My magic weapons are all rule-based

Mo Heng agreed firmly, staring at the wooden door of the utility room.

If it were before, he would have 100% confidence in drawing the sword.

But he was killed in one move before, and his confidence was almost cut.

It is possible to draw the White Emperor Holy Sword, but it is unlikely to pull it out successfully.

After all, he is only at the Jindan stage now.

But it doesn't matter if he can't draw it, he must see the White Emperor Holy Sword again today.

Even if it doesn't work this time, it will definitely work next time.

The 999 trials in Lijia Village will definitely help him improve his strength!

Stealing a glance at Mo Heng.

Xu Shan was moved.

What a good young man, with a work attitude similar to what he had when he was an intern.

"Go, Xiao Mo! I wish you success!"

"Yes, senior! But I have a request. I hope I won't be disturbed when I draw my sword, so I may set up some isolation measures. Do you mind?"

"No, go ahead."

Mo Heng raised his head and walked forward with a determined look, pushed open the door of the utility room, and walked into it.

A musty smell of dust hit his nose.

After closing the door, he took out an octagonal diamond-shaped black jade and placed it on the ground.

The smell of the utility room was immediately isolated from the outside world.

After making all the arrangements, his eyes were fixed on the most central part of the room.

On a square bright silver metal platform, the sword that he was extremely familiar with and deeply remembered was inserted in it!

The White Emperor's Holy Sword!

Mo Heng's eyes moved, and he did not rush forward to draw his sword.

Instead, he stretched out his hand and tremblingly touched the Heart-Slaying Sword.

The corners of his eyes gradually became moist: "Sword... do you still remember me?"

The Heart-Slaying Sword slowly glowed with a trace of red light....

"Sure enough, sure enough you still remember me!" Mo Heng covered his chest and suppressed his excitement, "I was not strong enough before, but today I am no longer the weakling I used to be. You and I will definitely be able to create a new world!"

The Heart-Slaying Sword began to flash faster and faster, and the frequency gradually became crazy.

Outdoors, Xu Shan leaned against a tree, holding the arrangement of the Heroes Gathering in his hand, studying it carefully.

Originally, he should have been in charge of the progress of the event, and there would be some advertisements to be shown later.

He also needed to observe the effect.

But Mo Heng came and crossed the bar, which was really not beautiful.

He still needed to re-plan his time.

He was not worried about the Heart-Slaying Sword.

That kid couldn't pull it out even if he used the power of the plug pill.

He was the owner of the sword, and there was Shenfeng Wanxiang holding the sword body, plus the huge gap in strength, there was no possibility.

Xu Shan was studying the schedule when Zhang Biao suddenly spoke.

"Master Xu, there seems to be a glow in that room, it's a bit creepy."

"Ah?" Xu Shan turned his head to look at the utility room.

It turned out to be normal.

"What?"

"It was gone just now."

"Ah." Xu Shan continued to study the schedule with his head down.

"It's here again!"

"Huh?" Xu Shan quickly looked to the side, and it turned out to be normal.

"Really, it really glowed, I can't see it clearly." Zhang Biao said speechlessly, "The light went out as soon as you turned your head."

"Ah, coincidence." Xu Shan thought, "There is no spiritual power reaction, and no sound can be heard. This kid has a lot of treasures on him, and his method of isolating space is quite clever. Mo Heng's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he should have some unique skills. The light should be made by him."

"What if he really pulls out the sword?"

"Hehe, what are you thinking, how can I not know that he pulled out the Heart-Slaying Sword? If he has this ability, I will drink all the toilets in Lijia Village dry! Instead of worrying about this, you might as well help me think about it and say something to fool him."

....

In the utility room, Mo Heng was still mumbling affectionately.

Seeing that the red light of the Heart-Slaying Sword disappeared strangely twice, he hurriedly said nervously: "What's wrong? What happened? Or do you want to say something?"

The Heart-Slaying Sword emits a soft red light, flickering slightly.

Mo Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know what the flashing of the sword meant!

But he had received the intention of the White Emperor Holy Sword!

"I know, you have already acknowledged that I am your master... Now it depends on whether I have the ability to control you, I will let you out now!"

Mo Heng stood up, his eyes were more determined than ever before.

He took a step forward, stepped onto the square silver platform, and held the hilt of the Heart-Slaying Sword with both hands.

Mo Heng's breath sank into his dantian and he shouted loudly.

"Ha!!!"

The Heart-Slaying Sword didn't move at all...

"Ha!!!" Mo Heng shouted again, but the Heart-Slaying Sword still didn't move at all.

After trying twice, Mo Heng panted and took a half step back.

No... I couldn't pull it out at all, and it looked like I was going to get some internal injuries.

"Sword... Help me!"

Mo Heng made up his mind again, and his eyes widened as he stepped forward to hold the sword.

The spiritual power in his body flowed violently, tearing the meridians in an instant!

A thread of blood began to flow out along the skin.

"Ah!!!!"

Mo Heng shouted, and the Heart-Slaying Sword flashed.

Each man and his sword exerted their strength at the same time, as if they were trying to break free from the constraints of heaven and earth.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!" Mo Heng's eyes were bloodshot.

His sleeves were already filled with the muscles of the applause.

With the efforts of both parties, Shenfeng Wanxiang finally made a piercing sound.

This sound was like the claws of a giant beast rubbing against a steel plate, and it even pierced Mo Heng's ears directly.

The Heart-Slaying Sword that was firmly inserted into Shenfeng Wanxiang pulled itself out to the height of a finger.

Mo Heng was panting wildly with blood on his lips, and he was ecstatic when he saw the sword sticking out.

It worked... With his current strength, he still had hope of pulling out the sword.

And he could clearly feel that the sword was helping him!

"Soon, we will succeed soon, let's do it again." Mo Heng encouraged.

The red light on the sword became much weaker, and when he heard Mo Heng's words, it flashed twice again.

"Come again! Ah~~!!!"

.....

"Master Xu, why don't you go in and take a look? He can't pull it out, so why is he staying in there for so long?" Zhang Biao said helplessly.

"If he wants to pull it out, let him pull it out. It doesn't matter if he works for a while."

"No, I have no objection to him pulling out the sword, but didn't you notice that this kid is so stubborn? He is already injured, so don't let him tire himself to death in there."

"Hey, don't say that, it's true, let's go and take a look."

Xu Shan put away the documents in his hand and walked towards the utility room.

Ordinary people may tire themselves to death while working, and at least there is a process.

But the spiritual power of the monks is extremely strong. If a person has a strong will and does not relax under pressure, he is fully capable of tormenting and defeating himself without knowing it.

Although Mo Heng took a magical pill, he did not know how effective it was.

If the injuries on his body still have a great impact, it is not impossible to kill himself with one effort.

.....