The thick green smoke was undoubtedly poisonous. I didn't know whether Dao Wuji, who was lying on the ground, was alive or dead.
While Liu Feng was hesitating, the green smoke had completely enveloped him. An unpleasant smell invaded his heart and spleen, and Liu Feng suddenly felt dizzy. Fortunately, Jiehun reacted in time and gave Liu Feng a tranquilizer. Liu Feng felt that his mind suddenly became clear. He saw a giant oily green python in the green smoke. The python stuck out its tongue at Liu Feng, and its bloody mouth opened wide, as if it wanted to swallow Liu Feng into its stomach in one gulp.
"Could this be the weapon soul that Dao Wuji mentioned?" While doubting, Liu Feng had already drawn out the black iron sword. The black iron sword flashed and pointed directly at the giant python. However, when the black iron sword was about to chop down the giant python, the giant python suddenly flashed and disappeared in an instant along with oily green smoke. Only the oily green sword was left in front of Liu Feng's eyes.
The oily green sword paused in mid-air, and after several turns, it shot straight towards Liu Feng's face. The speed of the oily green sword was extremely fast, and Liu Feng could not dodge it in time and could only swing his sword to block it. With a crisp sound, the black iron sword and the oily green sword collided with each other, sparks flew, and Liu Feng's hand was also hurt by the shock.
However, after this attack, the oily green sword became even more unscrupulous, and frequently stabbed at Liu Feng's vital points. Helplessly, Liu Feng could only activate the Qiankun Sword Technique among the Nine Swords of the Reverse Spirit. Liu Feng's Qiankun Sword Technique was at a high level, and the oily green sword could not do anything to him at all. In this way, the two were in a stalemate with no clear winner.
"This is a heaven-level artifact, it must be much worse than my emperor-level artifact!" While thinking, Liu Feng suddenly summoned the Blood-Drinking Knife. A red light appeared, and the oily green sword suddenly became dim. The momentum of the Blood-Drinking Knife completely suppressed the long sword.
However, the blood demon roared, and the oily green sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Liu Feng put away the Blood-Drinking Knife and shook his head, "If I had known that the Blood Demon could deal with the sword with a roar, why would I have gone to so much trouble?" While talking to himself, Liu Feng walked forward and picked up the oily green sword. The three words "Green Python Sword" were engraved on the hilt of the sword, and there was a flying giant python on the sword. The giant python looked lifelike as if it was alive.
"Green Python Sword? This is a sword tomb, how come there is a sword here? There are even hidden weapons from the Poison Sect on the sword? The previous owner of this sword must not be a good person!" As he spoke, Liu Feng picked up the Green Python Sword and walked straight towards Dao Wuji who had fainted on the ground in the distance.
Looking at Dao Wuji lying motionless on the ground, Liu Feng couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Is this weapon refining master going to die?"
"It's not that easy for me to die!" Dao Wuji suddenly stood up from the ground miraculously.
Liu Feng was surprised and asked: "You? Are you pretending to be dead?"
Dao Wuji said: "I'm not pretending to be dead, I'm just pretending to be unconscious." While speaking, Dao Wuji actually snatched the Qingmang Sword from Liu Feng's hand. He looked at the sword and nodded: "This sword is good. If we go back and process it, it has the potential to become an emperor-level artifact!"
"You actually pretended to be unconscious? Do you know that the poison gas of the Green Python Sword can kill people? I really think it is the greatest misfortune in my life to have a master like you!"
"It's your honor!" Dao Wuji took out a small bottle from his body while speaking. A drop of transparent liquid from the bottle dripped onto the blade of the Green Python Sword. A green light suddenly rose up and after flowing in the air for a few times, it turned into the original giant python. The giant python let out a long roar and turned into a green halo, which flowed into the small bottle.
"Is that small bottle of yours used to collect weapon souls?" Liu Feng seemed a little curious.
Dao Wuji said, "The bottle is an ordinary bottle. Everything is thanks to the Soul-Gathering Liquid!" After a pause, Dao Wuji put away the bottle and nodded, "A Green Dragon Moon-Slashing Blade and a Green Python Sword. This time, our luck is really good. Let's go back and transform these two treasures."
"Go back? Where to?" Liu Feng was a little confused, but when he said he was going to leave the sword tomb, he took a long breath. The desolate sword tomb was really not a place to stay for long.
"You'll know when you get there. Boy, can you escape the poison in the Green Python Sword? Have you learned how to make medicine? Or maybe?" Dao Wuji's face revealed a hint of doubt as he spoke.
"So what if I've learned it?" Liu Feng's face was filled with pride.
Dao Wuji suddenly shouted: "I hate those despicable people who only know how to use poison the most!"
(End of this chapter)