The embryo of the Immortal Sword is formed. Due to the addition of Mingguang Emperor Stone, the whole body of the sword is crystal clear, flowing with a pure white halo, which is extremely charming.
Song Weixi couldn't move her eyes away immediately. This fairy sword was like a work of art, it was so beautiful.
Song Zhenwei was very pleased that the restoration was successful. From now on, Langya Academy was finally worthy of its reputation as a treasure of the town.
However, Ji Mo was a little dissatisfied, so he picked up the forging hammer and struck the sword embryo.
"Oh, please stop knocking and be careful of getting flowers."
Song Weiqian was very distressed.
"Oh well."
Ji Mo could only stop his movements. He had planned to practice hard, but now he had no choice but to give up.
But Song Zhenwei didn't know why, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He broke off a wooden stick as thick as an arm from the nearby tree and wanted to beat his unlucky child.
Really, if you don’t understand, don’t shout randomly, you’re wasting a huge opportunity.
Because Song Zhenwei saw that Ji Mo was not just knocking randomly, but was using an extremely unnatural forging technique.
He could feel that the level of the fairy sword was improving.
Originally, the sword embryo was just a fairy-level mortal, but it was knocked down to a mid-level by Ji Mo Kuang, directly rising two levels.
Immortal weapons are divided into seven grades: ordinary grade, low grade, medium grade, top grade, fine grade, top grade, and exquisite grade.
If Ji Mo were allowed to continue beating him, he might be promoted to top grade, or even higher.
As a result, because of Song Weiqian's words, Ji Mo stopped playing.
Ji Mo didn't strike the sword, but Song Zhenwei wanted to strike someone and beat up the naughty kid.
"Old man, what are you doing?"
It was the first time in her life that Song Weiqian saw Song Zhenwei get so angry, and she actually planned to deal with herself.
"I'm not doing anything, I just want to beat up my unfilial daughter."
Song Zhenwei snorted coldly and waved the big wooden stick.
But in the end, he still didn't fight, not because he was too soft-hearted, but because he sensed something was wrong.
There were several powerful auras leaking out of the sky, which he keenly captured.
A powerful enemy is coming!
Such thoughts immediately appeared in his mind.
Song Weiqian also sensed six auras that made her heart palpitate, and her face turned pale.
Six powerful men at the peak of the Spiritual Emperor Realm were hiding in the sky above their heads, obviously with ulterior motives and evil intentions.
"They are the six peak spiritual emperors of Shengling Academy, and they all hold imperial weapons!"
Song Zhenwei's face looked very ugly, knowing that a huge crisis was coming.
Above mid-air.
Liu Song's heart was filled with turmoil because he saw Ji Mo forge a fairy sword with his own eyes.
Originally, he didn't take Ji Mo seriously. He never thought that the other party was so terrifying and could even forge an immortal sword.
No wonder such talents have such a high status in Langya Academy.
But, why would such a master want to live in a poor place like Langya Academy?
"Old Liu, thanks to you, we have been able to meet the great destiny. This magical weapon has just taken shape and has not yet recognized its owner. It is the best time to snatch it."
"Everyone, what are you waiting for? Start killing people and stealing goods!"
The six peak spiritual emperors of Sheng Ling Academy had greedy faces on their faces, exposed their bodies, and rushed straight to the ground.
Song Zhenwei and Song Weiqian both looked solemn, feeling that if things went wrong today, Langya Academy would be filled with blood.
The six peak spiritual emperors armed with imperial weapons have astonishing fighting prowess. They may destroy the entire Langya Academy in the aftermath of the fight.
But Ji Mo only saw the sword in his eyes and did not see anything unusual in the sky.
He played with the fairy sword in his hand and felt quite satisfied. The main reason was that the shape of the fairy sword was really gorgeous and in line with his aesthetic taste.
"The day the broken sword is reforged, the day the knight returns!"
"They can't get away with it!"
Ji Mo held the hilt of the fairy sword, shouted the lines of a certain game character in a very neutral way, and casually held a sword flower in his arm.
Song Zhenwei and Song Weiqian's pupils suddenly dilated, looking at the sky in disbelief.
A half-moon-shaped sword light appeared out of thin air, tearing the sky apart.
And the direction was exactly the six peak spiritual emperors from Shengling Academy who were swooping in.
Three of the peak spiritual emperors were the first to bear the brunt. They were unable to even scream, and instantly turned into blood mist that filled the sky. Even their imperial soldiers were shattered on the spot.
The three surviving spirit emperors had faces full of horror, their three souls came out of their bodies, and they turned around and ran away, trying to escape like crazy.
Ji Mo felt that the sword felt pretty good, so he made a few more gestures.
The sword spirit of the Immortal Sword heard clearly what Ji Mo said: They can't escape punishment!
As a result, three sword rays were like lightning, striking at the three fleeing people accurately.
These three peak spiritual emperors died immediately, and their bodies were minced into powder and turned into ashes.
The three imperial weapons were not damaged and fell from mid-air.
Also falling together was Liu Song. A flash of sword light flew past his scalp, frightening him so much that he fell down from mid-air.
Song Weixi swallowed her saliva and no longer knew how to describe her current mood.
With a single movement of his hand, a powerful enemy can be wiped out.
These were six peak spiritual emperors holding imperial weapons, but they were slaughtered by Ji Mo without even farting.
Looking back, I seemed to have bumped into Ji Mo many times. Fortunately, he was generous, otherwise I would have been dead.
From this moment on, Song Weiqian finally made up her mind to never conflict with Ji Mo in the future.
"It's Mr. Ji who is so fierce!"
Song Zhenwei's face was full of shock, and then he flashed and picked up the three fallen imperial weapons.
Liu Song fell heavily into the yard, creating a large human-shaped pit on the ground.
Inside Qianlong City!
Many people are looking forward to it, waiting to watch the battle between the peak spiritual emperors.
"Is there a war yet?"
A lowly monk asked.
The expert next to him had a dry throat and trembling mouth as he managed to say: "It's over!"
"What, is Langya Academy so cowardly? Does it mean that it simply doesn't dare to accept the challenge and surrenders directly?"
"No, Sheng Ling Academy was destroyed and Langya Academy won."
"?!"
Some powerful monks couldn't believe what they saw, even if they witnessed it with their own eyes.
The six peak spiritual emperors were as if they were being chopped into pieces. They had no room for resistance and were wiped out by a terrifying sword energy.
The whole process only takes a few breaths.
"Langya Academy is really well hidden. It possesses an unparalleled powerful immortal weapon. Killing the peak spiritual emperor is like killing a chicken but a dog. From now on, in Qianlong City, we must keep our tail between our legs and must not offend anyone."
Langya Academy."
Many monks sighed.
Most people take it for granted that from today on, Langya Academy is no longer a low-ranking college that can be pointed out by others. It already has the foundation of a famous school.
And after what happened today, any force that wants to touch Langya Academy in the future must think carefully.
Langya Academy is about to rise!
This is the inner thought of most people in Qianlong City.
Liu Song struggled to climb up from the underground pit while coughing up blood.
He was seriously injured and has yet to recover. Now that he fell like this again, he almost lost his life. If it weren't for his strong Emperor-level physique, he might have been thrown to death.
As soon as Liu Song climbed to the ground, he saw a crystal sword on his neck. He was so frightened that he knelt down with a plop: "Spare my life..."