Ram Chen's spiritual body is located in the center of the sea of knowledge, and it is not difficult to find. At this time, the young man's spiritual body was not only very atrophied, but also a little vain, and even the most basic human form could not be maintained.

"The spirit is not good, the gods are not in charge, leave a will, reincarnate and go!" the phantom walked and said lightly, indifferent and high, like a god, with an extraordinary spirit.

Ram Chen's spirits perked up, he tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and the feeling of weakness that kept hitting his heart, stubbornly raised his head, and said categorically: "I have no last wish, and I won't die, who are you?"

"I will be you, fate has asked me to take over everything for you, and I will help you fulfill your last wish......" The phantom's voice was extremely cold, without ups and downs,

"Fate?hahaha......" Ram Chen suddenly burst out laughing, it was the coldest joke he had ever heard, but he couldn't stop laughing.

The phantom frowned in displeasure, and asked in a cold voice, "Is it ridiculous?"

The boy nodded, it was indeed ridiculous, fate may scare others, but it can't scare him who has been teased by fate many times, fate is shit in his eyes.

"Are you provoking me?" the phantom galloped, his voice extremely low, dangerous and cold.

Ram Chen stopped laughing and shook his head decisively, "No, senior, you misunderstood, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at my own fate." ”

"Give you another chance, reincarnate!"

The young man shook his head and refused, and said: "Senior, you must be a high-grade overhaul, but even if you want to take it, you should choose first, I am a sword qi, and I am a low-grade earth spirit, and my meridians are seriously injured, and I have damaged Shouyuan...... You...... You're not going to look at the wrong person, are you?"

Ram Chen's attitude is extremely sincere. He really can't understand that if it's a major repair, he won't be chosen for his head, he has too many problems, and all of them are dead knots, isn't it his own trouble to choose him?

He had thought that someone would come to kill him, but he never thought that someone would take a fancy to his body, and someone wanted such a body.

"Don't you understand human words?!!" Ram Chen angrily stabbed the spirit sword in his hand at the galloping phantom, the sword stabbed on the phantom, and a hole was stabbed in the phantom's chest, and the phantom snorted, but instead of retreating, he advanced.

The phantom did not fully understand Ram Chen's words, but he also guessed that Ram Chen probably thought that he was a high-level monk, so he let himself spare him and take away a qualified one. But he himself knows his own affairs, he is not strong, but very weak, and even taking away a dying person is a little powerless.

"You're not overhauled?!" After a sword, Ram Chen realized that this was not a major overhaul at all.

Once he confirmed that the person in front of him was not a major repair, he calmed down, but the sword sped up, and in an instant, there were nine more holes in the phantom's body. The spiritual sword in Ram Chen's hand also dispersed, these nine swords, exhausted his existing spirit, he was too weak, too weak to hand out one more sword.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, then leave the soul behind!" The phantom, which was not very powerful, pressed towards Ram Chen like Mount Tai at this moment, becoming a behemoth, and he began to devour the spiritual power that escaped around the young man.

"Get out of ......," the boy roared with red eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"That's your life. The phantom reached out and grabbed the young man's spiritual body, his eyes shining with excitement, everything was his.

The young man gritted his teeth, anxious and angry, he was desperate and sad, he was only thirteen, only thirteen years old, did he have to die like this, he promised his mother to live well, no! he couldn't die, at least not like this, "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! Die!" He stabbed out three swords with anger, at the cost of his spiritual body losing his legs and left arm.

"You...... Damn!" The phantom was stabbed in the throat and in both eyes, and the sharp pain made him lose his cool, and he roared angrily, "Lao Tzu tore you!"

Ram Chen laughed and wept, even if he scattered his head, he would stab him again.

The phantom's hand grabbed it fiercely, but it was blocked by the falling purple qi, the young man held the sword with one arm, looked up, and he suddenly cried sadly: "Mother...... Mother...... Is that you? Chen'er misses you so much...... I want to ...... I miss you so much......"

It was a purple aura, and the aura hung down strips of purple qi to guard the aggrieved young man, "Mother, are you here to pick up Chen'er?" Chen'er broke her promise...... Can't live...... Don't be angry...... Chen'er is going to find you, and we can be together again. ”

Half of the young man's spiritual body was gone, and only his right hand was still holding the sword persistently.

"Hahahaha...... What about protecting, it's not like you're going to die!" The phantom was blocked out by the purple qi, and he couldn't get close to the young man's body, but he wasn't in a hurry, this kid was too strong, hurting others and hurting himself, and he was not far from death.

The sword in the young man's hand was scattered, and his right arm was gone, but he didn't care, the young man still looked at the purple halo above his head with attachment, and tears of happiness flowed in his eyes.

The purple qi converged towards the center, and the center of the aura condensed into a drop of purple water, purple and shiny, and the water droplets became larger and larger, until the last trace of purple qi on the aura was exhausted, and the plump and clear purple droplets fell towards the young man.

The phantom greedily looked at the mysterious droplet, he didn't have to think about it to know that it was a good thing, he rushed over desperately, and bang!

"Mother!" the boy with only his head left instinctively flew up to chase the halo, and happened to meet the water droplets.

"You ......" the phantom's eyes widened in disbelief, and his expression changed dramatically.

The young man's spiritual body recovered rapidly, from his neck to his body to his limbs, and the young man's white spiritual body recovered in a single breath, and it was more condensed, which could not be compared to Fang Cai.

The boy wiped away his tears, which were also spiritual manifestations. He looked back at the phantom coldly, and then he walked over step by step with the substantial spirit sword in his hand.

If you say that the boy who cried bitterly just now was a child who lost his mother at the age of five and no longer had relatives to love. Then at this time, this young man is a descendant of a kendo family who began to practice swords at the age of four and received a famous sword order at the age of nine.

The sword movement is stormy, the sword dance is born in spring, the sword momentum is like a tide, the sword falls like rain, the phantom does not know how many swords he has been hit, but it really hurts, and it hurts his heart. He couldn't do anything but recover from his injuries with his thoughts, he was just a Taoist who had lived in peacetime, and he had no way to kill himself and protect the Dao.

"Ram friend, stop!" shouted the Phantom in panic.

"Stop, Sanyang Kaitai!" The young man was unmoved, one sword and three styles, horizontal cutting, vertical splitting, oblique teasing, the tip of the sword crossed, and the phantom was cut into seven parts, he stopped, watching the phantom screaming and fighting his body little by little.

"Fellow Daoist, wait!" Seeing that the young man was about to make a move again, the phantom hurriedly stopped, his voice trembled, he was really afraid.

"Golden Wind and Jade Dew. The sword turned into a streamer, almost to the extreme, the sword passed in half, and the young man turned his back to the remnants that were divided into two, waiting, waiting for him to recover.

"Little master, spare your life. "The phantom completely let go of his dignity.

"Freeze three feet. "One sword blooms seven flowers, seven snow-white sword flowers, and seven snowflakes fall on the phantom man's eyebrows, Adam's apple, chest, arms, and legs, and the phantom finds that he can't move.

"Why did you tell me to stop? Did you ever spare me the slightest?" Ram Chen stared at the phantom viciously, he didn't intend to let go of this man who almost killed himself.

"Young Master Ram, the old man was also forced to be helpless, so he made this decision, and I hope that the young master will give the old man a chance to atone for his sins. The Phantom pleaded.

Ram Chen shook his head and pointed with his sword: "Look at your age, cut it off yourself!"

The phantom's face changed greatly, he lost his square inch for the first time, his eyes rolled, he gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "The old man is not a person from this world, I know many Taoist treasures in the original world, and I have all kinds of cultivation methods, if the little master can spare my life, I am willing to sacrifice it all." ”

The phantom threw the last hole card, the stubbornness of this teenager made him feel cold, he was afraid that if he didn't say it again, he would have no chance, he believed that such a huge chip would definitely impress the boy, maybe he could turn the tables.

Ram Chen was indeed shocked, from another world, with Dao Zang! Whether it is true or not, it is too amazing. The young man couldn't come back to his senses for a while, and after a while, he took a few deep breaths and suppressed the restlessness in his heart, he glared at the phantom, and said angrily: "Old thief, dare to mess with my sword heart, and if you don't take revenge for your life, what's the use of practicing the sword!

The words fell out:

Spring tide brings rain.

Sanyang Kaitai.

Golden Wind and Jade Dew.

Freeze three feet.

The Ram's "Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Sword" unfolds in the hands of the young man, or like the tide rushing, or like the three sheep splitting the sky, or like the time passing quickly, or like snowflakes in the sky, the sword moves are continuous, the ups and downs are turning, all smooth.

"Damn...... You lonely native...... Do you know what you're doing?"

"Native, are you talking about me?" the young man's sword slowed down, apparently hearing the title for the first time, and feeling quite new.

"You swallow me, the old man knows that it is difficult to live, but what he has learned all his life can't be buried with me, swallow me, and the old man will fulfill you!"

Golden Wind and Jade Dew, the Sword of Cold Autumn, one sword in half, "Swallowing you, won't it pollute my sword heart and my soul, and the old thief wants to harm me and die...... The more the young man thought about it, the more angry he became, and the sword was countless times faster.

"Stupid native...... Stupid Indigenous ...... It's fate...... It's fate......" The phantom voice became smaller and smaller......

At first, the boy only started to kill in anger, but when the sword move was fully developed, he entered the sword and forgot about people.

Hearty venting, I don't know how many swords came out, and a few more reincarnations, the young man was suddenly awakened by a dragon's roar of swords.

In the dimly lit room, the cold light suddenly appeared.

"Zheng!"

The sword is unsheathed.

Brush!

The sword is like frost, the qi is like a rainbow, and the sword qi is pouring out, like a silver dragon coming out of the nest, unstoppable.

Boom! Sawdust flew everywhere, the wooden windows were destroyed, a piece of blood light, and a muffled snort.

"Young Master ......"

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