It’s all Shura field!

Song Qingbai calmed himself down, sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing for a while before standing up.

She walked towards the Fenghua Sword with determination in her eyes.

When the slender jade-like hand grasped the hilt of the sword, Song Qingbai felt a powerful divine force rushing in from her palm.

Then the spiritual energy in her body suddenly erupted, and the divine power seemed to be about to bounce her away.

"Ruyi, are you really not going to help me? Now that the Fenghua Sword has appeared, if I can't take it away, won't all my efforts be in vain?"

Song Qingbai's face became paler and paler. She held the Fenghua Sword tightly with both hands. If she relaxed even a little, she would be flung away.

"Oh... never mind, host, you are really lucky. The divine sword is extremely powerful. If I hadn't dissolved most of the divine power for you just now, I'm afraid your hand would be broken. How can I not help you?"

The system sighed helplessly. The reason why the magic sword did not recognize its master was because Zhuo Yuan was right next to it. However, it could not tell it directly.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll fight with my life. Soul Binding Spell..."

Song Qingbai let out a low chuckle, gathered his spiritual power and prepared to draw the sword, but was directly blown away.

Phew... She spat out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely miserable, and her dress was torn in one place.

Zhuo Yuan stood aside and saw it all, but this time he did not help.

Some things she needs to do by herself, such as getting the recognition of the Fenghua Sword, which she can only rely on herself.

"Fenghua Divine Sword, is this all the power you have?"

Song Qingbai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, adjusted his hair that was blown loose, and rushed forward again.

As expected, she was blown away again...

Song Qingbai ignored Zhuo Yuan and the system's dissuasion, and as if he was given a shot of chicken blood, he took a few elixirs and rushed forward again.

"Host, are you really going to die?"

"Who said that? I value my life very much..."

The system looked at Song Qingbai who was blown away again, indicating that she seemed to have not yet fully faced the reality.

"Fenghua, you've already gone out, why are you still unwilling to go with me? If you continue like this, she will really die."

The dragon beast looked at Song Qingbai, who was already in a horrible state, and said hurriedly.

“This… I didn’t expect this little girl to be so strong. She’s flown so many times, and yet she’s still able to come here.

I just find it fun and want to see how long she can last.

Haha, think about it, over the thousands of years, countless Flame Dragon clan leaders have wanted to summon me out, but very few have.

And even if I were summoned out, how many people could withstand three resistances of my divine power?

But she is different, interesting...really interesting..."

Fenghua Sword Spirit seemed to have discovered a new world, his tone was full of joy, he almost jumped up.

The dragon beast glanced at Song Qingbai who was getting up not far away, then glanced at the smiling Fenghua sword spirit, and rolled his eyes helplessly.

These two guys, neither of whom is normal, just happen to make a couple.

After being knocked flying for the twelfth time, Song Qingbai fell to the ground and completely fainted.

Zhuo Yuan anxiously stepped forward, and seeing that her life was not in danger, he simply picked her up and got out of the dragon beast's body.

And Fenghua Sword suddenly rose into the air and followed at some point.

When Song Qingbai woke up, it was already dark, and the Fenghua Sword was lying obediently beside her, making her think that she was still having a sweet dream.

"Host, you are awake now. How do you feel?"

"Except for the pain all over my body, I don't think I'll die."

The intense pain made Song Qingbai more conscious. She slowly sat up and reached out to touch the Fenghua sword next to her.

"Why do you like it so much? I just woke up and I can't wait to see it."

"Of course not. The divine sword is not something that ordinary people can get. I think we will become very good partners in the future. Whether it is against Su Xuhai or the people from the Demon Palace, I have a better chance of winning."

Song Qingbai's face was filled with a bright smile, which made Zhuo Yuan flustered. He quickly looked away and walked to the bed.

"Ji Yunshen is missing. He must have been taken away by someone with high cultivation level."

"Do you know who it is?"

When Song Qingbai heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. Could it be that Ji Yunshen was kidnapped by Ji Fusheng at this critical moment?

"There is no trace left, so he must have taken the initiative to leave. This may be detrimental to future actions. I'd better send a message to Shen Rangchen to ask him to be more cautious."

A hint of darkness flashed across Zhuo Yuan's eyes. He had clearly used the clan's forbidden technique, but Ji Yunshen still escaped without a sound.

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe that Brother Yunshen would not do anything that would harm the world."

Song Qingbai lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the sword in his hand.

"I'm afraid they are not Su Xuhai's people, because Su Yimo is still here, and that person did not take her away."

Zhuo Yuan saw that she looked a little sad and reminded her.

"The person who could take Brother Yun Shen away so easily must be someone he knows. I roughly know who the person is who has such a high level of cultivation and can gain his trust."

Song Qingbai sorted out her thoughts and murmured softly. It seemed that she had to go back to Chaolu Pavilion now.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Zhuo Yuan was also very curious. Such a person was probably a friend rather than an enemy.

"This still needs to be verified, but I will leave immediately. See you in the Five Elements Sect the day after tomorrow."

Song Qingbai endured the pain in his body and was about to leave with the sword in hand, but Zhuo Yuan stopped him.

"Why? Are you afraid that I won't return the Fenghua Sword?"

"That's not the case. It's just that you are injured. You should rest here for one night. I would not be at ease if you travel in the dark night."

"Zhuo Yuan, to be honest with you, I have my own way to get back quickly."

Song Qingbai knew that he was concerned about her, so she gave him a direct and subtle explanation.

Although he couldn't talk about the system openly, he just had to ask Zhuo Yuan not to stop him. After all, if he went back too late, Lin Yanzhou in Chaolu Pavilion would definitely find out.

"Even if you have the ability to travel through space, please stay for me for one night so that I can worry less."

When Zhuo Yuan finished speaking, his face became redder and his voice became so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Ahhh...Host, you are so popular with women that even when you took a sword, you got a handsome guy! Congratulations, congratulations."

The system's happy scream made Song Qingbai feel helpless. When she looked at Zhuo Yuan's shy eyes, she nodded for some reason.

"Well, you take a rest first. I'll go see if the elixir is ready."

Seeing that Song Qingbai agreed to him, Zhuo Yuan smiled and his heartbeat quickened. When he looked at Song Qingbai's bright red lips, he inexplicably recalled the affectionate scene between the two of them in the illusion.

"Zhuo Yuan, you...you don't have to..."

Song Qingbai was about to say don't bother, but he walked out of the house quickly.

Oh, it’s a bit of a headache. The ones at home are already a headache, and now there’s another one. Song Qingbai said that he doesn’t have much energy at the moment.

I just want to practice well and get along well with the Fenghua Sword.