Chapter 1521

For Han Fei, since someone's great skill is more powerful than himself, of course he has to learn it. When I surpass him, I will be stronger than him.

Anyway, Han Fei is the best at learning with the alchemy pot. Moreover, you can master more than one avenue, and you can switch willfully. This is also my strength!

It took only an hour for Han Fei to remember all these swordsmanship.

Of course, learning is learning. There are some things we can understand and some we can't.

Gradually, Han Fei saw the shadow of tianjianzong from the swordsmanship.

After all, Han Fei has also seen the master of Tianjian. Today, from the swordsmanship of the sword palace, Han Fei saw a sword once used by the Lord of the Heavenly Sword.

At that time, when he killed Zhang's second ancestor with his finger, the Chu old monster came out, and the master of Heaven Sword Pierced the imprisoned void with a red light sword.

At that time, the sword looked simple, but in fact it was powerful enough.

At the moment, Han Fei met him.

Among these tens of millions of sword moves, only half of them Han Fei could block. Half of them are still trying to remember.

When Han Fei approached the swordsman ten meters away, his sword moves became more gorgeous, and he even intended to attack his soul.

The sword technique has no trace, full of eyes, only showing the color of light and shadow.

"Gemini magic."

Han Fei plans to spend the next few days on his own. If you can't understand the swordsmanship of the sword palace, can you be called truly invincible?

Han Fei's inner pride will never allow such a thing to exist.

The body of black fog is far away now, because no sword Qi can find it. Therefore, he can observe and remember every sword he can't catch without scruple.

It's also a miracle. There are thousands of sword Qi around Mingming, but none of them attack Heiwu. It can be seen that the closer you are, the clearer the target of boundless sword Qi will be.

One hour.

Two hours.

Until the third hour, Han Fei's mind, there have been countless sword moves of the picture. And the body of white fog, also in imperceptible, came to the place that sword person two meters away.

Han Fei allowed those swords to attack, staring at the swordsman's sword and saying, "Lao yuan, is this sword real?"

Old tortoise: "false, all false! Since this man incarnated as a sword, he is the sword, and the sword is him. People don't use the sword at all. "

Han Fei turned his lips: Unfortunately, this man has not been able to leave a sword except his powerful sword skills. How to say again, ye Nan, who was born in jiugongtian, still left a sacred instrument in the world. It's very nice of you to come to my Yin Yang day, but there's no treasure left

Just as Han Fei was going to continue to observe the sword moves, he suddenly saw the standing sword man and suddenly opened his eyes.

Han Fei's heart, at that time on the "clatter" for a while, thinking: this "sword man", alive?

Seeing the swordsman, he suddenly opened his eyes, but there was no expression on his face. And the sword in his hand suddenly assassinated Han Fei.

"Hum ~"

Han Fei's speed is not fast.

One foot stepped out a turtle array, which is also a turtle array composed of Daowen. Even if the swordsman is still alive, he should not be able to break it in an instant. But oneself, as long as this instantaneous time, can withdraw.

However, Han Fei was stunned to find that the sword ignored the turtle array and directly stabbed himself?

"Bang!"

At this moment, Han Fei saw his body in white fog, from a third-party perspective. The body of white fog, like its own body, is flying back at a very slow speed.

"Damn it..."

Han Fei suddenly returns to his senses, and his heart moves, and his soul appears.

"Ding ~"

at the moment of the emergence of the imperial soul array, a touch of empty white shadow stabbed itself.

Han Fei clearly felt that he was a soul body now, and the swordsman stabbed his soul with a sword.

The spirit is out of the body. In the crack of the abyss full of sword Qi, it is likely to be smashed by countless sword moves that can bombard the spirit.

Even if it can't be broken, it's certain to get hurt.

This is the experience of half the spirits of Han Fei, while the other half is still in the body of black fog.

However, all this happened so fast that Han Fei didn't even have time to think about it. It's like all of a sudden, I see my body from the perspective of a third party. I haven't thought about it yet? The other side's soul killing skill has already been killed.

"Poof!"

In an instant, Han Fei saw a small sword and stabbed it into his soul.

"Click, click!"

That small sword, at the moment of entering his own soul body, quickly began to split up.But at this time, Han Fei just reflected: this son of a bitch sword man, really not dead, even want to give up?

At this moment, Han Fei's mind, the first idea is: Gemini unity, let yourself return to the peak state.

However, this thought, just for a moment, was rejected by Han Fei.

The body of black fog is still there. Even if there is something wrong with the body of white fog, what can we do?

On the contrary, if Gemini is united at this time, maybe there will be a problem!

"Roar!"

The body of black fog will kill directly.

This sound is naturally invalid to one's own spirit. However, when the sound of beasts eating souls, it just slightly shocked the endless soul of the sword for a moment, then it was smashed by the soul of the sword.

At this time, Han Fei has no time to complain about the old tortoise.

I'm ready to blow myself up! Although this will cause damage to himself, Han Fei doesn't believe it: just a wisp of soul can survive under his own self explosion?

But just at this time, suddenly, I saw a twig sticking out of the void, directly into the spirit of Han Fei.

As soon as the twig rolled, he saw that the sword soul, which had already dispersed and almost occupied half of Han Fei's spirit, returned to its original position and was directly held by the twig.

At this moment, Han Fei saw: the sword Qi in the whole abyss crack is returning. Hundreds of millions of sword Qi are returning, some of them are returning to the sword man, and some of them are returning to the soul of the sword.

"Hoo

At this moment, Han Fei was relieved: the alchemy pot came out! What else am I afraid of?

After all, self explosion is also a serious act of self loss. All the problems can be solved if you start with the refining pot!

At the moment, Han Fei is like a whirlpool, with hundreds of millions of sword Qi and shadow gathering in his own spirit.

Han Fei suddenly thought of Jiugong Qiyun ruler. Today, he just calculated a hexagram for himself, which says "fierce".

This NIMA, isn't it fierce? The soul has been beaten by others. Almost, I will lose at least 200 years of life.

Last time, that's what happened in Chumen. Although he escaped, he lost 200 years of life. Moreover, my strength was weakened at that time.

However, Han Fei thought again: How did the nine palace Qi Movement ruler come into being? Can even this count? I don't know. Did it count that the swordsman was still alive?

Until now, the old turtle's voice appeared: "are you ok? The emperor was deceived by this guy. He refined himself into the soul of the sword, scattered the soul of the sword in the abyss, waiting for the right person to appear, and then reunited the soul of the sword This man is really insidious

At this time, Han Fei didn't want to hear the old tortoise explain anything. He just said coldly, "hum, I've been dead for tens of thousands of years, and I want to give up? He deserves to die. "

After a while, the small sword clanged.

Han Fei's mind, crazy to convey to the pot: "give me this sword, kill him!"

However, the alchemy pot didn't do that. It just grasped the soul of the sword.

Han Fei did not move a look, immediately, the heart read a move, took out his blood drinking knife.

"With the soul!"

This time, the alchemy pot agreed, and the blood drinking knife and the sword soul were collected by it. Refining the aura and evil spirit in the world is rapidly consuming.

Han Fei sneered: "don't you specialize in kendo? I'll seal you in the knife, and I'll disgust you! "

It took more than 200 breath for this brand-new blood drinking knife to appear.

In Han Fei's eyes, information emerges.

[name] blood drinking sword (variant)

[introduction] it is composed of xuanhuang Qingtie, Lanjiao fangya, taiqingjing, fengzhijing, xingxingbengke Combined with the soul of sword and puppet, it can break the God's gold and iron.

[quality] top class magic weapon

[attached soul] soul of sword and puppet

[effect] armor breaking, soul piercing

[recasting]

[unrefined]

[note] if a sword comes out of its sheath, it must have sword shadow and soul piercing.

"Poof ~"

Han Fei is speechless: the blood drinking sword is still like a kitchen knife, but its name has become a blood drinking sword, or a variant blood drinking sword.

Its quality, also directly into the best magic weapon, almost into Dinghai Yibao.

Han Fei thinks: as long as the material is better, it may be a Dinghai Yibao. However, why does the sword become a sword after the soul of the sword is injected? Is this the obsession of sword soul?

Also, in the view of the demon pot, this is not the soul of the sword, but the soul of the sword puppet?

Han Fei doesn't know: what's the difference?

Will not ask, Han Fei, although the old turtle's judgment error is not happy, but can not because of this. After all, the old tortoise wants to become his old servant.

Han Fei: "Lao yuan, what is the soul of sword and puppet?"

The old tortoise seemed to be a little guilty, and immediately said, "some people are defending swords, and others are defending people with swords. If a man defends the sword, he will combine the sword with the man. When the sword is used to control people, they sacrifice themselves to feed the sword. When you live, you will become a sword puppet; when you die, you will become the soul of the sword puppet. "Suddenly, the old tortoise took a breath and said, "do you mean this man is a sword puppet?"

Han Fei is noncommittal: "it's a sword puppet. What's the matter?"

Old tortoise: "if it's a sword puppet, there should be a sword master. A sword puppet is equivalent to a sword servant. No matter how powerful he is, he is a servant. Above him, there must be a stronger one. "

"I see."

Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly: if it's really the old tortoise's saying, the origin of that day's sword clan is probably related to the sword master of that sword temple.

Of course, Han Fei didn't believe that the sword master could live to the present?

But, perhaps, because of the fall of the sword master, the people of Tianjian sect have forgotten this stubble.

After all, there is also a sword puppet in the sword palace in the crack of the abyss. You said that if the sword master was still alive, he would let his puppets stay here?

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