Chapter 198 Fierce Sword (1)

Don't draw your sword!

The handwriting on the wall of the cave was crooked, as if it was drawn forcefully under extreme fear. Hairpin Xing felt a chill in his heart, looked up at Meng Ying subconsciously, and shouted, "Senior sister!"

Meng Ying turned her head in surprise. Suddenly, the sword in her hand shook violently, and dark waves began to flow from the tip of the sword.

"Yuan Li?" Gu Baiying's expression froze.

"Senior sister, what's the matter with you?" Mu Chengxiao hurriedly asked when he saw that something was wrong.

Meng Ying held the Wuyou Sword in her hand, her eyes were uncertain: "Strange, this sword is injecting Yuan force into me."

Ordinary spirit tools, even if they give birth to sword spirits, are only weapons that cooperate with their masters. I have never heard of weapons that help people absorb Yuan force. Hairpin stared at Meng Ying and said, "Senior sister, there is something wrong with this sword!" She pointed to the engraving on the cave wall: "Throw away the sword!"

Under the lighting symbol, the handwriting on the cave wall is shocking. Meng Ying's eyes narrowed and she wanted to let go, but soon she was startled and said, "No, I can't throw this sword away."

The Yuan force emanating from the tip of the sword was like a spider spinning silk, tightly wrapping her whole body with the long sword, and she couldn't break free no matter what. Gu Baiying said coldly, "Oops." As soon as she mentioned the embroidered bone spear, she rushed towards Jianshan, but before he could get close, Meng Ying suddenly turned the tip of her sword and stabbed at the nearest Muchengxiao.

Mu layerxiao never expected that Meng Ying would suddenly shoot at him, hurriedly dodging to meet him with the God-destroying sword in hand. The swords collided, and with a "bang", a crack appeared on the blade of the God-destroying Sword, and the sword was sharp, scratching Mu layerxiao's arm.

"You" Mu layerxiao looked at Meng Ying.

"I can't control the sword in my hand," Meng Ying said calmly: "It has its own consciousness. We were wrong. This sword is probably more powerful than the top-quality spiritual weapon, so stay out of the way!"

Hairpin Xing knew in his heart that although the God-destroying Sword seemed to be a broken sword, it was actually a fierce sword capable of slaying ghosts and gods, and this seemingly gorgeous and delicate long sword could easily remain on the God-destroying sword. The knife mark is enough to explain the horror of this sword.

Gu Baiying's brows turned cold, she no longer hesitated, and rushed forward with a gun. Tian Fangfang also realized that something was wrong, and rushed into the battle with the Qianyang axe. Gu Baiying said to Meng Ying, "Don't move, I'll try to cut off the connection between you and this sword." While speaking, the silver embroidered bone spear exuded a delicate vermilion shadow from the tip of the spear. In the brilliance, he quickly outlined the flow of Yuan Li, and he held the gun in both hands and chopped forward without hesitation.

In an instant, the brilliance in the cave was bright, and countless Dao Yuan forces were stabbed and scattered everywhere, almost dazzling Huaren's eyes. "Susu" fell from the wall of the cave, causing Mi Mi to run around everywhere.

The hairpin star was protecting Mendong, and in the hustle and bustle, those brilliance quickly converged and flowed into the silver-white long sword again. The slender fingers holding the long sword were not even half different.

The connection has not been severed.

Meng Ying still hadn't gotten rid of the sword.

"What the hell is this sword trying to do?" Mendong flinched, and just after he finished saying this, Meng Ying already rushed towards Tian Fangfang with the sword.

Tian Fangfang said, "Oops," and picked up the dry sun axe and chopped at Wuyou Sword, saying, "I'm sorry, Uncle Divine Sword, for our safety, we'd better cut you in half first!"

"Stop, don't move!" Gu Baiying shouted sharply.

It's a pity that his stop was too late. Tian Fangfang's axe had already hit the Wuyou sword, and the Yuan force at the tip of the sword climbed up the dry sun axe like a thread. .

"Huh? What's going on?" Tian Fangfang suddenly realized something was wrong.

Gu Baiying's face was extremely ugly: "All the Yuan force of the spirit tool has been absorbed by this sword. This is the suppression of Yuan force."

High-level spiritual tools can suppress inferior spiritual tools. Gu Baiying's Embroidered Bone Spear and Meng Ying's Moon Soul are both top-quality spiritual tools. Even in the world of immortals, there are few rivals, but they are suppressed by Wuyou Sword here. It can be seen that The Worry-Free Sword is definitely not as simple as a top-quality spiritual weapon.

What's more terrifying is that this worry-free sword can absorb the energy of other spiritual tools. However, in a short period of time, Mu layerxiao's God-destroying Sword, Gu Baiying's Embroidered Bone Spear, and Tian Fangfang's Dry Yang Axe had all become ordinary spiritual weapons, and they no longer possessed a single cent of Yuan strength.

Meng Ying's face turned pale.

Mu layerxiao asked, "Senior sister, how are you?"

"This sword is constantly pouring into me Yuan force, but these Yuan forces seem to be affecting my mind," Meng Ying gritted her teeth: "I can't control it."

"What does it want to do?" Gu Baiying asked.

"Kill everyone."

The tone of this sentence was gloomy and seemed to carry a deep evil, as if it was not Meng Ying who spoke, but the strange sword spirit in Wuyou Sword.

She dashed towards Mendong with her sword in hand, Gu Baiying flew to block Mendong, and greeted him with a bone-embroidered spear.

"Xingxing, you leave with Mendong first!" Gu Baiying said, "I'll stay here and find a way to control this sword."

"No Shishu," Mendong shouted, "The stagnation of your spiritual veins has already reached its limit. If you abuse your Yuan force, things will happen before you wait for the fruit of the holy tree!"

"I know." Gu Baiying said coldly, the horizontal spear blocked Meng Ying's long sword, but the embroidered bone spear has now become an ordinary weapon, to stop Meng Ying, he had to rely on his own strength. Although he was the only one with the highest cultivation among the people present, it would be a dead end to resist like this.

Meng Ying sneered: "Don't even think about leaving."

That beautiful face has always been indifferent and calm, but now, it has a bit of a creepy aura, so strange that it looks like another person.

"Meng Ying!" Mu Chengxiao shouted anxiously, "Do you still remember who you are?"

With a "bang", Meng Ying expressionlessly lifted the embroidered bone gun in front of him, and said word by word, "No, worry, sword."

Worry-free sword?

The hairpin star, who was pulling Mendong back quickly, suddenly realized. At this moment, she suddenly understood the truth of Zheng Qing's stay here, the lie about the Divine Sword.

This rumored Divine Sword does have its magic, and even the best spiritual weapons can be easily suppressed. However, this sword also hides a deadly horror, which can steal the sanity of the sword-wielder.

Since ancient times, a spirit tool has produced a spirit, which is equivalent to having a sense of wisdom. Such a spirit tool is equivalent to a monk in the Yuan Ying period. But a spiritual tool is a spiritual tool, and it is only a weapon in itself, and it will not take away a person's intelligence. But this sword will devour people's minds, no, it should be said that it will make the sword holder become a part of the sword spirit and become one with the divine sword.

It would be fine if the sword spirit among them was an ordinary sword spirit who was keen on cultivation and made swords conscientiously, but this sword has an anti-social sword style and is extremely evil, and it will kill at every turn, so the person who draws this sword will You can imagine what happened.