Ran to the four streets in one breath, returned home, and checked the doors and windows, He Zhifan lay on the bed and kept panting.

Recalling the terrifying experience he had when he touched that sword just now, he couldn't help but rejoice, glad that he got rid of it quickly.

As a martial artist, no matter who is caught off guard and is sucked dry of true qi, it will be He Zhifan's reaction.

If I hadn't gotten rid of that terrible long sword in time, after it had sucked up the true qi in my body, I am afraid it would have forcibly absorbed my essence blood!

It must be a magic sword!

In the Tianxuan Continent, there are various legends about martial arts, and the weapon against the sky is one of the legends.

Therefore, after He Zhifan calmed down, he determined that the sword was likely to be the legendary magic sword that could suck people's essence and blood.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu ran fast!

Otherwise, most of them will become dried corpses!

As soon as he was stimulated by the unknown magic sword, He Zhifan extinguished the idea of going out to do another vote.

His dantian is now empty, and if he encounters danger, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape.

He jumped up from the length of the bed, removed the closet in the corner, and lifted a hidden lid to reveal the dark cavern inside.

This is the basement he dug not long ago.

Picking up the burden thrown on the ground, he jumped out of the cave with joy.

Lighting the oil lamp, he poured the contents of his baggage onto the ground, and began to count his night's harvest by lighting the dim oil lamp.

The most things in it are gold, silver and jewelry, and then there are three martial arts looted from the corpse, all three of which are yellow-level martial arts, but He Zhifan is still very satisfied, because there is a more precious yellow-level high-grade sword technique, and what he has been practicing is the sword technique.

There are three long swords left, two long knives, which He Zhifan also picked up from the corpse, these five weapons are cold and shining, and they are not ordinary murder weapons at first glance, at that time, because he was afraid of meeting that Fu Maniac, he was nervous, and considering the problem of carrying weight, he only picked up a few weapons that looked particularly powerful.

After re-appraisal, He Zhifan's whole person was happy.

As it turns out, his vision is still very good!

One top-grade mortal weapon, three low-grade mystical weapons, and a medium-grade mystical scimitar!

"This time it's just too profitable, it's not in vain that I'm risking my life!"

There were still a few medicinal herbs left, as well as more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones.

The herbs and spirit stones were all found by He Zhiyuan in the Bai family, and he touched them from the corpse after that Fu madman slaughtered the entire Bai family.

He Zhifan plans to sell the medicinal herbs, he is not an alchemist, and he doesn't even know the medicinal herbs, so he doesn't dare to use medicinal herbs indiscriminately, wouldn't it be very unjust if he eats it to death?

He planned to use the spirit stone for his own use, the spirit stone was a very precious cultivation resource in Iron and Stone City, and ordinary people might not be able to see one in their lifetime.

He Zhifan had only seen one piece at the beginning, and it was still a spirit stone that had been absorbed with spiritual energy, like an ordinary white stone, which a peer took out to show off when he was drunk.

He Zhifan picked up a shiny spirit stone, sat cross-legged on the ground according to the legendary way, pinched the spirit stone in his hand, and ran the exercises, a cool and pure aura flowed out of the spirit stone, absorbed by his meridians, and then transformed into true qi!

Ordinary cultivation methods, through the operation of the exercises, absorb the heaven and earth aura that exists in the weather, compared to the air, the proportion of heaven and earth aura in it is very small, and the absorption speed is very slow.

However, cultivating with spirit stones is different, the spirit stones are filled with pure heaven and earth aura, and it is enough to absorb it directly, and the speed of cultivation is ten times faster than usual cultivation!

He Zhifan just gave it a try, and he was completely immersed in the crazy ascension.

As for the terrifying magic sword on the side of the torture table, he didn't dare to think about it for the time being.

Even if he was given ten dares, he would not dare to touch it.

What if it does get sucked dry?

Chen Hao looked at the disappeared sword master, and then waited for a long time for the sword master to not come back.

He was getting impatient.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and the sword master he had just recognized disappeared in an instant.

Didn't you just suck up all the true qi in He Zhifan's dantian!

Do you want to be so stingy?

After waiting for a while, Chen Hao was finally sure that he was abandoned!

That He Zhifan actually abandoned a spiritual weapon that all martial artists coveted!!

I can't imagine it!

Chen Hao was angry and angry, and his self-esteem was greatly hit.

I thought that after becoming a spiritual weapon, there would be countless warriors fighting for him, and the blood flowed like a river...... As a result, he was disgusted!

And after recognizing the master, if the sword master is not dead, Chen Hao will not be able to find another sword master.

"Since you don't want me, then I'll go to you!"

Chen Hao was angry, he wanted to be a spirit sword himself, and he also stored a lot of true qi, and he could fly for a while.

Recognizing He Zhifan as the sword master, Chen Hao could sense He Zhifan's location and was not afraid of not finding him.

I saw that the red blood began to tremble, and then flew into the air all of a sudden, staggering towards He Zhifan's residence.

The first time he tried to fly, Chen Hao was still a novice pilot.

Even if it was dawn and there was no one on the street, Fu Yuanming scared too many people last night, and people were scared.

Shooting into He Zhifan's room from the window, Chen Hao sensed that the sword master was underground, and looking around, he quickly found the uncovered underground passage.

Below?

Could it be that he was doing something shady in the basement?

For He Zhifan, who left him, Chen Hao had no good feelings.

He planned to treat He Zhifan as an experiment, the kind that he would throw away when he ran out.

He turned his gaze to the "Killing Artistic Conception (Xiaocheng)" on the attribute panel, all the martial arts in the Lord-Slayer Inheritance, as long as there is enough true qi stored in the sword, he can use it, the only restriction is that it cannot exceed the realm of the original master of the martial arts.

Thinking of the scene where Fu Yuanming used the killing artistic conception to slaughter the three major families and two gangs last night, Chen Hao was a little eager to try.

"The killing mood is on!"

A blood-red murderous aura burst out from the Red Blood Sword in an instant, and the murderous aura quickly filled the entire room.

Go scare that bastard and let him know what I'm capable of!

Let him know that the dignity of the Spirit Sword is not to be disgraced!

Hey!

The soul was locked in the long sword, unable to move, unable to communicate with people, and Chen Hao was already driven crazy...... Or rather, he's already a little crazy.

Red blood rushed into the basement with a terrifying murderous aura, and when he saw the sword master with his back to him, Chen Hao shot it like an arrow.

The bloody sword body was plunged directly into the floor in front of the sword master, and the murderous aura instantly enveloped He Zhifan.

Chen Hao shouted at He Zhifan: "Boy, don't be surprised, don't be surprised, I found you, hahaha......"

This was the first time Chen Hao had spoken to someone since he was refined into the magic sword.

Very monumental first sentence!

He has been holding back for a long time, ordinary people can't understand this loneliness, he urgently needs to find someone to communicate!

He looked at He Zhifan carefully, wanting to appreciate his surprised expression.

Talking Artifact!

"It's a great honor for you to be the first to hear me!"

"Your eyes are so wide, are you scared by me?"

"Haven't you seen a talking sword before?"

"Wait, why are you squirting blood? Am I that scary? It's the first time I've seen someone who is scared to squirt blood, you're too vulnerable, aren't you?"

"Don't spray blood again, if you spray again, you'll die! Actually, I'm a spirit sword, and spirit swords can speak, which is normal...... Take a deep breath, take it easy, I don't have teeth, I don't eat people...... Stop spurting blood!"

......

Chen Hao looked at He Zhifan, who had broken his meridians in front of him and vomited blood and died, he felt so melancholy.

His eleventh sword master seemed to have gone wrong while cultivating.

Emmmmm...... Accidental death!