Chapter 438 Flying Sword

Chu Zhiyuan was dubious: "Can you directly achieve this state by swallowing one person?"

"This is the real Huai Su Jue."

"The others are not practicing the real Huai Su Jue?"

"It's all just fur."

"Is it because they are not qualified? They are not savvy enough?"

"That's right, it's just that I don't have enough understanding and I can't understand the artistic conception of Huai Su. I'm really wasting natural resources and wasting my essence and blood."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I have killed so many masters of the evil sect, but so far I have only encountered one of your true successors. Why don't those true successors come to kill me?"

"I just don't bother with the siege."

"It's rare to be so arrogant. I also have a statue of the Lord of the Tianxin Sect. Why don't they ask for it?"

"Who says you won't ask for it?"

A figure floated down and landed next to Xie Wufeng.

But it was a young man with handsome appearance. He looked at Chu Zhiyuan with a smile: "Lu Yuhua, the true successor of Tianxin Sect, has met the fourth prince."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him, and he was also the master, and said with a smile: "How many people have you killed to reach your current level?"

"I can't count them." Lu Yuhua said with a disdainful smile: "Who can remember this."

Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "Tianxin Sect really kills the most people."

"Your Majesty, you are really rotten. In this world, people eat people. If you don't eat people, others will eat you." Lu Yuhua's handsome face was full of ridicule.

Chu Zhiyuan was silent.

Lu Yuhua hummed, "Just like you, Your Majesty, you also rely on killing people to perform meritorious deeds in exchange for training resources. How is it any different from us directly killing people?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It's the same as killing, but the difference between me and you is that when I kill, I kill the person who deserves to be killed."

"To put it nicely, who is going to judge which should be killed and which should not be killed?" Lu Yuhua sneered: "This power is in your hands. Whoever you say should be killed should be killed. It is extremely hypocritical."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Killing innocent people indiscriminately, shouldn't they die?"

"Innocent, how do you know whether he is innocent or not?"

"If you have not committed any crime, you are naturally innocent."

"He is not guilty of adultery, but may he be violent and cruel?"

"You two want to sit down and discuss things with me?"

Chu Zhiyuan was too lazy to talk. There was no need to talk too much to two dead people.

Xie Wufeng said slowly: "Then let's learn the sword skills of the prince. I ask again, can the prince hand over the statue of the venerable?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "You can take it according to your ability. Kill me or cripple me, and you can take it away."

"Then don't blame us for being tricky." Xie Wufeng said slowly.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly took out the spirit-sealing box and quickly put the statue into the box.

The feeling of danger ended abruptly.

Chu Zhiyuan looked up at him and said with a smile, "What a good idea."

One attracts him to speak, and the other acts secretly to activate the statue of the Lord.

It is not an ordinary force to make oneself feel dangerous.

It must be to use the power within the statue of the Venerable or to attract supernatural forces from outside.

No matter what the force is, it is the force that can kill oneself.

Xie Wufeng sighed and looked at Lu Yuhua.

Lu Yuhua was helpless: "It's really cunning, just a little bit off."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and put the spirit-sealing box into his sleeve, and put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"See you later!" Xie Wufeng cupped his fists and suddenly walked away.

Lu Yuhua screamed strangely: "I will come to you after I become a grand master and take the statue of the Venerable."

When he spoke, his words were directed to nowhere.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: "When you come, stay."

"Tsk! Tsk!"

Two phantoms suddenly shot through their hearts and emerged with blood.

The two figures stagnated for a moment, then turned into a stream of light and shot into the distance.

"Chi! Chi!" Two more shadows shot through their foreheads.

The four knives were hidden in the void. As Chu Zhiyuan spoke, they slowly floated up and moved closer behind the two of them.

The two of them made little moves while talking.

So does he.

Four flying knives were lying in ambush where they must pass, and suddenly appeared, the two of them couldn't avoid it.

He could only watch and be shot.

The first time it shot into the heart, it was even more difficult to avoid.

With the knife in their hearts urging them to activate the secret technique, they were no longer very clear-headed. They only wanted speed and their reactions could not keep up.

So the second batch of flying knives could easily hit their eyebrows and kill them.

He watched quietly as the two of them fell to the ground, and then quickly shrunk.

He didn't rush forward.

But full of expectations.

True disciples are completely different from ordinary disciples, there must be something good around them.

The Bi Luo Zhen robe that he is currently wearing, which he has been reluctant to take off, is the treasure of Zhang Youling, the true successor of the Jade Cauldron Sect.

What good things do these two true heirs have?

The two shrunk very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they had turned into two skeletons.

Besides the skeleton, there are two other things.

A small wooden sword and a black iron plate.

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised.

Attention falls on the small wooden sword first.

The palm-length wooden sword looks like a child's toy at first glance.

But it is extremely exquisite, with delicate and clear patterns, just like blooming flowers.

In the light of the cave, these patterns are moving, and the flowers seem to be blooming slowly.

The difference between the small sword seen with the naked eye and the small sword in the cave photo is the stillness and movement of the pattern.

He stretched out his hand curiously.

The small sword flew into his hand, feeling as light as a feather in his hand.

He uses his energy to concentrate.

The small sword glowed slightly and floated slowly.

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised.

This is lighter and smoother than my own flying knife.

This is a natural flying sword!

He always felt that the Sword Control Technique of the Yuxu Sword Sect was far less powerful than the Dragon Transformation Technique.

Now that he saw this little sword, he vaguely understood.

The foundation of Yuxu Sword Sect is the sword.

What I have been lacking is this sword, a sword like this small sword.

Under the stimulation of the Sword Control Technique, it becomes more and more agile, like an arm moving fingers, without any lag or hindrance.

The small sword flew away quickly, and then shot back again. The speed was extremely fast, faster than any of his flying knives.

And the distance is further.

The range of super-sensory hole illumination is the range it can reach.

Controlling this sword does not consume your energy at all, but feels light and smooth, and even feels replenishing.

This feeling was so wonderful that it made him linger and indulge in it endlessly.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

The small sword passed through each tree without any hindrance, as if it was passing through the shadow of the tree.

Wherever it passed, trees exploded to pieces.

Chu Zhiyuan was even more surprised. It seemed that it had already blown the trees to pieces without using any force at all.

This power is far beyond imagination.

After playing for a while, Chu Zhiyuan reluctantly took back the small sword.

When the sword is activated, two small characters vaguely appear in the pattern, named "Thunder".

Such a light little sword is actually named Thunder.

But considering its speed and power, the name seems to fit.

Chu Zhiyuan held the small sword in his hand and shook his head with emotion.

Among the many flying swords, it is the real flying sword.

After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes and remained motionless, activating a certain technique in the Yuxu Sword Sutra.

The small sword in his hand slowly faded away, as if a clear sword shadow was reflected in the clear cold pool.

Chu Zhiyuan gently pressed it towards the Dantian.

It penetrates into the Dantian.

A small sword appeared in the vortex of Dantian, which was the Thunder Sword.

This is right, this is the real flying sword.

…

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the black iron sign.

The black iron plate looks ordinary, with no strange patterns and ordinary material.

But the fact that it can stay and not be corroded and disappeared by the evil spirit is enough to prove that it is extraordinary.
Chapter completed!