Chapter 973
There were dense exclamations and gasps around Jianding.

The spirit swords on Chengying's body flew out uncontrollably, exuding a sharp sword light in mid-air, those spirit swords rushing out of the sword cauldron seemed to meet the king, they all stopped in unison, the swords The tip trembled slightly, as if worshiping the spirit sword in midair.

Bai Hong narrowly escaped death, she was already overwhelmed with fright, she wanted to take the opportunity to leave, because the fright just now was too much, her legs and feet were weak, and she couldn't even control the spiritual power in her whole body, she couldn't move even half of it.
Seeing Elder Bai flying to the rescue, Bai Hong almost cried with joy: "Grandpa..."

Elder Bai was getting closer and closer to her, and Bai Hong stretched out her hand, but Elder Bai flew past her as if he hadn't seen her, and rushed towards the direction of Jianding, and his speed was a little faster.

Bai Hong was stunned, and couldn't believe that Elder Bai would ignore her. Thinking of the power and danger of the thousands of swords flying in unison, Bai Hong turned pale: "Grandpa, it's dangerous!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Hong was stunned, she couldn't believe what she saw, and she didn't know what Elder Bai was doing.

Elder Bai flew forward and grabbed Chengying's flying sword. His movements were quick and his aim was precise, as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his heart, and he was just waiting for it to be a sure hit.

The flying swords in the air became even more angry because of this, and rushed towards Elder Bai fiercely.

At this moment, Elder Bai did something that left everyone dumbfounded.

He turned the spirit sword in his hand upside down and slashed across his palm, and the bright red blood immediately dripped down and seeped into Cheng Ying's spirit sword.

The flying sword suspended in mid-air gave a sharp pause, although it was angry, it did not attack him again.

Chengying looked at Elder Bai coldly. It wasn't until this time that he understood what Bei Liuguang meant for him to change to a spiritual sword. His spiritual sword might not be simple. sword?
Thinking of this, Cheng Ying glanced over those flying swords uncontrollably, and his eyes were still a little puzzled. Those spiritual swords suspended in mid-air received the baptism of his gaze, as if they were accepting the emperor's blessing. During the review, it suddenly became quiet, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and then all swords rang out.

Chengying turned his head to look at Elder Bai, his eyes were serious: "Elder Bai, what are you doing? What you are holding is the disciple's spirit sword. Could it be that Elder Bai did all this just to win a piece of sword from the disciple's hand? A spirit sword."

The blood in Elder Bai's palm continued to feed the spirit sword in his hand, causing the entire sword to glow blood-red.

It may be because of excessive blood loss that Elder Bai's complexion is a little pale, or it may be because of excitement, Elder Bai's spirit is a little uncontrollable.

He couldn't help laughing when he heard Cheng Ying's words, coupled with his pale and ferocious face, it was really scary.

He himself didn't feel that his appearance was scary, but he looked around all the people present with great satisfaction, and then said: "Cheng Ying, this sword is not yours, it is from our Tian'a Sword Sect."

Whether it is the disciples of the Tian'a Sword Sect or the monks of other sects in the Five Elements Realm, they have long been shocked by the successive changes that happened before them, speechless.

Accidents came one after another, but they were more shocking than the last. Everyone felt that they had seen a great event, and with the development of the situation, they seemed to have glimpsed the biggest secret of Tian'a Sword Sect.

This recognition made people a little excited and a little nervous, especially the disciples of the Tian'a Sword Sect, who were even more at a loss, not knowing what the final outcome would be.

Things have developed to this point, and people have long since had no choice.

Chengying stared at the long sword in Elder Bai's hand that was already covered in blood, knowing that this is a blood sacrifice technique, using blood as a guide, to sacrifice magic weapons that are difficult to sacrifice, once the sacrifice is successful, others will never take it again. If you don't leave, you don't know where Elder Bai found this method of sacrificial refining.

In other words, Elder Bai did not know how much preparation he had made for this moment.

Cheng Ying's voice was slow, and he couldn't hear any emotions or anger at all. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him, but he was just stating a fact, and said, "This is my spirit sword."

Elder Bai was already approaching him with a bloody spiritual sword in his hand: "Chengying, you said this is your spiritual sword, can you still control it? Drive it?"

Cheng Ying looked at him for a while, then looked at the sword in his hand for a while, then shook his head: "This spirit sword has been refined by you with the method of blood sacrifice, and it is related to your life and death. No one else can take it away."

"So, even if it used to be my spirit sword, it is not now."

Elder Bai laughed loudly, a little madly: "That's right, now it is the spirit sword in my hand."

Cheng Ying just looked at him, not frightened by the madness in his eyes.

Up to now, he already had a little speculation in his heart, about himself, about Jianding, about the letter of Qingtian Sword Master, and about what Elder Bai did.

However, he still wanted to ask clearly.

Cheng Ying's voice was very soft, but there was still a hint of pity: "Then, what is Elder Bai trying to do to steal my spirit sword?"

There was a sense of pride in Elder Bai's voice, as if he had already stood upright and grasped everything in his hands: "What are you doing? Of course it is Guangfutian Ajian Sect!"

Holding the bloody spirit sword in his hand, he approached Cheng Ying step by step, and shouted: "Cheng Ying, as the chief disciple of the Tian'a Sword Sect, don't you think you should do your part for Tian'a Sword?"

Cheng Ying's eyes fell on the bloody and radiant spirit sword in his hand. This sword spirit will only be under his control today. Even the original owner of this spirit sword has lost contact with it.

Chengying's voice was cold: "I don't know what Elder Bai wants me to do?"

Elder Bai let out a sinister laugh: "Of course I sacrifice the sword with my body!"

He was very close to Chengying at this time, and as soon as he said this, the long sword in his hand stabbed at Chengying, and all the onlookers were shocked: "Elder Bai!"

"Brother Chengying!"

Bai Hong yelled even more, and rushed forward: "Grandpa!"

At the same time, monks from other sects in the Five Elements Realm had already had different expressions when they saw this place. The Tian'a Sword Sect was fighting among themselves and even let them watch on the spot. What is the meaning?
After this incident, isn't the Tian'a Sword Sect afraid that they will not be able to gain a foothold in the Dazong sect?
Or, does this Elder Bai have other plans?

All the way to a high-ranking monk, he experienced countless dangers. Everyone is a smart person, and immediately felt his own crisis, and couldn't help but retreat again.

It is important to watch the excitement, but their own safety is more important than the excitement. These monks from other sects in the Five Elements Realm retreated to a place that they claimed to be safe before stopping, watching all this from a distance.

(End of this chapter)

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