For Han Fei, since someone is better than himself, of course he has to learn it. When I surpass him, I will naturally be stronger than him.

　　 Anyway, with the refining pot, Han Fei is the best at learning. Moreover, there are more than one avenues you can master, you can switch arbitrarily. This is also my own confidence!

　　 After only an hour, Han Fei remembered all these swordsmanship.

　　 Of course, learning is learning. There are some things that oneself can understand and others that oneself cannot understand.

　　 Gradually, Han Fei saw the shadow of Heavenly Sword Sect from this swordsmanship.

　　 After all, Han Fei had also seen the Lord of Heavenly Sword take action. Today, from the swordsmanship of the Sword God Palace, Han Fei saw a sword once used by the Lord of Heavenly Sword.

　　 At the same time when he used his intercepting finger to bombard and kill the second ancestor of the Zhang family, Old Monster Chu shot out, and the Lord of the Heavenly Sword pierced the imprisoned void with a small red sword.

　　 At the time, that sword looked unpretentious, but it was actually quite powerful.

　　 And at this moment, Han Fei met.

　　 Among these tens of millions of swords, Han Fei was able to block only half of them. Han Fei is still trying to remember half of them.

　　 When Han Fei approached the swordman ten meters away, those sword moves became even more gorgeous, even with the intention of hitting his own soul.

　　 There is no trace of the sword technique, and the eyes are full, only showing the color of light and shadow.

　　 "Gemini magic."

　　Han Fei intends: I will spend the next few days here. If even the swordsmanship of the Sword God Palace cannot be understood, can he still be called truly invincible?

　　Han Fei’s inner pride would never allow such things to exist.

　　 The body of the black mist, stay far away at this moment, because no sword energy can find it. Therefore, he can observe without hesitation and remember every sword skill he can't handle.

　　 is also a miracle. Obviously there were thousands of sword auras around, but none of them attacked the body of the black mist. It can be seen that the closer you get, the clearer the goal of this boundless sword energy.

　　 an hour.

　　 Two hours.

　　 Until the third hour, Han Fei's mind had countless pictures of swordsmanship. And Bai Wu's body, unknowingly, came to a place two meters away from the swordman.

　　 Han Fei let those sword-qi phantoms attack and stared at the sword in the sword man's hand: "Old Yuan, is this sword real?"

　　 Old Tortoise: "Fake, all fake! Since this person incarnates as a sword, he is the sword, the sword is him, and people don't need a sword at all."

　　 Han Fei curled his lips: It's a pity, besides his powerful sword skills, this man couldn't even keep a sword. After all, Ye Nan of Jiugongtian still left a handful of sacred artifacts. It's okay for you, come to my yin and yang day, but no treasures are left...

　　 Just when Han Fei was about to continue observing the sword moves, he suddenly saw the standing swordman and suddenly opened his eyes.

　　Han Fei had a "cock" at the time, thinking: This "swordman" is alive?

　　 only saw this swordman, suddenly opened his eyes, but his face was expressionless. And the long sword in his hand suddenly assassinated Han Fei.

　　 "Om~"

　　 Han Fei's speed is not unpleasant.

　　 stepped on a round turtle formation, which is also a round turtle formation composed of Dao lines. Even if this swordman is still alive, he should not be able to break it instantly. And myself, as long as this moment of time, I can withdraw.

　　 However, Han Fei was surprised to find out: That sword, ignoring the Turtle Formation, stabbed himself directly?

　　 "Boom!"

　　 At this moment, Han Fei saw his body in the white mist, from a third-party perspective. The body of the white mist, which is equivalent to his own physical body, is flying back at an extremely slow speed.

　　 "Damn..."

　　 Han Fei suddenly regained consciousness, his mind moved, and his soul appeared.

　　 "ding~"

　　 At the moment the Yuhun Array appeared, a shadow of emptiness hit him.

　　 Han Fei clearly felt: He is now a soul body, and the swordman stabbed his soul with a single sword.

　　 Divine Soul is separated from the body, in this deep crack of sword aura, it is likely to be shattered by countless sword moves that can bombard Divine Soul.

　　 Even if it can’t be broken, it’s for sure that it’s injured.

　　 This is the experience of half of Han Fei's soul, and the other half of the soul is still in the body of the black mist.

　　 It’s just that all of this happened too fast, almost to the point where Han Fei could not even think about it. It was like suddenly, I saw my body from a third-party perspective. Haven't waited to think about it? The opponent's soul killing technique had already been killed.

　　 "Puff!"

　　In an instant, Han Fei saw a small sword pierced into his soul.

　　 "Crack, click!"

　　 That small sword, the moment it entered his soul body, quickly began to split.

　　 And at this time, Han Fei reacted: This **** swordman, he really didn't die, he still wanted to take home?

　　 At this moment, the first thought that emerged in Han Fei's mind was: Gemini unite and restore his peak state.

　　 But, I thought about it, but it only existed for a moment, and it was rejected by Han Fei.

　　The black mist body is still there, even if something goes wrong with the white mist body, what can it do?

　　 On the contrary, if the twins become one at this time, there may be problems!

"Roar!"

　　The body of the black mist shot, and the beasts soul ate directly.

　　 This voice is naturally ineffective to my own soul. However, when the beast soul-eaten sound, it only slightly shook the endless sword soul for a moment, and was crushed by the sword soul.

　　 At this time, Han Fei has no time to complain about the old turtle.

　　 I am ready to explode the body of the white mist! Although this would cause damage to himself, Han Fei didn't believe it: Can a mere ray of soul survive his self-destruction?

　　 But at this moment, suddenly, I saw a small branch sticking out of the void and directly reaching into Han Fei's soul.

　　 Xiaozhi rolled, and saw that the sword soul, which had been scattered and almost occupied half of Han Fei's soul, returned to its position and was directly held by Xiaozhi.

　　 At this moment, Han Fei saw: The sword energy in the entire abyss crack is returning. Hundreds of millions of sword qi is returning, part of it is returning to the sword man, and some of it is returning to the sword soul.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 At this moment, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief: The Demon Refining Pot has been shot! What am I afraid of?

　　 After all, self-destruction is also a serious self-harm. With the practice of refining the demon pot, all the problems have been solved!

　　 At this moment, Han Fei is like a whirlpool, with hundreds of millions of sword energy phantoms, frantically converging in his soul.

　　Han Fei suddenly thought of the Jiugong Qi Luck Ruler. Today, he just calculated a divination for himself, and it said the big evil.

　　 Isn't this Nima a big deal? The soul was beaten out by others, almost, he would lose at least 200 years of life.

　　 Last time, the self-destruction in Truman was like this. Although he escaped, his vitality was lost for 200 years. Moreover, his own strength also weakened a little at that time.

　　 However, Han Fei changed his mind and thought again: How did this Jiugong Qi Luck Ruler be made? Can you even count this? I don't know, has it counted this swordman, and he hasn't died yet?

Until this moment, the old tortoise’s voice appeared: "Are you okay? The emperor was deceived by this servant. He refined himself into a sword soul, and completely scattered the sword soul in this abyss, waiting for the right person to appear. Reuniting Soul Sword...This person is really sinister!"

　　 Han Fei didn’t want to listen to the old tortoise’s explanation at this time. He only listened to him coldly saying, “Hmph, I’ve been dead for tens of thousands of years, and I want to seize me? He deserves to die.”

　　 After a while, that little sword cried violently.

　　Han Fei’s thoughts were madly conveyed to the Demon Refining Pot: "Squeeze this sword to me and squeeze him to death!"

　　 However, the Demon Refining Pot did not do this, it just grabbed this sword soul.

　　 Han Fei saw no movement, but immediately, with a thought, he took out his blood-drinking knife.

　　 "With soul!"

　　 This time, the Demon Refining Pot agreed, and the Blood Drinking Knife and Soul Sword were collected by it. The spiritual energy and demon energy in the refining world was rapidly consumed.

　　Han Fei smiled coldly: "Aren't you specializing in kendo? I will seal you in the sword, disgusting you!"

　　 It took more than 200 breaths before this brand new blood-drinking knife appeared.

　　In the eyes of Han Fei, information emerged.

　　 [Name] Blood Drinking Sword (variation)

　　【Introduction】It is made of Xuanhuangqing Iron, Blue Dragon's Fangs, Taiqing Jing, Wind Essence, Star Clamshell... Supplemented by the soul of the sword puppet, it can break the gods of gold and iron.

　　【Quality】The best weapon

　　【With Soul】The Soul of the Sword Puppet

　　【Effect】Sunder Armor, Stabbing Soul

　　【Recastable】

　　【Unrefined】

　　【Remarks】The sword is like a sword, and the shadow of the sword will pierce the soul out of the sheath.

　　 "噗~"

　　 Han Fei was speechless directly: the blood-drinking knife was still in the shape of a kitchen knife, but its name had become the blood-drinking sword, or a mutated blood-drinking sword.

　　 Its quality has also directly become the best magic weapon, and it is almost a Dinghai strange treasure.

　　 Han Fei thinks: As long as the materials are better, it may be a Dinghai treasure. But why does the sword become a sword after injecting the soul of the sword? Is this the obsession of the sword soul?

　　 Also, from the perspective of the Demon Refining Pot, this is not the Soul of Sword, but the Soul of Sword Puppet?

　　Han Fei also doesn't know: What is the difference?

　　 can't ask, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Although Han Fei is very unhappy about the old tortoise's misjudgment, he can't get through because of this. After all, this old tortoise wants to become his own servant.

　　 Han Fei: "Old Yuan, what is the soul of the sword puppet?"

The old tortoise seemed to have a guilty conscience, and immediately said: "Some people have swords, and there are swords to protect people. People who use swords, then people's swords are one. When swords protect people, they sacrifice themselves to feed the sword. When alive, they will become a sword puppet; after death , Is the soul of the sword puppet."

　　 Suddenly, the old tortoise took a breath and said, "You mean, this man is a sword puppet?"

　　 Han Fei is noncommittal: "It's a sword puppet, what's wrong?"

　　Old Tortoise: "If it is a sword puppet, there should still be a sword master. The sword puppet is equivalent to the sword servant. No matter how powerful he is, he is a servant. Above him, there must be a stronger power."

　　 "That's it."

　　 Han Fei's eyes narrowed slightly: If it was the old turtle, the origin of the Sword Sect that day was most likely related to the sword master of the Sword God Palace.

　　 Of course, Han Fei doesn't quite believe it: Back then, that sword master could live to the present?

　　 But, perhaps, because of the fall of the Sword Master, the Heavenly Sword Sect's own people have forgotten this.

　　 After all, there is also a sword puppet from the Sword God Palace in the Abyss Crack. You said, if the sword master of the year was still alive, he would let his puppet stay here?

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