Chapter 1521 The Soul of the Sword Puppet

For Han Fei, since someone was more powerful than him, he had to learn it. When I surpass him, I will naturally be stronger than him.

Anyway, with the Demon Refining Pot, Han Fei was the best at learning. Moreover, there is more than one avenue that I can master, and I can switch at will. This is also my confidence!

It took only an hour for Han Fei to memorize all these sword skills.

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

Gradually, Han Fei saw the shadow of Tianjianzong from this sword technique.

After all, Han Fei had seen the Lord of the Heavenly Sword make a move before. Today, from the swordsmanship of the Sword God Palace, Han Fei saw a sword once used by the Master of the Heavenly Sword.

That was when he killed the second patriarch of the Zhang family with his Heavenly Cutting Finger, the old monster Chu came out, and the master of the Heavenly Sword pierced through the imprisoned void with a small red light sword.

At that time, that sword looked unpretentious, but it was actually quite powerful.

And at this moment, Han Fei met him.

Among the tens of thousands of sword moves, Han Fei was able to block only half of them. There are still half of them, Han Fei is still trying to remember.

When Han Fei approached the sword man ten meters away, those sword moves became more gorgeous, and they intended to hit his soul directly.

There is no trace of swordsmanship, and the eyes are full, showing only the color of light and shadow.

"Gemini magic."

Han Fei planned: I will spend the next few days here. If you can't even understand the sword skills of this Sword God Palace, can you still call yourself truly invincible?

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

The body of black mist is far away at this moment, because no sword energy can detect it. Therefore, he can observe without any scruples and memorize every sword skill that he can't handle.

It is also a miracle. There were thousands of sword qis around, but none of them attacked the black mist. It can be seen that the closer they are, the clearer the goal of this boundless sword energy.

an hour.

Two hours.

By the third hour, countless pictures of sword techniques had appeared in Han Fei's mind. And the body of white mist also unconsciously came to a place two meters away from the sword man.

Han Fei let those phantoms of sword energy attack, staring at the sword in the swordman's hand: "Old Yuan, is this sword real?"

Old turtle: "It's fake, it's all fake! Since this person turned into a sword, he is the sword, and the sword is him. People don't use swords at all."

Han Fei curled his lips: It's a pity, apart from his powerful swordsmanship, this man didn't even leave a sword behind. Anyway, Ye Nan from Jiugongtian still left behind a human sacred weapon. It's good for you, come to my yin and yang, and you don't leave any treasure...

Just when Han Fei was about to continue observing the sword moves, he suddenly saw the standing sword man and opened his eyes.

Han Fei's heart skipped a beat at the time, thinking: This "sword man", is he alive?

Seeing only the sword man, he suddenly opened his eyes, but his face was expressionless. And the long sword in his hand suddenly aimed at Han Fei and assassinated him.

"Om~"

Han Fei's speed was nothing short of unpleasant.

Stepped on a turtle formation, which is also a turtle formation composed of Dao patterns. Even if the swordsman is still alive, he probably won't be able to defeat him in an instant. And myself, as long as this moment of work, I can withdraw.

However, Han Fei was astonished to find out: That sword ignored the turtle formation and stabbed himself directly?

"Boom!"

At this moment, Han Fei saw his body of white mist from a third-party perspective. The body of white mist, which is equivalent to his own physical body, is flying backward at an extremely slow speed.

"Damn..."

Han Fei suddenly came back to his senses, and with a thought, the Imperial Soul Formation appeared.

"Ding~"

At the moment when the Yuhun Formation appeared, a blank shadow stabbed at him.

Han Fei clearly felt that he was in a soul body now, and the sword man stabbed out his soul with a single strike.

The soul is separated from the body, in this abyss crack filled with sword energy, it is likely to be smashed by countless sword moves here that can bombard the soul.

Even if it can't be smashed, it is certain to be injured.

This was the experience of half of Han Fei's soul, while the other half was still on the body of the black mist.

However, all of this happened so fast that Han Fei didn't even have time to think about it. It was as if suddenly, I saw my body from a third-party perspective. Haven't waited to think about what's going on? The opponent's soul killing technique has already killed him.

"puff!"

In an instant, Han Fei saw a small sword piercing into his soul body.

"Ka Ka Ka!"

The moment the small sword entered his soul body, it quickly began to split.

But at this time, Han Fei realized: This bastard swordsman is really not dead, and he still wants to take it away?

At this moment, the first thought that came to Han Fei's mind was: the twins unite to restore themselves to their peak state.

However, this thought only existed for a moment before being rejected by Han Fei.

The body of black mist is still there, even if something goes wrong with the body of white mist, so what?

On the contrary, if the twins unite at this time, maybe there will be problems!

"Roar!"

The body of the black mist made a move, and Soul Devourer of Hundred Beasts shot out directly.

This voice is naturally ineffective against one's own spirit. However, when the sound of beasts devouring souls only slightly shook the endless sword soul for a moment, it was smashed to pieces by the sword soul.

At this time, Han Fei had no time to complain about the old turtle.

I am ready to explode my body of white mist! Although this would cause damage to himself, Han Fei did not believe that a mere ray of soul could survive his own self-destruct?

But at this moment, suddenly, he saw a twig protruding from the void, directly reaching into Han Fei's soul.

As soon as Xiaozhi rolled it, he saw that the Sword Soul, which had been scattered and almost occupied half of Han Fei's soul, returned to its place and was directly held by Xiaozhi.

At this moment, Han Fei saw: the sword energy in the entire crack in the abyss was returning. Hundreds of millions of sword qi are returning, some of them have returned to the sword man, and some of them have returned to the sword soul.

"call!"

At this moment, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief: The Demon Refining Pot has been shot! What am I afraid of?

After all, self-destruction is also a serious self-destructive behavior. With the Demon Refining Pot, all problems are solved!

At this moment, Han Fei was like a vortex, hundreds of millions of phantoms of sword energy frantically gathered in his soul.

Han Fei suddenly thought of the Nine Palaces Luck Ruler. He just made a fortune teller for himself today, and it said great evil.

Isn't this damn fierce? The soul was shot out by others, almost, I would lose at least 200 years of vitality.

Last time, the self-explosion in Truman was like this. Although he escaped, his vitality was lost for 200 years. Moreover, his own strength also weakened a little during that time.

However, Han Fei changed his mind and thought again: How was this Jiugong Qi Luck Ruler made? Does that even count? I don't know, did it count that the swordsman is still alive?

Until this moment, the voice of the old turtle appeared: "Are you okay? This emperor was deceived by this guy. He refined himself into a sword soul, and scattered the sword soul completely in this abyss, waiting for the right person to appear. Gather the sword soul again... This person is really insidious!"

At this time, Han Fei didn't want to listen to the old turtle's explanation, but he said coldly: "Hmph, he's been dead for tens of thousands of years, and he still wants to seize my home? He deserves to die."

After a while, the little sword clanked endlessly.

Han Fei's thoughts frantically conveyed to the demon refining pot: "Squeeze this sword to death for me, crush him to death!"

However, the Demon Refining Pot didn't do that, it just grabbed the sword soul.

Han Fei saw that there was no movement, and immediately, with a thought, he took out his blood-drinking knife.

"Spirited!"

This time, the Demon Refining Pot agreed, and it took the Blood Drinking Knife and Sword Soul together. The aura and monster energy in the refining world are rapidly consumed.

Han Fei smiled coldly: "Don't you specialize in swordsmanship? I will seal you in the sword, I'm disgusting!"

After more than 200 breaths of work, this brand new blood-drinking knife appeared.

In Han Fei's eyes, information emerged.

[Name] Blood Drinking Sword (Variation)

[Introduction] It is made of black and yellow iron, blue dragon fangs, Taiqing essence, wind essence, star clam shell... supplemented by the soul of the sword puppet, it can break the god's gold and iron.

【Quality】Extreme magic weapon

[Attachment Soul] Soul of Sword Puppet

[Effect] Armor piercing, soul stabbing

【Recastable】

【Unrefined】

[Remarks] A knife is like a sword, and when it comes out of the sheath, there must be a sword shadow stabbing the soul.

"Pfft~"

Han Fei was speechless immediately: The Blood Drinking Knife still looks like a kitchen knife, but its name has changed to the Blood Drinking Sword, which is still a mutated Blood Drinking Sword.

Its quality has directly become the best magic weapon, and it is only short of becoming a Dinghai rare treasure.

Han Fei felt that if the material was better, it might be a Dinghai rare treasure. But, why did the knife turn into a sword after it was injected with the soul of the sword? Is this the obsession of the sword soul?

Also, from the perspective of the Demon Refining Pot, this is not the soul of the sword, but the soul of the sword puppet?

Han Fei didn't know either: what's the difference?

If he didn't know how to ask, although Han Fei was very unhappy about the old turtle's misjudgment, he couldn't make it through because of it. After all, this old tortoise is going to become his old servant.

Han Fei: "Old Yuan, what is the soul of the sword puppet?"

The old tortoise also seemed to be a little guilty, and immediately said: "There are people who control swords, and there are swords that control people. When people control swords, people and swords become one. When swords control people, they sacrifice their lives to feed swords. When alive, they will become sword puppets; after death , is the soul of the sword puppet."

Suddenly, the old turtle took a deep breath and said, "You mean, this man is a sword puppet?"

Han Fei was noncommittal: "It's a sword puppet, what's wrong?"

Old turtle: "If it is a sword puppet, then there should be a sword master. A sword puppet is equivalent to a sword attendant. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a servant. Above him, there must be someone stronger."

"I see."

Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly: If the old tortoise really said so, the origin of Jianzong that day was most likely related to the sword master of the Sword God Palace back then.

Of course, Han Fei didn't quite believe it: back then, that sword master could live to this day?

But, perhaps, because of the fall of the sword master, the people of Tianjianzong have already forgotten this.

After all, in the crack of the abyss, there is also a sword puppet from the Sword God Palace. You said, if the sword master was still alive, he would have let his puppet stay here?

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