Young Song Xing's Sword Immortal Wushuang

Suffering from excessive desires and unpredictable human nature

Wushuang looked at the old man in front of him, feeling shameless in his heart. When Wushuang was about to get up, he found that his whole body was frozen. You must know that Wushuang's physical body was practicing Buddhism's spiritual power and the Zen of Immortality, but now it was controlled by others.

The old man looked at Wushuang who had woken up, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Young hero, you finally woke up. It seems that the young hero has obtained the inheritance. In this case, I hope that the young hero can fulfill my last task and give you everything. Leave it to me. I also want to remind you, don’t waste your energy, your body has been used by me with the nine-turn soul-leaving needle." Then he left.

Wushuang mobilized his soul, and the soul was immobilized along with his body. "This nine-turn soul-leaving needle seems to be extraordinary. It can even immobilize my soul in the earthly immortal realm. But he doesn't think that relying on this thing will help him." Can you be my master?" Wushuang directly used the power of thunder in his body before, and the power of thunder slowly consumed the Nine-Turn Soul-Leaving Needle. Although it was effective, the progress was slow.

As the Nine-turn Soul-Leaving Needle was consumed, the soul-suppressing power in it was released, competing with the power of thunder. For a moment, they were evenly matched. At this time, the old man came back again, holding a dagger in his hand. He held the handle and muttered to himself: "It's been so many years. You helped me get rid of him back then. Now help me be reborn."

Then the old man looked at Wushuang and said in an almost crazy voice: "Wushuang, Wushuang, it's because you are too talented. If you were a stupid person, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster, but it's good for you in the future. Everything is mine. When I get your talent, I will destroy it all. If I live another hundred years, I may not be able to become an immortal with your qualifications."

Wushuang looked at the old man with a look of disdain. He had a bad character. No matter how talented he was, he still couldn't ascend to immortality. At this time, Wushuang has recovered some of his abilities, but the soul-suppressing power is still suppressing his soul. If it is not resolved as soon as possible, there may be future troubles. Finally, Wushuang thought of a way to suppress the soul-suppressing power.

On the other side, the old man was frantically preparing all kinds of blood. While preparing, he said: "Back then, the old man actually insisted on the so-called chivalry. Everyone wanted to kill him. He obviously had the strength to kill everyone, but he just let them go. , It’s a pity that so what, he didn’t die in my hands in the end. Originally, all his inheritance belonged to me, but that ignorant beast happened to do bad things. Today I want to see who can stop me.”

After a while, the old man had perfectly blended all kinds of blood together. He brought the blood in front of Wushuang and said with a smile: "After you drink this blood, the blood formation will be completed. Then I will suck you dry." blood, all yours is mine."

Just when the old man was about to pour blood into Wushuang's mouth, Wushuang actually moved and knocked out the blood. The old man looked at Wushuang in disbelief: "How can you be fine? The soul-suppressing power of the Nine-turn Soul-Leaving Needle is something even an immortal can't resist."

The nine-turn soul-leaving needle on Wushuang's body actually flew directly into Wushuang's hand. Wushuang looked at the nine-turn soul-leaving needle carefully and said: "This soul-suppressing power is indeed overbearing, but it's a pity that you failed to calculate it after all your calculations. , your master’s inheritance is the nemesis of this soul-suppressing power,”

When the old man heard about it, he panicked and said: "How could he be dead? How could he give the inheritance to you with the pride of that sword? What's more, even if you got it, you might have realized it in such a short time."

Wushuang said: "How is it impossible? With the help of the remaining sword intention in the sword, plus my own understanding of this aspect, I can cultivate a trace of space power, which is enough to deal with the soul-suppressing needle brought by the nine-turn soul-leaving needle." What’s more, what you don’t know is that there is more than one kind of power in my body.”

After that, six kinds of power appeared on Wushuang, demon, Buddha, Taoism, Confucianism, the power of thunder, and a trace of space power. When the old man saw it, he collapsed and said: "How is it possible? How can there be so much power concentrated in the world?" One person. Absolutely impossible." The old man said as he stepped back.

Wushuang looked at the old man, waved his left hand, and the long sword inserted into the stone flew directly to Wushuang's hand. He looked at the long sword in his hand and whispered: "It's time to avenge your master."

The sword shone with blue light as if responding. The old man wanted to run away, but he found that he couldn't move around him. He knew that it was his master's sword intention, a sword that could freeze space.

The long sword passed directly through the heart of the old man, and the old man was breathless. Wu Shuang looked at the dead old man and sighed: "It was originally a sword to stop fighting, but unfortunately not everyone is worthy of stopping fighting."

At this time, a figure came out of the sword. He was dressed in snow-white clothes with a petite body and a peerless face, like an elf in a fairy tale. Wushuang asked with some uncertainty: "Who are you?"

The woman replied: "I am Xiaobai, why don't you recognize me when I change back to my original appearance?" After that, Xiaobai, with Wu Shuang's surprised expression, bowed directly: "Xiaobai meets the new master, the old master's revenge." Today I finally got my revenge.”

Wushuang knew that the reason why Xiaobai became a sword spirit was to protect his master's things, otherwise it might not be able to sustain it for so many years, but what he didn't expect was that Xiaobai was actually a female. Wushuang helped Xiaobai up and said: "I don't know what your plans will be in the future. Although you are currently a sword spirit, I can help you break the connection with this sword. Then you can be free."

Xiao Bai said: "Now that you have inherited the old master's sword intention, you will become my new master. Xiaoyao is not important to Xiao Bai. I wish that I could always accompany you with this sword in this life."

Wushuang saw that Xiaobai had made up his mind and said no more. However, a line of black smoke came out of the old man's body on the other side and finally disappeared. It was too late for Wushuang to pursue the result. At this time, Xie Zhize appeared, grabbed the black smoke back with one palm, and crushed it directly. In fact, Xie Zhize was always there. When he just helped Wushuang improve his Confucianism and Taoism, even the sword intention involving space in the sword was given to Wushuang.

Xie Zhize looked at Wushuang and said seriously: "I didn't expect that you are involved in demons, Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, and you are not low-level. If I had seen you like this back then, I would probably have done something with you, but now it still counts. But you must remember that you must not be exposed until your life or death is at stake, otherwise you may be killed."

Although Wushuang was puzzled after hearing this, he still replied: "I sincerely follow Mr. Xie's teachings, but what was the black smoke Mr. Xie just said?"

Xie Zhize didn't say anything, he just pointed to the sky, saying nothing.