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When he approached the giant sword, Dongfang Yi finally understood why Wan Mohan followed the old man with such a solemn expression, which is the fucking sword soul, it is obviously a creature with a soul, just enduring the scorching heat above the sword furnace, the moment he approached the sword soul, at least seven or eight sword qi rushed towards Dongfang Yi.

Looking at the sword soul that was close at hand, Dongfang Yi took a deep breath of hot air, and silently used the Yin and Yang Wuji Gong to protect the vital positions around him, his eyes were full of determination, and he accelerated to rush towards the sword soul.

Seeing this, Bu Shan, who was standing below, hurriedly shouted, "Don't resist the sword qi, that's not something you can resist!"

Hearing Bu Shan's shout, Dongfang Yi's mind did not fluctuate, but his speed was faster. Now that he has no way out, in the Assassin Mansion, although Bu Shan didn't say much to him, Dongfang Yi can detect that the death of Chu Wenhao's family is inseparable from Tianji Valley, and even the royal family is involved, if there is a Tianji Valley, it will be enough, but to catch the culprit who caused all this from the royal family, he Dongfang Yi must have strength, and the sword soul in front of him is his first step.

Seeing that Dongfang Yi seemed to be dying, Wan Mohan shouted loudly, "Your Highness, be careful. ”

As soon as Wan Mohan's words fell, there was a whoosh, and the three sword qi directly smashed through Dongfang Yi's body protection qi and rushed into his body, just like a knife cutting tofu without even a sound.

Bu Shan next to the sword furnace was about to crack his teeth at this time, why Dongfang Yi was so he understood, but he didn't understand that there was obviously a more secure way, why Dongfang Yi was still working so hard, so Bu Shan shouted loudly, "Stinky boy, where do you want to die, the old man doesn't care, but if you want to die here, the old man won't collect your body." ”

Forcibly enduring the churning of the sword qi in the body, when he met the fourth sword qi, Dongfang Yi took the opportunity to wipe the blood donation from the corner of his mouth, and laughed and said, "Don't worry, stinky old man, I will definitely die behind you." ”

At this moment, the Colored Light Sword Soul seemed to be angered by Dongfang Yi's words, and instead of looking for the entrance to enter the giant sword again, it stopped outside the giant sword, surrounded by dozens of majestic sword qi.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Yi sneered in his heart, regardless of the sword qi, he forcibly broke into two steps in front of the sword soul, raised the head and pointed at the other party, and sneered, "You are a spirit, I am a human, do you think I will be afraid of you?"

With two swishing sounds, Dongfang Yi's white robe, which looked like a beggar's outfit, instantly separated from his body, revealing his tender white upper body with blood stains.

Looking down at his still strong pectoral muscles, Dongfang Yi stretched out his finger and dipped it on the wound, then sent it to his mouth and licked it, his eyes smiled and said, "What, you still like to look at the L body as a sword spirit?"

If the sword soul can open its mouth to speak, it will definitely spit at Dongfang Yi at this moment, obviously Lao Tzu hurt you, how can you make it like you give alms to Lao Tzu? I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such a shameless one! So the sword soul spun around in the air, and the remaining sword qi was dispatched again, rotating back and forth around Dongfang Yi, and shattering his only remaining lower body to the hexagram, leaving only a fig leaf around his waist.

The heat wave roasted Dongfang Yi's snow-white skin, and the wound brought out by the sword qi gradually coagulated into a blood scab, Dongfang Yi took a deep breath and sneered, "It's my turn after you finish brushing your majesty, right?"

After speaking, Dongfang Yi put his fingers together and raised it slightly, and a fire sword went straight to the tip of the sword soul from the bottom up, but this fire sword was like a tonic to the sword soul, and I didn't see how the sword soul moved, the fire sword disappeared instantly, and then turned into a red sword qi and re-established on the side of the sword soul.

Although it seemed to be placed by the sword soul, Dongfang Yi was not surprised, that fire sword was just a false move for him to test the sword soul, if he could make a contribution, it would be a strange thing.

Then Dongfang Yi released the award, and ordered the head to be hung upside down under the palm of his hand to rotate quickly, and quickly rolled up the few furnace fires in the sword furnace, this move was a snowspout made by the old man who stole it under the Yuxu Mountain, he didn't know how lethal it was, but he understood that this move could isolate all opportunities and cut off the supply of the sword soul.

Seeing the fire tornado rising, Bushan's heart fell slightly, and he chuckled, "This stinky boy is really not popular." ”

Seeing this, Wan Mohan on the other side echoed, "Your Highness is really smart, as long as the supply of the sword furnace to the sword soul is cut off, the sword soul will sooner or later exhaust the energy in the body." ”

There is a good saying, people are afraid of boasting and fearing absolutely, Dongfang Yi's move completely cut off the connection between the sword soul and the giant sword, so the sword soul was furious, and poured the only remaining energy into the fire sword around him, and suddenly formed a giant fire sword, standing above the fire tornado, constantly devouring the small fire sword condensed by Bushan.

As soon as the two of them by the fireside let go of the worries in their hearts, they didn't expect the sword soul to make such a big battle, looking at the towering giant sword, Bushan hurriedly shouted, "Withdraw quickly!"

Hearing the shout, Dongfang Yi turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth, his lips moved slightly, and he whispered to himself, "Look at the old man, I still have to provide for you to retire and die!"

"Your Highness must not be rash, come back quickly!"

Wan Mohan's hand speed is getting faster and faster, and there are more and more seals, but in the face of this situation, it doesn't work at all, the sword soul first left the sword, and then was cut off by Dongfang Yi to retreat, at this moment it has already been self-contained, Wan Mohan's seal can only be made into a giant sword as a container, and the impact on the sword soul is minimal, and the sword soul is now in a state of rage, and his seal blocking the sword soul is no different from making things worse.

Looking at the sword soul in the fire sword, Dongfang Yi shook the head and raised it to his face, thinking back to Wan Mohan's sword in the morning, and shouted softly, "The sword is a storm!"

Suddenly, a huge sword qi that was not weaker than the fire sword collided with the fire sword, and there was a clattering sound at the junction, slowly corroding the fire sword.

After understanding what Dongfang Yi had in mind again, Bu Shan turned his head and shouted at Wan Mohan, "Help him cut off the connection between the sword soul and the giant sword, this kid has a way to take down the sword soul." ”

Although I don't understand where Bu Shan's confidence comes from, but at this scene, Wan Mohan has no way to retreat, so he can only choose to believe in Bu Shan, if Dongfang Yi dies in Wanjian Villa, their Wan family will definitely be eradicated by the angry Emperor Liang, and in addition to Emperor Liang, there is also a king of the south, Dongfang Bo may look at the Sun family's affection and leave a trace of blood in the Wan family, Dongfang Sheng will not.

With the help of the two of them, Dongfang Yi suddenly felt a lot easier, and the speed at which the sword qi devoured the fire sword gradually accelerated, and the head could be stabbed into the fire sword immediately.

Dongfang Yi held the head tightly with both hands, looked at the sword soul, and said with a smile, "Admit defeat, you are not my opponent!"

Hearing the voice, the sword soul trembled slightly, and the flames on the fire sword rushed up towards Dongfang Yi's face.

Dongfang Yi clicked on one foot, and a Tai Chi roulette wheel suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Yi, blocking the raging fire.

"I said, you're not my opponent! I don't know how to use my power, and the machine spirit is the machine spirit after all!"

"Come with me, let me show you all the clouds in the world, and laugh with me to laugh at the world!" Dongfang Yi stared at the sword soul and persuaded with fighting spirit.

As the words fell, Dongfang Yi held the Tai Chi Roulette wheel, roared, and used all his strength to insert the head into the fire sword, colliding with the sword soul.

Bang, the huge fire sword suddenly disappeared, and the rubble on the roof of the shed fell, smashing towards the sword furnace and Dongfang Yi, but Dongfang Yi didn't have the heart to deal with these at this time, and his eyes only had the Liuguang Sword Soul that was still before the award.

Dongfang Yi doesn't care about this, Wan Mohan doesn't dare not care, His Royal Highness King Heng is already injured now, if there is any accident, Jingzhou Thorn Shi Ma Shao is not allowed to lead the soldiers and horses to his Wanjian Villa to ask for guilt? Dongfang Yi has subdued the sword soul anyway, and Wan Mohan doesn't have to block the connection between the giant sword and the sword soul for the other party, so Wan Mohan removed his handprint, sucked a long sword from below, and with a wave of his backhand, the sword qi instantly stirred the gravel on Dongfang Yi's head into powder.

Seeing that Dongfang Yi was still standing in the void and confronting the sword soul, Bu Shan shouted angrily, "The stinky boy hasn't captured the sword soul yet, why are you standing there stupidly?"

Bu Shan's words are really not wrong, Dongfang Yizhen is communicating with the sword soul, although he doesn't know what is going on, but one person and one soul really have a connection through the awarding of the head.

"Are you going with me?" Dongfang Yi said impatiently.

The sword soul shook twice in Dongfang Yi's brain.

"I won, you lost, what kind of big garlic are you pretending to be with me?" Dongfang Yi said angrily.

The sword soul was half shorter in Dongfang Yi's brain.

"Don't pretend to be wronged with me, I don't eat that!" Dongfang Yi sneered.

The sword soul shook again.

I didn't know what the sword soul meant, Dongfang Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of moth are you doing?"

The sword soul first drew the shape of a giant sword in Dongfang Yi's mind, and then stood inside and jumped for a while.

"Do you want to go back?" Dongfang Yi said unpleasantly.

The sword soul shook and jumped, and finally spun around in Dongfang Yi's mind.

"You mean you want to go back first, and then come out to find me?" Dongfang Yi muttered while pinching his chin.

The sword soul spun around happily, and then jumped twice.

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Dongfang Yi said in disbelief.

The sword soul turned to the side, standing still.

"I'll go, you can do this little thing, and you'll be angry!" Dongfang Yi said in surprise.

The sword soul is still.

Scratching his forehead and thinking about it, Dongfang Yi smacked his lips and said, "Okay, believe you kid once, anyway, I can get you the first time, and I can get you the second time." ”

The sword soul stood still.

After speaking, Dongfang Yi withdrew from his divine sense, withdrew his head, and then swept towards Bushan and the others.

"What are you kid talking about?

Previously, Dongfang Yi rushed to the sword soul desperately, how much effort did it take them to help Dongfang Yi control the sword soul? Now it's good, Dongfang Yi directly retreated silently, and threw the treasure in his hand aside, so what did he do so desperately just now?

Dongfang Yi saw that the two of them were puzzled and angry, Dongfang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not that I don't want it, but that guy broke into my divine consciousness and asked me to let it go back!"

"Into the Consciousness?"

"Let it go back?"

The two looked at each other and asked in unison.

With a light sigh, Dongfang Yi looked back at the sword soul that had been floating on the surface of the giant sword, and said softly, "Although I don't understand what this is about, my subconscious tells me that I should let it go back!"

After speaking, ignoring the expressions of the two, Dongfang Yi put his hands on his sleeves, hummed a Mobei tune, and walked towards the entrance of the cave with big pants.

Pointing to Dongfang Yi's back, Wan Mohan was surprised and said, "Senior, this..."

Turning his head to take a deep look at the sword soul, Bushan laughed softly, "Let him be, this kid has grown up!"