Chapter Sixty-Eight: Sword Spirit, Dead

Shouting this, the fifth Tingyun realized that the strange sound was not heard by the ears, but perceived in the mind. And his sudden roar was able to make a mistake, causing the few warriors who wanted to kill again to retreat a few steps one after another.

They were all all looking around, cautiously searching around, and even Zhao San'er frowned, perceiving the surroundings.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the other party did not dare to act rashly, the fifth Tingyun hurriedly asked silently: "What is it?!"

In fact, he already had a faint guess in his heart, except for the family heirloom Sumeru ring of the fifth clan and the departed sword group on his back, the rest were all clothes, dry food and the like. If there is something that can communicate directly with his thoughts, then it must be a sword of separation!

Shi Fu once said that the sword of leaving people has a sword spirit.

"My lord don't panic, leave the sword spirit ginseng. Another voice sounded in his head.

Fifth, Tingyun said darkly: "Why, I fed you last night? That is the breakthrough opportunity that I finally obtained, and I was so disturbed by you!" Although he didn't know what kind of spirit the sword spirit was, since he had opened the spirit, he should be able to communicate normally.

"My lord is angry, isn't the opportunity coming again?" Since it was through mental communication, it was impossible to distinguish whether the voice of the sword spirit was male or female.

But then again, is the body of the sword spirit male and female?

"Hmph!" said the fifth Tingyun angrily, "It's not the right time for it." ”

"My lord should not be in a hurry, in the midst of a crisis, in addition to doing his best, isn't it the best time for a breakthrough to come? Many days ago, my lord should have considered this situation, didn't he?"

Fifth Tingyun snorted again, this sword spirit knows a lot, but his emotional intelligence is not high, don't you know how to save some face for his master?

"My lord rest assured, you can break through with peace of mind, relax your body, and protect you from the human sword. ”

Although the emotional intelligence is not high, it is finally useful, and the fifth hearing cloud heard that the sword spirit can protect himself, and he was relieved when he landed. Even a smile appeared on his face.

When he laughed, all the warriors were even more shocked, and they jumped out of the way for fear of deception.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Dengke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked Zhao San'er in a low voice.

Zhao San'er was still carefully perceiving the situation around him, but the result he could perceive made his brows furrow. Hearing his master ask, he was embarrassed to say that he didn't know, so he had to turn his gaze to the fifth Tingyun again, but this time, the fifth Tingyun actually closed his eyes, his lips continued to open, and he obviously began to meditate.

He immediately reacted and shouted, "He's playing tricks and delaying time." Quick, hack him to death!"

As soon as the warriors heard this, they suddenly used their swords and clubs again, and slashed at the head of the fifth listening cloud.

"Young Master—" Bai Yibing and Bai Jie shouted in unison, Bai Jie even covered his eyes, not daring to look at it again.

At this moment, the right hand of the fifth Tingyun moved.

In fact, strictly speaking, it was the detached sword in his hand that moved.

Now the fifth Tingyun has completely entered a meditative state, and his body is completely relaxed, and it is impossible to swing the sword of detachment.

Bell, bell, bell.

A series of clashes of gold and iron rang out.

The fifth Tingyun, who had his eyes closed, actually blocked all the swords and clubs that were smashed down.

Zhao Dengke rubbed his eyes vigorously, how could he understand everything in front of him?

Even Zhao San'er was dumbfounded at this time. He knew that a martial cultivator with a high realm could not see anything, and he could lock on to the enemy with all his senses, but the fifth hearing cloud was not!

Bell bell.

A more rapid exchange of sounds was heard.

This time, all seven weapons were parried back without exception.

"How is that possible? Isn't he breaking through?" the two blows missed, and the warriors were already a little flustered.

"Where the hell did he come out of nowhere!"

"When did the Fifth Clan come out with such a pervert!"

“......”

A few warriors said a word to me, but no one attacked again.

Outside the body, these warriors were inexplicably frightened, but inside the body, the fifth Tingyun's brain seemed to explode, and he finally meditated, but was almost destroyed by the noisy voice in his head.

"It's fun, it's fun for many years, it's really fun...... it's a broken thought of the sword spirit.

"Shut up!" the fifth Tingyun couldn't bear it anymore and warned with his mind.

"Shut up, but I don't have a mouth, how can I live?" haha, it's fun......"

"If you have nothing to do, quickly get rid of these people, and I can break through completely with peace of mind. The fifth Tingyun barely maintained his meditation, and said to the sword spirit with a single thought.

"No, my lord. The Liren Sword has not fully recovered now, and the sword body cannot leave your hand, and if it leaves, I will not be able to control it. And your body can't move, and it's hard to complete the task without the human sword. ”

After the explanation, the sword spirit also quieted down, thinking that although it lacked emotional intelligence, it still knew the truth of stopping in moderation.

"What are you doing? Kill him, slaughter him for me!" Zhao Dengke roared hoarsely, he didn't care about the life or death of the fifth Tingyun anymore, and he didn't want to use the fifth Tingyun to exchange for the officials of the Criminal Department, he just wanted to kill the fifth Tingyun now to dissipate the anger in his heart, "Quick, kill him, Ben Shao will give you one hundred silver coins each!"

One hundred silver coins is a lot, and the fifth Tingyun worked hard and performed actively at the spring outing, and finally got ten silver coins.

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

A few martial artists who are not seriously injured, you look at me, I look at you, and then nodded to each other, holding the weapon and bullying it again. Fifth, the airflow around the clouds was chaotic, and the whirlwind rolled up the robes of the warriors, making the scene more solemn.

But no matter how the warriors attacked, the Liren Sword in the fifth Tingyun's hand was like building an invisible cover, easily blocking the weapons that attacked from any side. With this hand alone, the fifth Tingyun sighed to himself, thinking that it was better to control the sword at this time, not the person who controlled the sword.

couldn't attack for a long time, and seeing that the movement of the surrounding Yuan Force was getting smaller and smaller, it was clearly the rhythm of breaking through and succeeding. Zhao San'er snorted, stepped forward and whispered a few words to the warriors, only to hear the warriors say hello one after another. After saying that, six or seven warriors approached again, and they still attacked together, only this time it was even more crazy, not on the defensive at all, but completely in the same way of fighting.

A martial artist fights like this, and there is no pressure to leave the sword spirit to ask himself.

The two warriors fight like this, and the sword spirit can still maneuver around the sword.

But the seven warriors fought like this at the same time, and the sword spirit of the sword suddenly couldn't bear it......

Although it is an ancient sword spirit, it has been silent for thousands of years after all.

"My lord is not good!" Just as the sword spirit was struggling to cope with the combined efforts of the seven people in front of it, it suddenly noticed the sound of clothes moving behind it, and hurriedly called the fifth Tingyun with its mind.

It turned out that Zhao San'er had already circled behind him at some point, ready to slam the killer when the seven people in front of him were fighting!

Rumble!

This is the sound of the explosion of the palm force.

Fifth, Tingyun only felt that something collided behind him, although the strength of that thing was not small, but ...... It is by no means Zhao San'er's palm. Judging from that explosion, Zhao San'er's palm must have used ten percent of the yuan force, if it was hit, the fifth hearing cloud would have already flown out, and he would be crippled if he was not dead.

"Grandpa—"

Just when the fifth Tingyun was puzzled, Bai Jie's scream sounded. He immediately understood that it was Bai Yibing who blocked this fatal palm for himself! What hit him was not something, but Bai Yibing's body!

"Ahh

He suddenly opened his eyes and roared to the sky!