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This surprised, is also not small, Liao Chaohan eyes almost stare out.

It's true that even if the Lingwu person who transforms the strength of the spirit realm makes a move, he can't block the reaction between him and the Lingjian.

But now, he really felt very clear, he really lost the sense of the spirit sword.

He couldn't help looking at Lin Ming with a look of horror. At the same time, he looked at Lin Ming with a puzzled face and asked, "boy, what did you do to the spirit sword? Why did I lose my sense to the spirit sword?"

"Spirit sword?" With a disdainful smile, Lin Ming said, "what kind of spirit sword is it? At most, it's just a piece of scrap metal. I broke away from the binding of this thing after three or two times."

Naturally, the reason why Lin Ming was able to break free from the bondage of the sword was because of breathing method.

What's more, he can control the spirit sword because of breathing method.

Indeed, just a moment ago, as the breathing method began to speed up, the pale golden light spot in his body suddenly burst out a very strong sword Qi.

This sword Qi, under the inspiration of breathing method, directly integrates into the spirit sword.

And at that moment, Lin Ming could clearly feel that something in the sword, perhaps the spirit, was suddenly controlled by the breathing method.

Then, this spirituality also starts to work along with the operation route of breathing Dharma.

Naturally, when the spirit sword had such a change, Lin Ming had an inexplicable reaction to it.

Lin Ming also knew that from this moment on, the spirit sword belonging to Liao Chaohan fell into his hands.

So he almost couldn't help laughing.

It's true that he knew the power of the spirit sword clearly.

All of a sudden, he had such a powerful weapon. How could he not be very happy.

Of course, Lin Ming won't say the key point of Guan Jianzhong, that is breathing method.

"How dare you say my spirit sword is scrap metal?" At this time, seeing Lin Ming's scornful look on his face, Liao Chaohan was very angry and roared:

"Give me back the spirit sword!"

Indeed, this spirit sword is one of the five treasures of Qingcheng sect, ranking third.

As for Liao Jianqi's previous set of nine flying swords, which is also one of the five treasures, is ranked fifth.

This spirit sword has been in Liao Chaohan's body for more than 20 years. It can be said that it has already become a part of his body.

Now being forcibly taken away is no doubt equivalent to cutting off a part of his body.

How can he not be angry for a moment? Naturally, he will take it back at the first time.

He roared, and an incomparable momentum came out. Then he drank again, and his fist went straight to Lin Ming's head.

For a moment, in the face of Liao Chaohan's attack, Lin Ming just stood still, with a smile on his face.

Then, just as Liao Chaohan's fist was about to hit him, the spirit sword in his hand moved.

Then, whew, the speed of the spirit sword was as fast as lightning. It turned into a flash of light and shot at Liao Chaohan's wrist.

"What

Seeing this, Liao Chaohan was surprised. His face suddenly changed.

Fortunately, he took back his fist in time, otherwise, his wrist had been cut off directly.

All of a sudden, Liao Chaohan's face has turned into a pigliver color, and he stares at the spirit sword suspended in front of Lin Ming.

Indeed, at this time, I saw the sword floating in front of Lin Ming, floating up and down, just like a playful child, making a slight sound from time to time.

What this means is clear to Liao Chaohan.

This also means that the sword has recognized Lin Ming as its master. The sword has completely belonged to Lin Ming and is no longer his thing. It can also be said that the sword has nothing to do with him.

However, even the leader of Qingcheng sect can't completely control the spirit sword, but it's obvious that Lin Ming has. For a moment, Liao Chaohan is not surprised.

"What did you do to my spirit sword?" Once again, Liao Chaohan roared out, and his eyes were already covered with blood. We can see how angry he is now.

For a moment, Lin Ming said with a smile, "how can it be your spirit sword? It's clearly mine. Ha ha. "

During the conversation, the spirit sword was also very cooperative. It flew around Lin Ming for several times.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you smelly boy..." seeing this, for a moment, Liao Chaohan's anger in his heart could not be described in words.

With a puff, he seemed to be very angry. Liao Chaohan could not help but feel angry. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and his face suddenly became a lot dispirited.

"Dad Seeing this, Liao Jianqi exclaimed, and his face became extremely ugly. He wanted to see Liao Chaohan.

But just then, whew, it was to see that a light shot at Liao Jianqi's throat.

"Liao Jianqi, I said that if you dare to touch my woman, you will die today."

At the same time, Lin Ming's voice came to Liao Jianqi's ears.

Of course, Liao Jianqi also knows the power of the spirit sword. Among the five treasures of Qingcheng sect, he is the third. He also owns one of the five treasures of Qingcheng sect, which is the previous set of flying sword.

He knew that even if he had nine swords, he would not be able to resist the spirit sword.

Not to mention, two flying swords had been destroyed by Lin Ming.

There were only seven flying swords on his back.

But his speed was still a little slow, although it was only half a second. When he was about to release the seven flying swords, he saw that a line of blood light suddenly flashed out in the air.

After that, Liao Jianqi felt a pain and a chill in his neck. When he touched it again, he felt the blood in his hand.

"Er er..."

The next moment, he felt the blood gushing from his throat, and the words he wanted to say became some vague sounds.

Bang! At last, he covered his throat with his hand, and his eyes were wide open, showing a face of death, and his body fell to the ground.

He lost his breath and life completely.

Liao Jianqi, one of the three great swordsmanship talents of Qingcheng school, died in the hands of Lin Ming.

"Jianqi!" See, Liao Chaohan this just reaction come over, eyes stare to split, a exclamation.

Immediately, he also jumped on Liao Jianqi, but saw that the blood gushing from his neck had dyed Liao Jianqi's chest red.

"Jianqi! "Strange sword!" No matter how many times he kept shouting, naturally, Liao Jianqi couldn't give him any response.

"Ah, ah..." Liao Chaohan's voice burst into a roar, and his momentum became extremely powerful. The light golden light rose out of him in a flash.