Now that he is familiar with Mu Shengxun's swordsmanship, he can fight a tie with him.

However, to Zhao Yuanlang's frustration, this so-called tie was based on the fact that Mu Shengxun was unable to use the Liucang Sword at all.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuanlang's face changed, and he felt that the unity sword in his hand was out of control, and he rushed out all of a sudden.

"Be careful!" Zhao Yuanlang reminded Mu Shengxun opposite.

Mu Shengxun had already reacted, quickly dodging sideways, and the one-unity sword crossed his side and stabbed in the direction of the reef.

At the same time, the Eighth Prince, who was sitting on the reef and looking strong, suddenly widened his eyes, and looked at the spirit sword stabbing at him in horror.

"Ahh

The eighth prince didn't have time to dodge, and his legs suddenly kicked backwards in a few moments.

With a 'bang', the sword plunged straight into the reef in front of him, the hilt only an inch away from his face.

"It's good that you have a big life. ”

Zhao Yuanlang, who flew over, breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw that the unified sword was inserted straight between the legs of the Eighth Prince, he felt two tremors with empathy.

The Eighth Prince's face turned pale, and he carefully slid his legs away and moved back, avoiding the sharp Unity Sword.

......

Cheng Zhaozhao felt a sharp pain in his head, and after he finally eased it, he realized that there was darkness around him, and not only that, but it was also very dull.

I felt my body, but it was okay and there was no pain. It seems that she is still blessed with a great life. However, how could she not feel other sensations in her body?

I just don't know where I was teleported by the astrological stone.

"Where is this?"

As soon as the words came out, Cheng Zhaozhao sensed that something was wrong, why couldn't he hear his own voice?

Could it be that she is dreaming now?

"I really didn't attack it just now, I don't know what's wrong, this sword rushed out by itself!"

A familiar voice came from overhead.

Cheng Zhaozhao was pleasantly surprised, and suddenly rushed towards the source of the sound.

The next moment, the surroundings began to loosen, a ray of light came into view, and then the heavens and the earth rotated, Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly saw Zhao Yuanlang, he was pointing at himself with some consternation, and said, "I'll just say it, it can move by itself." ”

"Zhao Yuanlang! It's good that you're okay. ”

"You, don't come here!" Zhao Yuanlang backhanded her and blocked her with the folding fan in his hand.

Cheng Zhaozhao heard a crisp sound of 'bell' between his body and the touch of the folding fan, and immediately froze in place.

What's going on?

At this time, she also saw the surrounding environment clearly, there were two people in front of her, one was Zhao Yuanlang, and the one standing beside him was actually the eighth prince.

He's not dead yet!

Cheng Zhaozhao rushed over angrily, and the Eighth Prince hurriedly hid behind Zhao Yuanlang. In the process of chasing and spinning, Cheng Zhaozhao saw another person opposite Zhao Yuanlang.

Mu Shengxun!

Cheng Zhaozhao was also overjoyed to see Mu Shengxun, and flew towards him, but he didn't want to see him frowning, so he stretched out his hand to her.

Cheng Zhaozhao was stunned, and he felt Mu Shengxun grab her feet and lift her upside down.

"Hey, hey!"

Cheng Zhaozhao shouted, looking down at the tips of Chi Qi's toes, Cheng Zhaozhao felt that all the blood rushed towards his head.

At the same time, she noticed a serious problem.

Her hands were gone! She couldn't even see her body.

"I'll just say it, it's out of control. Mu Shengxun, look at it, it doesn't listen to you at all. Zhao Yuanlang clasped his hands to his chest with an expression of 'I'm right'.

Cheng Zhaozhao broke free from Mu Shengxun's hands with one effort, and rushed to the sea on one side without thinking.

Slowly bowing his head, Cheng Zhaozhao saw the picture reflected on the blue sea.

It was a tattered spirit sword, rusted and charred everywhere, and its shape was simple.

This broken sword, Cheng Zhaozhao is very familiar with it, isn't this her unity sword?

It's just that she can't be mistaken, right?

Why is there only one sword in the reflection of the sea?

Cheng Zhaozhao turned around unbelievingly, and saw the unity sword under him spinning at high speed. Swinging left and right, the one-unity sword will swing left and right, and turn over, one-unity sword will rotate one hundred and eighty degrees.

After several tests, Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't believe it: "I'...... How did I become a one-unity sword!"

Zhao Yuanlang, Mu Shengxun, and the Eighth Prince all stared intently at the unifying sword on the sea like crazy.

"When did Zhao Zhao's Unity Sword give birth to a sword spirit?" Zhao Yuanlang suddenly wondered.

Mu Sheng said: "The unity sword is the sword of the Nine Swords Divine Monarch in the past, and the sword spirit has been born. ”

Zhao Yuanlang suddenly said: "I remembered, but didn't the sword spirit run away, why did you come back now?"

Mu Shengxun was silent, he didn't know this question, but at the moment, it seemed that it was indeed the sword spirit who had returned.

The next moment, they saw that the sword suddenly stopped moving, and then fell straight into the sea.

......

'Plop'

The cold sea water covered his body, and it also made Cheng Zhaozhao, whose head was swollen, completely sober up.

Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't help wailing: "Ah, how did it become a sword, ah, let me die......"

Her body floated and fell on the sea, and she had an endless blue sky and white clouds above her head, and her mood was like this sea water, only a piece of coolness remained.

Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't accept this fact for a while, and his heart was like ashes.

Until, the light above her head was covered by a black cloth, Mu Shengxun stretched out his hand towards her, Cheng Zhaozhao was powerless to struggle, and could only be grabbed from the sea again.

Crossing the sea and returning to the reef, Mu Shengxun swept the unity sword horizontally, and his eyes swept over the unity sword from top to bottom.

"It's different. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanlang came over: "Let me see, what's the difference between a spirit sword with a sword spirit?"

Zhao Yuanlang took out the handkerchief and wiped off the water stains on the body of the one-man sword.

Cheng Zhaozhao trembled, and suddenly struggled: "Zhao Yuanlang, where are you going!"

"Haha, it's really different, this sword knows I'm helping it clean. Zhao Yuanlang clasped the sword peak with two fingers, so that it would not move, and then quickly wiped off the water stains.

Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't move as if he had been choked by the neck, and could only let these two people 'do whatever they wanted' with her sword body.

After a moment, after the water stains on the body of the unity sword were wiped clean, Zhao Yuanlang let go of the unity sword.

Cheng Zhaozhao began to struggle again.

Mu Shengxun, who was holding the hilt of the sword, seemed to sense the repulsion coming from the unity sword and let go of his hand.

Cheng Zhaozhao was free, so he stood in the air, staring at the three people in front of him with burning eyes.

Zhao Yuanlang looked at the unity sword in mid-air and suddenly rejoiced: "This sword has a sword spirit, will it still be able to understand what we are saying?" If this is the case, then it may know the whereabouts of Zhaozhao and them." ”

Mu Sheng thought for a while and said, "Sword spirits generally only communicate with the sword master......

"You also said that it is average, and now that Zhao Zhao is not here, it may also be in a hurry. Zhao Yuanlang immediately said: "Try it and then talk." ”