Shen Mochen's voice echoed through the sky, and a sense of oppression overflowed.
Everyone was silent, no one dared to challenge, but they were unwilling to do so.
This devil has been around for a hundred years, and he still misses his dead senior brother.
Now, it is obvious that he is attracted by this young master uncle of Hehuan Sect who has the same appearance.
But this person is only at the Nascent Soul stage, and he has cultivated the art of dual cultivation instead of swordsmanship. How can he be qualified to be the master of the ancient magic weapon!
The divine weapon was contracted by him and could not exert its true power at all.
But so what if he doesn't deserve it, they want the magic weapon to fall into the hands of their own sect, and they can't get the magic weapon unless they kill this devil.
But if you can't beat him, you can only watch and don't act rashly.
The only hope is that the Divine Weapon Sword Spirit can escape the clutches of the devil and take the initiative to choose someone else as his master.
Once the magic weapon chooses its master, the Snowy Secret Realm will be closed in advance, and you can escape while being teleported.
After all, even contracted divine weapons may not be the devil's opponent.
But if the magic weapon is contracted by the junior uncle of Hehuan Sect, then we can only think about it in the long term.
The Hehuan Sect is an evil sect and has no place on the stage in the world of immortality. Even if it is eliminated, other sects will not say anything.
As long as they avoid this devil and find an opportunity to massacre the Hehuan Sect, they still can't get the magic weapon?
Everyone had made plans in their minds, and seeing that there was still a glimmer of hope, they all focused their attention on the Ice Feather Sword.
He conveyed his feelings to the magic weapon with the most kind eyes, and almost took out his heart to show the sword spirit.
It's a pity that Bing Ling Sword was all focused on the fight. He circled around the Jing Ji Sword in Shen Mochen's hand without even looking at these people.
The Jingji Sword Spirit is actually more aggressive, but he was influenced by his master and has a somewhat sinister temperament.
The more he saw that the Ice Feather Sword Spirit wanted to fight with him, the more unmoved he became and refused.
And secretly communicated with his master: "Master, if this sword spirit is willing to make a contract with her, I will fight with him at any time. Master, do you think he can take the bait if I say this?"
Shen Mochen curled his lips and said, "If you don't take the bait, hit him until he takes the bait. He must make a contract with her."
Jing Ji Jian understood his master's meaning and said to Bing Ling Sword: "As long as you form a contract with the master's sweetheart, we can meet every day."
"In this way, I can fight with you at any time! I guarantee to knock you out!"
Upon hearing this, Bing Ling Jian immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, "You are the only one who still wants to hit me? I can't kill you!"
"Now! Make the contract now! Once the contract is made, we will continue to fight!"
Everyone:...?!
So hasty? Is this the choice of the master? Can't you look at them?
Which of their cultivation levels is not better than that of the junior uncle from the Hehuan Sect?!
They thought of ten thousand scenarios of competing for the divine weapon, but they never imagined that the divine weapon would choose its master in order to fight with a magic sword.
This demon's sword spirit is indeed as cunning as the demon! It's so infuriating, but I can't say anything!
Xie Shuyan's cold eyes were full of joy. She had innate water spiritual roots, and the Ice Feather Sword was indeed very suitable for her.
But as her master, he couldn't help her with the matter of contracting a divine weapon.
On the contrary, that person accomplished what he failed to do without any effort.
At this moment, he felt that he had completely lost.
Everyone in the world has obsessions, but I don’t know when she became his obsession.
You can have obsessions, but you must not persist in them. If you cannot get rid of your inner obsessions, you will be a prisoner wherever you go.
What I wanted to say to her was already said that night under the influence of alcohol. Now maybe it's time to let go of my obsession.
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Si Tong's expression was slightly startled, staring at the Ice Feather Sword in disbelief.
The Second Sword Spirit just chose her as the master? No more thinking about it?!
There are many more suitable people here than her, like Xie Shuyan, whose true body is a thousand-year-old ice, and he didn't even need to keep out the cold in the snowstorm just now.
But this sword spirit didn't follow the routine and fell into the trap of the villain and Ember Silence Sword. On the contrary, he was very happy.
Now she even suspected that the Second Sword Spirit didn't know who he was contracting with.
As expected, the Ice Feather Sword Spirit circled around everyone's heads and asked: "Who is your master's sweetheart?"
Shen Mochen's figure flashed up, and in the blink of an eye he was holding a sword in one hand and holding her waist with the other.
"She is my sweetheart."
Hearing this, the Ice Feather Sword Spirit circled around her several times. Although she was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, he didn't care.
He is the leader of the divine weapons, and no matter who contracts with him, he will be able to reach the top in the future.
Moreover, this man looks good, and he looks quite pleasing to the eye. The key is that he will not be bored anymore if he has that magic sword to fight with him in the future.
Everyone held their breath, hoping that the Divine Weapon Sword Spirit would give up the idea of forming a contract with this man after seeing his lack of strength.
But what happened was contrary to expectations, but in an instant, the Ice Feather Sword had fallen into Sitong's hand, and made a clear and sweet sword sound.
Sitong held the Ice Feather Sword in her hand, and the joy in her heart was beyond words. The moment she held the Ice Feather Sword, she felt an indescribable sense of fit, as if she had chosen the right thing at a glance.
She silently recited the mantra and formed a seal to make a life contract.
With the completion of the contract formation, her soul is connected with the sword spirit, and she can communicate with it through her soul.