"I'm just saying it casually, don't take it seriously. Sword Soul said.

"Don't, you have to take it seriously, I'm going to break my sword. Lin Feng said.

"One and a half, I'll use your other half as a material to build a sword, that's fine. Bingxin said.

"Well, what can you do to separate this sword without damaging my sword soul?" the sword soul asked.

"We people here can't help it, but I know that one person should be able to. The middle-aged woman spoke.

"Who is it?" asked Sword Soul.

"Nine hundred miles to the east of here, there is a Divine Workshop that specializes in making swords, and the owner of the Divine Workshop, Cha Mu, should have this ability, you might as well go and meet him. The old man said.

"Okay, without further ado, let's set off, please lead the way. Lin Feng decided.

"Well, go and see, if you can really separate me without damaging my soul, that would be fine. Sword Soul said.

"Let's go!" said the old man, and walked outside.

Then Lin Feng and Bing Xin followed, and the three of them walked out of the Sword Pavilion with a sword, and they walked out of the valley on foot, and then took off into the air and flew towards the east.

The distance of nine hundred miles was only one morning, and the three of them and a sword had already arrived.

This place is a small forest, and all kinds of long swords are piled up everywhere in the woods, and in the depths of the woods, there are more than a dozen thatched houses, and there are tools for making weapons around the thatched houses, and some of the thatched houses have fires in them, which seem to be smelting.

The old man took Lin Feng and the others to a thatched hut and said, "I'm Tianming, please check Mu out to see him, and ask for something." ”

Not long after, a bearded man walked out with a smelting hammer in his hand and said, "What are you looking for me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened, as if he saw some treasure, and his eyes stared intently at the divine sword.

"Please take action and split this sword in half without damaging his sword soul. The old man spoke.

"Good sword, good sword, let me see. As he spoke, Chamu walked up and began to look at the sword.

"Can you do it? Don't talk about good swords all day long. The old man asked.

"As long as it's about the sword, there's nothing I can't do, so what are you doing with a good sword?"

"The sword soul of this sword has recognized two masters, and it can only be separated by one and a half, otherwise it will not come to you. The old man said.

"Okay, I see, what's the name of this sword?" asked Chamu.

"My name is Bloodthirst!" said the Sword Soul as he came out of the sword.

"Blood-drinking sword, good name, then you must be very murderous, how many people have you killed?" asked Cha Mu as he looked at it.

"It's not much, it's only about hundreds of thousands. The Blood Drinking Sword Soul said.

"Then you're really a fierce sword, are you sure you want to split yourself in half?" asked Chamu.

"As long as it doesn't damage my sword soul, you can do whatever you want. Sword Soul said.

"Okay, then you come in with me. As he spoke, he walked towards the house.

Lin Feng, Bingxin, and the old man also walked in.

"Okay, I'm going to start, you just stand aside and watch, sword soul, don't move, it won't hurt you. Chamu said.

"Extreme Tempering Method!" Cha Mu shouted, the smelting hammer in his hand kept hitting the sword body of the Excalibur, and the speed was not slower than when Lin Feng used the sword, and it could be seen that his use of this hammer had entered a state of ripeness.

It looked like he was swinging the same hammer over and over again, but the path and force changed slightly, meaning that each hammer was different.

The sword soul floated above the blood-drinking sword, quietly watching Cha Mu wield each hammer.

After about three minutes, Cha Mu stopped, only to see him sweating profusely, his hands trembling slightly, and with a smile on his face, he said, "It's done!"

"The sword is not broken, how can it be called completed?" Lin Feng asked.

"Look!" Chamu picked up the sword, and it looked like it was still a complete sword, but in the middle of the sword, there was already a crack.

Cha Mu swung his sword hard, and a red sword qi emitted, directly cutting through the ground, and a deep groove was imprinted on the ground.

"You're also a sword cultivator?" Bing Xin asked.

"No, I'm not, this is the power of this sword, it can emit sword qi with a wave of your hand, it is a good sword. After Chamu finished speaking, the divine sword in his hand was broken into two.

One piece with a hilt was held in his hand, and the other without a hilt fell to the ground.

The sword soul didn't seem to feel anything, it didn't say anything, he was now only attached to the half of the long sword with the hilt.

And the half of the long sword without the hilt is without the sword soul, which should be the best result.

"Okay, now that the sword has separated you, if it's okay, just leave, I'm going to build another sword!" Chamu said.

"So I will have the half of the hilt of the sword, and the other half will be given to you. Lin Feng took the initiative to speak, he is now very eager for the half with the hilt of the sword, it is estimated that this kind of weapon is difficult to find again, the opportunity is only this once, if you don't take advantage of it, I'm afraid Lin Feng will regret it.

"Okay, that's half for you, I don't have a sword hilt, but you have to do us a favor from the Seven Swords Gate. Bingxin said.

"What's busy, as long as I can do it, it's no problem. Lin Feng patted his chest and said.

"We want to borrow your attack power to open a door, and that door must have a strong attack power to open. Bingxin said.

"I'm just a half-immortal Nine Heavens, how strong can my attack power be, there are so many masters in your Seven Swords Sect, any one of them can be more powerful than me, let's just say that the old man next to him is also very strong. Lin Feng said.

"I'm only fifty years old, you're an old man, you're full of gray hair!" the old man complained.

"No, that place has been forbidden, and people above the True Immortal Fifth Heaven can't enter, unless it's those very powerful people who may be able to ignore the rules and enter it, but these people won't be interested in the things in there, and those things of that level are of little value to them. Bingxin said.

"Oh, I see, okay, I'll do my best, and I can't guarantee if I can break it, but now the half-truncated sword is mine?" Lin Feng asked.

"Well, you can take it, and then follow me back to the Seven Swords Gate, take you to that place, and break the door. Bing Xin stepped forward and picked up the severed sword without the hilt and put it into the ring.

Lin Feng took over the truncated sword with the hilt from Cha Mu's hand, the weight of this sword was about the same as Yang Wuji's saber, but the feel was a little different, this sword should be more condensed and delicate, and the sword body also exuded a faint murderous aura, which was very satisfying to Lin Feng.

After the assignment, everyone said goodbye to Chamu, and then returned to the Seven Swords Gate, and everyone came to the main hall again, and the time was already evening.

"All allocated?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Well, I also asked him to do us a favor, open that ancient door, maybe his attack power can be opened, the sword soul has such a high opinion of him, there shouldn't be a fake. Bingxin said.

"It's too late today, let's go and open that ancient gate tomorrow, you live here in our Seven Swords Gate tonight, and if you need anything, you can directly bring it up." The middle-aged woman said.

"Okay, I'll be tired tonight. Lin Feng nodded.

"Bing'er, you can take him to the west wing room to rest, and we will go to the ancient gate early tomorrow morning. The middle-aged woman disappeared from the main hall after speaking.

"You come with me. Bingxin said and walked ahead.

Lin Feng followed Bing Xin out of the Sword Pavilion, and Bing Xin took Lin Feng around, walking through one building after another, and finally came to a small tower.

"I don't know what kind of swordsmanship you practice. Bingxin asked.

"Oh, Wuji Sword Technique, I guess I haven't heard of it. Lin Feng said.

"I've heard of Yang Wuji's swordsmanship, are you his apprentice?" Bing Xin was a little surprised.

"Well, it's indeed his apprentice, but I only know one set of his swordsmanship, and nothing else. Lin Feng replied.

"Then why do you want a broken sword?And I saw that when you made a move, you stretched out your hand and waved a black sword qi came out, this shouldn't be Yang Wuji's swordsmanship, right?" Bing Xin actually saw that Lin Feng's previous move to defeat Duan Hongyan was not Yang Wuji's swordsmanship, and from this point, it can be seen that Bing Xin is the kind of person who has an incomparable love for swords, otherwise he wouldn't know so much.

"That move is the sword flow of no sword, the sword god Asura's sword technique. Lin Feng said lightly.

During the conversation between Lin Feng and Bing Xin, many disciples of the Seven Swords Sect threw murderous glances at Lin Feng, Bing Xin is a beautiful woman, and now she is chatting hotly with a stranger, as a fellow brother, it is impossible not to envy, jealousy, and hate.

"Ahh

"I won't talk about this, maybe it's fate, okay, take me to the room, I've been running around for a long time, and I've wanted to take a break for a long time. Lin Feng said.

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, just follow me. Bing cautiously said as he led Lin Feng into the small tower.

Bing Xin casually chose a side room, took Lin Feng in, and left.

Lin Feng was lying on the bed, preparing to sleep, to be honest, he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time, and he hadn't closed his eyes since he entered the Heavenly Emperor's Tomb.

As soon as Lin Feng closed his eyes, a scream came from the next room!

"Ah~~~~" A female voice screamed out.

Lin Feng immediately got up from the bed, rushed out of the room, kicked open the door of the next wing, and walked inside.

I saw a woman standing there with no clothes on, looking at him.

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