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He felt bitter in his heart, and what he had discovered in the past was now given to someone else, even though it was a deal he was willing to make. No one can resist the temptation of improving qualifications, how could he refuse, this was originally a wound in his heart.

An Ji stood on his own, staring closely at the wall of water in front of him, trying to find out the trace of the sword, but it was far from enough, his whole mind was released, and he paid close attention to all the movements around him.

Zhang Zhongling held a piece of rune paper with two fingers in his right hand, it was as thin as a cicada's wings, and the golden runes were radiant. It was a bondage charm that he had painstakingly saved up to buy, so that one day he could capture the flying sword in this pool of water and see what the ultimate treasure was!

All that has changed, and this ultimate treasure will no longer belong to him, including this ghostly sword. He gave them up in pursuit of his own qualifications, even though there were too many last resorts, he still decided, even if there was one more chance, he would still choose this way, he did not regret it! He only hated himself for being incompetent, he couldn't keep them!

He turned his back to An Ji, his eyes were firm, and he paid attention to the movements around him with 120,000 points of attention, success or failure was on this sword, he must improve his qualifications!

In the dark tide, the silent undercurrent surged, the ghostly blade flickered, its merciless eyes looked at the people who were engrossed in its movement, the sword light flashed again, and everything returned to darkness, this is their carnival!

"Is there such a long interval between the attacks of this sword?", An Ji asked with a frown.

It's been too long since there's been movement. Always keep an extraordinary attention to pay attention to the surroundings, they are also tired, they can no longer hold on, the sword just does not appear, as if it never existed!

"No, its attack is fast and definitely doesn't give people a respite!". Zhang Zhongling absolutely denied An Ji's words, he had dealt with this sword for many years, and he couldn't be clearer about the attack method of that sword, it was cold and fast. "It's not doing well this time, I think we'd better be vigilant!"

There has been no movement for so long, even if they don't understand the sword, they almost understand that the situation has become weird, An Ji nodded, this is obviously a situation, and they must be prepared to deal with it.

Moving in the darkness, they moved slowly, An Ji clenching his fists, ready to use his powerful fists to crash into the shadowy sword. Zhang Zhongling pinched the rune paper, his fingers already had a tendency to start trembling, he was too nervous, and he was on guard all the time.

Drifting farther and farther away, they approached the ultimate treasure, which Zhang Zhongling had never dared to think of before, and he didn't have the courage to ask for it, he couldn't help it with the sword alone, however, today it seemed to have the favor of the heavens, and the ultimate treasure took off its black blouse, revealing its brilliant and moving figure, although it was only hazy, but it was also the last time he had touched it.

The bright white light was extremely dazzling, especially in the darkness, its brilliance was volatilized with all its might, and people had to pay attention to its existence and take a good look at it.

"This should be it, only this one glowing existence!", Zhang Zhongling said, as if he was confirming, coinciding with the image of the ultimate treasure in his memory.

"It can be seen that its light is very strong, it must be a good baby!", An Ji stared at the white light, they stopped and stared, there was still some distance from the end, but this did not prevent them from appreciating this beautiful treasure light, wasn't this what they were looking forward to?

Bang! A loud and violent bang resounded through the waterhole, whether it was in the watershed or in the water, and the sound was like a wave, and they felt that their ears were going to be deaf.

An Ji pinched the seal strongly, he was very fast, and when the glass gossip mirror was hit, he felt that the whole person was going to be overturned, this power was too strong.

An Ji pinched the seal tightly, he tensed all over, exerting all the strength of his body, he had to quickly stabilize the glass gossip mirror, let it protect the two of them again, that force almost knocked the glass gossip mirror apart!

Again, without warning, it once again attacked the safety barrier of An Ji and Ji in a ghostly manner.

"I'll control the glass gossip mirror to meet that sword later, you hurry up and use your baby rune paper!", An Ji tried his best to stabilize the condition of the glass gossip mirror, and at the same time reminded Zhang Zhongling to prepare to fight back.

"Good!", Zhang Zhongling was sweating profusely, he was ready to restrain the sword at any moment.

"Bang!", An Ji caught the figure of the sword with his keen insight, and he urged the glass gossip mirror to meet the sword.

"Up!" An Ji could feel that his baby was being destroyed, and its wail filled An Ji's chest, and he roared!

The spell shot out, and it hit the sword.

In this empty area, the wind of rootlessness blows. Zhang Zhongling's spell turned into a chain, and the jade chain wrapped the sword in a cocoon under the flash of the rune, the tail of the chain was stunned in the air, and there were several chains bound, as if there was a supreme power in the void dragging the chain, no matter how much the sword burst out of its cold sword light, it couldn't break free, although the chain was straightened and tight!

"I'll take it!", An Ji was not in a good mood, he screamed and jumped up and smashed his fist at the sword.

There was a muffled sound, the aftermath of the intimate contact between flesh and bones and metal.

"You have a big sledgehammer, so hard!", An Ji's forehead beads of sweat were the size of beans, he had seen the power of this sword, and even his fist was injured.

What An Ji didn't notice was that a white mark quietly appeared where he hit his iron fist, but it slowly disappeared silently.

The power of the bondage spell seemed to be about to disappear, or perhaps the psychic sword felt the pain and let out a dying throe, and cracks appeared in the chains, still slowly spreading.

"Hurry up and hurry up, it's about to break free, and the power of the spell won't last long!", Zhang Zhongling shouted anxiously, but he must not make a mistake, otherwise his idea of improving his qualifications will come to naught.

"Leave it to me, I don't believe he can still do it this time!", An Ji rubbed his fists, he said hatefully.

At the same time, An Ji pinched the seal and thought of the decision, and a faint golden light enveloped his whole body, which was the seal he used to deal with the attack of the little tiger in the first place!

This time An Ji was full of strength, he clenched his fists, although it was not a good idea, but this was also the condensation of An Ji's whole body strength, he would take it seriously, after all, that sword had been injured for a long time and he had not been injured, he felt very cool!

Bang! An Ji kicked the ground, his body jumped high, he gathered his strength, and swung his fist at the silver shining sword.

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