"This guest ......"

Two mole smoke spirits who were looking at the shop came out of the corner, stepped forward tremblingly, and looked at the Qinghong Sword in Zhi Hunt Zhen's hand.

Zhi Hunt Zhen sighed secretly, put the long sword into the sheath, and hung it back on the wall untouched. With a sword in his hand, his combat power is simply worlds apart, and even a Xuan Demon master like Qianfu Gui can be killed by leapfrogging. But this sword belongs to the mysterious owner of the black ship, and the other party must be a generation of giants in the demon prison world, and he has no chance to take this sword by force.

"Just a vulgar fan, I'm afraid that my eyes will dirty when I look at it, and I can lose your soul? What is there to be reluctant to give up?" Buji snorted disdainfully when he caught a glimpse of the regret in Zhijia Zhen's eyes.

Zhi Hunt Zhen was slightly stunned, and then understood that the "vulgar powder" in Fuji's mouth refers to the Qinghong Sword. It's just that the tone of the Horcrux is a little sour, like sipping vinegar.

"This sword has a tough texture, the blade is blown and broken, it can be called the best product in the sword, why can it only be regarded as a vulgar thing?" Zhi Hunt really asked puzzled, the Qinghong sword is light but not floating, the sword light is blue and blue, and it faintly reveals a wonderful seven-colored rainbow when it runs, obviously a lot of rare minerals are added when casting, and even the ice silk with a wrapped handle also has the miraculous effect of clear heart detoxification. Coupled with the power of the Dao Gate magic array embedded in the sword body, the entire Yongning Marquis Mansion could not find a good sword like this.

"Didn't the person who taught you how to learn the sword say that the sword should be refined and pure? This mundane thing is made of lapis lazuli, star meteorite, jasper iron, seven-colored iron, hibiscus jade...... Too many messy materials, all kinds of physical properties contradict each other, not only can not be blended together, but reduce the quality. Fuji shook his head again and again, with a look of disgust, "It's okay to look ugly, but you still have to add ingredients to your brain, apply grease and powder to pretend to be a beauty, and it's not a vulgar thing?" Do you remember to wait a while to bathe, burn incense, and clean your hands, so as not to get stained with the ice and jade." ”

Zhijia Zhen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and turned around and walked out of the store. He quietly passed on the thought to Meng Mengda, but once it was involved, his mind was like being cut off by an invisible sword qi, and it was difficult to transmit it.

On the corridor, the flesh wall of the giant loach couldn't help but squirm, sucking in the corpses of the demons on the ground one after another, leaving no trace of flesh and blood. Zhi Hunt Zhen saw Li Zhu standing in front of several seriously injured demons who fell to the ground from a distance, silently distracted. More than a dozen demons gathered around, staring at the disabled demons with suspicious expressions, taking advantage of the fire to rob has always been a common method in the demon hell realm.

Zhi Hunti walked straight to the No. 8 cabin, took out the hedron he had collected from the black-faced demon, and opened the hatch.

"Your swordsmanship is passable, and you don't lose my people. However, in addition to practicing swordsmanship, sword qi, sword momentum, sword intent, and sword heart, the practice of kendo is ...... , you also need to really get familiar with the sword, feel the sword, and integrate into the sword. Otherwise, the sword will always be just a foreign object to you, and once you leave the sword, you will be helpless, and you will not be able to use the slightest swordsmanship. Fuji seemed to be interested, and continued endlessly, "Looking at you like this, you know that you have never forged a sword with your own hands, and you still don't know anything about it. ”

Zhi Hunting is really moving, and he is a sword horcrux, and his kendo attainments can be imagined. If you can get its guidance, your kendo cultivation will definitely be able to go further. However, the Horcruxes all have strange personalities, and if you take the initiative to ask for advice, you will be manipulated by it.

He groaned slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly bent, and said in a perfunctory tone: "What Your Excellency said is true. While looking left and right, he searched the black-faced demon's room with all his might, and soon found more than a hundred demon sources, and put them into his arms with a happy face.

The corners of his eyes trembled, and some golden and jade words were regarded as wind in his ears, and he couldn't help but shout: "If you know 'invisible?? True swordsmanship', even if you don't have a sword in your hand, you can defeat that little witch with ease!"

Zhi Hunt Zhen still didn't seem to care, and said casually: "There are so many swordsmanship in the world that they are endless, and it's not surprising that I don't know about it." ”

"I can't imagine that you are so lonely and unheard, and you actually put your name in the history of the sword and the 'invisible?? True swordsmanship' is on par with those native chickens and dogs!" Fuji's handsome face was iron-blue, and he stretched out his hand without hesitation, the bright and dark light around him flowed like water, and a beam of snow-bright sword light burst out of his palm out of nothing, and the sword light converged at high speed, condensing like substance, at first glance, it was no different from a real three-foot Qingfeng.

"Look carefully!" Fuji snorted coldly, his wrist turned lightly, and the sword light in his palm shook into a dazzling sword flower.

This turn and shake technique is natural and ingenious, showing an almost perfect trajectory. Zhi Hunt couldn't help but indulge in it, and his mind was taken for a while, and his eyes and thoughts were occupied by the wonderful scene of this sword flower.

In the trembling of the sword flower, the sound of the sword was like an invisible edge, which went straight into the body and mind of Zhi Hunt, making him appear for a short period of stiffness, and it was difficult for his hands and feet to move, as if he had been forcibly cut off from the connection between his mind and the body.

The sword flower stabbed straight in, and the light that broke through the sky was so prosperous that it was far beyond the imagination of Zhi Hunting. For a moment, his eyes were white, and apart from the constantly blooming sword light, there was nothing else to be seen, as if a blazing sun exploded in his field of vision.

The sword light pressed against Zhi Hunting's eyebrows, as if it was empty, and it was like a sharp ice edge, giving birth to a strong tingling sensation.

Until this time, what Zhi Hunt really saw and thought was still a constantly shining sword light, and it was difficult to restore normal vision.

"Good sword!" he couldn't help but admire, Fuji's sword started from the starting style, to the sound of the sword light vibrating, and then to a sword piercing through the air, the three links were born layer by layer, step by step, and finally connected into a stunning and peerless blow.

The most mysterious thing is that Zhi Hunt really learned from Meng Mengda that the monkey spirit never saw a trace of sword light at all, nor did he hear any sword sound. In the cute point of view, Fuji just waved his hand, and Zhi Hunt really froze in place, looking like he was being controlled by others.

The sword light dissipated into nothingness, and it never appeared in a trance, and even made people wonder if Fuji had ever made this sword.

"I don't know if this door is invisible?? Which Supreme Sword Cultivator created the True Sword Technique?" Zhi Hunt Zhen took a deep breath and asked with sincere admiration. If he plays tricks again at this time and belittles this peerless swordsmanship, it will be an insult to his own kendo.

Fuji coughed and looked at the sky with his hands: "This is the creation of this seat." ”

"Your Excellency—"

Outside the door of the imperial envoy's cabin, Li Zhu stood for a long time and resolutely knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Pan Zaiyi's eyes flashed, and he ran the technique, and a series of dark golden fine scales appeared on his forehead, spreading down the bridge of his nose until he covered the corners of his lips. The ten nails were also half a foot long, curved and sharp like claws, emitting a cold light.

He turned into a demon in an instant.