The ferocious spiritual power pounced on Yan Chang'an.

Birds and beasts fled, falling leaves flew, Yan Changan turned around and drew his sword, and the blue light collided with the long sword that pierced his heart, drawing dazzling sparks.

Yan Changan's face remained unchanged, and with a flick of his wrist, the opponent's sword instantly turned into pieces of scrap metal in front of the two of them.

It was a fine spirit sword, forged by its master countless times, extremely sharp, and very capable of being destroyed, but under the power of Qingguang, it couldn't withstand even a single move, and turned into a pile of broken iron.

Such a terrifying power not only did not arouse the fear of the other party, but made the excitement and necessity in his eyes even worse.

He covered his face with a black scarf, so that no one could see his face clearly, but judging from his cultivation and voice, he should be a monk who was not young.

The spirit sword that had been forged countless times turned into scrap iron, and the blue light in Yan Changan's hand pointed directly at his throat.

Yan Changan, who had never killed a disciple of the Immortal Sect, frowned because of the tyranny that suddenly arose in his heart, pursed his lips slightly, and was still a little hesitant.

It wasn't until a figure suddenly appeared next to the Qingguang Sword, a cold hand grabbed his wrist, and the Qingguang moved slightly, cutting through the opponent's throat, that the excitement in the man's eyes gradually subsided, turning into late fear and jealousy.

Shu Nong let go in time, and the warm blood splashed on the back of Yan Changan's bruised hand, Qingguang trembled slightly with excitement, and flattered Yan Chang'an.

Yan Changan had been tormented by Qingguang's ferocity for a long time, but this power from Qingguang had timely alleviated all kinds of absurd and dark thoughts that had risen in his mind at some point.

On the one hand, he was affected by the blue light, and he desperately wanted to vent, but on the other hand, he was unwilling to give in, and he was tortured by the two phases, and he couldn't be ruthless, and he increased his resentment.

He hasn't left Cangzhou yet, and the people who killed him have already come in waves.

No matter what era it is, there will always be some scum in the immortal gate.

Like the monk at his feet, struggling to lose his breath.

Vainly trying to kill people and seize the sword, let Qingguang change hands.

Shu Nong stood beside Yan Changan, raised his foot and kicked the lifeless corpse on the ground, bent down and tore off the black towel that covered his face, and looked at it for a moment before saying to Yan Changan: "Soft-heartedness is not something you should have. ”

Shu Nong didn't think that Yan Chang'an, who was selected by Qingguang, would be a soft-hearted person.

But there is always a first time in everything, and his stubbornness is also used in the wrong place.

"With the first time, if you come back later, you shouldn't let people go back again, right?" She seemed to know what Yan Changan was thinking, "Qingguang will not control you from generating any killing intent out of thin air, you have to have it yourself, so that it can take the opportunity to amplify." ”

She clapped her hands lightly, and wiped her fingers that had been accidentally splashed with one or two drops of blood on Yan Changan's sleeve: "How is it?" Did you suddenly find that it didn't hurt to give in to it once or twice? With the first time, will it be much easier next time? ”

Yan Changan pursed his lips, glanced at Song Lin and Shu Yue, who had not come in the distance, and said in a low voice: "It is trying to control me." ”

Qingguang continued to amplify the thoughts in his heart, wanting to use it to make him lose himself and serve the sword in turn.

"So it's a fierce sword." Shu Nong smiled, "What you can get by controlling it is only the blood on the sword now." It drank countless amounts of blood six hundred years ago, and now if you want to suppress its ferocity, you can only be a little more fierce than it. ”

"If you want to suppress its ferocity, you have to see blood, and after seeing blood, it will be satisfied, didn't it thank you just now?" Shu Nong smiled teasingly, "If you follow it and press it down, you have to kill people and see blood, if you don't follow it and ignore its ferocity, will it let you go?" ”

Shu Nong pointed to Yan Changan's head: "Qingguang doesn't see blood, it has been trying to interfere with you and control you, and in the end you will still be tortured by it to kill people and drink blood." ”

"Is it to kill those damned people for mutual benefit and win-win, or to stick to the rules of your immortal sect disciples and compete with Qingguang and be tortured by it-" She raised her eyes to look into his eyes, and her voice inexplicably carried a bit of bewitchment, "Or, draw your sword and become a demon, slaughter the world to feed Qingguang...... How you use this sword is up to you. ”

Yan Changan's heartbeat suddenly increased a little.

Blood belonging to the enemy dripped from the tip of the sword, and for the first time he realized so clearly that the best sword in the world was in his hand, and the most powerful power in the world was in him.

Whether it is good or evil, whether it is an immortal or a demon, it is only in his thoughts.

His breathing quickened a little, his gaze wandered over Shu Nong's slightly pale face, and he asked word by word, "With this sword, the world can be in my hands?" ”

Shu Nong nodded, smiling wantonly: "Naturally, there is this sword-" She blinked, "It's not a problem to re-establish the imperial court, or ......"

"Integrate the Three Realms and serve you as the Lord." She chuckled, "It's not impossible. ”

Yan Changan's hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

“…… You're drawing flatbread in the air. ”

He said lightly.

Shu Nong shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Whatever you want." She didn't care, "It's all your choice anyway." ”

She kicked the corpse at her feet again: "This person is here for the third time, and it is precisely because you don't kill them that they are unscrupulous and fearless to kill and grab the sword again and again." ”

"I can't take it anymore anyway." Shu Nong frowned, "Next time you release someone, I'll let Song Lin and Shu Yue do it." ”

Anyway, the two of them don't need to compete with Qingguang, I'm afraid that they will already see that this group of people who pounce again and again is not pleasing to the eye.

Shu Nong turned around, the moonlight skirt jumped in Yan Changan's eyes like a butterfly, and in the blink of an eye, he left him lightly and ran towards Song Lin and Shu Yue under the trees in the distance.

Yan Changan lowered his eyes and wiped his sword, put the blue light into the scabbard that was temporarily forged, was silent for a moment, and then raised his eyes, his eyes were dark, and there was a faint bitter emotion breaking out of the ground.

The butterfly that flew away was caught up by him.

Yan Changan took out the map of Kyushu from the storage bag and stretched out his hand to unfold it: "Where are we going?" ”

Song Lin and Shu Yue also looked at Shu Nong.

She has spent most of her time in the Qingguang Sword these days, and she doesn't often communicate with them, and only after she said a word out of Cangzhou at the beginning of the mountain, she has no directions.

Until now, she took the map in Yan Chang'an's hand, spread it on the ground, and lightly tapped the sword on Yan Changan's waist.

"The savior of the world goes to the land of turmoil to settle injustice, and the destroyer of the world goes to the land of peace to create injustice." She casually joked, "Either way, Qingguang will guide you." ”

Shu Nong's first time as a sword spirit, and he didn't know how this guide would be guided.

She chose a rougher and simpler approach.

Qingguang was lightly pulled out by her, staring at the puzzled gazes of several people, holding the long sword horizontally, and suddenly letting go, where the tip of the sword pointed-

Shu Nong's eyebrows and eyes were bent, he bent down to pick up the green light, casually inserted his hand into the scabbard on Yan Changan's waist, and pointed to the map excitedly.

"Just go here." She pointed to a point on the map, "Huaizhou, Dusk Cloud City." ”