The owner of this magic weapon shop is very cruel

Chapter 46 Sword Power

Black flames wrapped around Xia Rou and ignited fiercely. She was supported by her spiritual sword and stood on one foot by the small lake. Her straight body was like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

At this time, Shan Yan saw that Xia Rou could not be moved, so he also took other measures. He first caused the black smoke to rise again on the lake, and then turned it into a line to connect to Xia Rou, and finally along with the black smoke on her body The flames were all wrapped up.

Shan Yan said coldly at the same time: "My body is here, and the gap in the seal is still open. As long as the fire of your sword is still burning, my body can keep escaping the soul, although the cost is a bit high. But in the end, it will be you who loses your soul first!"

The soul he has now escaped is completely separated from the main body. The more it escapes, the weaker the main body will be, and if the escaped soul does not merge with other souls, it will quickly dissipate, and even if After fusion, he won't exist for too long, so if possible, Mountain Nightmare doesn't want to lose too many souls.

Xia Rou's expression became a little ferocious because of the pain, but her eyes became brighter and brighter, like stars shining in the night sky. She looked at the black mist on the lake, raised the spiritual sword in her hand and slashed hard, "I will try my best. Just do what I have to do, and that’s enough.”

Black sword light flew out from Xia Rou's spiritual sword, flashed past the black mist, and cut a huge gap in it.

"As long as you let me merge with your soul, you can realize your dream, and you will still have a bright future. Why? Why do you choose to lose your soul?" As the lake surface surged, a large amount of black mist floated out, instantly covering the gap. Made it up.

"For the peace and stability of the world of immortality." Xia Rou chuckled, raised her hand and struck another sword, cutting off the black mist connected to her body, and then the black flames on her body surged, covering her with the black mist. After everything was burned, Xia Rou's face became even paler at this moment, but the aura on her body became more and more powerful, like an unsheathed sword, its sharp edge revealed.

Shan Meng was silent, and the black mist that kept rising on the lake revealed that he was not at peace in his heart. How could there be so much peace and stability in the world of immortality that there were still so many people beaten to death every year?

"Of course, this is not the most important thing." Xia Rou raised her hand and swung two swords, cutting into pieces the black mist that was trying to reach out again. Then she stood by the lake with her chest raised, her broken body bursting with endless arrogance. , "The key is, I, Xia Rou, can only be me, Xia Rou. Who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to be me!"

Before he finished speaking, the black mist on the lake condensed into a huge figure with teeth and claws. Two empty eyes looked at Xia Rou, and his anger seemed to break through the sky.

Xia Rou still just raised her sword, and the black flame attached to her spiritual sword, which continued to grow in size as she swung it, and finally pierced the sea of ​​clouds, as if the entire sky was burning.

"Why do you have to do this? You will die after this sword strike!" The figure transformed from the black mist let out a shrill cry, and then the black mist on the entire lake swirled around, converging on the figure, turning it into a is even greater.

When the spirit sword was raised to the highest level, Xia Rou's aura reached its peak, and then she threw the spirit sword heavily and said loudly: "I am alone, the best in the world, and the best here!"

Feijianjue!

The spiritual sword was wrapped in black flames, and with the sound of howling wind, it pierced the chest of the black mist figure transformed by the mountain nightmare. Then the black mist on the lake seemed to be boiling, surging violently, accompanied by the mountain nightmare's shrill cry. The roars continued to turn into smoke and dissipate.

Until the entire lake surface showed black-red water again, Xia Rou's spiritual sword passed through the figure, and finally stuck straight on a purple emperor bamboo, dimming the purple light it emitted.

"How is it possible...how is it possible that your sword is so strong? Is this...the power of the sword?" Black flames ignited on Shan Yan's figure, and he covered the big hole in his chest with both hands, his voice full of surprise. .

"Oh? Is this the power of the sword? It seems that I, Xia Rou, am indeed a genius, and my master's vision is really good." After the spirit sword was released, Xia Rou seemed to have lost all her strength and fell backwards. She lay on the ground and stretched out her arms. She stretched out her hand, trying to grab something, but she only raised it halfway, and then put it down feebly. The black flames on her body were quickly extinguished, and in the end, there was only a small flame trembling slightly in the hollow of her chest. .

"But your soul can't hold on anymore. Even if you understand the power of the sword, so what, the final winner is still me." The figure transformed from the black mist became a little transparent, and his height became only a little over one meter. He stepped from the lake step by step Walking towards Xia Rou, slowly but firmly, smoke continued to rise from behind him, blending into his figure, making it clearer.

He is a soul generated from a dead soul, and was awakened by Xia Rou's sword intention. Therefore, if he can merge with Xia Rou's soul and master her death sword intention, even with this trace of soul, he can have strength comparable to his own body. , it won’t have much impact whether the main body can break through the seal by then.

And now Xia Rou's soul is about to disappear, and the Death Sword Intent will also dissipate. He can only rely on the remaining soul to find a way to unlock the seal and release his own body. Otherwise, he will not even have the power of an immortal to get out. Also a death.

Shan Yan walked up to Xia Rou, then leaned over, stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the sword fire in her chest, "It's a pity, if you had a higher cultivation level, you could chop down that purple emperor bamboo." , instead of just cutting it in half, the gap still exists. As long as the fire of your sword intention does not go out, my body can escape the soul, and once the fire of your sword intention goes out, your soul will be scattered. You Everything is in vain."

In the center of the lake, although the Purple Emperor Bamboo stabbed by the spirit sword became a little dim, it still exuded a dazzling purple light, although it was not as dazzling as the Purple Emperor Bamboo next to it. Outside the Purple Emperor Bamboo, the black and red lake water slowly faded. Fading and gradually becoming clear, this is Xia Rou's sword intention slowly fading away.

Xia Rou looked at Shan Yan's slightly distorted expression and smiled softly, then opened her mouth slightly and said feebly: "At least it makes you a lot weaker... Moreover, today's immortal cultivators have hundreds of thoughts. , you are so naive, you want to trick people into helping you unlock the seal, but it’s not that simple, don’t get caught and taken to refine weapons instead.”

"Hmph, then you won't be able to see it anymore. Say goodbye to the world of immortality that you love." Shan Yan opened his hand, resisting the burning of the sword's fire, and grabbed it.

The Death Sword Intent can condense dead souls. The reason why Xia Rou is still alive is not only due to his methods, but also due to the Death Sword Intent, including his awakening. Therefore, as long as the Death Sword Intent is extinguished, Xia Rou will also be alive. He is truly dead, but it is a pity that the Death Sword Intent coexists with Xia Rou's soul. When Xia Rou's soul is gone, the Sword Intent is also gone. Even Daluo Jinxian cannot separate the Sword Intent.

Shan Yan shook his head with regret, but Xia Rou had explored some of his memories, so as long as Xia Rou was still alive, there might be changes, so let her be freed.

Shan Yan looked at Xia Rou's expression of neither sadness nor joy, the expression on her face condensed, and then he pinched the sword fire in her chest.

But at this moment, a burst of golden light shone on him, instantly turning his body into a burst of black smoke and dissipating, leaving only a dull head floating blankly in the white light.

At the same time, a crazy cry came from the distance, "Make me white!!!"