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"Oops!"

Suddenly someone's complexion changed drastically, and he glanced at the waiter who was in a coma next to him: "The blow was so tyrannical just now. Can we watch this blow alive?"

This is indeed a question that goes deep into the soul.

Naturally capable people will not worry, after all, this is just the aftermath of a battle, but there are many people who are not proficient in cultivation in the lobby!

After hearing these words, many people's complexions changed suddenly and their hearts were timid.

The old man beside Mr. Zhu suddenly sighed slightly: "I am afraid it is too late to evacuate now!"

"Don't worry!"

Old Man Zhu shook his head, and then looked at the blind man Ju.

Ju blind nodded, flipped his hand and took out a formation.

Entering Qi Jin into it, the nodes on the formation plate were lit up in turn, and then he gave a light drink, and directly threw the formation plate upward.

The array was filled with whistling sounds, and then the entire lobby was shrouded in a huge blue light.

No one had thought that Liu Zhengyang and Wu Chaozi's random blow would be so powerful, so they were caught off guard. In fact, the defense here is not bad at all.

The blue mask looked as thin as a cicada's wing, but it had a certain blocking effect even against the five strong ones.

This is the sincerity brought out by the black market auction. Although the consumption is a bit painful, it doesn't care about it at this time.

On the square, Wu Chaozi's hand lightly paused.

The hilt of the sword was out of its sheath, and the cold light suddenly appeared. What was even more surprising was that behind Wu Chaozi, a figure with an illusory face appeared, and many people exclaimed when they saw this scene.

"Sword spirit! It turned out to be a sword spirit!"

"This Wu Chaozi hides so deeply! No wonder he can work so hard to cultivate his sword. It turns out that this piece has a sword spirit!"

Hearing this, someone shook his head and retorted.

"It's not that this sword has a sword spirit, but Wu Chaozi actually used this sword to grind out a sword spirit!"

After speaking, he explained again.

"Look at that sword spirit's face, it's extremely illusory. Obviously, the newly born sword spirit hasn't fully formed yet! Unexpectedly, Wu Chaozi's ambition is far greater than we thought!"

Everyone also understood that Wu Chaozi not only wanted to use a sword to cut off the shackles on his body, but also wanted to use the sword to cast the soul of the sword spirit!

The process of soul casting is different for everyone. What Wu Chaozi needs is to thoroughly integrate his sword intent with the sword spirit, so that in the future the long sword will have spirit, and his strength will naturally rise to the next level!

"The name of this sword is Qingshuang. I have been with me for ten years. Liu is in charge and offends!"

Liu Zhengyang squinted his eyes. At this time, the essence of plants and trees in his hand had gradually receded, and he was also curious about Wu Chaozi's soul-casting process.

After all, the poisonous acts on the chessboard must have been broken up, and the protection of the spirit has been missing, so he could take this opportunity to learn.

"Also let me see how strong your Hidden Edge Sword is!"

Liu Zhengyang squeezed the tactics in his hands, and a war intent was born in his heart.

Wu Chaozi's eyes lit up suddenly, without any hesitation at the moment.

As the long sword slowly left its sheath, the chain that seemed to have been suppressing him seemed to break every inch.

At the same time, Wu Chaozi's compelling aura began to fall back a little bit, and everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

"It's going! It's going to begin!"

These people even subconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed on Wu Chaozi's changes, even if they were stung by the sword qi, their eyes were still stiff, just to witness the birth of the legend.