The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Chu Heng thought for a while, took out all his magic weapons, and later took back a few.

He placed the Qingping Sword to his right hand, took out the Baizhan Halberd and the Sword Spirit Gourd, and placed them in front of him.

The sword spirit gourd seemed to be broken, as soon as it came out at this time, it couldn't stop beating.

The figure of Sword Spirit Boy appeared in front of Chu Heng.

To be honest, Chu Heng seldom used Qinggang sword since it turned into a sword spirit gourd.

With the lively character of Sword Spirit Boy, although he has never complained, he also chirped at this moment: "Young master! Young master! What do you want me to do today〃~?"

Sword Spirit Gourd's big round eyes moved around, looking in all directions, thinking that some enemy asked him to attack.

But looking left and right, it was an empty secret room, so he was a little disappointed.

The sword spirit boy sat in front of Chu Heng, and looked at Chu Heng eagerly, with the appearance of praying.

"what happened?"

Chu Heng saw that he hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Young Master... May I not get into your sleeve in the future?"

Chu Heng usually puts the magic weapon that is often used but not always in his hand, in his sleeve, so that he can take it at any time.

The sword spirit usually stays quietly in the middle of his sleeve, without any changes, but at this time, he begged Chu Heng not to stay in the sleeve, and looked very aggrieved by (Li Zhaohao) .

"It's so boring in the sleeves! You can't even see the scenery outside!"

The sword spirit boy pouted and spoke.

Chu Heng understood that the Sword Spirit Boy used to be his own sword, and it would go wherever he went all the time. It was on his waist, so it can be said to be much more free than it is now.

At this moment, he stayed in Chu Heng's sleeve all the time, but he was overwhelmed.

What Chu Heng didn't expect was that what made Sword Spirit Boy even more aggrieved was that although he had turned into a sword spirit gourd and his power had greatly increased, Chu Heng seemed to be unable to remember himself more and more. Fewer and fewer.

The sword spirit boy spoke at this time because he was afraid that one day, he would really be forgotten by Chu Heng.

Seeing the anxious look on the sword spirit boy's face, Chu Heng's heart moved, knowing his worry. .

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Chapter [-] Recasting

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"Are you willing...to bear that kind of pain? Will you disappear forever if you don't succeed?"

Chu Heng looked at the gloomy Sword Spirit Boy with a solemn expression. ~)

After Sword Spirit Boy expressed his attitude, Chu Heng thought for a while and came up with an idea, but he knew in his heart that this idea might not be effective.

Moreover, even if it worked, it would be a very dangerous attempt for the sword spirit boy.

Chu Heng has already told Sword Spirit Boy his thoughts, even in his opinion, Sword Spirit Boy should not choose this path.

But Sword Spirit Boy showed a rare determination on his face.

The sword spirit boy looked at the half-broken Qingping sword, and after changing his expression for a while, he nodded emphatically.

Chu Heng sighed softly in his heart, and didn't persuade him any more.

He knew what the sword spirit boy was thinking.

For a sword, the most painful and lonely thing is that the sword is empty and does nothing.

The sword spirit gourd itself is a good magic weapon, but the sword spirit is unwilling to only appear when Chu Heng needs it.

Even if Chu Heng's cultivation base gets higher and higher in the future, his help to Chu Heng will become less and less.

"In that case, let's start."

"rise!"

Chu Heng shouted loudly, and the Qingping Sword suddenly jumped in front of Chu Heng. (—)

At this time, the Qingping sword still had traces of the battle that day.

On the gap at the tip of the sword, there is a lingering chaotic murderous aura.

This is the trace left by Pangu Banner.

There was originally a green lotus imprint on the blade of Qingping Sword, but it was also incomplete at this time.

This can already show how fierce the war was on that day.

Chu Heng looked at the Qingping sword with a faint breath, and pointed again.

His portable weapon, the Hundred War Halberd, flew over.

"Change!"

Bai Zhanji was born with the ability to change, not to mention that he is now the weapon that Chu Heng sacrificed to cultivate.

With Chu Heng's order, the Baizhan Halberd suddenly turned into a cloud of black liquid, covering the Qingping Sword.

When the two came into contact, there was a sizzling sound.