refining sword

Chapter 61 Mutation and Mutation
Tie Jian recognized the little thing in an instant, and knew that although it had not grown completely, it had indeed produced spiritual wisdom. If it was given the opportunity to slaughter a large number of living beings in the future, it would most likely re-evolve to a new level. .

The Chijin Zijian slashed with a single sword, but it hit the air directly.

At the moment when the sword spirit submerged, the blood-colored long sword rose from the ground and flew into the sky.

"If you want to destroy my spirit sword, don't even think about it!"

Feng Qingzi didn't care about completely suppressing Jindan's injury, he reached out and grabbed the half-finished Blood Spirit Sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword started, a strong blood energy rushed into his mind, making him feel as if he had suffered a heavy hammer, his eyes were dizzy, and he stumbled and fell straight from the sky.

Just as he was about to smash into the ground, his eyes suddenly flashed with blood, regaining clarity, his body turned upside down, and he landed steadily on the ground.

However, after he stood firm, the long sword in his hand suddenly let go, out of his control, turned into a bloody light, and swept into the Jin army array.

Wherever the sword light passed, blood was flying, and hundreds of people were pierced through their hearts at once. In an instant, they were sucked out of their blood and soul, and turned into bones and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the Blood Spirit Sword was out of control and was about to start a killing ring on his own, Feng Qingzi hurriedly grabbed the sword with his fingers and grabbed it in the void.

The blood spirit sword's flying momentum suddenly stagnated, as if trapped in an invisible cage, unable to move at all.

Feng Qingzi took a few steps out of the void, his figure came to the side of the sword, and he raised his finger and flicked on the sword.

"Zheng" sounded sharply.

The blood spirit sword was trembling, and it seemed that it was very unwilling to be tamed, and it was still struggling.

"Don't make trouble again!" Feng Qingzi held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and made a mark in the void in the other hand, and said indifferently.

The blood spirit sword was struck by lightning immediately. After a huge shock, there was no more abnormality, and it was honestly held in his hand.

Not far away, Ning Chen, who had just been knocked to the ground by Tie Jian, saw this. After hesitating for a while, he stepped forward cautiously, bowed to him and saluted: "Congratulations, Master, for refining the blood spirit sword."

"That's how you protect me?" Feng Qingzi didn't look happy, but instead gave him a cold look.

"Master, forgive me!" Ning Chen was terrified.

Feng Qingzi snorted coldly and was about to speak, but saw that his left sleeve robe suddenly bulged without wind, and a dazzling silver light shone out from the hole that had been burned by lightning before.

Before he could do anything, the silver light burst from his left sleeve.

But seeing that half of his Taoist robe was completely blown up and turned into flying ash, a silver long sword shot out of it and flew back in the direction of Tie Jian.

Feng Qingzi rolled his arms, instantly dispersing the surrounding air waves, and on the exposed arm, except for some red marks, there were no other traces, and he was not injured at all.

The physique of a cultivator in the Jindan realm is far from being comparable to that of a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. It is so tyrannical that only the body of the spirit sword can be hurt.

He lowered his head and glanced at his arm, and his handsome facial features showed a little hideous color.

After he snorted coldly, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of Tie Jian out of thin air in the next instant.

"go to hell!"

Feng Qingzi gave a low drink, and the blood spirit sword in his hand turned into a bloody light, and swept towards Tie Jian by the waist.

Tie Jian had been prepared for a long time, and returned to the silver mother sword in his hand, blocking the blade of the blood spirit sword with a block on his side.

When the two swords intersected, Tie Jian only felt that a huge force like an overwhelming mountain was pouring out, wrapped in a majestic blood that was heart-pounding, as if a sea of ​​blood was rushing head-on, and a mountain of corpses was crushing, and it was impossible to resist.

In an instant, his body was like a kite with a broken string, and it flew upside down and fell out.

"Bang" a muffled sound.

Tie Jian's body smashed into a pile of blood-stained corpses, and after several consecutive tumblings, he stopped.

He took advantage of the momentum to stand up, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, the long sword in his hand swung horizontally again, blocking the top of his head.

"Zheng"

There was another sharp sound, and Feng Qingzi, who was chasing after him, slashed down again with a sword in the head.

Tie Jian was unstoppable, his body was low, and he fell into the ground for a few minutes.

Before he could pull out his legs from the ground, Feng Qingzi swept up again with a sword, knocking him out again.

The force of this blow was lighter than before, but the direction was very particular. Tie Jian was knocked down and flew out on his back, and the long sword in his hand was dragged to the ground.

Naturally, Feng Qingzi would not miss this opportunity, his figure suddenly flashed, he came to Tie Jian, raised his sword and stabbed him in the heart.

The mother sword in Tie Jian's hand was too late to block, and he was about to be pierced through his heart.

But at this moment, his figure suddenly flashed, disappeared from the spot, moved laterally three feet away, and resurfaced.

"Little Shifting Talisman, it's not good!" Feng Qingzi screamed secretly.

As soon as his voice fell, Tie Jian, who pulled out, saw the silver light on the long sword in his hand skyrocket, like a round of silver scorching sun, slashing towards Feng Qingzi's neck.

In the previous several attacks, Tie Jian only defended but did not attack. Tianlingzimujian continued to absorb the attack of the blood spirits sword, and it was only at this moment that it suddenly burst out and killed him.

Feng Qingzi turned sharply, but a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But when the silver Huaguang engulfed it, the silver lotus crown on the top of its head suddenly became bright and bright, and the lotus shadows bloomed, engulfing all the silver sword lights of the Tianling Son and Mother Sword.

The silver light disappeared, and the power of the mother sword instantly disappeared. Feng Qingzi leaned back and slammed into the sword edge with his shoulder.

I saw the robes on his shoulders suddenly brightened with purple light, all gathered on his shoulders, and after slamming the Tianlingzi and Mu swords away, a "chuck" sounded, and it was completely torn apart.

All this seems slow, but in fact it is only for a moment.

Tie Jian was caught off guard and staggered when he was hit, and he couldn't help but back away.

Feng Qingzi raised his hand and threw it, and the Blood Spirit Sword immediately let go, circled in mid-air, circled behind Tie Jian, and shot towards his heart.

Just listen to the sound of "Zheng".

The red gold sword of the Tianlingzimujian had already been pulled behind by Tie Jian's mind, blocking the fatal blow for him.

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous explosion behind Tie Jian, and the two flying swords collided continuously, and they had already fought more than a hundred times in a moment.

With the red gold sword behind him, Tie Jian picked up the silver female sword and stabbed it straight into Feng Qingzi's heart.

The magic weapon robe on the latter's body was destroyed, and he quickly took a few steps back. With a wave of his palm, an imperceptible cyan streamer suddenly flew out and shot towards Tie Jian.

Tie Jian's eyes flickered slightly, he hurriedly withdrew his sword, and slammed to the side.

The azure light that was like a glimpse of light was suddenly picked by the sword and swept back.

At the same time, Feng Qingzi also stopped the backward trend and grasped the azure light.

I saw that under the overflowing light, a cyan long sword as thin as a willow leaf, with a sword light like flowing water, appeared in his hand.

This sword is called "Qingli". It is a spirit sword made by Feng Qingzi in his early years. It is also the spirit sword that he used to achieve the name of the spirit sword master. Although there is no sword spirit born, its power should not be underestimated.

Feng Qingzi held the azure glass sword, and his aura suddenly changed, which was completely different from the evil and charming appearance when he held the blood spirit sword before. In addition, his appearance was already handsome, and at this moment, he had a somewhat elegant appearance.

Tie Jian was unmoved by this, he just focused his attention on alert, while distractedly controlling the red gold sword and the blood spirit sword.

At this time, Feng Qingzi's wrist suddenly turned, and the long sword in his hand suddenly rippled with layers of cyan ripples, like water waves reflecting the sunlight reflected on the bottom of the river, swaying leisurely, clear and pleasant.

Tie Jian felt bad, and his body quickly retreated several meters, avoiding those blue lights and shadows.

As soon as he left, the place where he was standing, like a whirlwind, twisted slightly, and the gravel on the ground suddenly turned into fine and indistinguishable powder.

"What a sword and shadow spectroscopic technique..." Tie Jian sighed in his heart.

He turned around, and then stepped back several dozen feet, threw the silver long sword forward, pinched a sword art, and shouted loudly:
"disease"

As soon as his words fell, the silver flying sword suddenly trembled, and in the silver light, it turned into a broad-blade giant sword and shot towards Feng Qingzi.

As the sword passed, the whirlwind lingered, and the void oscillated. It actually took the road of one force and ten times, and abruptly shredded the layers of sword shadows separated by the blue glass sword.

Seeing this, Feng Qingzi sneered, and actually threw away the blue glass sword and let it turn into a blue shadow, swept past the silver female sword, and stabbed Tie Jian.

Both of them were bare-handed, facing each other's spirit swords.

Feng Qingzi pushed out with both palms, and the red light above the palms condensed into two giant hands, like two gates, directly blocking the silver female sword.

His body trembled violently at any time, obviously under great force, but he didn't give in at all.

Tie Jian took a step back, clenched his right fist tightly, and twisted his waist. He actually assumed the usual posture of hammering and forging iron. He only waited for the Qingli sword to fly three feet in front of him, and his arms were raised in mid-air. After crossing an arc, I smashed it down.

"Boom" sound.

After being tempered by the mysterious realm of Xuanyin, the strength of the physique is naturally extraordinary. After this punch, it directly smashed the blue glass sword to the point of the sword, and directly pierced the ground several dozen feet.

Tie Jian's fist was also injured by the sword qi, and a deep hole was split open, dripping with blood, revealing the bones.

At this moment, the mutation protruded!
The blood spirit sword, which was originally entangled with the red gold Zijian in mid-air, suddenly rose sharply with red light, and its power was doubled. With one sword, the Zijian was struck with a sharp light, and it fell down.

Accompanied by a horrific evil laughter, a blood-red sword spirit phantom appeared out of thin air from the blood spirit sword, and the sword body was turned with both hands, causing the blood spirit sword to turn in mid-air, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the iron. Strong heart, rushing to come.

Tie Jian just shot down the Qingli sword without any effort, and his hand was injured again. At this moment, it was too late to deal with it, so he had to force his body to one side, trying to avoid it.

However, the bloodthirsty sword spirit was submerged in the body of the sword, and with an acceleration, before Tie Jian avoided getting out of the way, he stabbed with the spirit sword.

"Pfft" sounded softly.

Tie Jian's right chest was pierced by a blow from the Blood Spirit Sword, bringing up a large amount of blood flowers, and his body also fell out with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)