Master of Magic

Chapter 33

"Master Frost Sword, Ren Xiaoyao with one sword! Slash!" At this moment, Wufeng in the sky yelled violently, but when he heard Frost in his hand let out a clear and long cry, a sharp cold light suddenly appeared, and Taotao The cold air spread.

"Wow!"

A high-pitched whistling sound resounded through the sky again, startling the birds in the dense forest to fly wildly, breaking the silence of the night again.

Before everyone could react, they saw Li Qitian fall heavily on the ground, the air was filled with cold mist, and there was a strong smell of blood immediately.

"what happened?"

"Second brother, look, Li Qitian lost, and eldest brother won."

"This bloody smell is..."

"Too fast, you say yes, scholar."

……

In the middle of the sky, Wufeng stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, looking down at Li Qitian with a victorious attitude, and laughed loudly: "You are finally defeated, Li Qitian, no, it should be that Chi Yan lost to Frost, haha !"

At this time, Li Qitian swallowed a mouthful of blood, his eyes were a little straightened, a black line hung down his head for a few days, he stared at Wufeng with a smile and said: "This is not your own strength, so why not even if you beat me? It’s all just for laughing. I, Li Qitian, was not defeated by you, but by the Frost Sword.”

"So what? A defeat is a defeat, there is no need for a reason, don't you, Li Qitian, still admit defeat?" At this moment, Wufeng fell to the ground slowly, and said disdainfully to Li Qitian.

"Really?" At this time, Li Qitian supported Chi Yan, stood up slowly, and smiled strangely at Wufeng, his dark eyes suddenly became a little dark, blood dripped down, he didn't care about the dense wounds on his body, He curled his lips and smiled, and said: "In that case, then... the sword spirit come out!"

There was a loud noise, Chiyan radiated loudly, "Zheng..." A huge wave of air swept across the sky, the Chiyan sword pierced through the air, and the fiery flame burst out from the body of the Chiyan sword, bursting into flames. A phantom can be vaguely seen in the center slowly forming, jumping in the center of the flame, suddenly the phantom made a sound like a baby, "嘤,嘤..." Immediately afterwards, the monstrous flames rushed towards the phantom crazily. The phantom is also absorbing crazily, and in an instant, the phantom has a slight sign of solidification!

"It's the sword spirit! Big brother is in danger." At this time, Wuxue said nervously to Wuyu, his palms were sweating a little.

"Third brother, don't be nervous. Li Qitian has a sword spirit, and the elder brother also has it. How can the top ten profound weapons in the three worlds be simple? Since Frost chose the elder brother at the beginning, there is a certain reason." He couldn't help worrying about his elder brother. He remembered what his elder brother often said to them, "Brothers have one heart, and immortals have no fear."

"As expected, it is one of the top ten profound weapons in the Three Realms. As expected, ordinary profound weapons cannot be compared with it. I didn't expect that I, a scholar, would meet a sword spirit today!" The scholar shook his head and said with emotion.

"Scholar, what is a sword spirit?" Fatty Bai asked the scholar.

"Fatty! Tomorrow I want you to eat less and read more, but you just don't listen. Look at you, you haven't broken through to the stage of concentrating. I'd be ashamed to say it, and then I'll leave the mountain gate. Don't say you know me." Scholar He rolled his eyes at the fat man and said with contempt.

"Don't worry, of course I won't say I know you," Fatty Bai followed the scholar's words, but then changed the subject and said with a smile: "Scholar, animal, scholar, animal. Of course I don't know you, an animal." Sacrifice, haha..."

"Fatty White, you..."

"That's not what I said, it's what that dead crow in your house said. I remember saying which junior sister, senior sister, etc. I saw today..." At this moment, the fat man turned his head to the side, as if he didn't care. Said slowly.

"Fuck! Junior sister Xue'er is still here, you are trying to kill me." The scholar quickly stepped forward and covered the fat man's big mouth with his hands, and then compromised: "As long as you don't tell me, I will tell you about What do you think about the sword spirit?" Fatty Bai nodded in agreement at this time.

"Go back and kill that damned crow!" At this time, the scholar spat out a mouthful of water and said viciously.

"Scholar, tell me quickly, if you don't say it, I'll want to tell Junior Sister Xueer, Junior Sister Xueer..." Fatty Bai pretended to call Xueer's name while speaking.

"I said, I said it's okay?" The scholar compromised again.

The scholar looked at the Chiyan sword sword spirit and slowly explained its origin: "The sword spirit is the spiritual thing in the sword. It is formed by gathering the essence of the sun, the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth. This is the innate spirit, the innate spirit Without consciousness, it is all shaped by the sword-bearer, and it is generally easy to master. There is an innate spirit, and there is an acquired spirit. The consciousness of the acquired spirit is formed after years of polishing. During this period, there have been many masters, so it has a strong autonomy. , even the powerful Acquired Sword Spirit can affect the character of the sword holder, and what is even more terrifying is to devour the sword holder and turn him into a sword slave! But there is also a special existence among them, that is to forge the sword with the body!" Said with The expression of the sword-forging scholar changed slightly, watching Li Qitian and Wufeng gradually become silent.

"Forge a sword with your body? Who would be so stupid!" Hearing this, Fatty Bai asked in a low voice, a little puzzled.

"There are many people who make swords with their bodies." At this moment, Wu Yu interjected.

"Senior Brother Wu Yu, do you know?" Fatty Bai turned his head and asked Wu Yu.

"I know, the Chi Yan and Han Shuang in front of me are swords made of their bodies." Wu Yu looked at Li Qitian and Wu Feng, and said lightly.

"What? Chiyan and Hanshuang?" Fatty Bai exclaimed.

"Let me say it," the scholar took a small step forward at this time, and said slowly: "10 years ago, the Scarlet Flame Demon Lord defeated the Frost Sword Gentleman, and finally the Frost Sword Gentleman's soul melted into the sword, Defeated the Scarlet Flame Demon Lord, but in the end, the Red Flame Demon Lord also imitated the Frost Sword gentleman and integrated his soul into the Chiyan Sword. He could not be reincarnated for life and life, but could only become the spirit in the sword, the slave in the sword , Guardian of the Sword!"

After the scholar finished speaking, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the sky, "It's been thousands of years, I haven't come out to breathe for a long time, haha..." This laughter seemed to shake the universe, the whole sky was trembling constantly, and there were more people in the air. Serve hot.

At this moment, the phantom in the flames actually condensed into a human form, and the whole person was made of raging flames, burning slowly.

"Old devil, that's all, hum!" At this moment, a figure rushed out of the Frost Sword, but the whole figure was made of ice.

"It's been thousands of years. You and I haven't fought again for thousands of years. I remember that I was defeated by you last time." At this time, Chiyan Sword Spirit slowly said about the thousand years.

"Old devil, 10 years ago, you and I fought from life to death, and even after death, we are not too lonely with you, but today I will defeat you again." Frost Sword Spirit stood in the air, with a monstrous fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

(End of this chapter)