Lord of the night.

Chapter 1321 Worthy of the Old Devil! [Fourth update!]

“I can’t think of one.”

Xie Jian shook his head: "The guardians of our Orthodox Sect are all a bunch of fools, and few of them have brains... Even Duan Shouzuo and Sun Zong, the guardians, said this. Basically... they are a bunch of fools who only know how to kill people."

"Forehead."

Fang Che's face was filled with black lines.

I have to say, when I think about the guardians of the Weiwozheng Sect, although they are all inhumane, cruel and tyrannical, but... they are just a bunch of idiots, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with them.

Think about it, Duan Xiyang, Sun Wutian, Madman's Halberd, Heavenly King's Flute...

Tsk, nothing wrong.

Thinking about this, thinking about Xue Fuxiao and others...

Fang Che sighed and stopped thinking: The guardians are really a bunch of fools...

Xie Jian was silent for a while, then said, "I suddenly feel like dying."

Fang Che said: "Grandmaster, do you need me to avenge you? However, even if I avenge you, if I'm lucky, it will probably be thousands of years later, and by then, you won't be able to see it."

The evil sword laughed strangely: "If you talk like this, I will like it more."

Fang Che had no other choice. Even though this old devil was a fool, it was really useless to play tricks in front of them.

"So, Grandmaster, are you really willing to let the Seven Blood Spirit Swords disappear from the martial arts world?"

Fang Che said, "I want to learn."

Xie Jian was shocked: "You want to kill the master, but you also ask him to teach you swordsmanship? And he even said clearly that he will kill you after teaching you swordsmanship...Are all the young people in the martial arts world so old now?"

Cang?
Fang Che didn't quite understand what this word meant, but he could understand the meaning of Xie Jian. It should mean fierce, right? I don't know which dialect it is.

He smiled and said, "Disciple, I will tell you the truth. It is useless to lie and play tricks on someone like the Grandmaster."

"Well, I'm more happy to hear you say that."

Xie Jian laughed.

He is not a good-tempered person. If someone dared to speak to him like this when he was alive, he would have died countless times already.

But today is an exception. Today, it is a foregone conclusion that there will be death or no life.

And he had no power to resist.

He asked, "Among the four of us, are there any who have been resurrected?"

"Currently, only Guardian Sun has been resurrected."

"Then you swear to the Sky Centipede God that you will tell the guardian Sun a message for me in the future. I will teach you the true peak of the Seven Blood Spirit Swords."

Xie Jian said.

"Disciple swears to the Heavenly Centipede God..."

Fang Che made an extremely vicious oath without any hesitation.

In this wave, one can clearly feel the power of the oath being passed down.

But Fang Che also felt more clearly that his Five Spirit Gu did not even react this time, not even blinking.

Completely ignored.

But Xie Jian was relieved.

He laughed and said, "Damn, Sun Wutian is really lucky... But, I won't live long either. He's too straight... and too old to bend... Hehe... Boy, when I die, go to my space ring and get the inheritance... There's something in my ring... You come to kill me and want me to teach you in person, you're going crazy... Hahahaha..."

“If I really did that, wouldn’t I become the most wronged person in the world? I have it in my ring, and there’s no time to destroy it. You’ll get it anyway in the future... Hahahahahahaha, this is fucking awesome..."

"I had no choice but to let you get this, but I was not deceived by you! I have been deceived my whole life, and I cannot be deceived again when I am truly dying!"

As the Evil Sword laughed, his body suddenly expanded and became taller and more transparent than before. With a bang, his soul completely broke free from the Divine Formless Jade. He clenched his fists and let out a hissing sound.

"This is my last battle! I never thought that after a lifetime of doing evil, I would be able to fight ghosts in the end!"

He roared and rushed towards the golden-horned dragon.

Punch and kick.

Fang Che closed his eyes.

The golden-horned dragon swooped down, opened its huge mouth, and tore the soul of the evil sword.

Xie Jian's soul body was being torn apart. No one knew what he felt, but his soul was shaking and he was laughing.

"Boy, you're still f*cking closing your eyes. I really despise you... If you're not ruthless, how can you be a demon?"

"In a place like the Solitary Orthodoxy, being soft-hearted will lead to death too quickly..."

"The Seven Blood Spirit Swords... I have been studying them down there for three thousand years since I died. Damn it... All my experience is in them. You are lucky enough to have them..."

"In the last battle at the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits... I had already escaped, but if I had taken him with me, I would have died. I deliberately fell behind to block the Snow Condensation Sword... I didn't expect that I would actually rush back and die with me..."

“I’ve never called him Big Brother in my entire life… but just because he turned around, you should call him Big Brother for me… Hahahaha, if I want you to convey one sentence to the Chief Protector, it’s just these two words: Big Brother!”

"Remember to destroy my sword!"

"Hahahaha... I'll go too!"

After saying the three words "I'm leaving".

The evil sword stopped struggling and just floated in the air motionlessly, allowing the golden-horned dragon to tear it into pieces bit by bit and swallow it.

He didn't say a word until he died.

Finally, it was completely eliminated. The whole space became quiet.

Fang Che took a deep breath.

"As expected of the old devil! As expected of the old devil!!"

The last moments of Xie Jian's life truly shocked Fang Che.

It's not just because of his carefree and indifferent attitude towards life and death, but also because... In fact, he had been deceiving himself from the beginning to the end. All his insights into the Seven Blood Spirit Swords were in the space ring.

But he had made Fang Che think from the beginning that there was no inheritance! He could only teach it himself!
In a way, it is like starting over from the beginning.

Moreover, this old demon with the evil sword is a million times stronger than the dream demon and the blood demon that Fang Che had encountered before, in terms of his mind, temperament and demeanor!
In Fang Che's heart, this is the real old devil!
No fear of life or death!

I can kill, and I can also be killed!

When you truly cannot escape bad luck, you will face death with great calmness!
He truly deserves the title of “old devil”!
The golden-horned dragon ate the soul of the evil sword and obviously got something good. Its whole body emitted a faint golden light.

Request to Fang Che: Need to digest.

Fang Che silently opened his spiritual consciousness and took the golden-horned dragon back.

Sighed softly.

He walked forward slowly and took away the divine formless jade from the evil sword.

He put them together with the two pieces of divine formless jade and Bi Changhong's soul-dividing jade in his arms.

Fang Che was filled with murderous aura, and he grabbed the Blood Spirit Sword that was left on the ground.

The evil sword was completely dead, but the sword did not self-destruct!
Fang Che understood why once he started using it.

The moment I got this sword, I began to crave for blood and life.

The degree of its brutality made Fang Che completely understand: This is indeed a magic sword!
Whoever holds this sword will become as bloodthirsty as Xie Jian was when he was alive.

The sword can drink blood and feed its master. The more people you kill, the stronger your cultivation becomes. Even if you are seriously injured, you can still recover by killing people!
Because what is sealed in this sword is not an ordinary divine spirit.

But it's the demon spirit!

"I understand. Why is the evil sword soul not as brutal as the rumors say? It's because it has been separated from the evil sword without a physical body and has been settled for another three thousand years..."

"And one of his last two words before he died was to destroy his sword! I understand..."

Fang Che moved his mind, and the sword demon emerged from the hilt. It was red all over, with a mouth full of sharp teeth, an ugly appearance, and a bloodthirsty and cruel look.

And Fang Che also felt that... holding this sword, he also wanted to kill someone!
The vicious nature is involuntary!
The evil spirit roared and slapped its forehead: Soul binding!

You can see that it's very eager, very eager for a new master to bind itself to it and take it out to kill a lot of people!

As Fang Che let go, the blood sword fell to the ground, and the light flickered.

The demon spirit looked at Fang Che in confusion and said, "I can provide you with powerful, endless strength and endless life... Why did you abandon me?"
Then he saw the human in front of him take out a strange eagle-beak chisel and put it against himself.

Then he took out a peculiar eagle-beak hammer.

All his cultivation was suddenly poured into it!

The eagle-beak hammer emits a bright holy light.

It smashed down with a bang!

The chisel struck the sword fiercely!

The sword made a cracking sound, and the demon spirit let out a silent scream with a distorted expression.

Fang Che would never allow such a sword to appear in the world again. Because, obviously, this sword, no matter who holds it, will be a disaster for the entire continent!
Even if this sword falls into the hands of an ordinary person who cannot cultivate, this person will gradually grow into another evil sword!
Because this sword can actually affect people's mind.

So Fang Che must be destroyed.

But to destroy such a divine object, all Fang Che could think of now was this eagle-beak hammer and eagle-beak chisel.

If Fang Che asked the Underworld Emperor and others to chop and chop, he would really be worried about hurting the little guys.

The evil spirit screamed miserably and wanted to attack Fang Che, but it could not leave the sword.

The eagle-beak hammer and eagle-beak chisel kept hammering on the sword.

Cracks gradually appeared on the sword.

The demon's ferocious expression gradually turned into a pleading one.

But Fang Che didn't care at all. He just kept smashing down with the hammer, and each hammer was filled with the full power of the Infinite Sutra!

Thirty-six hammers in a row!

With a crackling sound, the blood sword broke into pieces.

The evil spirit let out a last shrill howl unwillingly and slowly disappeared.

A murderous aura a thousand times stronger than before surged forth.

For a moment, even Fang Che felt creepy, and even had an illusion. It seemed that there were countless people he wanted to kill in front of him. He just wanted to draw his sword and start a crazy massacre!

Fang Che hurriedly used the Star-Suppressing Technique!

Use luck to enlighten your mind and dream about the world!
Even Bingche Lingtai was mentioned.

With the three meditation methods, my mind gradually regained clarity.

Only then could he not help but gasp in shock: It was so powerful! Then, how many people had been killed by this magic sword?

But what is certain is that the evil sword is definitely not its first owner.

Before the evil sword, there must have been someone else who had obtained this sword and caused endless killings in the world!
Otherwise, the murderous aura and evil spirit in the sword would not be so strong!
(End of this chapter)