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Chapter 138: Artifact Refining

"Clang!"

The edge of the Divine Sword was almost completely suppressed. The black brick was held in Zhuge Buliang's hand and slapped on the Immortal Abuse Sword. The sword light on the Immortal Sword completely dimmed.

"How could it be?" Qin Yi's face was full of surprise. This Immortal Abuse Sword is a rare and famous sword of the Qingxiao Sect. It has been personally refined by several elders. It is made of precious materials and is taken from the core of the earth ore, which is hard and unbreakable.

But facing this ordinary-looking black tile, Qin Yi felt that the Immortal Abuse Sword in her hand could not exert its power at all.

"middle!"

Zhuge Buliang shouted loudly, and Ban Brick smacked him head-on.

"Clang!"

Qin Yi raised his sword to meet him, half of his body was already numb. At this time, Qin Yi was surprised to find that there were faint cracks on the sword.

"This is impossible!" Qin Yi's heart twitched fiercely, and the Immortal Abuse Sword showed signs of faintly breaking into pieces.

"Boom!"

The surrounding mountains, forests and hills were all turned into powder in this violent fluctuation of true energy.

"boom!"

Black bricks were smashed up, and the Immortal Abuse Sword in Qin Yi's hand was eclipsed at this moment, and cracks appeared on the sword.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the Immortal Abuse Sword broke into two pieces under the impact of bricks.

"puff!"

Qin Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

"Humph!" Zhuge Buliang snorted softly, and the bricks returned to his body in a flash, and said: "Do you want to continue fighting?"

"You...you actually destroyed my fairy sword!" Qin Yi's face was haggard, but his eyes were filled with resentment. The fairy sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces and was lying quietly in Qin Yi's hand.

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In the Qingxiao Sect, some disciples were busy discussing, and the thunderous roar from the back mountain deeply affected their hearts. No one knew what kind of scene it was.

"The sound of fighting seems to have stopped."

"Who won?"

"Needless to say, of course it's Senior Sister Qin Yi. How could that kid defeat Senior Sister in the foundation building stage?"

"That's right, what's more, the senior sister also has a peerless sword in her hand."

"Look, I'm back!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw a ray of light and shadow coming from the back mountain. Zhuge Buliang was stepping in the air, with his long hair flying, standing with his hands behind his back, looking elegant. He flew directly towards his small courtyard without stopping.

"The kid didn't look injured."

"Humph, I must be afraid of losing face, so I'm holding it back."

"Senior Sister is back!"

Qin Yi's face was pale, and her sword flew back unsteadily. There was a large amount of blood on her dress, her face was as white as paper, and her hair was disheveled.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Qin Yi's body shook and she almost fell from the air.

"Sister, how are you... how are you?" asked a disciple.

"I'm fine." Qin Yi waved her hand, stopped staying, and left with her sword.

All the disciples immediately started talking.

"How could this happen? It looks like Senior Sister is seriously injured."

"Did Senior Sister lose? How is this possible? The other party is just a small character in the foundation building stage."

"That guy must have used some trick to hurt Senior Sister!"

People around him were talking, but Zhuge Buliang didn't realize it. He returned to the room, sat quietly and adjusted his breath, recovering the depleted true energy.

He took out the two jade bottles that Xiao Zhuo had given him before, opened the corks, and a faint fragrance filled the whole room. Zhuge Buliang licked his lips, took a sip, and suddenly felt a pure power flowing through his body.

His true energy is recovering quickly.

"This elixir is indeed good." Zhuge Buliang smacked his lips and closed his eyes to rest.

At this moment, in a large hall, Qin Yi stood there with a pale face. In front of her were Hua Yunfei, the head of the Qingxiao Sect, and several old men.

Hua Yunfei held the broken Immortal Abuse Sword in his hand and frowned.

"The Immortal Abuse Sword has been refined by us. Ordinary magic weapons cannot harm it at all. That boy actually broke it into pieces."


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