Tyrant Sword Soul - Chapter 1217

The gray light flickered around him with a strong breath.

Just now, I said I was discussing with him, but in fact, everyone knows that Wang yujiawei is carrying five blessings. If he doesn’t agree, he will be blamed for all these mistakes.

The water in the blood dragon pool flows around them, reflecting the light of the distant sun, and it is not true to see underwater.

Time passed quietly. Wu Fu still had a faint look. He stared at Wang Yu tightly and didn’t speak for a long time.

“OK, I promise you.”

As the guardian spirit of Wufu sword, Wufu has been stored at the bottom of the blood dragon pool for more than a thousand years. Since the war thousands of years ago, the little soul has been sealed, the red flame halberd has fallen among the Wufeng people, and the wind devil has been suppressed under the cliffs in the northern region of Wufu. The four artifacts have encountered different experiences. They come to the same goal again after a thousand years.

Wu Fu doesn’t want to be born. Wang Yu can understand that, just like the wind devil he saw under the cliff at the beginning, there are too many gratitude and resentments in the world. As a guardian spirit with simple thinking, he doesn’t have complex tricks and all kinds of conspiracies like human beings.

They just don’t want to be cheated and used anymore.

Standing on the last floor of the blood dragon pool, Wang Yu also held the gray Wufu sword in his hand. At this time, Wufu has voluntarily sealed all his guardian spirit body in the sword body. He will not come out again unless Wang Yu puts him here again.

Even if he promised to integrate the four swords, doesn’t Wufu want to get entangled in the complex human and worldly sophistication of the world?

“Come on, we should go up. It’s urgent.”

Xin Yue stood behind Wang Yu. After the previous negotiation, she could also understand the feelings of ChiYan. Over the years, she had never belonged to anyone. The apparent “master” relationship was just a necessary process for her to show in front of the world.

In fact, among the guardians of the four ancient divine swords, no one really wants to participate in such killing.

“Well, we should go.”

Wang Yu turned and looked at Xin Yue. He also gently held her palm and moved his mind. The gray Wufu sword in his hand had turned into a burst of light and penetrated into his spiritual consciousness.

Among them, there are now two divine Swords: wanhun sword and wind demon sword, as well as the inheritance of three animals and the breath of dragon and Phoenix.

These are all the things Wang Yu gained along the way. Among them, he had his own adventures, and most of them were recovered with strength.

Looking at the gray brilliance and the female light white sand gradually disappear from their eyes, a protective cover condensed by the force of array appeared around Wang Yu and Xin Yue, emitting the same cyan light in the cyan pool water.

The wave light in his eyes changed from cyan to blood red. Wang Yu knew that they had reached the first floor. The protective cover was gently broken. They rushed out of the chaotic and reckless pool water and landed steadily on the shore.

Because of the entrance and exit of the two people, the water surface has a trace of wrinkles, reflecting the dim yellow sunlight——

It’s already afternoon.

Both of them were wet for a while, but they saw the red light flashing in their hands, the flame inheritance was used separately, emitting repeated white smoke, and all the water on their bodies was evaporated.

No one came here. They adjusted slightly on the shore and didn’t find anything different. Knowing that no one found it, they quickly dodged and left here along the route when they came.

It is said that the Wufu sword, which can not be found all over the world, was found silently by Wang Yu and Xin Yue at night.

Of course, at this time, elder Wuchen was still in the study of Wutian college, waiting for Wang Yu to come to the door again. After two days, he was informed by his subordinates that Wang Yu had left Wutian city.

What makes Wu Chen feel more uncomfortable is that someone also said that Wang Yu asked him to search the remaining ghost clansmen in the city, so he won’t be involved more.

“Wang Yu!”

On the day before the opening of Wutian college, almost all the students who came to report in advance heard the voice of his martial master gnashing his teeth, which rang through the roar of most of Wutian city.

Wang Yu and Xin Yue, who had just left and ran back to forget their worries, also encountered their opponents for a long time on the road.

There was a dark area of ghost sect surrounded by two figures, one green and one red. The two sides confronted each other. No one took the lead in action, but saw a hole in the center of ghost sect. The man in light gray robe looked at Wang Yu, smiled, and then opened his mouth:

“Hum, Wang Yu, long time no see.”

Similarly, Wang Yu smiled and replied, “Cao Jinling, you’re still alive.”

Contempt and complete provocation. Wang Yu never intended to talk to Cao Jinling. The smile in his eyes was shallow, but did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Together with what he said, he deepened the meaning of ridicule.

Cao Jinling had hardly won the battle with Wang Yu so many times before, and even his position in front of his adoptive father had been reduced a lot.