Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 462 Turning a Sword into a Knife
The black mist on the surface of You Ming's body surged violently, turning into countless black butterflies and flying in all directions, before disappearing into the air in a blink of an eye.

Nian Tianxia looked at his arms covered with blood, his face expressionless. These blood stains were the only traces left behind after You Ming's death.

Bian Lingquan said with a smile on his face: "The majestic Lord of the Three Immortals, the prince of the Great Zhou Empire, how could he easily lose his cultivation? The world is really ignorant."

Nian Tianxia lowered his blood-stained arm, glanced at the unsteady King Qi beside him, and said, "You should know what I want."

Bian Lingquan said, "You were the one who wanted to kill him. I didn't make any deal with you."

Nian Tianxia's eyes gradually turned cold, and he said: "My current cultivation may not be able to suppress you, but if we try hard, we will all die."

Bian Lingquan shook his head, with a trace of regret on his face, and said: "Family affection is really a disgusting thing. Is it worth it for your younger brother who is a traitor?"

King Qi's face suddenly changed, and the thoughts in his heart swept away like waves.

Nian Tianxia didn't speak, but stretched out another clean left hand.

Bian Lingquan stared into his eyes and said: "I can give you the complete Xuanxue Youshu, but you have to come back and continue to work for me."

Nian Tianxia frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Bian Lingquan smiled slightly, turned around and stretched out his finger to the direction of the distant East China Sea, and said, "Jinglan Secret Realm is our opportunity."

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Chaotian City is very busy, and Tang Ge is repairing the Zhuxian Formation.

The depths of the East China Sea are very busy, several Taiqing Realm powerhouses have arrived one after another, but they can't think of a way to deal with the Jinglan Secret Realm.

These are the two biggest events happening in the Kunlun world at present, and there are two other small events that are always being paid attention to.

Mountain Lord's injury.

Snow Maiden's injury.

During the quiet waiting process, there may be good results, but most people don't think that the Kunlun world will usher in such a bright future.

Because of the appearance of the fierce beast Qiongqi, because of the appearance of the Jinglan Secret Realm, and because of the ambition of the mountain master, the most serious thing is that the seven-star catastrophe is about to come.

A sword light streaked across the land of ten thousand mountains in the southern land, and did not cause any disturbance in the Kunlun world, because no one would care, but this sword light is so pure and powerful, it is second to none in the world.

Jianguang appeared out of thin air from Meiling, traveled north all the way, crossed the sky over the land of thousands of mountains, and finally appeared under a big tree outside Tongxiang City.

A short boy in white clothes, with an innocent and immature aura on his face, and a sword light radiating from his whole body, making him look translucent.

His face was exquisite and smooth, but upon closer inspection, there were countless extremely small cracks, as if porcelain was on the verge of shattering after being struck.

What's even more weird is that his feet are suspended in the air, a little distance from the ground, just floating like this.

"Bah! What a bad luck!"

The young man spat, of course it was just for show, he naturally couldn't salivate like a human being, he looked at the city in the north, and said: "First, I was almost refined by that old guy, and then I was almost refined by that later young man." Take it away, that black lake is really cold, I didn't expect to see the same kind, but that red sword spirit is really ugly!"

He murmured to himself, his words didn't match the words, but it was so natural.

Tongxiang City is less than five miles away, and you can faintly feel the atmosphere of the world. I don't know when, the city suddenly becomes lively. I don't know who's married, and whose birthday is held?

The boy's eyes were bright and pure, and he stretched out his white hand like jade and waved lightly, all the sword light on the surface of his body was absorbed into his body, and the originally translucent body gradually solidified, and then his feet touched the ground.

Only then did he realize that he had no shoes.

Although she is a little smaller, she looks like a jade tree facing the wind and a beautiful face in a prosperous age.

The boy stretched out his hand and touched his cheek. Those cracks were already hidden under the skin, but he knew that those dark wounds still existed.

First, he was forcibly devoured and refined by You Dongjie, the patriarch of Yunjian Sect. Although he was unsuccessful, he also lost most of his sword energy. Later, he was almost caught by Tang Ge. The passage came here from the ghost world.

He is the sword spirit under the sword pool.

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Maybe You Dongjie didn't know that he hadn't completely refined the sword spirit, but was deceived by the illusion created by the sword spirit.

After Tang Ge killed You Dongjie, the broken world in the pot did not trap the sword spirit who wanted to escape.

Although the current sword spirit is much weaker than it was in its heyday, it is still strong.

He walked into Tongxiang City, because he didn't wear shoes, and because he was so handsome, he attracted a lot of attention. He was a little dazed, but soon his bewilderment turned into excitement, because he felt that he seemed to like this kind of attention. a feeling of.

On the long street, he suddenly stopped, and a strange feeling quietly emerged from the bottom of his heart, and it was not because of the many eyes around him.

So, he disappeared in place out of thin air, like a bubble being popped, without leaving any traces, leaving only those panicked and stunned people.

Back then, many strong men spent a lot of effort to find the entrance of the ancient underground city ruins, but the sword spirit easily found it.

He floated above the underground ruins, his eyes swept over, no emotion could be seen on his face, but the corners of his mouth were drawn deeper and deeper, looking very dissatisfied.

Entering here is entirely out of curiosity. Since the day he was born, he has been sealed under the sword pool. Now he has entered the world for the first time. He came here after feeling something strange, but there are ruins in front of him.

If he knew what happened here many years ago, he should find it interesting, right?

A jet of black knife light suddenly rose into the sky from the ruins in the northwest corner of the ruins, shaking countless broken stones into powder with fierce intent.

The sword spirit looked over, with a pure smile on his face, and then turned into a sword light and floated over the ruins in an instant, and came to the jet-black sword light.

The ruins are like a basin, with a deep pit in the middle, and a figure sitting cross-legged, with a dark straight knife suspended above the figure's head. The lines on the knife are like intertwined tree roots.

Black light filled the air, filled with endless sword energy.

"It's amazing!"

The sword spirit floated in the air, condescendingly looking down at the knife and that person, and rubbing his nose thoughtfully.

"Who?"

Until now, that figure didn't realize that someone was coming, and rushed into the air in an instant, holding the dark straight knife, pointed at the sword spirit and said, "Who are you?"

Jian Ling looked at the murderous man in front of him, folded his arms helplessly and said, "You're really irritable, what's your name?"

The man said, "Yuan Che."

He is the descendant of the legendary sword saint, and the sword in his hand is naturally the ghost of the magic weapon.

Sword Spirit nodded, staring at the knife in his hand, with a greedy smile on his face, and said: "This knife is very good!"

Yuan Che shouted coldly: "Who the hell are you?"

The sword spirit said proudly: "I am a sword spirit, and it is an honor for you to meet him in this life!"

Yuan Che was startled, his pupils shrank unconsciously, and said, "You are a sword spirit, why are you so interested in the ghost sword?"

The sword spirit thought for a while, and said: "Well... In your words, it should be called... There is no distinction between teaching and learning. I feel that this knife needs me."

In fact, he needs the ghost sword. In his current state, it is difficult to exist in the state of a spirit body for too long, so he must find the carrier as soon as possible.

Yuan Che's eyes became very strange, he slowly put down the ghost knife, and after a moment of silence, he said, "What do you mean?"

The sword spirit coughed dryly, and said, "I can feel wronged, turn the sword into a knife, and be the knife spirit of this knife, would you like to?"

(End of this chapter)