"Zhao Laosi has eyes and doesn't know gold and jade, this sister-in-law came here late at night, but she has something urgent to ask?!"

Although Zhao Lao Si is a little rough, but he is not stupid, this time he showed his hand in front of him, but he did not rush to kill them as soon as he came up, presumably he needed to be questioned alive, rather than being trampled on the ground by the other party and tortured at that time, he should be more obedient at this time, so that the other party is satisfied, perhaps, he can still leave a life.

"I didn't expect that Fourth Master Zhao was also knowledgeable, but now that this obedient came a little late, your dress really doesn't suit my mind, Ah Zhen, I'll leave it to you here, I'll wait for you outside."

It's a pity that Wang Mei has already made up his mind at this time, and if he wants to wash the Sichuan and Shu bandits in blood, he has already extinguished the idea of entering the interior and asking a little bit of questions. She believes that with the current chaos in Sichuan and Shu, she can get the whereabouts of this gang without much effort. What's more, in Sichuan and Shu, there are also many industries of the Langya royal family.

Wang Mei turned her head and handed over the fight behind her to Meng Zhen alone, and she turned over by herself and lay on the branch of a big tree not far from the manor. By the bright moonlight in the sky, he carefully examined the long sword in his hand.

After drinking the blood, the long sword flashed a strange pink in the moonlight, and even the strange lines on it seemed to be awakened by the blood.

"It seems that this sword is really a murderer. Chaos, have you ever heard of such a blood-sucking weapon? ”

When killing the first person, Wang Mei did not find the strangeness of this sword, she only found out after a few people outside the door were cleaned up by herself and Meng Seal, and the enemies of her blade turned out to be a shriveled and bloodless strange appearance, frankly speaking, Wang Mei's heart jumped suddenly at that time.

"Oh? Bloodthirsty murderers? Hearing this, he jumped out of the shape of a small beast from the moon fall, and with a pull of his two small claws, he jumped on the surface of this fierce soldier, and he carefully lowered his body, and put his long ears on the sword body, and after a long time, he hesitated and said:

"Lord, this sword seems to have a sword spirit, but this sword spirit is too weak at the moment, and it can't even communicate, I only hear what 'Kunwu' is muttering in its mouth. Presumably that's the name of the sword. ”

"Kungo Sword?" Wang Mei motioned for Chaos to return to his shoulder, reaching out and rubbing his long sword. This sword is bloodthirsty, and I am afraid it has something to do with the need for this sword spirit to awaken. It's just that the aura contained in the blood of these mortals is too weak, and if you want to awaken this sword spirit, you don't know how much of her extreme yin or extreme yang qi is needed......

At this time, Wang Mei missed his master in every way, when he left Xuanqiumen, Xuanqiuliang had woken up, and originally planned to go out of the mountain with her, but the Jiuqing Venerable Master and his mother-in-law passed away one after another, and Xuanqiumen was re-establishing contact with Xuanjianmen and communicating with each other at a critical moment, Xuanqiuliang was naturally retained by the head of Jiuxuan.

Before Wang Mei left the mountain gate, Xuan Qiuliang had already identified the black unknown object she had scavenged from the Broken Soul King before, and it was actually a small mud xun, and there was even an inscription on it that said "Hundred Prayers".

But after all, this long sword didn't have more time for Xuan Qiuliang to study. And she needs a weapon to defend herself, in the previous battle, this long sword Wang Mei used very easily, Xuan Qiu Liang let her take this long sword with her, but she didn't expect that this long sword would suck blood to replenish herself.

Even if Wang Mei doesn't have much experience, a long sword that can suck blood will definitely not be a decent weapon. And Wang Mei didn't think that this method was a good way to cultivate, I was afraid that if this Kunwu Sword Spirit woke up in this way, most of them would also evolve into a fierce spirit.

Therefore, when Meng Zhen walked out of the manor, he saw Wang Mei sitting on a thick tree branch, holding the strange blood-sucking long sword in his hand, and the pink and black and white colors flashed alternately on the long sword.

Obviously, Wang Mei was refining this sword at the moment, and with a dodge, Meng Feng hid on the branch next to Wang Mei and began to protect the Dharma.

As soon as Wang Mei's divine sense penetrated into the Kunwu Sword, he quickly found the Kunwu Sword Spirit curled up in a ball. The spiritual power of this sword spirit turned into bright silver. It's just that maybe it's because of the fact that he has just sucked a lot of blood, and this bright silver is surrounded by a pink blood gas, which looks quite weird.

Wang Mei secretly sighed and said that he was lucky, and then he exported a trace of his extreme yin and yang qi from his heart, and this black and white qi was like an iron chain and intertwined towards the sword spirit wrapped in a pink air mass.

Although the sword spirit is still asleep, it will instinctively defend and counterattack when attacked. A stream of silver sword qi separated from the silver light and struck straight at the black and white chains. Wang Mei seemed to hear the sound of a golden clash, and then saw that the two qi of the extreme yin and yang that had originally restrained themselves seemed to be provoked and angry.

The filament-like iron chains expanded instantly, and the polar cathode and yang qi turned into two long swords that were not inferior to silver light, giving full play to their strengths of either devouring or melting. The silver sword qi was quickly overwhelmed by the attack of the extreme yin and yang, and wanted to return to the silver light cluster, at this moment, the pink bloody qi suddenly expanded, like a huge mouth, swallowing the little silver sword qi that was left in one gulp.

As the silver sword qi was assimilated by it, the pink qi suddenly skyrocketed, and it actually attacked the yin and yang qi that had been consumed greedily. No, the extreme yang and yin qi that implies the power of the origin are the nemesis of this evil blood, and the yin and yang qi are very tacitly compatible, the power of the extreme yang reduces the blood qi, and the power of the extreme yin is responsible for devouring.

After just a few rounds of collision, the pink aura was cut off by a third, and the turtle shrank and barely wrapped the silver sword spirit in it, judging from the information transmitted by the yin and yang qi, this bloody qi actually had the intention of dying with the sword spirit.

Wang Mei has long ceased to be Wuxia Ameng, and now looking at the blood-red qi dying and struggling, and still delusionally pulling the sleeping sword spirit as a cushion, Wang Mei laughed angrily, the light in his hand flashed, and more extreme yin and extreme yang power were entered into the sword body, and the pink blood-red qi was suddenly suppressed to only a corner, and it was really difficult to resist.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a long thorn of Extreme Yang Qi pierced straight into the silver ball of light. The ball of light expanded and contracted, and then shook quite spiritually.

Seeing this, Wang Mei was also extremely happy in his heart, and the stimulation of the extreme yang qi seemed to be useful. Since this was the case, she no longer tempted, and the Extreme Yang Qi turned into countless small swords, constantly pushing and shoving the silver light that seemed to have a certain pink blood hat, and even some of them pierced straight into the center of the silver light cluster like the first small sword.

Finally, after Wang Mei fused the entire two balls of extreme yang qi into the bright light, the two silver clusters suddenly erected countless spikes of volume like hedgehogs, piercing and dissolving the blood-colored light clusters that were finally attached to them, and the little silver hedgehog opened his eyes with a grunt.