
The old man nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and then said: "From now on, your name will be Black Spirit Sword!"
"Buzz buzz [Thank you, Master, for the name! It's just...]"
The Black Spirit Sword paused and glanced at the young man and woman below.
"Why are you planning to kill them?"
The old man asked.
The sword trembled and he nodded.
"No, your previous master's identity and background are too great. If I kill her, I'm afraid she will be wanted by the Xuanwu Empire!"
Under the purple robe, the old man showed a troubled expression, and then shook his head.
The status of the saint in the Xuanwu Empire is extremely high. If you dare to kill the saint, you are an existence that does not want to live.
"Buzz buzz [Can this young man do it? Master]"
After Black Spirit Sword finished speaking, the old man glanced at him.
This young man was wearing extremely simple clothes. Just after receiving the sword blow, his abdomen was cut directly.
At this moment, he was bleeding and his face was pale.
However, looking at that young man's appearance, I always felt that I had seen him somewhere before, but I couldn't remember it for a while.
Then, the old man waved his hand with a casual expression.
"This young man doesn't have any background, but it always feels like deja vu. You hurry up and solve it. After solving it, we still have a mission!"
The Black Spirit Sword nodded and turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the sky.
Just as the black spirit sword was about to attack Meng Jing, an ancient voice sounded in Sujia Square.
"Are those who dare to touch me seeking death?"
"I'm afraid even if you give Li Tianxuan, the leader of the Demon Clan, ten courages, you wouldn't dare!"
