Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 835
At first, I didn’t dare to invite Monk Hua to join me in fighting the huge cult organization of Guiyong Dao. After all, this was a deadly business. Life or death was uncertain at this time. Monk Hua and I were not good enough to let him do it with just one sentence. How desperate I am.

We drank this meal very late, and the owner of the tavern was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the counter. Monk Hua and I still chatted endlessly.

Then, I asked some questions about what Monk Hua had done in the past year or so. Monk Hua was still the same. When it came to his affairs, he rarely talked about it. He just wandered around, traveled around the world, and was idle. As for him and When I said that I used that large amount of money to donate to a Hope Primary School, I only took it as a joke and didn't take it seriously.

I seldom hide anything from Monk Hua, unless it involves some of the more secretive matters of our old Wu family. I basically told him everything else I could tell him, and even went so far as to tell him that I went to the bottom of Duanhun Cliff to learn from my ancestors. I also briefly told him about my methods, but I did not tell him the specific location at the bottom of Soul-Desolating Cliff. No one except us, the old Wu family, can know about this matter.

As soon as he heard that I had learned a powerful skill, Monk Hua could no longer calm down. He held my hand and insisted on seeing the sword spirit in my hand. I gave him a look, and Monk Hua immediately opened his eyes with envy. No, no, no.

A magical weapon that can be integrated into the body. The human sword is integrated into one, and can be freely retracted and released under the control of thoughts.

More than a year ago, I didn't know that there was such a surprising magic weapon in the world, but now it is in the palm of my hand, a finger-long tattoo-like sword.

My ancestor is indeed a strange person.

After Monk Hua saw this sword soul, he insisted that I show it to have a look and see such a powerful and extraordinary artifact. However, it is impossible for me to show this thing in the tavern and be seen by others. Not always good.

But Monk Hua couldn't hold it back and insisted on opening his eyes. Finally, I put a few hundred dollars on the wine table, and then took Monk Hua out of Tiannan City. We both spent more than an hour making light of ourselves. After that, they came to a deserted area in Tiannan City.

It was already early in the morning, and naturally there was no one in this place. Under Monk Hua's repeated urging, I activated the sword soul, and a long sword emitting purple light jumped out and appeared in my hand out of thin air.

The moment the sword soul appeared, purple light surrounded it, runes flashed, and a very powerful and majestic aura was undoubtedly revealed.

There is a dragon soul sealed in this sword soul, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

When Monk Hua saw the sword soul appearing out of thin air in my hand, his eyes almost fell out of his surprise, and he insisted on taking the sword soul from my hand and playing with it himself.

A practitioner's magic weapon is like a wife to a practitioner, and he will not take it out easily for others to play with, because if the magic weapon stays with him for a long time, a kind of tacit understanding and understanding will be created. Once it passes through the hands of others, this connection will be confused, and the fit will not be as good as before.

However, the time I spent with the Sword Soul was not too long, and the connection between us was not too close. I only temporarily suppressed the dragon soul sealed in the Sword Soul, and I also used the energy in the Dantian Qihai. Those two powerful forces.

I didn't want to refute Monk Hua's face, so I handed the sword soul to Monk Hua. However, as soon as the sword soul fell into Monk Hua's hands, the sword suddenly became manic, vibrating, and even made a slight dragon sound. The sound of groaning frightened Monk Hua and he didn't dare to answer it anymore.

However, Monk Hua did not give up and asked me to show him the Xuantian Sword Art that I had recently practiced. I was not polite to him and immediately showed him the power of the Xuantian Sword Art in this barren mountain.

With one move, the dragon swept away thousands of troops, causing sand and rocks to fly on the ground. A purple sword light spurted out from the sword soul, cutting off three trees as thick as a calf in a row. Then the white dragon came out of the water, igniting the power of the earthly evil, surrounding it. More than a dozen large pits more than one meter deep were blown out.

The finishing touch of the third sword style is to create a hole as thick as a bowl in the boulder.

After seeing these moves, Monk Hua was so shocked that he couldn't close his jaw. He kept muttering in his mouth: "Awesome... so awesome..."

On a whim, Monk Hua said he wanted to compete with me to see how good I was.

Monk Hua’s suggestion struck me as a good idea. I just wanted to test what Monk Hua’s cultivation level was now.

However, the two of us have agreed that everything should be done without hurting each other. However, my Xuantian Sword Technique is a bit overbearing and I can't control it myself. I have repeatedly reminded Monk Hua to be more careful.

Monk Hua looked nonchalant, telling me that no matter how hard I tried, he wouldn't let me go.

Even so, at the beginning of the fight, we both used our own strengths. I used the sword soul, and he used the demon-subduing pestle.

After fighting and fighting, after dozens of moves in a row, the two of us couldn't decide the outcome, so we got a little angry.

Later, I used my ultimate move. First, I could sweep away thousands of troops with one move. Monk Hua immediately became cautious and directly sacrificed his magic weapon, the Purple Gold Bowl. I have seen him use this treasure many times. As soon as he took it out, Then I felt that the Buddha's light was shrouded in the purple golden bowl, and the light was so bright that it canceled out all my Xuantian Sword Technique moves one by one.

The two of us fought, exchanged fists, and fought fiercely, which directly caused a devastating blow to this barren mountain and made it a mess.

Monk Hua also tried his best and took off his shirt, revealing his tendons. There was a tattoo of the Vajra Dharma on his chest. Monk Hua pinched a few spells, and a glaring Vajra jumped out from his body. Two of them beat me, and I lost my temper and released the second senior brother directly. As soon as the true fire lotus burned, it went towards the Vajra Dharma. Who knew that the flower monk had been on guard a long time ago, and the purple golden bowl hit Zi Bian, the boss, directly threw the second senior brother upside down under the purple golden bowl. The purple golden bowl flashed with golden light, and the large and small Buddha characters flickered on and off, and the second senior brother could not break free.

However, Monk Hua was defeated in the end. He was defeated by my unexpected move. I released Mengmeng quietly, and many bones and arms suddenly emerged from the ground, clutching them tightly. I grabbed Monk Hua's legs, and when he was stunned for a moment, my sword spirit was pressed against his neck.

(End of this chapter)