Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 452 Cut off contact
"That is to say, even if you go to find the people of the Wu clan, you may not necessarily find the so-called compromise method?"

At this moment, Song Qing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, and asked Jian Xuan abruptly.

"Not bad, but you can try it."

Hearing Song Qing's question, Jian Xuan was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, and said so, even though he said so, even he himself didn't have much confidence in it.

Then Jianxuan spoke, and looked at Song Qing quietly, as if telling Song Qing that everything is up to you, no matter what, the old man will never stop you!

"Husband."

At this time, Duanmu Yaoer also looked at Song Qing, but she hesitated in her heart, as if she didn't know what to do.

"Senior Jianxuan, this Qingming Sword was originally from the Dragon Slaying Sect. I dare not be greedy. No matter whether it is a blessing or a disaster, I cannot take it for myself. I also ask the senior to cut the Qingming Sword from the kid. the relationship between."

After Jianxuan finished speaking, Song Qing didn't pause for a moment, and immediately bowed his hands to Jianxuan and said this, no matter whether what Song Qing said was sincere or not, even if it was such decisiveness, it was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Seeing that Song Qing was so decisive, Duanmu Yao'er and Mo Li couldn't help being taken aback, as if they hadn't expected it at all, and only Jian Xuan applauded:
"Okay! Can afford it and put it down! Have courage!"

"Do you have the courage but dare not take it? It's just that the boy has received many favors from the seniors before, and now he takes this treasure as his own, and he feels very sorry!"

Song Qing smiled wryly, and said to Jianxuan, indeed, Song Qing really wanted to possess Qingmingjian before, but when the hotness in his heart subsided, the idea was no longer there.

"Haha, you kid, it makes me feel a little embarrassed to say that."

Hearing Song Qing's words without any falsehood, Jian Xuan couldn't help laughing heartily.

"Senior, when will we sever the connection between Qing Mingjian and the kid?"

Regarding Jianxuan's seemingly joking words, Song Qing was noncommittal, bowed his hands to Jianxuan, and said so.

When Song Qing asked, Duanmu Yaoer and Mo Li also looked at Jianxuan.

They all knew that Jianxuan didn't have much time due to refining the Nine Rank Purple Dragon Grass to break through the realm.

"This old man has an appointment with that old guy Qing Luo, and this matter cannot be delayed for long. How about this, I will help you cut off the connection with Qing Mingjian right now."

Sure enough, just as Song Qing and others expected, Jian Xuan thought about it, and although he knew that Song Qing had just left Qingmingyuan and his body was a little weak, he still said so.

"That's fine too."

For Jian Xuan's answer, Song Qing had expected it a long time ago, and did not object, so he nodded immediately and agreed.

Afterwards, Song Qing and others entered the room where Song Qing lived before. Song Qing sat cross-legged on the bed, put the Qingming sword in his hand on his knees, and hugged Yuan Shouyi.

At the same time, Jianxuan walked up to Song Qing, his big sleeve shook, and dragon-slaying sword energy shot out suddenly, his fingers changed, and his hands pinched and sealed like a flywheel.

"Bah!"

After the printing was completed, Jianxuan let out a low drink, and at the same time pushed his hands flat, and hit Song Qing and Qingming swords with a sword formula.

Song Qing frowned slightly, and the Qing Ming Sword also whined softly!
"Break!"

Jianxuan let out another low shout, grasped a fist with his right hand, turned it into a sword finger, and swiped at Song Qing, a sharp sword intent appeared, and the void was also shaken by it, with slight ripples appearing.

"Buzz!"

The Qingming Sword's whistling sound suddenly increased by a few minutes, and the sword emitted dark lights, as if it was resisting something.

With a sword energy of "Zheng", the Qingming sword suddenly moved, and an unowned sword energy shot out, blasting towards Jianxuan.

"This sword can attack actively!"

Song Qing had already closed his eyes at this time and couldn't see this scene, but Duanmu Yao'er and Li Li who were watching from the side could see it, and couldn't help but be surprised at the moment.

The so-called sword, no matter how strong it is, is nothing more than a dead object, and it needs to be controlled by its master to attack, but this Qingming sword can attack independently!

"A sword spirit is about to be born!"

Not only Duanmu Yaoer and Li Li, but even Jianxuan couldn't help being surprised when he saw this scene, but compared to Duanmu Yaoer and the two who were only shocked, Jianxuan saw the clue.

The so-called sword spirit is the spiritual consciousness generated by the spirit sword. Compared with the sword spirit that needs to attract other soul sacrificial swords, the sword spirit is self-produced, and since ancient times, there are not a few famous swords that can produce sword spirits.

"Tai Chi Bagua Formation, break!"

Knowing that Qing Mingjian already had spiritual consciousness, Jian Xuan no longer hid it, and immediately began to make seals, forming a Tai Chi Eight Diagrams formation in an instant, but this Tai Chi Eight Diagrams formation was compared to the previous ones in Qingming. It was different in Mingyuan.

This Taiji gossip array is only about Zhangxu in diameter, and it happens to cover Song and Qing!

With the slow rotation of the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams array, streams of fresh air overflowed from the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams array and poured onto Song Qing.

It's okay without this fresh air filling, as soon as the fresh air surrounded Song Qing's body, Song Qing's face couldn't help turning pale.

Just when Song Qing's complexion changed, so did the Qing Ming sword. The sword energy that was originally shot out was entangled in the clear energy, and suddenly shattered.

At the same time, the jet-black Nether Qi gushing out from the Qingming Sword was gradually forced back under the pressure of the Qing Qi.

"Hmph! It's just a dead thing, even if it produces spiritual consciousness, it can't make any big waves!"

Seeing that Qing Mingjian was gradually being suppressed, Jian Xuan couldn't help being overjoyed, but his expression didn't ease in the slightest, instead he snorted coldly.

"Cut off!"

Then Jianxuan cut off the connection between Song Qing and Qing Mingjian again, just like before, with his right hand pointing at Qingming sword together, a burst of dragon-slaying sword energy burst out, hitting Qingming sword, Qingming Ming Jian suddenly hummed softly, and the brilliance on the sword suddenly dimmed.

"It's going to be done!"

After seeing this scene, both Jianxuan and Duanmu Yaoer who were watching couldn't help showing a gleam of joy on their faces, and Duanmu Yaoer cheered in a low voice.

But at this moment, the mutation happened!
"puff!"

Just when Jianxuan was about to cut off the connection between Qingming Sword and Song Qing, the spirit film on Song Qing Yuan Dan suddenly flashed black, causing Song Qing's qi and blood to go retrograde, Song Qing suddenly lost his mind, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, don't continue, my husband can't bear it!"

Seeing that Song Qing's face was as pale as paper after spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became sluggish, Duanmu Yao'er couldn't help feeling anxious, and hurriedly shouted at Jianxuan without caring about anything else.

In fact, there is no need for Duanmu Yao'er to shout like this, Jianxuan already knew that he could not forcibly cut off the connection on Qing Mingjian, unless he wanted to abolish Song Qing.

(End of this chapter)