Say it's a big treason to the master

Seeing that Demon Sword was beaten so badly, the instinct deep in his soul was at work, Yue Ji Wang almost yelled "wife", but fortunately Sui Xiangfeng understood him, and covered his mouth before he opened his mouth, so as not to be caught by the palace. Indus pressed and beat.

Gong Wutong looked at the buzzing magic sword indifferently, without the slightest warmth in his eyes, wishing to smash it to ashes.

Soon, Ming Xiuyi came from the sky, and hurriedly said as soon as he landed: "Master..."

Gong Wutong raised his hand, stopped his words, and pointed his finger at the wall.

Ming Xiuyi looked over and closed his mouth trying to explain the strangeness of the magic sword.

The magic sword is so fast that even Nascent Soul Dzogchen's Ming Xiu attainment can't catch up with it. It is not a simple heaven-level spiritual weapon that can be compared with it.

Gong Wutong sneered, looked at Yueji and said: "You wave to it."

Yue Jiwang couldn't grasp what Master meant, so he said timidly: "You...wouldn't take this opportunity to beat me up, would you?"

Gong Wutong said coldly: "If I want to beat you up, I still need to find a chance?"

Yue Jiwang: "..."

makes sense.

Yue Jiwang raised his hand, tentatively moved towards the magic sword.

He clearly didn't use the slightest bit of spiritual power, but the magic sword seemed to have its eyes swollen, and it shot straight out of the wall in a joyous manner, like an arrow "咻", it was about to rush towards Yue Jiwang's embrace.

But in the next moment, Gong Wutong remained expressionless, raised his jade sword to block between the magic sword and Yue Jiwang, slashed fiercely without blinking his eyes, and immediately hit the magic sword until the blade trembled and buzzed again. Inserted into the original hole in the wall, trembling violently.

Yue Jiwang: "..."

Demon Sword: "..."

The magic sword has been beaten like that, but the jade sword, which is as fragile as glass, doesn't even have a small gap. Gong Wutong holds the jade sword and brushes his clothes like a fairy.

It's just that the fairy seemed to be happy with the sword, and finally a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

Gong Wutong smiled, looked at Yue Ji lightly and said: "Continue to recruit it."

Yue Jiwang: "..."

Ming Xiuyi and Sui Xiangfeng had horrible expressions on their faces, they probably saw that the master wanted to vent his anger with the magic sword, they silently shut up and took half a step back, so as not to hurt Chi Yu.

The more he looked at the sword, he couldn't bear the sword to be trampled by Gong Wutong like this, and wanted to beg for mercy.

Gong Wutong tilted his head slightly, and the cold light at the end of his eyes glanced over.

Yue Jiwang was trembling all over, and immediately raised his hand, wanting to cry without tears, he swung at the magic sword.

The magic sword was fused with Yue Jiwang's spiritual blood, and as soon as he was summoned, he immediately forgot the pain of being beaten two times before, pulled himself out of the wall again, and rushed towards Yue Jiwang.

Gong Wutong swung his sword over.

The magic sword returned to the original hole in the wall for the third time.

I don't know how Gong Wutong managed to hit the magic sword back into the same hole in the wall. He seemed to use the magic sword as an arrow, showing his superb archery skills.

Gong Wutong said: "Recruit him."

Yue Zhiwang didn't dare to disobey his master's order, so he had to do it obediently, and then watched the magic sword being beaten severely.

After going back and forth, finally in the sixth round, the magic sword was finally out of memory, and when Yue Jiwang raised his hand to beckon it, his figure hesitated slightly.

Seeing this, Gong Wutong sneered.

It's exactly the same as Yue Ji Wang.

After Gong Wutong taught the magic sword a lesson, he stepped forward and held the hilt in his palm, waved it, turned sideways to Yueji and looked at the three people, and said, "Stay obediently in Jiufangzong during this time, don't go out and run around, as long as there is one person If you dare to step out of Jiufangzong, I will break the legs of all three of you."

Three people: "..."

The three of them looked at each other and had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Only then did Gong Wutong turn and leave with the demonic sword that had stopped.

As soon as the master left, Sui Xiangfeng and Ming Xiuyi immediately surrounded Yue Jiwang.

"What's the matter with the magic sword?" Sui Xiangfeng was at a loss, "Didn't you die with the sword back then? Why did it recognize you?"

Yue Jiwang: "I don't know."

Ming Xiuyi said: "Master also said that the sword was broken by him back then, why is it intact?"

Yue Jiwang: "I don't know."

Sui Xiangfeng: "There are still..."

Yue Jiwang was about to scratch his hair, and said painfully: "I really don't know anything, I just want to participate in a demon killing meeting and win the leader to win the honor of the master, who would have thought that such a damn thing would happen What the hell is going on with that sword, does it have a sword spirit? Is it haunting me?"

Sui Xiangfeng looked at him speechlessly, and after a while he seemed to remember something, kicked Yue Jiwang's knee, and said angrily: "I made an appointment with the doctor next to me to go down the mountain to collect medicine in three days. , now I can’t leave the sect, what do you want me to do?”

Yue looked at "Ouch", but was also very aggrieved: "I also made an appointment with Jing Che to participate in the sword repair competition in a few days to win honor for the master."

The three of them were speechless and had no choice but to separate.

Sui Xiangfeng was unreasonable, after thinking about it for a long time after going back, he still felt that this was an unwarranted disaster, so he boiled a lot of bitter medicine for Yue Jiwang in a rage, and then he relieved his anger.

As soon as Gong Wutong left the Hongchen Garden, he headed towards Jiufang Sovereign Mountain against the wind.

The white peacock flower Buzhu saw him from a distance, and greeted him happily: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Gong Wutong showed him the magic sword in his hand: "Do you recognize this thing?"

Hua Buzhu leaned forward to take a look, said "huh", and said: "This is a magic sword, it seems a bit weird, how can this sword seem to have a sense of consciousness before it has been forged? Well, if you want to know the origin, ask Let's go, uncle, he should know."

Gong Wutong shook his head: "I have to go to the Demon Race again, please."

And if Zong Danming saw him holding a magic sword and asked himself, he would have thought happily that he was going to cultivate the magic, and he would go to the sea of ​​flames to swear an oath directly with him.

Hua Buzhu asked suspiciously: "Afraid of trouble? Then show Chunyu?"

Gong Wutong didn't want to involve Wen Chunyu, and he didn't want to find out the origin of the sword. Now he just wanted to destroy the sword and make it disappear from the world.

Gong Wutong looked at the peach grove on the top of the mountain, and said: "I'll find Master."

Hua Buzhu's eyes lit up, and he said with a little bit of shyness: "Look for Master, then...cough, take me with you."

Gong Wutong was startled by his young daughter's attitude, looked at him for a while in horror, then immediately drew out the jade sword and laid it across his neck: "How dare you have such treasonous thoughts towards Master?"

Huabuzhu: "..."

Hua Buzhu's strands of hair expressed her incomprehension to the brother's words: "What did you say?"

Gong Wutong snorted coldly: "Then why do you have such a weird expression?"

"Where am I being weird?!" Hua Buzhu slapped his sword away, and for the first time glared at the beautiful elder brother who pierced his heart the most, "I just lost a tail feather when I changed the feathers, and I want to give it to the teacher. Honored as Jian Sui. What do you think about you?!"