Wonderful!
"I was thinking before whether I could get Xiao Yuli a Heavenly Sword Ghost... I didn't expect that I would actually have the chance to do so..."
Muttering to himself, and then shifting his gaze back to the broken black sword from the Heavenly Sword Emperor, Luo Wusheng seemed to have forgotten the other party's former bad character.
And the Broken Sword seemed to have collected the Sword Ghost, and some excitement came out from the connection.
Then something else followed the connection and entered Luo Wusheng's body.
Luo Wusheng was slightly stunned, but a clear sword sound rang out around him.
His sword intent, which was only slightly away from perfection, took a step further at this moment and truly became the perfect sword intent, stepping onto the starting line of the pursuit of perfection.
The Demon Sect's Holy Son, who was rewarded, completely forgot the old grudge.
Bad character? No, no, is there any sword in the world that is more obedient than this
"Well... Now that the Sword Ghost is in my hands, it's time to go back."
Through the connection with the broken sword, Luo Wusheng connected to the secret realm of the Sword Emperor.
With a thought, he was about to take back the broken black sword and return to the secret palace.
After receiving Luo Wusheng's order, the broken sword changed its previous temperament, gladly accepted the return, and disappeared in an instant.
The Demon Sect's Saint was about to nod in satisfaction when he felt a sharp pain in his waist.
(… Are you treating my kidneys as a door?)
Looking at the dark light and shadow on his waist, Luo Wusheng looked a little embarrassed.
Sure enough, this stupid Broken Sword from the Sword Emperor family still needs to be educated.
The next moment, the space changed.
… …
The cultivators who were watching the scene in Jianyang Mountain from afar were stunned.
They hadn't even had the chance to run away, so how come the Sword Ghost, who was just about to exert his strength again, was dealt with
"That sword ghost... was destroyed by the monk who suddenly appeared just now? What happened?"
Such doubtful voices continued to be heard among the few remaining people.
Soon, a monk with a slightly higher cultivation level, who seemed to be proficient in the art of perception, slapped his thigh hard.
"It's him! There's no mistake! The man who suddenly appeared is the young man who left after swinging the knife earlier!"
Everyone was stunned at first, and then subconsciously looked at the heavy sword team with the highest cultivation level here, as well as the golden elixir in the team of independent cultivators who had not left before.
However, no one among them shook their heads to refute.
That is to say…
Everyone gasped.
"That gentleman again... I see! I understand now. He didn't leave helplessly after slashing with the sword earlier. Instead, he prepared a way to truly destroy the sword ghost!"
"That makes sense, so he eliminated the disaster as soon as he returned, but with such means...hiss—"
"The aura that the sword ghost revealed when he drew his sword just now was probably no less than that of a grandmaster, but that gentleman was able to erase it... Although I can't tell what special power he used, but with this strength... who is he?"
"What does it matter who he is? But that gentleman has red lips and white teeth, and he is still a handsome young man. I don't know if he is married... My youngest sister is of marriageable age this year, and she is also very beautiful. If he doesn't mind..."
The crowd, whose identities could not be seen clearly due to the distance, seemed to gradually become noisy due to the sudden relaxation.
After learning that it was Luo Wusheng who solved everything, they were all a little surprised, but in the end they felt that it was as it should be.
The boy had surprised them to the point of almost becoming numb.
However, the most troublesome thing is the three confused Yuanying sword cultivators who are now in Jianyang Mountain.
Compared to the strong man who left the race too early and the old man Yuanying who seemed to have chosen to cut losses in time, they who ran the entire race felt lonely today...
During the entire process of hunting the Sword Ghost, they did two things.
Eating a flattering and scraping.
I always feel that the Yuanying realm has lost all its coolness.
But when they think of the young man who disappeared after a dark light flashed around his waist, they feel a little complicated.
Even they, at such a distance, didn't understand how Luo Wusheng dealt with the sword ghost just now, and they didn't even have a clue how the other party disappeared.
But the matter is over, and they are destined to get no results.
At the front of the heavy sword team, a sturdy man was thinking about something as he watched the matter of the sword ghost come to an end.
But at this moment, his eyebrows raised.
Faintly, he heard the cry of a hawk.
… …
On the other side, the Sword Emperor's secret realm.
Luo Wusheng found out that he was wrong.
Although he had indeed established a deeper connection with the pitch-black broken sword, there were still problems with his teleportation into space.
The dizziness I should have felt was exactly the same.
Moreover, this time the Sword Emperor broke the sword again on purpose.
He looked at the beautiful fairy who was right below him, with a look of surprise on her beautiful face, and smelled the feminine fragrance that made him feel hot all over... Then he received the emotion of seeking credit from the broken sword in his dantian through the connection...
Luo Wusheng was silent.
What kind of environment did this child grow up in
Chapter 259: Preparations of the Demon Sect Saint
Luo Wusheng felt his head was slightly congested.
Broken Sword's control of this wave of spatial transformation was very skillful.
He was forcibly squeezed out of the space and dazedly bumped into the beautiful girl in front of him who seemed to be recovering from her injuries and preparing to fight the sword ghost.
On the other side, Ling Shuangxue quickly opened her eyes after suddenly sensing a familiar breath. Then, she looked at the body approaching her at a very fast speed, with a hint of surprise on her face.
Yuanying's awareness of being on guard against unexpected events caused her body to spontaneously surge with spiritual power, but she subconsciously suppressed it.
Perhaps he was afraid that his spontaneous spiritual power would hurt the boy in front of him? Or maybe...
In short, we won’t be able to catch up in time with this trip back and forth.
So we have this scene now.
The spiritual power that was forcibly suppressed was released in another form, which slightly dispersed the dress made of special material on Ling Shuangxue's body. The sleeves spread below her shoulders, revealing a piece of snow-white skin with a little pink.
Clear collarbone, slender neck, and beautiful face.
Her slightly untidy posture revealed a kind of charm of a fairy in a painting with a touch of mortal world, which aroused the heat in Luo Wusheng's heart and made his breathing heavier.
Ling Shuangxue, who had never shown such a loss of composure in front of anyone, had her eyes flashing with unidentified emotions. Although she did not move, her eyes were a little vague, and she only glanced at the face of the young man in front of her.
Bang, bang.
In the empty hall, the sound of heartbeats was quite clear to the ears of the two monks with high cultivation levels.
It's just a little difficult to tell whether the noisy sound of the heartbeat comes from oneself or the other person.
Luo Wusheng felt that he was about to lose control.
Facing the Sword Pavilion Fairy in front of him, a string in his heart was not stretched too tight.
Especially when you don’t feel much resistance from the other party.
Well, the one in front of me is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Although his current condition is not at his best, he will definitely not be without the ability to resist against myself who also has little spiritual power left.
The current status...
Luo Wusheng swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness.
He could also feel that the woman beneath him was just as nervous and anxious as he was.
At this moment, Ling Shuangxue truly experienced the difference between imagination and reality.
She thought she had made all kinds of psychological preparations and had already had the idea of developing in a certain direction.
But at this moment, the preparations he had made were directly washed away by the torrent of emotions. The only thing he could feel was the aura of the young man close at hand, and his own swordsman, who had been reshaped but now showed a tendency to transform again.
(As expected, if my swordsmanship is to be complete and walk out of that sword path...)
Her eyes were a little blurry, but she was also thinking about something else, which made her seem a little overwhelmed. She bit her lips lightly, as if she was hesitating about something.
Perhaps it was because the other party's behavior was a little obvious, or perhaps it was because the blood supply to the brain was sufficient and stimulated the brain's functioning, Luo Wusheng realized the other party's thoughts in a very short time.
He also regained some rational thoughts from the erotic scene before him.
He took a breath, raised his body a little, and said softly:
"The trip just now went a little more smoothly than expected..."
Looking at Ling Shuangxue's trembling eyes, Luo Wusheng gently placed the mini sword ghost in his hand on the ground beside him.
“… This is the sword intent contained in that Heavenly Rank Sword Ghost.”
"Because I just had the right opportunity, after understanding the situation, I did not come back to consult with the fairy, but chose to act alone... Fortunately, I did not disappoint the fairy's expectations."
"If the fairy wants to know the details, I can tell you slowly..."
Luo Wusheng's voice gradually became lower, because a pair of hands had wrapped around his body without him knowing when, and the soft jade-like person stood up slightly and held him in her arms.
Because of the untidy clothes, Luo Wusheng could clearly feel the temperature of the other person's skin on his shoulders and neck.
And in this feeling of being so close to each other, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
Well, it probably hit the other person's lower abdomen.
The woman's body trembled slightly and made a sound like talking in a dream.
"Wait a moment..."
Wait? Wait for what
Luo Wusheng, whose brain was over-congested, had not yet reacted when his arms suddenly felt empty, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward.
However, a gentle spiritual force supported him and turned him over so that he lay on his back, avoiding close contact between his face and the ground.
Looking at the empty space below him, the Sword Pavilion Fairy and the mini sword ghost he took out disappeared, and the Son of Demon Sect realized what had happened at this time.
—Teleport.
Luo Wusheng sat up with a somersault and looked in one direction.
He could feel that Ling Shuangxue's breath appeared behind a jade pillar in the hall over there. Because it was blocking his view, he could only see a little bit of her sleeve extending from behind the pillar.
However, the aura behind the pillar seemed quite chaotic.
Well, it seems that I am not much better.
(If things had continued to develop...)
Luo Wusheng felt his lips were a little dry.
Since neither side resists, it should all be done smoothly, right
And even though it hasn’t worked out yet, the meaning of “wait a little longer”…
The saint of a certain demon sect took another look at the jade pillar that blocked the peerless fairy figure, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, and a small red and black book appeared in his hand.
This is not his diary.
(Fortunately, I had foresight and asked Xiao Hu for this... Although it is only a low-level method used by their level, it is better to have it than not. At worst, I can improve it by combining it with the hidden folder in my previous life.)
Although time is pressing, the Holy Son of Demon Sect never fights an unprepared battle.
Unfortunately, although Long Dahai's few independent cultivators have a lot of experience, the methods they have are not as good as those of his own young clerks.
Thinking in his heart, Luo Wusheng slowly looked into his dantian.
Hmm... Let's deal with the education of the Broken Sword of the Sword Emperor family later.