Hearing this, Jian's expression could no longer be concealed, and he showed a look of surprise. Could it be that it was not a coincidence, or that he had not practiced enough, and that the trouble he had always had with his strength turned out to be the barrier of Jian's spiritual body? At the same time, Jian's heart was also excited.
, because since Baiquan knows so clearly, he should know how to solve this problem.
"Hehe, of course I know." Looking at Jian Jian's expression, he knew what Jian was thinking of. Bai Quan sneered, "Actually, the method is very simple. Since you are a sword spirit body, then the foundation of your cultivation is the sword body. You just need to
Let the sword body absorb the essence of the sword from other sword weapons, and you can improve the strength of the sword body, thereby improving the strength of the sword spirit body. In this way, you can improve your strength."
"And you, such a sword spirit body, are the best among them. Hehe, if I absorb you, my strength will be greatly increased. In this way, I will also have a foothold in the Fama Empire, and gradually restore my original strength.
"Bai Quan looked at the sword as if he were seeing a naked girl, with a greedy look in his eyes, as if he wanted to throw the sword to the ground.
"So that's it." Jian finally understood. Unexpectedly, this accident allowed him to find a solution to improve his strength.
"Humph, so what if you know, you will soon become my nourishment. I am telling you this just to let you die peacefully and to absorb it more smoothly. Do you think I bothered to say this to you?
What's the reason for?" Baiquan rushed towards the sword with confidence, Baiquan was indeed
He has his own self-confidence. He used to be the master of the Sword Xuan Sect and a Three-Yuan Heavenly Lord. Although his strength has declined now, his vision, combat experience, and knowledge of the sword spirit body are very familiar to him. Therefore, he is now familiar with this stupid person.
Qing didn't know anything about the sword boy, but he still felt that he could catch him.
"Are you so confident?" Jian asked in a deep voice. He wanted to know what other cards the opponent had not revealed so that he could be prepared.
"Oh, what, you want to trick me?" Baiquan sneered. Jian's thoughts were simply child's play for him. In addition to many human beings and sophistication, Baiquan was very clear, but Baiquan also had unexpected things, such as him
He was sneak attacked by decent people, and that attack also caused Baiquan's human nature to change passively.
Justice and evil sometimes really depend on how you look at it. If you think it is justice, it is justice. If you think it is evil, it is evil. And maybe, sometimes, it is also what most people think. What most people think
Justice may be justice, and evil may be the same.
However, now in Baiquan's heart, justice and evil have been confused. Is what others think and pursue really right? He thinks that now he knows that people do not necessarily have to live for justice and for others.
People should live for themselves. Only the life lived for themselves is wonderful. People should live for themselves. This is your life.
"Think about why I am confident. There are many reasons, and one of the most important is to speak with strength." As he spoke, Baiquan slowly floated, spreading a pair of blood-red wings behind his back, and the wings faintly exuded blood.
spirit.
"Third-level human emperor?" Jian felt Baiquan's strength and was shocked. He was only a first-level now. When it came to a real battle, it was really as Baiquan said, speaking with strength. Jian's brows furrowed. Now he was in trouble.
.
"Hehe, just accept your death obediently. Finally, since you were once above the level of Heavenly Lord, I will give you a chance to say your last wish. Maybe, I will do it for you." Bai Quan said with a sneer.
"The last wish, hum, of course is for you to die." Jian mocked.
"You're looking for death." With a low curse, Bai Quan dodged and attacked Jian. His powerful strength directly suppressed the sword. Under the full defense of the sword, he looked particularly embarrassed.
"Boom..." Under a bloody light, the sword was directly bombarded to the ground by Baiquan, unable to move.
"Suffer death." Baiquan smiled grimly and was about to take action...
Just when he was about to take action, Bai Quan suddenly stopped. He seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head and looked around. He saw a middle-aged man in a snow-white robe standing there coldly in the distance, holding a handful of sky blue in his hand.
Colorful long sword.
"Huh?" Bai Quan was stunned. What's going on? How come there is another person in this world of sword spirit? No, this person is also a sword spirit. Wait, this is happening.
What's going on? Another sword spirit. What's going on? Bai Quan is a little confused. What's happening now makes him a little confused.
"Ah?" Seeing the middle-aged man in snow-white robes, Jian was also stunned on the spot. How could it be possible? Sha Shizong? Father?
Yes, the middle-aged man who appears in the sword spirit world at this moment is none other than Sha Shizong, who was buried with the sword on the back mountain of Yunji Mountain.
After experiencing so many things and being reborn in the Holy Dragon Empire, Jian has seen many things clearly. In his heart, his resentment towards Sha Shizong has disappeared. Even when he went to fight against Sha Shizong, it was just to give his mother a heart.
To explain, even some things, in Jian's heart, he was also tangled and unable to speak.
He never wanted to have a hug from his father.
Seeing the sky-blue long sword in the hand of his father Sha Shizong, Jian suddenly understood. Oh my God, no wonder he has been unable to use the Falling Water Sword and the Falling Water Sword Technique. Unexpectedly, his father Sha Shizong also transformed into a sword spirit body through the Falling Water Sword.
"So that's it." Sha Shizong walked out silently. He had just woken up. Just now, he had been dreaming like a dream. He dreamed of many things. He dreamed of the battle of the sword. He dreamed of many things about the sword. He dreamed of the sword step by step.
Come here, grow and develop in the Holy Dragon Continent.
Sha Shizong glanced at the sword with some indulgence, and said with a smile: "That's great."
With these two words, Jian's heart was touched when he heard his father say such words. A certain kind of emotion spread crazily in his heart. His lips trembled slightly. Jian wanted to say it out, but he didn't know how to say it.
The same two words kept spinning in Jian's mouth, but he couldn't say them out at once.
Sha Shizong's eyes moved from Jian's body to Baiquan's body, and his eyes became cold, the kind of coldness that makes you feel cold just by looking at him. Baiquan was like this at the moment. He felt something about this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.
There was a dangerous aura, even though there was no elemental fluctuation on the opponent's body.
"Another sword spirit!" Baiquan finally said it. Although it was a bit unbelievable, it was a fact. Although he didn't understand why, it was before his eyes.
"My luck is so good." Bai Quan straightened up and looked at Sha Shizong and the two sword spirits. If he swallowed them both, how much would his strength be improved? Bai Quan was a little shy just thinking about it.
Excited.
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