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The Qingfeng sword fell to the ground, and half of the sword body instantly sank into the stone, making a soft buzzing sound.

Eight finger joints lay quietly on the stone, Xiao Cheng's hands were dripping with blood, and the whole palm was shortened, which looked extremely weird.

The pain of connecting ten fingers to the heart, and cutting off eight fingers at the same time is by no means something that ordinary people can bear, but this pain is nothing to Xiao Cheng, the sharp pain from his hands is second, and the most important thing is heartache.

These were his eight fingers, and once he failed to refine the Nine Xuan Immortal Sword, he would lose all half of his fingers.

Although it is only the last joint of the finger, the finger of the cultivator is extremely important, and most of the Dao methods need to cooperate with the mudra, and without the last knuckle, many mystical and complex Dao techniques cannot be performed.

This kind of practice is undoubtedly self-defeating, and I am afraid that none of the cultivators will be willing to do this, but he did not hesitate at all.

If you want to get power, there is no possibility of paying any price, risk and reward coexist, the greater the risk, the higher the return.

This is the danger of refining the Nine Xuan Immortal Sword, once it fails, it will lose eight and a half fingers, and lose the ability to pinch and copy the technique.

And there is only one chance, because the finger is not a leek, it can only be cut once.

"Hiss!"

Long Er saw the eight half-amputated fingers on the stone, and then looked at Xiao Cheng's bloody palm, widened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, let out an exclamation, and then covered his eyes with his tail and didn't dare to look at it.

Xiao Cheng snorted, sweating profusely, not caring about the pain from his hands and the blood gushing out, this was the most critical moment, he would never be distracted by a little pain.

Xiao Cheng pinched a seal with the remaining half of his fingers, and silently recited an awkward mantra in his mouth, and with the completion of the handprint and the mantra, the eight half-amputated fingers on the stone were ready to move, and they flew up.

The Venus satin steel crimson molten steel, which was divided into eight parts, was suspended in front of Xiao Cheng's chest like eight small balls, and the eight flying half-amputated fingers came to the top of the molten steel balls in order.

Xiao Cheng used his true qi to wrap his fingers and the molten steel ball. With words in his mouth, his hands moved in unison, pinching out a mysterious seal.

Whew――

Eight half-amputated fingers followed Xiao Cheng's thoughts, and instantly sank into the molten steel ball.

It's also strange to say that the molten steel ball has a high temperature of at least seven or eight thousand degrees Celsius, and half of the finger is flesh and blood, once the two touch, half of the finger should be burned to ashes in an instant, but this did not happen.

The molten steel encompasses half of the finger as if it had no temperature. No smoke was emitted.

Xiao Cheng took a breath and focused all his attention on molten steel. Fitting half of your finger into the molten steel is a slow process that requires waiting for the molten steel and finger to fuse with each other.

Half an hour passed, and the calmly suspended molten steel suddenly boiled, producing countless bubbles, and the volume also expanded violently, like a balloon being inflated.

According to the refinement details of the Nine Xuan Immortal Sword, he had already expected this situation. I barely pinched a seal in my hand. Release the divine sense, and release all the true qi.

True Qi violently squeezed the molten steel under the influence of divine willpower, curbing the expansion of the molten steel.

The molten steel slowly returned to its original state, but the color was different from before. Turning into pure gold, the whole body exudes a faint light green halo, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Xiao Cheng's hands didn't stop, and the position of his palms changed. One hand on top and one hand on bottom, according to the refining method of the Nine Xuan Immortal Sword. True Qi and Divine Consciousness were released at the same time, and the Dharma was silently recited in his mouth, and the pure golden molten steel slowly changed its form, from spherical to ellipsoidal, and then slowly elongated into a shuttle.

An hour later, the eight flying swords had taken shape.

The form of the eight flying swords is exactly the same, and there is almost no difference.

The sword body is only half a finger long, the streamlined sword body minimizes the resistance of the air, the sharp tip of the sword is daunting, the whole is rose gold, and the whole body is attached with a faint cyan halo.

Small and exquisite, but with a chilling killing intent.

Xiao Cheng looked at the beautifully shaped eight-mouth flying sword and nodded, extremely satisfied with the appearance of the eight-mouth flying sword.

But now is not the time to be happy, the flying sword at this time is just formed, lacking spirituality, and there is no connection with him.

Xiao Cheng held the eight-mouth flying sword in front of him, and kept pinching the seal in his hand.

"Dry!" Xiao Cheng snorted lightly, and there was suddenly a looming word "dry" in the void.

Xiao Cheng stretched out his hand and slapped the dry character in the void, and the dry character immediately flew towards the suspended flying sword, and the dry character was printed on the flying sword and disappeared instantly, and there was a small seal "Qian" at the end of the flying sword.

"Kun!"

"Shock!"

"Tatsumi!"

"Kan!"

"Leave!"

"Gen!"

"Redeem!"

Xiao Cheng drank out eight words lightly, pinched out a complex seal, and the eight words were all printed on the body of the flying sword, and there was an additional seal character on each flying sword.

The eight characters are secretly in line with the principles of heaven, encompassing all things, the attributes of the eight flying swords change with the printing of the eight words, the exact same flying sword at this time exudes a completely different breath, the dry word sword is full of ethereal gas, the Kun word sword exudes a heavy meaning, and the shock word sword sometimes flashes a small electric light......

At this point, the eight flying swords have been successfully refined, and only the last step is needed to quench and establish a natal connection.

Xiao Cheng bit the tip of his tongue, forced out the essence blood, and took a sip, and the essence blood flew to the eight rose gold flying swords.

Blablah-la-la-emit a series of sounds, almost instantaneously spiritual.

"Buzz!"

The eight flying swords suspended in the air suddenly trembled lightly at the same time, emitting a sharp and piercing buzzing sound, making people's scalps tingle, and a beautiful ripple was produced around the body, and the ripples of each sword were not the same color, and they were beautiful against each other.

At the same time, each flying sword exuded a terrifying momentum, like a sea tide sweeping away, and the tall trees nearby were cut off by the fierce sword intent, and collapsed with a bang.

"Keng!" There was another sharp buzzing sound, and the eight flying swords suddenly became restless, and the light was magnificent, and then a few more sounds, and they quickly broke through the air.

"Hmph!" Xiao Cheng snorted coldly, his heart was condensed, the eight flying swords were not ordinary flying swords, they had spirituality, and they wanted to escape at this time.

Once the flying sword escapes from the range of his divine sense, I'm afraid he will never be able to find it again.

"Want to run, I'm afraid it's not that easy!"

Xiao Cheng's brows furrowed, and the extremely strong divine sense of the third order of Jindan burst out, covering all the eight flying swords.

The flying sword, which was eager to break through the air, suddenly hovered in the air, unable to move the slightest.

"Huh-" The eight flying swords let out a humming sound of submission at the same time.

"Close!" Xiao Cheng pinched a sword trick, and the eight flying swords slashed through the sky, flew back with a few sounds, came to him, and circled around him.

Xiao Cheng stretched out his bloodied hands, and the eight flying swords were forcibly pulled down by his divine sense to the top of his palm.

Transporting the True Qi to both palms, the True Qi wrapped the Eight Flying Swords and pulled them down forcefully.

Ding――

The eight flying swords and the broken fingers were docked almost at the same time, and the two touched, a ripple appeared in the gap, and the fingers and the flying sword were instantly linked together, and the flying sword slowly changed shape and color, and finally completely turned into a finger.

The Nine Xuan Immortal Sword has been successfully refined!――

[Thank you brothers for your support!] Yesterday it grew by nearly 1,000 collections in one day, and subscriptions also increased a lot. In addition, the editorial department informed the knife that there will be a homepage recommendation next week.

Getting this news Xiaodao was full of mixed feelings, a little bitter, a little excited, and more grateful to the brothers!

The brothers who came with the knife all know that Uncle has not received any decent recommendations for this book, and his grades have been miserable, but fortunately, there are brothers who have supported him all the way to the present, and have accompanied the knife all the way, otherwise it is a question whether the knife can stick to it.

Bow and thank the brothers for their support to the knife! I hope the brothers will continue to support you!

(To be continued......)

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