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Chapter 44 Xuanyuan Sword Spirit
"No...no! How could it be?" The girl said anxiously after hearing what the woman said.

Looking at the young girl's appearance at the moment, she was rather cute, and there was obviously some stuttering in her flustered words.

After hearing the girl's answer, the girl didn't speak, but just stood there, thinking of the man in the illusion, with a little surprise in her eyes, but this tiny expression was hard to spot, it just stayed there for a moment and then disappeared.

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Under the stairs of the Temple of Creation, one can faintly see a person wielding a golden long sword in his hand. It seems to have a shape. Although he doesn't look very skilled, it can be seen that this is the Sword God Cang Qiong. The sword technique used on the ancient battlefield.

After practicing for an hour, Feng Hun glanced at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and after feeling better than the previous few times, he wiped the dense sweat from his forehead, with a smile on his face.There was no rest, and then continued to practice.

If Fenghun is willing and wants to penetrate the mysteries of this sword technique, it may only take thousands of years, or hundreds of years, or even decades, but all this is not important, Fenghun has nothing now, just has time, It is not difficult to practice Sword God's swordsmanship to the state of perfection, but it seems to be a bit difficult with only a trace of memory, not to mention the three moves that even Fenghun can't figure out the "Sword God Three Styles".

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Time flows like water, and 100 years have passed in the blink of an eye. Fenghun has not practiced the sky's swordsmanship to the extreme as expected. Barely considered quite a small achievement, much better than the messy waving before.

Even in the original swordsmanship, some of Fenghun's own ideas and elements are hidden.

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Withdrawing the sword in his hand, Fenghun glanced at the man beside him, but there was still no movement. During these 5000 years, while Fenghun practiced his sword, his eyes looked at this wooden man who was as immovable as a mountain from time to time, but the latter was During these 5000 years, he didn't move, he couldn't even feel breathing, which made Fenghun suspect that this person was a dead person.

"It seems that I have been here for a long time, right? Senior Sword God's swordsmanship has been completely mastered, and he even has some understanding of the iron-slashing style in the three sword gods!" Feng Hun whispered, with a bit of tone Not dissatisfied, for the Sword God's swordsmanship, it took Fenghun nearly 3000 years to fully understand the swordsmanship and the way, which made Fenghun a little dissatisfied with his comprehension.

Thinking of this, Fenghun shook his head helplessly.

"Will the rest of the time be boring?"

After throwing out all his thoughts, Fenghun shook his head boredly, inadvertently turned his gaze to the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, and suddenly found that there was a slight tremor on the Xuanyuan sword, and a little bit of golden light could be seen faintly.

After looking at it carefully, he was a little interested in Xuanyuanjian. In my impression, it was not surprising that Xuanyuanjian would emit golden light on its own, but the trembling meant that Xuanyuanjian had something to express to himself.

Withdrawing the thoughts in his mind, Fenghun stared at Xuanyuanjian, wanting to see what Xuanyuanjian wanted to convey to him.

Gradually, the shaking of Xuanyuan Sword became more and more obvious. In the end, even Fenghun couldn't control it. After Xuanyuanjian broke free from Fenghun's hand, Fenghun was a little at a loss.

After Xuanyuan let go of his hand, it emitted a dazzling light and stood erect in front of Fenghun. One could faintly discover a relatively vague figure hidden in the golden light.

After seeing this strange scene, Fenghun, who was in a daze, had a look of surprise on his face, and tried to bring Xuanyuan Sword back to his consciousness, but it didn't work at all. After giving up helplessly, Fenghun remembered the time in the forbidden forest. At that time, Xuanyuan discovered the old woman's soul and the strange black ancient lamp hidden deep in the forest.

Could it be that the current Xuanyuan Sword will make such a movement, is it the same as last time?Feng Hun thought of it with some doubts, but after a while, Feng Hun dismissed this thought.

It is impossible for my Xuanyuan sword to feel the breath of all creatures in this world. I and this Xuanyuan sword do not belong to this world at all, and I cannot perceive anything. The Xuanyuan Sword is destroyed, there are no two Xuanyuan Swords in the world, if once they appear, no matter where, in any world, as long as they appear in one world at the same time, in order to prevent the world from fighting for it.Then one of them must be destroyed by the thunder of heaven. This is a kind of punishment from heaven, which is determined by the creation gods, and no one can change it.

The Chuangshi Protoss is a race outside of the Six Realms, in charge of the order of the six races in the Three Realms. The Chuangshi Protoss does not have a huge force as everyone guessed. There are only a few dozen people in the whole clan, but each They all have the ability to destroy heaven and earth.

As long as there is a heaven-defying existence, in order not to affect the world, thunder will be sent down to destroy things that should not appear, so once two Xuanyuan swords appear, the destruction of heavenly thunder will definitely be summoned, not to mention, the current Wind Soul is just outside the Temple of Creation.

But there is no need to worry about all of this, as long as Fenghun has not lost himself, there will be no thunder of divine punishment.

The bewildered Feng Hun looked at an illusory figure with a little golden yellow in front of him, his jaw was pulled even more, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

In front of Fenghun's eyes was an illusory golden figure. It was obvious that this figure was a woman. The woman was wearing a bright yellow and elegant long dress, her black hair was like a waterfall on her side, her face was plain and elegant, and she smiled lightly. The bright eyes are clear and clear, shining like stars, with a frown and a smile, a noble expression is naturally revealed, making people have to marvel at her elegant and beautiful light.Feng Hun looked at the gentle and cute beautiful woman in front of him, just stood there stupidly, the girl's exquisite face, the bright smile showed some noble temperament, Feng Hun was speechless .

Seeing Fenghun staring at her for so long, the woman suddenly became a little unhappy, and her smiling mouth muttered softly, showing a little dissatisfaction.

Suppressing the joy in her heart, the woman whispered to Fenghun: "Master! Master? Are you okay?"

The girl's voice was like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, extremely sweet, with a hint of shyness in her words.

"Master...is that you?"

"Why doesn't the master speak? Are you unhappy to see Qing'er?"

Seeing that Fenghun still didn't answer, the woman said with tears in her eyes, her words were full of grievances, people who didn't know thought that this person named Qing'er was bullied by Fenghun.

"Eh!" Feng Hun shook his head, shook off the surprise in his heart, looked at the woman apologetically, and heard the other party calling him master several times in a row, Feng Hun didn't know what to say to answer, seeing the woman's aggrieved look , Fenghun is even more confused.

When did I know such a lovely woman?What was even more surprising was that the other party actually called him master. At this moment, Fenghun's mind was full of questions, no matter how hard he tried to remember, he still couldn't remember that he knew the other party.

Sighing helplessly, no longer pondering where the other party came from, Feng Hun asked Qing'er: "Eh! That...Qing'er, who are you? Why did you call me master? Why can't I remember, Did I know you before?"

After Fenghun asked all the questions in one breath, he watched the woman waiting for the other's answer, saying that his mind was still full of questions, and suddenly a person appeared from Xuanyuan Sword, and she was such a lovely and beautiful woman, It would be strange if Fenghun didn't find it strange.

"Wait? Xuanyuan Sword!" Feng Hun whispered.

"Could it be the sword spirit?" After hesitating for a moment, Fenghun said uncertainly.

After speaking, he turned his gaze to the woman and carefully observed her body.

"Master, don't you know me? I'm your Qing'er! That's what you used to call me!" After hearing Fenghun's questions, the woman became anxious, and suddenly, she was Almost aggrieved tears.

Suddenly found that Fenghun was staring at her, her face turned crimson, coupled with the previous grievances, Qing'er's expression at the moment is really pretty.　
(End of this chapter)