People forge swords in Lizhu, childhood sweetheart Ruan Xiu falls in love with Ning Yao

Chapter 132: Four Swords Out, the Dust Settles

"Pfft!"

As the sharp blade pierced into flesh, the man in brocade clothes lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the aqua-blue sword that pierced his chest, which could not be stained by blood.

"I said I would kill you, you thought I was joking?"

Chu Ci's faint smile came from behind the man in brocade clothes.

At the same time, the aftermath of the sword energy that raged across the world dissipated, and a Chu Ci also appeared in the sky on the other side.

Apart from his face becoming a little pale due to excessive consumption, Chu Ci did not suffer any injuries in the full-strength collision between the two sides just now.

The reason was that there was a fiery red flying sword protecting Chu Ci. The powerful sword energy gushed out like a spring, blocking everything for Chu Ci.

"You, how is that possible?"

The man in brocade clothes turned his head slightly and looked at the "Chu Ci" beside him. What surprised him was not that Chu Ci had four natal swords, because the number of natal swords a sword cultivator has varies from person to person, and it does not just depend on the realm.

The man in brocade clothes was shocked by the Chu Ci in front of him, or to be more precise, the evil spirit of Chu Ci.

Because normally only when one reaches the ninth stage of Qi training and forms a golden elixir, can one nurture the yang spirit and yin spirit that can leave the body.

No matter how strong Chu Ci's fighting ability was, he was only at the eighth level of Qi training, so the man in brocade clothes had never thought of this. In addition, the hidden aura of the Water God Sword gave the man in brocade clothes this blow.

"If the Eleventh Realm can be defeated by the Eighth Realm, then there is nothing impossible for the others."

With the support of the Eyebrow Realm, Chu Ci's Yang Spirit and Yin Spirit are far superior to those in the same realm. In addition, the Water God Sword also has some effect in nourishing the Yin Spirit, so leaving the body is not a problem at all.

"Om..."

Just as Chu Ci was answering, an astonishing spiritual power burst out from the man in brocade clothes, trying to take this opportunity to break free from Chu Ci's sword.

For a person in the upper fifth realm, the heart is a vital point, but it is not fatal.

"hehe!"

In response to the man in brocade clothes, Chu Ci laughed twice, and then the Water God Sword shone brightly, and a boundless and extremely dazzling ocean emerged and swallowed it up.

The seawater in the ocean is condensed from extremely sharp sword energy, and it is so terrifying that even space seems unable to bear it, and there are signs of it breaking.

Defeating a person in the eleventh realm and killing a person in the eleventh realm are completely different concepts.

If he just wanted to defeat him, as proved by the collision just now, Chu Ci only needed three swords to do it.

But it is not so easy to kill him, so after Chu Ci confirmed that three swords were enough, he asked Yin Shen to ambush with the remaining Water God Sword, waiting to give the man in brocade clothes a fatal blow at the critical moment.

The Water God Sword in ambush, plus the Fire God Sword protecting the main body, the White Lotus and Ruined Sword unsheathed at the beginning, Chu Ci's four swords were out at the same time, and even the Yin God could be considered as the power of half a sword. How could there be a chance for the man in brocade clothes to escape?

"Ah~"

The man in brocade clothes was placed in the sea water condensed by sword energy, just like a piece of clay placed in water, which kept disintegrating and melting under the impact of the sea water. This kind of pain that was tearing away bones and flesh was no less painful than the pain of fire that his apprentice had endured before.

"Come back, come back!"

Under the shadow of death, the man in brocade clothes tried desperately to recall his two natal swords.

The white lotus blooming in the sky continued to rotate, making it impossible for the man in brocade clothes to contact his first natal sword.

As for the second one, it wanted to fly back obediently, but Chu Ci's original body would not give him this opportunity.

"Ding!"

The Fire God Sword pierced through and blocked the second natal sword that the man in brocade clothes had called back to save his life, and following closely was the Ruined Sword that Chu Ci held.

"Oh!"

As the sword fell, the poor sword, which had lost the power of its master, was directly chopped to pieces on the spot.

The man in brocade clothes, who was severely injured, had no chance to struggle and eventually sank into the bottomless sea of ​​sword energy. An eleventh realm sword cultivator died just like this, and just like the tenth realm cultivator before, he died miserably.

"Gulu!"

Below, the people watching the ceremony swallowed unconsciously, fear appearing in their eyes.

The men and women in the Sword Sect are all ruthless. Remember, in the future, you must never provoke the Sword Sect.

Even Song Changjing couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Compared with the fate of the two people from the Middle-earth Sword Sect, Dali's ending was much better.

"Brother Chu/Boss Chu is mighty!"

The people of the Sword Sect led by Liu Xianyang, plus the two little boys Liu Baqiao and others cheered, their faces flushed with excitement.

Many people among the spectators also joined in, because if it were enlarged to Aquarius State, Chu Ci would also be their pride.

The most important thing is that all the people from the Middle-earth Sword Sect have died, so there is no need to worry about retaliation.

For a moment, cheers resounded throughout the heaven and earth.

Ruan Xiu looked at the dazzling figure in the sky, and a faint smile appeared on her pretty face. She was of course proud of her brother Chu Ci's achievements.

"Whizzing……"

The four swords and the Yin God flew back and merged into Chu Ci's body.

In addition, the White Lotus Sword also brought back a little surprise for Chu Ci.

There was an extra flying sword in Chu Ci's hand, which was the first natal sword of the man in brocade clothes.

Apart from the loss of some spirituality due to losing its owner, there is not much damage to it. Its quality can be used as a top-level magic weapon.

Normally, it is basically impossible to plunder a sword cultivator's natal sword. As long as the sword is alive, the person will die. If the sword is destroyed, the person will die. Therefore, the natal sword is often destroyed in the battle before the sword cultivator dies. Otherwise, he will choose to perish together with the enemy and will not help the enemy.

Therefore, the natal swords that can flow out and are not seriously damaged are generally given voluntarily by the original owner. For example, the natal sword that Cui Dongshan gave to Chen Ping'an was given to Cui Dongshan voluntarily by its original owner after he lost a bet on chess with Cui Dongshan.

"The way to make money!"

Even for Chu Ci now, if he wanted to practice for a top-level magic weapon, it would be extremely time-consuming and laborious. At least Chu Ci felt that it would be easier to plunder an eleventh-level swordsman.

Playing with the flying sword in his hand, Chu Ci's gaze unconsciously turned to Cao Xi below.

This is not just the eleventh level sword immortal, but a walking top-level magic weapon, a mountain of gold and silver!

"If you want to fight me, I'll accompany you, but do you still have the energy to fight me now?"

Cao Xi met Chu Ci's malicious eyes with courage. He didn't believe that Chu Ci could still have the spiritual strength to fight with him after just experiencing a great battle.

"Mr. Chu, can you?"

Seeing the two people confronting each other, Song Changjing had to bite the bullet and stand up.

Chu Ci cannot afford to offend him, but Cao Xi was also invited by Dali to help fight against the Taoist master Xie Shi. If a conflict occurs, no matter what the result is, Dali will be the only one who will suffer.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to him."

Chu Ci withdrew his gaze from Cao Xi and instead looked at the sword hut at the foot of the mountain. He added with a hint of feeling:
"But my master won't guarantee that."

"Buzz!"

As Chu Ci's voice fell, an indescribable pressure suddenly rushed up into the sky, as if causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split, instantly tearing apart the mountain and river barriers blessed by Wei Bo and the two powerful academies.

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(End of this chapter)