Chapter 572: The Wandering Dragon Devours the Fire Spirit Sword

"Debriefing? You have a mouth, and I happen to have one, and I am better at speaking than you, so why bother you to do it! This sword is good, I still want to play for a while, kill a few bandits, and don't bother my brother to keep it! ”

Li Huaifeng sneered, wiped the dirty blood off the sword, and put it behind his back.

"Do you dare to disobey me? You're looking to fight! The disciple frowned, turning from a threat to a threat.

However, as soon as the words fell, a big slap was extremely crisp, and it slapped the disciple's face.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Li Huaifeng put his hands behind his back, looked at the disciple with a shocked face, and said in a cruel voice: "I saved your life, it is the love of the master, you are now cold and slanderous to me, I will not kill you, I will only slap you to warn, but also read the feelings of the same door, however, you don't know gratitude, you don't have the same love for me, I don't need to listen to your nonsense, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can go to the head of the door to complain, how to deal with it, the top has its own fate!" ”

Li Huaifeng didn't squint, pulled up Han Ting on the ground, gave Zhang Xun a look on the side, and walked quickly towards the depths of the desert.

"This waste material, a mere five-star god has become humble and powerful, he dares to beat me?"

The disciple covered his face, his face was red, but he couldn't fight back, because he was already exhausted and weak.

"I used to see him as submissive and inconspicuous, but I didn't expect him to be so ambitious!"

The rest of the disciples were shocked, and they were all shocked by Li Huaifeng's slap just now.

You must know that in Biluofu's division of strength, a low-level character like him usually doesn't even have the opportunity to walk with his head up, but at this moment, he can swagger and leave with magic weapons, which makes people very angry, but there is no way.

"Senior Brother Li, those eight fellow disciples are seriously injured, as soon as you leave, regardless of them, if the boss knows, they will definitely punish you, maybe you will be completely destroyed and expelled from the sect!" Han Ting kindly reminded.

"Didn't I care about them? Their lives were saved by Lao Tzu, ungrateful dregs, do you want me to kneel down and beg them? Ridiculous, fend for yourself! Li Huaifeng snorted coldly, unscrupulous.

He has already made up his mind to carry out a mission in the vast sand sea this time.

In this world, strength is respected, you are weak, you are beaten, no matter how many good things you do, no one will appreciate you and praise you.

It's like he saved ten disciples before, but he got endless ridicule, where to reason!

He understood that Han Ting's words were well-intentioned, but he also understood that if his strength broke through to the seven-star Yuangang, eight-star Yin and Yang, and even the nine-star Heavenly and Human Realm during this time, then the sect would really attach importance to him, not the group of ordinary disciples with ghosts in their hearts.

Identity and strength are king, capital and the right to speak, Brother Feng is very clear.

"Okay, okay, Li Huaifeng, I really didn't see that you had the heart of a tiger and wolf before, this is not sarcasm, but admiration, you saved my life, we are a lifelong friendship, now in the vast sand sea, depend on each other, I Han Ting will never be treacherous!"

Her tone was very serious, and even the title was changed from Senior Brother Li to Brother Feng's name, which obviously elevated his status.

"Count me in, anyway, we all came out of Ziyun Peak!" Zhang Xun said weakly.

"Well, I saw the mad blood prince and Ding Yunkong leaving in this direction, let's go along this road, if we are lucky, we should run into each other, but the two of you are seriously injured now, first find a place to rest and recover your strength!"

The trio then came to the bottom of a sand dune.

The sky gradually became gloomy, and they smeared a layer of black and yellow sand on their faces and bodies, hiding their ears and eyes, and sat cross-legged on the ground to recuperate.

Brother Feng saw that the battle of the vast sand sea was very involved and would not end in a short time.

Along the way, he didn't see any other fellow disciples, and he expected that the depths of the desert ahead were the real center of the battlefield, and there would be more fierce battles.

If there is a battle, there is an opportunity, and it is a great opportunity to improve your strength, and you must not miss it.

"This Fire Spirit Sword was originally shining with red light and extraordinary spirituality, how could it be completely useless when it was drenched in blood?"

Brother Feng took the Fire Spirit Sword and rubbed it with sand repeatedly until the blood stains were completely wiped away, and he did not recover any of his spirituality, as if it was wasted.

"Let me explain it to you, the reason why the magic weapon is good, in addition to the rarity of the material itself, is mainly that a large amount of spiritual energy is sealed inside, you see that the rune carved on this fire spirit sword is the spiritual energy essence, and the filthy blood shot out by the ghost bat destroys the operation of the rune, which is equivalent to cutting off the release of spiritual energy, and the inside cannot be released, nor can it absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is equivalent to a scrap iron!"

Han Ting explained very carefully, touching the dense and complex lines on the body of the sword, all of which were ancient fonts, plus the supreme supernatural power of the elders of the Immortal Secret Realm of Biluo, and the engraved aura runes were wonderful and abnormal.

"The magic weapon has runes, and the spiritual weapons on the upper ones, in addition to the runes, are also engraved with more complex formations, containing more spiritual energy, for example, Senior Sister Mo's Qiushui Sword is a spiritual weapon, unless an elder of the Immortal Secret Realm uses supernatural powers, or finds something that is pure to the yang, and the dirt on it can be restored, but, if within three days, the dirty blood on it cannot be completely removed, the runes will slowly disappear, and in the end, the fire spirit sword is a waste sword!"

Han Ting's eyes were gloomy, and she felt a little distressed.

After all, such a magic weapon is the treasure she has dreamed of all her life, and it is a pity to ruin it.

"Three days? It is impossible for us to return to the sect at all, after all, the battle here is still going on, the opportunity is continuous, and we can't miss it in vain, since it will also be wasted left and right, it is better to compare with my swimming dragon, who is sharper! ”

Li Huaifeng said secretly in his heart.

After a long time, when Zhang Xun and Han Ting were both engaged in cultivation, he quietly took out You Long and collided with the Fire Spirit Sword hard.

The two hard swords collided, and Brother Rao is Feng had a five-star divine power realm, with a strength of more than twenty horses and 20,000 catties, but he still felt numb, and the two swords did not appear cracked, and they were extremely strong.

"The Fire Spirit Sword is a magic weapon in the Northern Regions, and my Dragon is at most an ordinary iron sword brought by the earth, and it has not been broken, it seems that the ancestral things of my Li family are more powerful than I imagined!"

Brother Feng smiled slightly, secretly took a breath, and collided hard.

After a few dings, the dragon itself did not show any changes.

With a bang, Brother Feng's arms violently exerted force, and he accidentally shed blood from the tiger's mouth, spreading to Youlong.

The next second, something wonderful happened.

I saw that the originally dim Fire Spirit Sword suddenly burst red.

The red light is the energy of the Fire Spirit Sword itself, which is transmitted to the tip of the Dragon Sword at an extremely fast speed, making the color of the Dragon itself more profound and truly dark gold.

Then, the sound of clicking and clicking came, and all the aura of the Fire Spirit Sword was absorbed, and the entire sword seemed to have turned into scrap metal, broken into five or six pieces, and scattered on the ground.

"How so?"

Li Huaifeng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"The Fire Spirit Sword is a magic weapon, unless the runes inside completely collapse, it will never be scrapped, let alone broken into several pieces, could it be that the dragon has absorbed the aura?"

He carefully examined the You Long Sword, except that the sword itself was much darker and the aura was more ancient, he didn't find any other abnormalities, which was incredible.

"Hey, you broke the artifact? How is this possible, only the peerless powerhouse of the Immortal Secret Realm can destroy the magic weapon with his bare hands, how do you do it? ”

Han Ting woke up from her cultivation, her strength had recovered fifty or sixty percent, and when she saw what she saw, she was full of shock.

"It was your weapon that broke the Fire Spirit Sword! But, this sword of yours, Senior Sister Mo, has been checked before, and she hasn't found anything abnormal, could it be that she has lost her eyes? Li Huaifeng, are you hiding any secrets? Han Ting asked cautiously.

"I don't know, maybe it's a coincidence!" Li Huaifeng shook his head, also confused.

"Since you don't say it, I won't ask, the three of us are connected with each other, and we should get along honestly in the future!"

Han Ting has something to say, but she is not a person who messes around.

"Alright, let's continue on our way, maybe we can run into Ding Yunkong and the mad blood prince's battle group, and see if we have a chance to get something!" Brother Feng walked forward.

The trio switched from walking to running.

When you are hungry, eat some wild fruits that you carry with you, Han Ting's strength has dropped to the early stage of the six-star psychic, and her strength is only sixty percent of her heyday, Zhang Xun's situation is not much better, and the overall strength is pitiful.

They were very careful.