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Yan Hongxie is a sword refiner, but he is even more famous for his magic array and illusion, and his ability to use soul power.

No one has ever been impressed by his sword skills.

"Dangdangdang!"

The brave long sword kept attacking, Yan Hongxie held a nameless long sword but also resisted the opponent's attack with all his strength.

"Okay! Come again!" The other party didn't seem to expect Yan Hongxie to be able to block them all, and rushed over with his feet on the ground.

Yan Hongxie looked at the opponent seriously, his movements were not so fast, but he was able to resist all the opponent's attacks.

"Drink!" The other party added strength, Yan Hongxie was kicked back a few steps, and a loophole appeared at this time.

The opponent stabbed directly at the vital point, and after Yan Hongxie felt the killing intent, he stabbed the opponent fiercely with a backhand, which was also a way to hurt both sides.

But if it was really going to hit, it must be that Yan Hong's evil injury was more severe.

"when!"

Yan Hongxie's long sword pierced through, but the opponent actually withdrew his sword back to block Yan Hongxie's blow.

Yan Hongxie was afraid that the other party would call again, so she quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

When he retracted his spiritual consciousness, the broken sword in his hand glowed slightly, and faint lines went out along the mouth and eyes of the broken sword, barely making up for the incomplete part of the spirit sword.

Yan Hongxie held the broken sword and inspected it carefully, and suddenly remembered that the ancestor of the monster clan said that he was a sword refiner, so he threw the broken sword to himself.

"Could it be that you want me to repair this broken sword?" Yan Hong denied this idea as soon as she had an evil thought, no matter how powerful she was, she would never be able to recast the ancient god's spirit sword with her current ability.

"Law." Yan Hongxie saw the golden light extending from the front of the broken sword, and he suddenly understood and tried to use the law to repair the thin golden light.

In addition to the quality of the sword stone, a spiritual sword also needs to have a good enough magic circle inside. Only in this way can the monks unleash the maximum spiritual energy and spells.

Yan Hongxie is extremely accomplished in this area.

He looked at the thin gleam of the broken sword, and found that it was just the outermost magic circle, and he had a lot to do.

He didn't know how long it would take him to fix this.

"There's no time." When Yan Hongxie said this, she still carefully tried to repair it bit by bit.

Fortunately, after he had been busy for an hour, he finally finished a little bit. At this time, the ancient god's imprint on his wrist actually emitted a thick golden light, filling that part of the magic circle.

When Yan Hongxie looked down, he found that the ancient patterns on the broken sword clearly appeared.

Yan Hongxie was excited for a while, he quickly wrote down the ancient pattern, then put down the broken sword and began to comprehend it.

This time the ancient pattern was clear enough, and with the competition with that man, Yan Hongxie also roughly understood how to use this sword.

This is of great help to him in constructing the magic circle.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The ancient pattern that has been researched is continuously flowing rapidly in Yan Hongxie's palm, Yan Hongxie can feel the power and fear of this ancient pattern, it will be quite terrifying if it is struck out.

It's just that it takes a lot of soul power to use it, and Yan Hongxie can't use it casually.

"However, the most important thing right now is to master the imprint, and use the imprint to activate the Broken Sword, so that the speed of research can be increased." While thinking about it, Yan Hongxie used the newly mastered ancient pattern law to activate the ancient god imprint above.

This time, the imprint of the ancient god, which was particularly obedient and free, began to flow.

Golden light radiated from Yan Hongxie's arms, and that fiery and powerful force was constantly flowing. Yan Hongxie felt that her arms seemed to become extra light and full of strength.

The mountains seemed to be very thin and fragile in front of him.

Yan Hongxie looked at the Broken Sword next to him, and he had the urge to compete with that man again.

Just do what you said, when Yan Hongxie held the Broken Sword again, she returned to the battlefield again, what the other party said was exactly the same as before, and the sword moves were also the same.

Yan Hongxie understood that this place was probably the afterimage left by the ancient god, and it was impossible for him to be as powerful as the ancient god.

When he was no longer so nervous, he could fight with the opponent.

"boom!"

Sure enough, after increasing the strength of both arms, Yan Hongxie could beat the opponent by half a move.

"Hoohoho!"

The surrounding soldiers started to shout angrily, and charged at Yan Hongxie.

"So many people?" Yan Hongxie was startled, swung the long sword in her hand fiercely, and a large piece of golden light flew out, directly hitting the afterimages of those soldiers and disappearing.

"you win."

Yan Hongxie woke up, knowing that it was just an illusion cast by the other party, and he was actually frightened.

"Ancient God." Yan Hongxie called out to the other party in embarrassment.

The man in armor looked at Yan Hongxie, chuckled lightly, and said, "You are good at swordsmanship, you can make friends with me, my name is Li Huang."

When the other party said these words, it turned into a golden spot of light and came towards the nameless long sword in Yan Hongxie's hand.

The moment the light spot just touched the long sword, Yan Hongxie felt that his whole body was wrapped by the thick armor, he felt the divine aura all over the sky, and he also felt the killing intent around him.

Infinite power surged up from his dantian, Yan Hongxie raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into the divine sword in Li Huang's hand.

"Li Huang, you are defeated!"

Someone on the opposite side yelled loudly, but smashed Yan Hongxie with endless oppression.

Yan Hongxie just felt as if he was hit hard by that sky-pumping mountain, and his whole body was in pain.

The long sword in his hand was shaken out of his hand and flew into the distance.

A figure flew over, held his long sword in his hand, and looked at Yan Hongxie indifferently.

Yan Hongxie didn't know what relationship this person had with Li Huang, but he couldn't lose his broken sword, and he still had to keep these to save Gu Qinghan and take care of the children!

"Come again!" Yan Hongxie yelled anxiously and rushed over.

The other party raised the divine sword coldly, and then chopped off the divine sword in front of Yan Hongxie.

"Do not……!"

Yan Hongxie roared angrily, but at the same time, she felt another soul shadow screaming from her body!

"No!" Yan Hongxie heard another scream from his body, and he immediately regained some sanity. Originally, what he had in his hand was a broken sword.

Now that he was cut off again, he didn't dare to mourn like this.

"Emperor Jing, don't tell me you still don't want to let me go?!" Before Yan Hongxie could react, his body was controlled and rushed towards the white figure.

The opponent stood over there like a mountain and river, Yan Hongxie didn't feel the slightest chance of winning, and he didn't want to conflict with this person.

He didn't want to go crazy with Li Huang.

"Stop!" Yan Hongxie yelled angrily the moment she charged towards the broken sword.

The white figure froze for a moment, the divine sword in his hand danced, and a white shadow covered Yan Hongxie.

Yan Hongxie felt as if she was in a heavy snowfall, everything was quiet, only someone screamed in a far away place.

"boom!"

A broken sword flew over from a distance with blood on it.

Yan Hongxie raised his hand and grabbed the broken sword, he could feel the unwillingness and fury remaining on the broken sword, as if it wanted to tear the whole world apart.

"Madman! This guy is a lunatic!" Yan Hongxie desperately gritted his teeth and grabbed the broken sword that couldn't help going crazy. He must not be affected by the afterimage of the ancient god and the broken sword at this time, he has to go back!

"Shh!"

A flash of white light came over, and the slender and clean fingers stroked the broken sword, and the unwilling and angry emotions on the broken sword were instantly washed away. This move is beautiful and ruthless enough!

The afterimage of the ancient god was completely annihilated in this way, without leaving a trace.

Yan Hongxie raised her head to look at the other party. The other party was wearing a simple sword suit and a jade crown on her head, and the other faces could not be seen clearly at all.

"It's probably the afterimage of the ancient god's opponent." Yan Hongxie knew that the afterimage was much stronger than the ancient god, so she nodded without daring to offend the opponent, grabbed the broken sword, turned her head and left.

When Yan Hongxie left, she could feel the imprint of the ancient gods on her wrist continuously flowing, and it easily sank into her veins, and various laws of the divine seal were reflected in Yan Hongxie's mind.

Yan Hongxie activated a little of the divine seal law, and his figure flickered a few times before leaving far away from the place just now.

"call……"

A gust of cold wind blew over, and Yan Hongxie saw the man in the sword suit from before.

"Fairy God, what else do you want to teach?" Yan Hongxie looked at the other party cautiously, and a white mist drifted by, and Yan Hongxie could feel the other party's scrutinizing herself.

It was just a moment of effort, but Yan Hongxie felt as if 1 years had passed.

Fortunately, the other party was just looking at it, and didn't show any killing intent, otherwise Yan Hongxie might be killed on the spot.

"Immortal God?" Yan Hongxie didn't know what the other party meant by this, could it be that she wanted to accept herself as a disciple?

He called out again, and the shadow slowly disappeared.

Although Yan Hongxie felt that the other party was a little nervous, she didn't dare to show it. She immediately held the broken sword and closed her eyes, withdrawing her consciousness.

"Master, you finally woke up."

Huming's worried voice came from the side.

Yan Hongxie opened her eyes, and saw that her house was a mess, the tree house prepared by the Yaozu had long been torn to pieces by various sword marks.

"Where's the child?" Yan Hongxie hurriedly searched for it, only to find that the child was tightly clinging to her arms, nothing happened.

"Congratulations, Mozun." The patriarch of the tree demon walked over slowly, and as he walked, the surrounding trees were opened layer by layer, and the tree house was slowly repaired.

It was only then that Yan Hongxie realized that he had been trapped in the broken sword for more than ten days, and the strong sword intent that erupted from his body almost destroyed the enchanting forest.

It was the tree demon patriarch who led people to stop this disaster with all his might.

"It's because I wasn't ready, I'm sorry." When Yan Hongxie was speaking, she reached out to caress the white egg in her arms.

If he hurt his own child when he was in meditation, he would probably blame himself to death.

"Little master is very smart. He knows how to avoid disasters by nature, and he won't get hurt by your side." Hu Ming praised him after seeing it.

As soon as he said this, the white egg suddenly cracked and split from the middle.