It took another two breaths for Li Boxen to realize that it was not "quiet" - there were still sounds of wind and snow around him, but it was just because they were so insignificant compared to what he heard just now that it seemed silent.
At this time, Xu Cheng had just walked two steps away from him and stood down. He was not in a hurry to retrieve the sword, but said, "It's really rare to be able to hold this sword for so long."
His tone of voice was much calmer now, without the arrogance and arrogance he had before. But Li Boxen could no longer feel the two powers in his body at this time, and he didn't know when they receded. But he still held the sword and knife, motionless.
He didn't know if it was the true spirit on the magic sword that helped him repel the power on the hilt, but didn't Xu Cheng say it was "dead"?
With this thought in mind, he couldn't help but glance at Xu Cheng.
Seeing his eyes roll, Xu Cheng seemed quite surprised and said, "Oh? It turns out he's stronger than I thought. That's good, the Sword God will be very satisfied."
After saying this, he picked up a stone from the ground. Li Boxen thought he was going to shoot him, and just as he was about to take action, he saw Xu Cheng tossing the stone in his hand, catching it, and tossing it again.
He was stunned—Is Xu Cheng playing?
The next moment I remembered that this person was only seventeen years old, so he was actually still a teenager. But he had behaved so cunningly and viciously before that it was impossible to associate him with that age. Until now... I feel like everyone is dead, and I have been restrained by this sword, so I have shown some of my true nature at this age.
Xu Cheng threw the stones twice, raised his hand, and smashed the stones into the corpse of a soldier. Then he sighed as if he was bored: "Oh. You can still listen to me, right? Looking at you today, I'm surprised. Reminds me of my old self.”
"When you got this sword on Wujing Mountain, you should have felt very happy - you felt that you could be a spiritual master and be different from now on. To be honest, I also thought the same way when I first got this sword. .”
"But you should be happy for nothing. Let me tell you, this sword was refined with the true spirit of Emperor Chunyuan——"
When he said this, he suddenly shut up. It was as if he felt that speaking like this was belittling his identity. He glanced at Li Bochen again and said coldly: "Hmph, why are I telling you this? After a while, the sword god gets the true spirit on your sword, and I will refine you into an iron soldier."
"I got the true spirit from the sword"... Does this mean that this sword was originally meant to absorb the power from the magic sword and refine it? But he actually lost?
Li Bochen knew that he was restrained just now and those soldiers died tragically because he knew too little about such things. But how can ordinary people understand everything? Not even Ye Chengchou mentioned this. Although he wanted to tear Xu Cheng into pieces, he also knew that now was a rare opportunity, so he hissed: "Who is Emperor Chunyuan...?"
Hearing that he actually spoke, Xu Cheng seemed startled and frowned: "Can you speak!?"
Li Bochen didn't know how to answer so that he could be flawless, but it didn't matter if his mind was seen through. The worst he could do was keep fighting. He said: "It's just...the wind and snow are getting louder...what can you do to me..."
When he said this, he bit the tip of his tongue cruelly and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Xu Cheng seemed relieved and sneered: "That's the true spirit in the refining knife. Originally, you didn't have to suffer this, it was Ye Chengchou who should have done it. It's a pity that your fate is so good... It should be better to say it differently." "
"As for Emperor Chunyuan?" Xu Cheng looked him up and down again, thought about something, and then said, "You must have never heard of him. That was a spiritual god before the current Sixth Emperor, but he was killed It died. Its true spirit was also split and refined, becoming a suit of armor and a sword."
Li Bochen heard "a pair of armor" and subconsciously turned to look at his own armor. Xu Cheng burst out laughing: "Idiot, are you worthy of this outfit?"
He snorted again: "But that Emperor Chunyuan has even his true spirit refined, so naturally he is completely dead - so your sword is also dead. As for my sword... it is also my master Feng Xue The sword god is transformed into a part of the true spirit. But my lord is high in the heavens and has the same life span as the heaven and the earth. This divine sword and I are equivalent to her avatar in the living world, so naturally she is alive."
In fact, Li Boxen still wanted to ask, but if he asked again, he would make Xu Cheng suspicious. At least now he figured out the origin of this magic sword - it was transformed into a part of the true spirit of an ancient spiritual god named Chunyuan Emperor. Xu Cheng said it was "dead", but it was with the power of this knife that he could wake up... So it is actually still alive?
But don’t think about that for now. He thought to himself, Xu Cheng, it’s time for you to pay with blood. He gently raised the little finger of his left hand, and felt no resistance before leaving the hilt of the sword, knowing that the sword no longer posed a threat. Then he suddenly lowered his hand and nailed the thin sword to the ground.
Although his strength was not at its peak at this time, it was still 50% or 60% restored. The thin sword was extremely sharp, so at this moment, more than half of its blade was buried in the ground.
Seeing him suddenly move his hand, Xu Cheng's eyes flashed with surprise. At this moment, I still haven't figured out why Li Boxen was able to move. But the next moment, Li Boxen suddenly raised his hand, and the magic knife slashed upwards towards Xu Cheng's left leg. When he made this move, he stepped on the ground again, making the thin sword completely submerge into the ground.
The two of them were less than two steps away from each other, but Xu Cheng lowered his guard again. No matter how quick and agile his reaction was, he couldn't avoid the blow - Zheng was stabbed solidly!
He immediately flew back and took four or five steps at once. But this time, he could no longer dance in the wind like a snowflake like before - as soon as he landed on the ground, his body tilted and he fell. Only then did I see that his left leg was still standing in place, with the fracture extremely smooth. Xu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly let out a scream. At this time, blood started to pour out from the root of his left leg and the severed part of the leg!
Li Bochen flew forward and kicked his broken leg away. After Xu Cheng screamed, he immediately touched the broken knife on the ground. Seeing his leg flying over, he raised his hand to split it open. But he seemed to realize that it was his own leg, so he paused, only to be hit in the chest by a leg, and the knife in his hand fell off.
His reaction was really off the mark. But Li Bochen could understand his mood at this moment - he felt that he was young and promising, and was a proud man of heaven. He thought he had a chance to win, but suddenly one of his legs was broken! Even if he was involved in such a thing, he would be stunned.
However, he didn't want to make Xu Cheng's mistake just now, so he had already strode in front of him and slashed his neck with a knife.
Xu Cheng's face turned pale with horror, his waist and abdomen curled up, and he moved aside like a fish. However, the speed of his movements was no longer as fast as before. His right foot did not escape and was chopped off by Li Boxen again.
He burst into tears from the pain and shouted: "Sword God! Sword God, save me!!"
He shouted again: "Come here! Come here!"
