Doraemon: Rebirth of Mushan Yingcai

Sword Immortal shot
"protector?"

The Xiantian Sword Spirit muttered to himself.

His eyes shone brightly, his momentum shook, and his mind quickly recalled everything in the past.

"It is you who have been protecting Wujian Mountain for tens of thousands of years, making my birth smooth and abnormal."

The Xiantian Sword Spirit remembered that an old man descended from the Sword Immortal after the Sword Immortal had strictly ordered him to enter for a hundred years.

The tattered clothes, the fractures are like in the dust, the fairy sword that has passed through the long years, and the rickety body trembles when walking, making people worry that he will die in the next moment.

It was such an ordinary old man who appeared to be ordinary in every aspect. When some peepers came, they were all beaten back by the old man.

One batch came and another came, and the cycle started over and over again. The old man seemed to have endless strength all over his body, and finally made the peepers afraid to come again.

From then on, the old man began to open an enchantment at the foot of the mountain, protecting some sword intents that began to fade.

At the same time, for the innate sword spirit that has already given birth to some prototypes, the care of the old man is the greatest guarantee for his growth.

The guardian seemed to sense the gratitude in the tone of the Xiantian Sword Spirit, covered his beard with a smile, and secretly said: "With this level of relationship, I am not afraid that you will not submit."

Ding!
The fairy sword on Zhao Wudao's back began to tremble, as if attracted by some high-ranking existence.

"This is!"

Zhao Wudao noticed the abnormal movement of his natal sword, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold it, and at the same time quickly mobilized the connection with the celestial sword to ensure the safety of the natal sword.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Cold sweat continued to be produced on the sweat glands on the face, and then flowed straight down, dripping down on the chin.

Zhao Wudao had no way to connect with the natal Immortal Sword, as if being forcibly cut off by someone, the activities of the Immortal Sword became more and more intense, and gradually evolved into a situation that Zhao Wudao could not suppress.

"No!"

The fairy sword was unsheathed, traveled in the sky, and suddenly fell down again.

A small hand grasped the Flowing Water Sword, and waves of sword energy raged on the sword.

The Xiantian sword spirit stared at the fairy sword, with an excited smile on his face, and suddenly opened his mouth to chew something.

The flowing light on the Flowing Water Sword quickly dimmed, and the coercion on the sword disappeared, as if it had been absorbed by something.

Something seemed to flow from his throat. The Xiantian Sword Spirit licked his lips and said with a satisfied smile, "This sword intent is really delicious. Even among my fused sword intents, it can be ranked among the top [-]."

Seeing this, Zhao Wudao didn't know that the Flowing Water Sword he practiced so hard, and the exquisite sword intent that flowed from the sword body, were eaten by the Xiantian Sword Spirit as food.

"My Flowing Sword!"

Zhao Wudao's mournful cry resounded, the sadness in his tone, as if his beloved had passed away.

The innate sword spirit ignored Zhao Wudao, but looked at Xiao Shan, the sword light flowing in his eyes.

Whoosh!
A black shadow flew out from Xiaoshan's clothes, and it grew in size rapidly, revealing a dark long sword.

Xiao Shan stretched out his hand and held Hei Lin tightly, no matter how hard Hei Lin struggled, he couldn't take another step forward.

The Xiantian Sword Spirit frowned. This situation was not what he expected.

The expression of Xiantian Sword Spirit fell into Xiaoshan's eyes, and he couldn't help laughing: "My body is not as powerful as usual, and there are some special things inside."

As soon as the words fell, the incomparably powerful perception enveloped Xiaoshan's up and down.

Xiaoshan smiled easily and did not resist at all, allowing the innate sword spirit to sense it.

"The body of a divine dragon, and the black dragon clan is famous for its physical strength, and the small phalanx on the index finger of the left hand, what kind of powerful pressure is it, actually makes my soul tremble."

Calmly speaking out the information he got, the eyes that stared at Xiaoshan did not despise, but became cautious instead.

Holding the black scale sword, Xiaoshan loosened her frowning brows, waved it freely, and said with a smile: "Okay! The control has been regained."

The index finger hooked, the flowing water sword in his hand floated, and the sword light flashed in the eyes of the innate sword spirit.

Whoosh!
The Flowing Sword was like a shooting star, and instantly hit Xiao Shan.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he swung towards the Flowing Water Sword.

Ding!
The sound of fighting sounded.

No longer paying attention to Xiaoshan, the innate sword spirit clenched its big hand into a tiger's claw, and directly shook Zhao Wudao ruthlessly.

Immortal swords are densely packed, all over Zhao Wudao's vicinity, the sword's edge is aimed at Zhao Wudao, as long as he makes any abnormal movements, thousands of swords will pierce through his heart instantly.

Seeing that both Zhao Wudao and Xiaoshan were unable to take care of it, the Xiantian sword spirit looked at the guardian, a fairy sword appeared in his hand, and said with serious eyes: "Let's do it!"

"Ha ha!"

The guardian chuckled, and there seemed to be some different emotions on his wrinkled face.

"Do you really want to fight the old man to the death?"

Listening to the guardian's question, the Xiantian sword spirit remained expressionless, just waving the fairy sword, and the sword energy raged, approaching the guardian.

The long sword with a broken mouth that is covered with dust, is youthful in an instant, and all impurities fall off in an instant, revealing the sharp blade inside.

Gently waved towards the invading sword energy, and cut the sword energy away with a silent line.

The momentum remained undiminished, and it even attacked the Xiantian Sword Spirit.

Faced with this attack, the Xiantian Sword Spirit swung his long sword and broke through the guardian's attack with the simplest thrust.

In the short confrontation, the Xiantian sword spirit was somewhat at a disadvantage. After all, he was just born, and he lacked experience and so on. He was no match for the guardian who had been immersed in the way of swords for many years and had been comprehending.

"no solution anymore!"

A green light appeared in his hand, and a fairy sword with a green streamer appeared.

The sword is three feet long, with a green radiance as a whole, and the word two is engraved on the hilt.

【Kill Immortal】

Seeing this fairy sword, the guardian's muddy eyes suddenly exclaimed with horror: "This is it!"

As soon as the Immortal Killing Sword was born, thunder rolled from the sky and dark clouds gathered, seeming to destroy the sky and the earth.

The ten thousand zhang thunder fell from the sky, and Zhao Wudao's body trembled unnaturally, as if he was afraid of something.

"I didn't expect that one of the four swords of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Immortal, the Immortal-Slaying Sword, would appear here!" the guardian sighed.

The broken sword, which has already revealed its elegance, is shining with light, revealing the guardian's supreme fighting spirit.

At this moment, the Xiantian Sword Spirit is holding the Slaughtering Immortal Sword, and its strength is beyond the peak of the original Dao Fruit Realm, reaching the level of being invincible in the Dao Fruit Realm. Spirit confrontation.

Both of them were ready for a decisive battle, but at this moment, an outsider broke in.

A ray of light appeared from outside the sky, and a fairy sword flew towards this side quickly.

The sword is three feet long, the body of the sword is golden, and the word Zhuxian is engraved on the hilt.

The Immortal Execution Sword disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it was already on the left side of the Xiantian Sword Spirit.

Both are one of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, and when the two get close, they will react.

"This!"

With a cry of surprise, the Immortal Killing Sword came out of his hand.

Seeing this situation, the guardian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My lord's reinforcements came really fast!"

The Lord of the Eight Desolate Sword Desolations, the Immortal-killing Sword Immortal, took action boldly at this moment.

(End of this chapter)