"Of course," Yue Buhui said with a blissful expression.
"How do you know this sword spirit is female?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked strangely, pointing at Yue Buhui's sword.
"We can communicate," Yue Buhui laughed and said:
"Of course, you don't understand this, nor can you comprehend it, but if one day you cultivate a sword spirit, you'll understand everything."
Wang Xiaoqiang's curiosity got the best of him at this mont, and he said, "Hey? Buhui, how did you develop a sword spirit? Teach ..."
"Little Qiang, I'm afraid you can't do this," Yue Buhui shook his head and said, "You don't have that kind of dedication."
"What kind of dedication?"
"Devotion!"
Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly understood and nodded, saying, "I really don't have that kind of dedication, but I can try to change myself."
"Forget it, are you willing to give up your won?"
"What's wrong with my won?"
"With so many won, you can't wholeheartedly communicate emotionally with the sword spirit, do you understand what I an?"
"I understand," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "but what if my sword spirit is a man?"
"I've never really researched that," Yue Buhui said, "If you really want to cultivate a sword spirit, I can teach you the secret thod."
"Alright, teach it to ."
"Ho, my self-realized swordsmanship, just giving it to you for free..." Yue Buhui didn't agree to it.
"Hey, how about this, all the ghost cultivator heads I slay next, I'll give them to you if you teach the secret thod to cultivate a sword spirit, okay?"
Yue Buhui pondered briefly and said, "I'm not soone who covets petty gains."
"Ho, you're so hard to deal with... forget it, I'm not overly enthusiastic about swordsmanship anyway," Wang Xiaoqiang said, giving Yue Buhui a sidelong glance and not ntioning the matter again.
Yue Buhui had long coveted Wang Xiaoqiang's Sun-Shooting Bow. He wanted Wang Xiaoqiang to exchange it, but Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't too interested, so he sighed secretly.
Because they couldn't reach an agreent, the atmosphere between them beca sowhat awkward, and after that, neither spoke as they silently flew, spreading their Divine Sense to find Princess Hua Shao.
After flying for most of the day, the two did not spot Princess Hua Shao, but instead, they were locked on by a wave of assassins,
This wave of assassins was a remnant force sent by Prince Ann from the assassin group, only seven were left,
Previously, they were either counter-killed by Wang Xiaoqiang or dealt with by the ghost cultivators. The trip to the Ghost Territory hadn't been good for them either. These seven appeared haggard, with so still carrying injuries, new wounds overlapping old ones, but after surrounding Wang Xiaoqiang, their faces still showed excitent,
Although they had endured countless hardships, bringing Wang Xiaoqiang's head to Prince Ann would still be a significant achievent, and future prosperity was within reach.
"Wang Xiaoqiang, you're really an unkillable Little Qiang, still alive until now..." The leader of the assassin group stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with interest, a playful smile on his face, only that his face was sinister and carried deep resentnt.
"Since you know I'm an unkillable Little Qiang, are you here to die?" Wang Xiaoqiang crossed his arms, appearing relaxed as he looked calmly at the leader, sneering as he spoke.
"Humph, Wang Xiaoqiang, if it wasn't for your luck last ti, do you think you'd still be alive now? But luck won't always be on your side," the leader was confident in dealing with Wang Xiaoqiang, so he beca arrogant:
"Wang Xiaoqiang, let's see where you run this ti, if you can escape from my grasp, I'll kill myself on the spot."
"That's what you said. Do you keep your word?" Wang Xiaoqiang smiled playfully and said.
Yue Buhui, seeing that those surrounding them were all experts above the Fifth Soldier Realm of the Immortal Sage, felt uncertain, so he reminded Wang Xiaoqiang, "Little Qiang, a careful navigator sails for a thousand years, don't fall for his trap..."
Wang Xiaoqiang turned to reassure him with a smile, "Don't worry! If I were so mindless, I wouldn't have survived until now."
The leader's face darkened, "Of course, I keep my word."
"Okay, today's the day I watch you commit suicide, I bet it'll be quite entertaining. Haha..."
With that, Wang Xiaoqiang charged directly toward one of the assassins.
Yue Buhui also did not hesitate, tapping the Immortal Sword in his arms with his right hand, and the sword rose slowly into the air, emitting a sharp cry that clearly sounded like a woman's shrill scream, making people's hearts tremble.
The assassins looked up in shock at the Immortal Sword, their faces showing awe and disbelief. The leader's expression changed to one of seriousness and loudly warned, "The opponent has already cultivated a sword spirit, everyone be cautious in battle!"
At this mont, the assassins' attention was all drawn to Yue Buhui's Immortal Sword, instead neglecting Wang Xiaoqiang,
After all, they had fought with Wang Xiaoqiang before, knew his strength and spell techniques, aware that he had the Sun-Shooting Bow for ranged attacks and the Thunderclap Annihilation Palm for close quarters, and had made so summaries, also having developed ways and strategies to deal with it.
However...
When Wang Xiaoqiang reached the assassin, he didn't use the Thunderclap Annihilation Palm to attack but instead pulled out a large hamr. Before the assassin could react, Wang Xiaoqiang swung the hamr toward him.
The assassin was shocked and quickly dodged, but was ultimately hit by the blast wave from the War God Hamr, spewing blood as he was knocked back, flying away.
Wang Xiaoqiang didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, lightning-fast, he charged forward, giving the heavily wounded assassin another smashing blow with the hamr.
With a boom, it landed on the assassin's head, smashing it to a pulp.
The assassin's head burst like a shattered waterlon, with brain matter and blood spraying, red and white everywhere, and ultimately, the assassin perished on the spot without even a scream.
This scene was so shockingly intense that it imdiately pulled the assassins' attention from the Immortal Sword back to Wang Xiaoqiang.
The six remaining assassins now had their eyes on Wang Xiaoqiang's War God Hamr, showing anger, awe, and fear.
Just as the assassins shifted their focus, Yue Buhui waved the sword technique, the Immortal Sword let out a woman's sharp cry, the light flashed, and it roared down, slashing toward one of the assassins.
During the slash, the light of the Immortal Sword revealed the faint image of a woman's figure, looking extrely graceful.
Next mont!
Boom!
The sword light struck the assassin, sending him flying, spewing blood from his mouth, eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
This sword strike seed to leave no visible damage on his body, yet it was indeed a fatal blow.
The mont he was struck, he distinctly felt as if he'd been slapped twice by a woman, and that woman was clearly the opponent's sword spirit. Those two strikes were enough to claim his life.
"Go!" Instantly two were killed, the leader was extrely shocked, but at the critical mont, he forcibly steadied his mind, shouting to the other four assassins, quickly condensing divine weapons and attacking Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang deliberately avoided the leader, instead, wielded the hamr and charged toward another assassin.
"The sword spirit has ford! Haha, the sword spirit has ford!!"
Yue Buhui, staring at his own Immortal Sword, shouted excitedly and jubilantly, moved to tears,
After warming the sword for a week, the spirit within finally took shape, not only doubling the sword's power but in ti, the sword spirit could completely break free from the Immortal Sword, beco a human body, turn into a woman, appearing before him, just thinking about it moved him to tears uncontrollably. (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets in Qidian, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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