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Chapter 611 The irresistible force

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    In a luxurious restaurant.

    The young man in white robe walked in eagerly.

    "Uncle Luo, please help me protect the law. I will first claim this top-notch immortal weapon as its owner."

    After giving a solemn explanation, the young man in white robe eagerly sat down in the room.

    Then he couldn¡¯t wait to take out the top immortal weapon.

    Hold it in your hand and watch.

    This is a top-notch fairy sword.

    The appearance is unremarkable, but it has a heavy weight in the hand, and the mind can clearly feel the terrifying energy inside.

    "Start!"

    The Immortal Yuan wraps the Immortal Sword, causing the Immortal Sword to float in front of you.

    At the same time, the terrifying immortal energy in the white-robed young man's body also started to circulate.

    ?Obviously.

    He immediately started refining the fairy sword and made it his own.

    And with Uncle Luo protecting the outer sect, he is not afraid of any problems.

    A drop of bright red blood slipped from the fingertips and fell on the floating fairy sword.

    With the blessing of blood, refining will get twice the result with half the effort.

    However.

    What he didn¡¯t expect was that an extremely repulsive force spread out from the fairy sword, which almost lifted the white-robed young man sitting cross-legged on the bed.

    Although he stabilized his body in time, he still felt very uncomfortable.

    A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

    "I didn't expect that even with my blood and all my cultivation power, I wouldn't be able to refine it!"

    "A top-level immortal weapon is indeed a top-level immortal weapon. According to legend, the magic weapons that have reached this level already have spirits. Now it seems that this is indeed the case."

    He was not surprised but happy, and the light in his eyes became brighter.

    ?Obviously.

    The stronger the fairy sword becomes, the more powerful it will be after it is truly refined.

    "It's true that I underestimated the top-level immortal weapon."

    "It seems that I need to sacrifice my blood essence."

    "Although my essence and blood are extremely precious, it is worth spending even one drop for this top-notch immortal weapon."

    ??While talking.

    He bit the tip of his tongue.

    A drop of blood spilled out, and it turned out to be golden, and even the blood itself was glowing.

    Then it drips down the tip of your tongue.

    It fell on the fairy sword.

    "Refining!"

    The moment the essence and blood fell, the young man in white robe quickly made hand seals, and the power of his body was unreservedly directed towards the fairy sword.

    Boom!

    The fairy sword strikes back again.

    A powerful force suddenly burst out from it, hitting the white-robed young man hard and sending him flying backwards.

    "Damn it!"

    ¡°What¡¯s going on with this broken sword!¡±

    He looked gloomy and shouted unwillingly: "Why can't I refine it even with the power of my essence and blood?"

    Just when he looked unwilling and didn't know what to do, a sudden voice suddenly appeared in the room.

    "snort!"

    "Even if this sword is just one of my master's countless scraps, how can a waste like you be able to refine it without his consent?"

    As soon as the voice fell.

    Immediately, the young man in white robe shuddered suddenly, his hair stood on end, and his back felt chilly.

    Because with his strength, he couldn't sense the specific location of this person.

    What shocked him even more was that Mr. Luo was standing outside the door and there was no movement at all. It was obvious that he had not noticed the existence of this person at all.

    "Who are you?"

    "Now that you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

    The young man in white robe raised his vigilance, looked into the empty room, and shouted loudly.

    His voice fell.

    Just when he saw a man in black robe appearing out of thin air in front of him.

    He has a small body.

    The whole body was wrapped in a huge robe.

    As for the appearance, it was wrapped in a thick layer of fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

    "Who are you?"

    The young man in white robe narrowed his eyes and at the same time took back the immortal sword that had not yet been refined.

    "The God of Eternal Tribulation!"

    "This is great!"

    An understatement came from the black robe.

    Behind the fog, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes looking at him, which made the white-robed young man's hair stand on end and he subconsciously took two steps back.

      But when he heard the words of the man in black robe, he suddenly lost his fear and raised his head and laughed.

    "Benwei Skull, if my guess is correct, are you the Uncle Skull mentioned by those three losers before? It's really a joke that you are still a god of eternal calamity!"

    The young man in white robe completely relaxed, looked coldly at the man in black robe in front of him, and said confidently: "Although I don't know how you avoided Mr. Luo and me, I really thought I didn't check you.  ?¡±

    "You are neither from the Heavenly Immortal Palace nor a powerful person above the Starry Immortal Realm. There is no such person as you."

    "so what?"

    A strange voice came from the black robe.

    "So, I don't take you seriously."

    "As for you coming here, you must be here for this fairy sword, right?"

    The young man in white robe raised the corner of his mouth jokingly, and said leisurely: "The fairy sword is in my hand, let me see if you have what it takes to take it."

    "very good."

    Under the black robe.

    Just a simple sentence.

    But after this sentence fell.

    The gravity of the entire room suddenly increased ten thousand times.

    "Boom!"

    Almost instantly, the face of the white-robed young man who had been smiling just now changed drastically. Under the absolute gravity, his legs could not bear it at all and exploded into pieces.

    "Ahhhh"

    The young man who lost his legs fell directly to the ground with his upper body.

    The screams were heartbreaking.

    His crippled body lay on the floor, unable to move, as if a hundred thousand mountains were pressing on him.

    "Then, the young man saw the man in black robe flicking his fingers again.

    ??????????? Then the palm of his hand holding the sword exploded out of thin air, exploding into a rain of blood.

    "ah!!!!"

    A shrill scream came out of his mouth again, and the painful young man broke into cold sweat all over his body.

    That kind of power just now

    Actually, he was unable to compete!

    "Who are you?"

    The young man lay on the ground, raised his head and said with hatred on his face.

    The man in black robe was silent.

    Just looked at him condescendingly.

    And it was this silence that made the young man feel horrified.

    "Sir, there seems to be movement in the room, are you okay?" At this moment, Mr. Luo's questioning voice came from outside the door.

    Hearing this voice, the young man's eyes gleamed, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

    "Mr. Luo, save me."

    He tried his best and shouted as loud as he could.

    As the voice fell, the door behind him suddenly exploded.

    It was Mr. Luo who rushed in.

    When I came in, I saw a young man with no legs and one hand lying on the ground like a cicada. Mr. Luo's expression changed drastically.

    ¡°Sir, what happened!¡±

    "He, it's all him, kill him quickly, I want him to go to hell!"

    Seeing Mr. Luo in front of him, the young man pointed his only palm at the man in black robes in front of him, and his voice was filled with hysterics.

    "How dare you hurt the young master? Even if you go to heaven or earth, I will kill you!"

    Mr. Luo also drew his sword in an instant.

    This sword.

    The whole room turned into a vacuum just by the sword intent that shrouded it.

    And the sword in his hand is an intermediate-level fairy weapon.

    ?Obviously.

    This attack is a killing move, without any reservation.

    "Obviously Mr. Luo also knows that the man in black robes in front of him can destroy the young man in the reincarnation fairyland into such a state under his nose, so he must be a top master.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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