Poof!

The long sword stabbed the black-robed old man, instantly piercing his left shoulder.

If the innate powerhouse's protective body qi is broken, it will take time to regain its defenses, and the length of time depends on one's own cultivation strength and the Gang Qi Gong method, which can be completed in an instant, and if it is slow, it may take a few breaths or even a moment of effort.

The innate realm of the black-robed old man did not completely rely on his own efforts to break through, but more with the help of the power of the elixir, so his foundation was not stable enough, and after the body protection qi was blasted by Wei Changfeng's sword qi, he was not able to recover in time.

In addition, Wei Changfeng's attack method of abandoning the sword and then boxing and fencing was too unexpected, so he suffered a big loss again when he was defenseless!

In fact, Wei Changfeng's blow was still going to his heart, but the old man in the black robe was an innate level after all, and he had a strong ability to respond to changes, and he avoided the key point at the critical moment.

A cloud of blood exploded behind him!

This was an explosion of residual strength contained in the sword body, which caused him quite severe damage.

"Ahh

The black-robed old man couldn't help but scream again, his cry was filled with incomparable anger and resentment.

As an innate powerhouse and a martial artist who has cultivated for many years, he was actually severely injured by a junior of the Qi Condensation Stage, and the anger in his heart suddenly burst out!

His left hand still grabbed the long sword, let go of his right hand, and held it into an eagle's claw, grabbing towards Wei Changfeng's throat like lightning, and there were countless traces of black qi lingering on his fingertips, revealing a cold breath!

At this time, Wei Changfeng had just regained his grip on the hilt of the Chaoyang Slashing Sword, urging his true qi to take his weapon back.

I didn't expect the black-robed old man's counterattack to be so swift and ferocious!

I saw the talons of the eagle attacking. Wei Changfeng couldn't help but be taken aback. In desperation, he was ready to abandon his sword again to dodge.

And at this critical moment. The speed of the black-robed old man's attack suddenly decreased, and the outstretched eagle claws actually began to tremble, and the cold qi released from the five fingers disappeared silently.

This innate powerhouse trembled all over, and his eyes showed an incredible look, as if he had seen an evil ghost, and he was frightened and panicked as if the end was coming!

"Slash the evil sword towards the rising sun!"

His lips twitched, and he struggled to spit out a few words.

Wei Changfeng's heart moved, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword and regained his strength. I want to pull back the sword of the rising sun.

Although he didn't understand what had happened to make this formidable opponent so devastated, it was undoubtedly a perfect opportunity for Wei Changfeng to fight back.

However, as soon as he drew his long sword back half an inch, a strange force suddenly surged back from within the sword body.

Along with this power, at the same time, there was also an idea that entered Wei Changfeng's body, and the ascending knowledge sea left an imprint in his divine soul!

He suddenly realized, as if a mind had been suddenly opened, and many doubts were answered in an instant.

The one who passed on the idea to Wei Changfeng was the sword spirit of the Chaoyang Slashing Evil Sword!

The Chaoyang Evil Sword was originally a spirit sword, a high-grade spirit soldier.

A piece of equipment or weapon is classified as a spiritual weapon. It must be a being with an instrumental spirit, detached from the level of mortal things.

When the morning sun slashing evil sword came out. It is a top-grade spirit sword, it has had seven masters before and after a hundred years, and the last sword master is Xie Wuxi, a true disciple of Qingying Peak.

Xie Wuxian was one of the top genius sword cultivators in the younger generation of Yunhai Sect at that time, but during a mission to the sect, he was ambushed by the powerhouses of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he was killed after killing seven strong enemies.

Later, although Yunhaimen snatched back the Chaoyang Evil Sword in time, this high-grade spirit sword was damaged by the sword spirit in the fierce battle, and the guide was demoted to a famous seal-level sword weapon, and was finally buried in the sword mound by the seniors of the gate together with Xie Wuxi's ashes.

After being obtained by Wei Changfeng, this weapon has always been by his side, and in addition to being extremely sharp, it has not shown more power than a name-level weapon.

But its sword spirit did not disappear completely, but only fell silent within the sword body after being severely damaged.

The sword that Wei Changfeng had just broken through the black-robed old man's body protection qi had actually reawakened the sword spirit with the power he had focused on, causing incredible consequences.

In the remaining sword spirit, there is also a divine soul mind left by the sword cultivator Xie Wuxian before he died.

It was the strong mind of the former owner of this Chaoyang Slashing Evil Sword, after the sword blade pierced through the body of the black-robed old man, the sword spirit actually absorbed and devoured the power of the black-robed old man, causing him to fall into a state of weakness!

And this is precisely the true characteristic of the Chaoyang Slashing Evil Sword, while severely damaging any cultivator of the Demon Gate Evil Dao Martial Arts, or wizards and qi refiners, it also draws on its original power for its own use, and even destroys the opponent's divine soul will!

Back then, Xie Wuxian was able to kill countless masters and powerhouses of the Demon Sect, and the Chaoyang Sword was indispensable.

The black-robed old man happened to be from the Heavenly Demon Sect and cultivated the Heavenly Demon Sect's true inheritance of the Xuan Ming True Method, so he was restrained by the Chaoyang Slashing Evil Sword that awakened the will of the sword spirit, so he would have an abnormal appearance when he counterattacked Wei Changfeng.

He also recognized the origin of the Chaoyang Slashing Evil Sword, and the shock in his heart can be imagined!

The divine soul thought left by Xie Wuxian made Wei Changfeng instantly understand the reason for the matter, and at the same time, he also knew the way to completely repair the sword spirit, so that this weapon could be restored to its original level.

That is, to constantly kill the masters and powerhouses of the Demon Gate, devouring their power and souls, the stronger the better.

The name of slaying evil is worthy of its name!

Holding the Rising Sun Sword tightly, Wei Changfeng could clearly feel the thoughts from the sword spirit, the joy of reawakening, the desire to fight, and the hunger for power.

This sword has a "soul"!

He couldn't help but think of what the gray-clothed old man who guarded the Sword Pavilion had said to him when he got the sword in the Sword Shrine.

"When the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect were defeated, they once made a blood oath, but anyone who holds the sword of the rising sun and slashing evil is the mortal enemy of the Demon Gate!"

"So now that you know its origins, are you still willing to take it away from the Sword Shrine?"

"You must know that if you take away the Rising Sun Slashing Evil Sword, you will have to bear this cause and effect!"

"Become the enemy of the Demon Gate!"

Enemy of the Demon Gate!

Wei Changfeng couldn't help laughing loudly, urging the majestic Qianyang True Qi in his body to continuously inject into the sword body.

He used his own strength to support the sword spirit and speed up the sword spirit's devouring of the black-robed old man's original power!

"Ugh"

The old man in the black robe, who was terrified, no longer had any ability to resist, he squeezed out a desperate sigh from his throat weakly, and the light flashing in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Then he collapsed to the ground as if he had been drained of his muscles, and stopped breathing in the blink of an eye.

(To be continued......) R1292