Sword Spirit?

Zhang Yu was stunned, and then took out the Nine Heavens Xuanjian, the Nine Heavens Xuanjian was disguised by him, and it is estimated that no one can see that the sword he is holding has been replaced.

He couldn't imagine that the first form of the sword mystery book actually allowed him to get close to his long sword and cultivate the sword spirit, and he also listed a lot of space to explain the benefits of cultivating the sword spirit.

According to the method of the sword mystery, he divided a trace of yin and yang qi and probed into the Nine Heavens Xuan Sword.

The two qi of yin and yang continued to swim in the sword body, and after more than half an hour, he felt a weak response, which surprised Zhang Yu. He wrapped the small response with yin and yang qi according to the method of cultivating the sword spirit, soothed, and a trace of pleasant emotions fed back.

Wang Ximo would definitely be surprised if he saw this scene, it took him three days to find the sword spirit for the first time.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and Zhang Yu got up and opened the door to find Zhao Yang.

To his surprise, he didn't find Zhao Yang, and finally the disciple in the next room of Zhao Yang told Zhang Yu that Zhao Yang had been sent on a mission early in the morning.

"What mission is he performing?" Zhang Yu felt a little bad when he heard this.

"I don't know, it seems to be on some patrol mission. The disciple shook his head and sighed as if he knew something.

Patrol mission? Zhang Yu thought of the patrol mission in the Dan Dao Sect, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold, he shook his head and continued to ask the disciple, the disciple didn't say anything, just shook his head.

"Does Zhao Yang owe a lot of contributions?" Zhang Yu asked a different question.

"A lot, he has been too unlucky these days, as long as he sits in the bank, he will lose ......," the disciple hesitated for a moment and said.

"Thank you!" Zhang Yu nodded and turned to leave, unexpectedly a step slower.

A week later, someone told Zhang Yu about Zhao Yang's death.

Zhao Yang encountered a flame beast on the way to patrol, and there were no bones left, and the people who accompanied him were powerless to chase after him, and watched Zhao Yang being devoured.

Zhang Yu sneered in his heart, this killing method was surprisingly consistent.

To Zhang Yu's surprise, when he returned to the hut, he unexpectedly found that there were traces of someone entering the house. He walked over silently, and could see several masked men rummaging through his room.

"Thief, boss, can I swallow them?" said Blackie. It felt that the past two months had been extremely boring, and it finally encountered this situation, so it was eager to rush over to fight and stick out a few hairy heads from Xiao Hei's back.

"My war knife is also hungry and thirsty!" Lin Xueyue also came out, she glanced at Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei shrank her head.

"You are free!" Zhang Yu said with a wry smile, he opened his big hand, and the house was instantly enveloped by an enchantment.

At the same time, more than a dozen black shadows rushed in, and immediately there was a mess inside, Zhang Yu squatted outside and pointed out a few words from time to time, and in less than a moment, the masked people were knocked to the ground.

"Can I eat them?" the little black mouth grew big, and several masked men rolled their eyes and fainted.

Zhang Yu walked in and ripped off their masked cloths, only to find that they were all unfamiliar faces.

Zhang Yu found cold water and poured it on the face of one of them and said, "Who are you? Why are you here to steal things?"

"Zhang Yifan, let go of me, I advise you to take out your things if you know each other. One of the fat men came to his senses, and the first sentence surprised Zhang Yu that it was not worth it.

"What is it?" Zhang Yu asked in a daze.

"Hmph, it's actually garlic, of course it's something that Zhao Yang gave you. To tell you the truth, as long as you hand over what Zhao Yang gave you to us, we will never bother you again. The fat man seemed to be eating Zhang Yu and said arrogantly.

They seem to know Zhang Yifan's character well, cowardly, withdrawn, not weak, the slightest threat will be compromised, and the game with Di Qiubai is estimated to play the highest strength.

They thought that Zhang Yifan would hand over his things as soon as he was intimidated, but they never dreamed that Zhang Yifan was a different person, how could Zhang Yu care about their threats.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Zhang Yu, pretending to be afraid.

"Of course it's Xu ......"

"Shut up, idiot!" a big man next to him yelled coldly, interrupting the fat man's words, Zhang Yu's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect the big man to be so alert.

"No matter how strong you are, if you don't hand over that thing, you will only die!" the big man said coldly.

"Oh?" Zhang Yu frowned, what he hated most was being threatened, he straightened up, and the big man immediately felt that Zhang Yu's temperament became strange.

"They're left to you to settle with, remember what I want, don't get killed. Zhang Yu lazily talked to these minions, he stood up and walked outside.

"Zhang Yifan, what are you going to do?" The faces of the group of people changed, and they couldn't help shouting loudly, Zhang Yu had already disappeared at the door.

"Don't get killed, it's so troublesome!" Xiao Hei looked up at Lin Xueyue and muttered, Lin Xueyue rolled her eyes, turned around and disappeared.

"Come, cuties, let me suck your souls!" said Xiao Hei, smiling at the pale faces of several people, with his mouth wide open.

The scream of "no ......" was blocked by the barrier.

After half a ring, several people left in a daze, they only remembered rummaging through Zhang Yu's house and finding nothing. Their memories were partially truncated by Xiao Hei, although it was not very complete, but it was enough for several people combined.

The person who sent them was called Zhao Tong, an inner disciple, and they only knew how to turn over a jade slip in Zhang Yu's house, and they didn't know anything else.

I didn't expect it to be an inner disciple, this seems to be a bit troublesome, I don't know who Zhao Yang provoked.

Just as Zhang Yu was thinking about this matter, on the mountain peaks around the giant sword, there were the inner disciples of the Kendo Sect living here, and they were guarding the four directions.

On the crescent moon peak in the southwest, a simple courtyard house is built on the only open space of the mountain peak, and the green bamboo in the courtyard sways with the wind, and the sound of people can be faintly heard.

In the hall of the courtyard, an old man sat in the middle, and Zhao Tongzheng, who was talking from the disciples next to him, looked at the old man respectfully.

"Did you get it?" asked the old man, rubbing his beard.

"I've already sent someone to get it, I really can't imagine how Zhao Yang would hand over that thing to Zhang Yifan's waste. Zhao Tong lowered his head and said with a smile.

"Hmph, maybe it's to cover people's eyes, there are too many things we can't think of, who wants to get that thing in the hands of an outer disciple. The old man said very dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, it's all the negligence of his subordinates!" Zhao Tong felt the power of the old man and couldn't help but panic. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but deflated when he lowered his head, you must know that Zhao Yang had been hiding from them for ten years, and they had only recently found out that something was on Zhao Yang according to various clues.

"Okay, I don't blame you for this matter, just get the things back, if necessary, the relevant people must be killed. If there is anything, you can contact me with paper cranes. The old man said lightly, and the fate of several people in his words was thus decided.

"Yes!" Zhao Tong bowed his hand respectfully, and a hint of fierceness flashed in the corner of his eye.

The old man glanced at him with satisfaction, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.