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On the way back from the Sovereign’s Cave, Yuan Futu met a disciple from the Medicine Refining House who had just left Wan’er’s mansion. After some inquiries, he learned that the sword master of the Medicine Refining House had personally treated Lin Wan’er’s injuries. Now she has taken After taking the elixir, he fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Cannian, the sword master of the Alchemy House, is a person with profound attainments in alchemy. Although it is not as famous as Xiaonan's spirit treasure casting technique in the imperial court, he has also refined many high-grade pills For example, the Tianxuan gun that helped Yuan Futu awaken the Yuanshen Sea at the beginning was made by him, so it would be great to have him heal Lin Waner himself.

Yuan Futu didn't want to disturb Lin Wan'er, so he returned to the attic in the bamboo forest alone, swallowed a few pills to restore Yuanshenhai, and in a few hours, he will face the most powerful inner sect in this year's Sword Discussion Conference Disciple Pound, and Pound already knew Yuan Futu's means of teleportation and the power of the mysterious epee, and he must have made preparations before, so trying to defeat him was almost a miracle.

"Mysterious heavy sword, array, spirit treasure..."

At this moment, Yuan Futu was thinking hard about the way to defeat Pang De, trying to combine all the skills. Even if the realm and strength are very different, it may not be impossible to win by surprise. However, a sword image suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind. .

This sword shadow showed a crimson color, but it didn't have the slightest smell of fire element. This color seemed to be infected by blood, and it seemed that the strong smell of blood could be smelled in his nose.

At the same time, a monstrous killing intent seeped out from inside.

Yuan Futu's heart trembled, and he thought to himself: "It's the killing sword on the Tianxuan cliff. I didn't expect this sword intent to be deeply imprinted in my heart." He didn't resist, feeling the killing sword's power. Sword intent, only felt that the murderous aura seemed to seep out from the [-] pores, and the whole body was shrouded in a mist of blood.

Hating the world and killing all living beings, this kind of opinion was deeply rooted in his mind.

Yuan Futu only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and his spiritual consciousness was turbulent, as if he was about to be torn apart by this murderous intent, he said in surprise: "It's such a powerful murderous intent, I'm afraid it will be infected by a little carelessness, and in the end Lose your sanity and become a bloodthirsty maniac who only knows how to kill!"

If you want to practice killing swords, you must have an extremely powerful mind and mind. Those without great perseverance will only be backlashed by this sword intent. The big change was like when Pound was facing Xiao Heng, if Shen Wuyu hadn't stopped him, he would have already had a killing intent and killed Xiao Heng on the spot.

"Okay, let's see if you eat me or I eat you!"

Of course Yuan Futu would not allow the killing intent to grow in his heart, he immediately collected his mind, concentrating on visualizing this sword shadow, while absorbing the monstrous killing intent inside, at the same time diverted his mind to prevent the killing intent from invading the body.

Gradually, this sword shadow turned from virtual to real, and the blood color on it became thicker. It looked like a long sword made of coagulated blood and gradually sank, and finally suspended above the Yuanshen Sea.

At the same time, the brave sword of fearless sword intent and the wise sword of Ping Bafang gradually appeared, and three sword shadows of different colors slowly rotated with the natal pearl as the core.

I don't know how long it took until the bloody mist covering Yuan Futu gradually dissipated. He opened his eyes, only to find that the sky had turned pale, and he couldn't help but narrow his gaze, and said in a deep voice, "It's finally coming!"

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This day is the final decisive battle of the Tianxuan Sword Sect Discussion Conference, but the strength of the two final decisive battles in the past is almost the same, unlike this time there is a world of difference in realm, so those disciples of the inner and outer sects also He didn't want to place a bet on this. After all, Pound had been recognized as the most promising disciple of the Sword Sect due to the timing, location, and harmony of people. It was only natural for him to enter the Sword Tomb.

At this time, Pound had already stepped onto the ring. He was wearing a blue robe, his appearance was imposing, and his handsome appearance was very popular with those female disciples. The young disciple was willing to lean on him.

After breaking through the realm of the God of Law, Pound's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, especially after the recent closed-door practice, he is more pure in the refinement of the thunder system and the killing sword. In a few years, he will be able to challenge the third floor of the sword tower and officially become the sword master.

Sword Twelve, the two great elders and the sword master sat on top, waiting for the start of the sword debate.

Standing under the arena, Xiao Nan told Yuan Futu: "Everything must be done according to one's ability, what Wan'er did yesterday is not advisable, if your natal pearl is damaged, then you will no longer be able to cast spirit treasures in the future."

What is most lacking these days is talent. Yuan Futu is simply the most suitable inheritor for Xiaonan. If anything happens to him, the sword master of Zhujianlu will regret it for the rest of his life.

Yuan Futu nodded slightly, and said, "How is Wan'er?"

Xiao Nan said: "She should still be resting in the mansion. A damaged natal bead will consume a lot of vitality. It's good if she doesn't come to watch the battle, so as not to distract you."

"It's good that she's fine." Yuan Futu took a deep breath, turned around and walked onto the ring. Suddenly, countless applause rang out, earth-shattering. He seemed to have been named an idol in the eyes of thousands of outer disciples. Naturally, he was very popular. welcome.

"It's really noisy!"

The applause was thunderous, but Pang De's face gradually turned cold. With a movement of his shoulders, a burst of thunder and true energy shot up into the sky, and a phantom of a swimming dragon soaring upwards was conjured up in the void. Shocking the audience, there was a complete silence.

Seeing the dragon shadow entering the sky, Jian Twelve said with a smile: "Pang De's talent is outstanding, and his true energy is so strong just after stepping into the realm of the God of Law. It must not be long before he can challenge the Tongtian Sword Tower, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future."

Shen Wuyu felt proud when he heard the suzerain's admiration. Although he knew that there was a chaotic spiritual treasure hidden in Yuan Futu's body that could change the luck of the entire imperial court, he still wished to defeat the mighty Pound, so he didn't Without worrying about it, he said humbly: "If Pang De is lucky enough to win the championship and obtain the inheritance of the sword sect's predecessors in the sword mound, then it will be easy to challenge the three-story sword tower, and my sword sect will have one more sword master in the future."

Nangong Qiushui heard these words, and her face sank like water. To her, whether Qingxuan could get the inheritance or become the sword master was not important. Her unique talent in the dark element was already a great gift, as long as someone could It is enough to pass on the Nether Xuanyin Sword and take over her mantle.