Fantasy Westward Journey: The Strongest Crossing

Chapter 148 Separation
The moment Zhao Bohao entered the sword, he felt a heart-piercing chill. It turned out that inside the Cold God Sword was an icy land, with howling cold wind and blade-like icicles everywhere.

"Sword core, sword core, what the hell is a sword core~"

Zhao Bohao walked around with his sword, but there was ice everywhere. As he became anxious, the sword began to tremble, and gradually became assimilated by the ice.

"Boy, hold on to your mind, unite your soul and sword, and everything will follow your heart and nature. Success or failure depends on this."

Xie Sanfeng's face suddenly changed drastically. Although he said he wanted Zhao Bohao to work hard on his own, he was always paying attention to his actions. He felt that the cheap apprentice was in danger, so he hurriedly taught him the mental formula.

"Old man, if there is something wrong with the young master, you must be the only one to ask."

Zhao Bohao hurriedly united his mind and mind, and began to feel the Changhan Shenjian with his heart, but the wind and snow howled inside the Changhan Shenjian, and the snowflakes slapped on the body of the Soul Sword like a sharp blade. Suddenly he felt a different chill, this The chill is not icy cold, but has a breath of life from melting snow to the ground.

"Master, I am indeed a genius. Let's see you run there, and the soul swords will chase after you."

The sword soul possessed by Zhao Bohao began to accelerate, piercing the frost and snow in the sky, chasing the sword core of the Cold God Sword.

Chasing and chasing, the cold sword suddenly turned from winter to spring, and the frost and snow in the sky disappeared, replaced by flowers and plants that bloomed in an instant. Zhao Bohao was a little stunned when he saw it, but he did not stop and still pursued hard.

"Boy, it's time to stop~"

Loud noises rang out from all directions, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the heavy rain came in an instant, drenching Zhao Bohao thoroughly.

"Who, who?"

Zhao Bohao's sword body trembled, and a ray of invisible sword energy floated outside the sword soul, isolating all the rainwater.

The spring feeling just now fluctuated again, and then a smaller cold-changing sword lay across the void.

"It's you, soul and sword, returning to the unity of origin."

Zhao Bohao attacked with the sword, the sword soul directly melted into the sword core, and the spring spirit disappeared for a while, frost and snow fell from the sky like a waterfall, sweeping in all directions.

"Come on~"

Zhao Bohao was blasted out of the Cold Changing Sword by the violent sword intent, and then staggered and fell to the ground.

"Boy, how is it? Did it succeed?"

Xie Sanfeng's Sword God was also knocked out along with Zhao Bohao, so he didn't know whether the cheap apprentice succeeded.

"Chenium"

A violent sword cry sounded, and then the divine sword turned into a ray of thunder, soaring between the sky and the earth. Then the divine sword shook, and endless icy air fell from the sky.

"Sword Field"

Xie Sanfeng raised his infinite sword intent in an instant, turning into a barrier reaching to heaven and earth, blasting all the icy air into pieces.

The cold energy of the Cold God Sword was destroyed, and then the sword body shook, and a Frost Divine Dragon instantly flew out from the tip of the sword, and hit the sword domain with its cold dragon breath.

"This divine sword is really powerful. It can make Tian Mengxue, and the sword energy can turn into Kun."

Sensing the might of the Frost Dragon, the old dean squeezed his sword fingers, and a burst of sword energy shot out into the sky, transforming into a force of heaven and earth in the air, and absorbed the Frost Dragon.

"Don't go crazy, accept~"

Seeing that Changhan Shenjian was about to show its power again, Xie San was in great pain, so he grabbed the void with his right hand, countless sword qi turned into a towering hand, and directly pinched it back into his hand, and then wiped the spine of the sword with his left hand, changing Hanshenjian immediately stopped berserk and returned to normal.

"Boy, take good care of your sword, don't let it go crazy."

Zhao Bohao hurriedly took back his Excalibur, but found that the Excalibur could no longer be put back into the system space.

"Old man, what trick did you use? Why can't I put my sword in my backpack?"

As soon as Zhao Bohao finished speaking, Xie San slammed a chestnut on his head, and said to him with an idiot look: "Silly you, after the soul of the sword is integrated into the body of the sword, this sword has a soul. Those with souls cannot be taken into space backpacks, how did the old man accept you, a silly apprentice."

"Damn, then you mean that the young master will carry this sword on his back every day in the future? This is too pretentious."

Zhao Bohao felt depressed for a while when he saw the majestic Changhanjian. He didn't want to show off. You must know that the pretender will always die, and only those who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers can survive to the end.

"That's not necessarily the case. As long as you can cultivate to the point where the sword body is as perfect as I said, you can absorb the divine sword at will. At that time, you can claim my name outside and call yourself the heir of the Sword Sect. Since you The simplest step has been completed, old man, it’s time for me to leave. This is the token of Jianmen. If you are in danger, tear this token apart and it will definitely keep you safe."

After Xie Sanfeng finished speaking, he threw a sword-shaped token on Zhao Bohao, then greeted the donkey in the distance, and walked slowly towards the west.

"Old man, are you leaving now?"

Zhao Bohao stared at Xie Sanfeng who was going away, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"The world is long and long, and it is difficult to understand my heart. My disciple, there is always a certain number of origins and annihilations. Don't force it."

Xie Sanfeng's pace looked extremely slow, but his speed was like a fleeting moment, and he would disappear at the end of the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"What I mean is that your master hasn't taught me martial arts yet, and the master must give me a hundred or so treasures for self-defense, and"

Old Man Xie staggered in the distance and almost fell to the ground. After he disappeared from everyone's sight, a quiet voice boomed in the air: "Disciple, you are not an official disciple of Jianmen yet. When you can do it, I will When the said sword soul enters my body, even if I am thousands of miles away, my master will come at starry night to fulfill your request just now."

"Brother Zhao, is he really the sword god, Senior Xie Sanfeng?"

After the old man walked away, the crowd surrounded Zhao Bohao in the center and began to ask questions, but most of them were Chi Guoguo's fawning and flattering.

"How do I know who he is? Xie Sanfeng is indeed a crazy old man."

Zhao Bohao held the Jianmen token in his hand and was lost in thought.

Liu Ruyan looked at Zhao Bohao stunned and began to talk about the legend of Xie Sanfeng like a river: "Speaking of which, Mr. The martial arts master later explored the ruins of the Sword Sect and obtained the Sword Sect inheritance that had been lost for many years, and then resolutely gave up his original cultivation and switched to the Sword Sect martial arts."

After hearing Liu Ruyan's words, Zhao Bohao was stunned again, he never thought that his cheap master was still a legend.

"Did you know? Before he transferred to Sword Sect, Senior Xie was considered by the world to be the genius most likely to be promoted to the Heavenly King level. His transfer to cultivation really blinded the world, and countless criticisms and former opponents followed one after another. ."

(End of this chapter)