Chu Feng returned to the practice room, and Ren Qianxing walked in together.

"How many days have you seen Master Deathheart?" Chu Feng suddenly asked.

He had been cultivating for more than ten days, and he had forgotten to sleep and eat, but he suddenly remembered that the Death-Hearted Master seemed to have not appeared in front of him for a long time.

"The Deathheart Master disappeared into Sword Forging City seven days ago, and he is missing...!" Ren Qianxing said.

"Missing?"

Chu Feng frowned slightly, and his voice changed, "Jian Zun is dead, you go and guard the Sword Casting Palace now, don't let them give birth to chaos, especially Jian Xiong!" ”

"Yes...!"

Ren Qianxing bowed down to receive the order, and suddenly hesitated: "It's just that my subordinates are seriously injured, I'm afraid I can't suppress it...!" ”

"It's too...!"

Chu Feng took out the Nine Dragon Stone, "You sit down, I'll treat your injuries!" ”

The true qi was triggered, and the Nine Dragon Stone emitted purple rays, shining on Ren Qianxing's body.

His injuries began to recover at breakneck speed.

Within half an hour, Ren Qianxing's body that was injured by the sword was healed by Jiulong Stone.

Ren Qianxing touched his body up and down, smiled, and immediately knelt down: "Thank you for the city lord's treatment, my subordinates will do their best!" ”

"Stand down...!" Chu Feng nodded.

When Ren Qianxing left, Chu Feng was full of thoughts: "I broke Yan Zangfeng's dantian, made his martial arts completely lost, and gained a thousand fate points!" And, if you keep him, there may be a windfall! ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, his thumb rubbed against the Nine Dragon Stone, and his thoughts fluctuated.

"Against the sky, if I help Ren Qianxing dominate the world, then wouldn't I be able to get more destiny points?"

"All living beings, fate is really insignificant...!" Chu Feng sighed.

He has already discovered that although he can also obtain huge destiny points by dominating the world, it is far from the harvest obtained by going against the sky!

He's going to try to go against the sky now and turn things around!

"However, this is not the most important, the most important thing is to cast the Lingshuang Sword, comprehend the power of life and death, and break the secret of life and death!"

"There is still more than a month, during this time, continue to improve, and cultivate Fantasy Wuji and Heavenly Demon Soul Search!"

As soon as the mind moved, the interface emerged.

Moving his gaze, he saw that the fate value had reached 2447 points.

However, he has not improved, he has just raised the soul hook to the level of perfection, his spirit has been greatly enhanced, and he still needs to cultivate for a few days.

……

January passed quickly.

"City Lord, today is the opportunity for the Frost Sword Purple Mang to turn into a white rainbow!"

Suddenly, Ren Qianxing came to Chu Feng and reported.

"Good! I've finally waited for this day! ”

Chu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, flashing a dazzling essence, as if he couldn't restrain himself and wanted to escape.

In the past month or so, he has improved again, raising the Heavenly Demon Soul Search to a consummation level.

Heavenly Demon Soul Search is also a very powerful spiritual method, but this method is biased towards skill, and when it is performed by weak-willed people, its memories can be easily read.

Especially now, Chu Feng has cultivated to perfection, once it is cast, all the secrets of the recipient will be presented in front of his eyes, like a pattern on the palm, and there is nothing to hide.

The two of them came to the sword casting pool together, and saw that in the center of the sword casting pool, the Ling Shuang Sword floated into the void on its own, and the cold sword qi filled all directions, and the surrounding space was ten zhang, and the air was whistling and hissing!

This is the sword qi that escapes from the Ling Shuang Sword cutting through the air.

At the same time, a purple mang shone down from the sky and was absorbed by the Lingshuang Sword, and the purple mang became weaker and weaker, and it began to be doped with a silky milky white color.

"The seventh divine light, the seventh quenching, is finally about to begin!"

Chu Feng and Ren Qianxing were dazzled, and they were all staring at the Ling Shuang Sword.

"Such a sword condenses the aura of heaven and earth, and quenches it with countless exotic treasures in the world, which can make people immortal and longevity! Even Jiang Shang's Zhuxian Sword eight hundred years ago didn't have such an ability! ”

Half an hour later!

Rumble!

An invisible pillar of white qi erupted from the top of the mountain from within the Ling Frost Sword, like an angry dragon that pierced into the sky.

"Lingshuang Sword's Seventh Divine Light!"

"The city lord is finally going to successfully forge the Lingshuang Sword......!"

The hearts of the people inside and outside the Sword Casting City who saw this scene were shocked, and their shocked eyes looked at the Suolong Mountain, the Sword Casting Palace!

"It seems that the Lingshuang Sword is about to be successfully cast!"

In the center of Sword Casting City, on top of the tallest teahouse, a middle-aged man in white with a lupine scarf, his eyes looked at Bai Hong's vision, and his mouth muttered, this person is like a god.

"Once the Lingshuang Sword is born, it will definitely be destroyed, and it must be destroyed!"

A mature and dignified woman on the side walked to the railing, looking into the distance by the railing, and her tone was sonorous, this person was the long-disappeared Death-Hearted Master, and behind her, there was also a piano on her back.

"We unite the heads of the nine major sects of the Central Plains to forge Sword City, we will definitely be able to smash Chu Feng's conspiracy, and I can also avenge the punch of the day!"

Ling Ran, the immortal spirit in the wine, poured a sip of overlord wine, and then, his eyes moved slightly, looking at the young man on the side.

"Xiaoyaolang, how many levels of your divine sword slash have you practiced?"

"Master rest assured, this divine sword slash is very suitable for me, I have practiced to the eighth level in a short period of time, with the Golden Toad Overlord Wine! A knife is slashed, the evil ghost cries, and the immortal Buddha is unstoppable! ”

Xiao Yaolang's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were blood-red, and he wiped a small full moon scimitar in his hand, and with a hint of indifference, he hissed.

"Well, this divine sword slash is passed down by the gods, you must not live up to the grace of the gods...!"

The wine fairy frowned, his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, and he looked at the scimitar in Xiao Yaolang's hand, flashing a wisp of greed.

The corners of Xiaoyaolang's mouth were slightly hooked, the knife face was like a mirror, and he looked at the wine fairy in the mirror: "This martial arts god is indeed not passed on to the master, and I hope the master will forgive me...!" ”

The Death Heart Master frowned, and said coldly: "In January, you will kill countless evil sect demon masters in the rivers and lakes, don't be invaded by killing intent, lose your original heart, and fall into the demon path!" ”

Xiaoyao Lang smiled miserably: "Master is too relieved, I am a decent family, how could I fall into the devil's way!" ”

"Okay, we have already made contact with Neiying in Sword Casting City, and take advantage of the current chaos in the city to wait for the opportunity to enter the prison and rescue Saihuatuo's predecessors and Zang Feng!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded.

From the top of the stairs, a young girl came out, the girl's body was light, and her tone revealed a trace of stubbornness.

"Good!"

"After rescuing them, we will lead a large army, attack Sword Casting City, and kill Chu Feng...!" The wine fairy said fiercely.

"Not bad!"

"However, before we do it again, we must first cut off Chu Feng's henchmen, especially the Supreme Alliance and the Sea Shark Palace that have already been subordinated to Chu Feng!"

Said like a god.

"Let's go, I've already found out where these masters are in Sword Forge City!"

The group nodded and left together.

And in the east of the city, in a courtyard, a middle-aged man looked at Bai Hong, but he sneered constantly: "The first Lingshuang sword in the world was the Great General Ying Shuntian five hundred years ago, who used his own blood as a sword, so the second Lingshuang sword five hundred years later should also use the blood of his descendants as a sword, and you, what do you use as a sword?" ”

There was also a cold middle-aged man behind him, as muscular as a dragon, and at a glance he knew that he was carrying divine power, he held a bow in his left hand and a quiver on his back, but he didn't say a word.

……

"The seventh divine light, the Nine Dragons Stone Quenching, is now...!"

Chu Feng took out the Nine Dragon Stone and threw it at the Lingshuang Sword.