2088: C2088 Moorish's Sword

C2088 Moorish's Sword

"Alright, this is just a small lesson for you. In the future, remember not to trespass into other people's sects." Looking at Xuan Luo, who was lying on the ground with blood spewing out of his mouth, the Second Elder smiled and then disappeared in a flash.2

If you looked down from a high point, you would see a giant handprint on the ground, and Xuan Luo, who was spitting blood, was lying in the center of the first page.

"Elder Xuan Luo, how are you? Are you alright? "

"Elder Xuan Luo, this is a top-notch healing pellet. Quickly consume it."

After JianEr left, the elders helped Xuan Luo up and fed him medicine out of concern.

"I'm fine." Xuan Luo's expression was a little twisted. He shook off everyone's hands and struggled to get up as he yelled, "Sect Master, I'm shaming for Xingluo Sect."

"Humph!" However, there was only a cold snort in reply.

"Elder Xuan Luo, where are you going?"

"Elder Xuan Luo, you can't leave?"

Xuan Luo shook off everyone's hands: "Sorry, colleagues, I don't have the face to stay here any longer. I plan to withdraw from the Xingluo Sect, and find a random place to recuperate from my injuries."

"No, you can't leave."

"That's right, Elder Xuan Luo, where can you go after receiving such heavy injuries? Why don't you stay here and recuperate before making any plans?"

Just as everyone was urging him to stay, the Xingluo Sect Master's voice sounded again, "Let him go!"

"..."

"Finally, I've finished refining it!" Wendu, who had been focused for a long time, heaved a sigh of relief. Even so, his face still looked haggard.

His current condition was like he hadn't slept in two days in the Internet Cafe.

Seeing the twelve Flying Sword that he had refined himself, Wendu laughed foolishly again.

"From now on, I'll call you the inky golden sword." With that, Wendu fell heavily onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, Wendu did not know when it was. Seeing that he had refined twelve Flying Sword, Wendu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. With a wave of his hand, twelve Flying Sword floated in the air.

Perhaps it was because of his own refining that Wendu was able to connect them together so easily. Thinking about what the Third Elder said, Wendu immediately tried to make them into a Sword Formation.

"Since that's the case, then let's form the Primordial Sword Formation." Wendu shouted and edited the program that he had calculated before. Suddenly, he realized that he had lost half of his Spiritual Energy!

What was worth celebrating was that the individual Tai Gu Sword Formation was actually completed.

"Haha …" Wendu laughed out loud: "Don't do it yourself when you encounter any trouble in the future. Just throw it out and it will be fine, haha …"

While laughing, Wendu suddenly thought of the twelve Flying Sword that were gifted to him by Jiansi's Martial Brother. Thus, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he once again took out the twelve Flying Sword.

"Ah!" Liu Da shouted. He had just finished writing his calculations into the twenty-four Flying Sword, but the Spiritual Energy on his body was instantly used up. Moreover, it was too late for him to let go because the Flying Sword were still absorbing his spirit energy nonstop.

"Ah!" Liu Da shouted. He had just finished writing his calculations into the twenty-four Flying Sword, but the Spiritual Energy on his body was instantly used up. Moreover, it was too late for him to let go because the Flying Sword were still absorbing his spirit energy nonstop.

Wendu couldn't help but yell out as he felt pain all over his body.

That's right, Spirit Stone!

Thinking about this, he hurriedly took out two top-grade Spirit Stone s and held them in his hands. Only when his body was replenished did he feel a little better.

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