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Chapter 133 Conquering the Sword Spirit (Part 1)

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    Hearing two more system sounds, Meng Dingding nodded.

    Yes, the loyalty of these two sword spirits is a bit low.

    But as long as you surrender to yourself, it will be fine!

    Thinking about it, Meng Jing took out three ordinary spiritual stones from the ring with a flick of his finger.

    Then, he handed it to the three people, one each.

    The three people were also stunned. They stretched out their hands sluggishly and took the transparent spirit stone, slightly surprised.

    The grade of this spiritual stone, as a spiritual weapon, they have also understood the preciousness of this thing.

    A spiritual stone with impurities would probably be worth a lot of money in Xuanwu Town.

    At the moment, this spiritual stone does not have any impurities in it. When you touch it, a trace of warm spiritual energy flows into your whole body, and a pleasant feeling comes over you.

    Even my own cultivation level has a vague feeling that I am about to make a breakthrough.

    Among them, the most surprising thing was the weak woman. After receiving the spirit stone, the large wounds on her body began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    It didn¡¯t take long for the woman¡¯s pale face to become more rosy.

    Then, Xiaobai and Xiaobai all knelt down towards Meng Jing.

    "I, Yujian, no matter who I serve from now on, I am willing to follow my master!"

    I, Xiaobai, no matter who I serve from now on, I am willing to follow my master!

    The two of them looked respectful.

    The other party said it could save his life.

    ¡°I had given up hope of living, thinking this was an unlikely event.

    But who would have thought that all of this is true.

    Someone with such strength must of course choose to follow you 100%!

    And Meng Jing also nodded. He didn't expect that he would be 100% loyal so quickly.

    This sword spirit is too simple!

    "Don't worry, I will arrange a suitable host for you!"

    Meng Jing just wanted to continue talking, but the old man who was sent flying by Meng Jing's punch got up in the ruins.

    ¡°You little thing, you dare to attack me secretly!¡±

    Blood spilled from the corner of the old man's mouth, and he looked at Meng Jing angrily.

    The breath on his body is also gushing out crazily!

    After a while, the room was filled with the aura of the little spiritual master realm!

    That strong sense of oppression made the three people who were a little excited just now turn pale and pale.

    "You enter my ring first!"

    Meng Jing looked at the three people with ugly faces and said something.

    Under such a sense of oppression, given the endurance of these three people's spiritual weapons, I'm afraid they won't be able to sustain it for long.

    As expected, some sword spirits beside the old man made a cracking sound after the old man released a strong sense of oppression.

    The remaining spiritual weapons also turned into pieces one after another.

    "Yes, sir!"

    "Yes, sir!"

    "Yes, sir!"

    After Meng Jing finished speaking, the bodies of the three people floating in the air turned into a wisp of smoke and got into each other's spiritual weapons.

    Meng Jing waved his hand and put them all into the ring.

    After collecting it, Meng Jing looked at the old man with a calm expression as he released his cultivation level strength.

    When he released his cultivation strength like this, all the spiritual weapons around him were broken, and some spiritual weapons with cultivation strength were still struggling.

    But judging from the current situation, it won¡¯t be long before those spiritual weapons will also end up like that.

    Originally, I was embarrassed to recycle such sword spirits. After all, there is no injustice and no enmity, not to mention that those sword spirits are also considered a life.

    It¡¯s really embarrassing to let myself take action.

    But it¡¯s different now. With the old man helping me, I only need to recycle it together!

    Saved a lot of unnecessary trouble!

    The old man was also surprised when he saw Meng Jing being so calm.

    "You little thing, why don't you do anything?"

    As a young spiritual master, many people would tremble and their legs would feel weak when they saw him.

    But the young man in front of him seemed to have nothing going on, and even looked at him like he was an idiot.

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    Where has the sense of oppression gone?

    "Why do I need anything else?"

    Meng Jing smiled and looked at the old man.

    He once again took out the yellow grade spiritual weapon in his hand.

    After passing five levels and killing six generals, the grade of this spiritual weapon has reached the top level of the yellow level.

    Soon, you will reach the lower level of Xuanjie.

    By then, the sword spirit will almost be born!

    So, let¡¯s practice with the old man in front of us!

    When the old man saw Meng Jing taking out a yellow-level spiritual weapon, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on his face.

    "I don't know why you, a little thing, are not afraid of me. Maybe you are trying to be brave, but taking out a yellow-level spiritual weapon would be too small for me!"

    "What? What level of spiritual weapon do you think your strength is worthy of?"

    Meng Jing asked.

    Such an old man actually wants to think highly of the other person.

    Based on his previous strength, he would have been somewhat overestimating this old man's strength.

    "But, as a person in the realm of a great spiritual master, why should I be afraid of a person in the realm of a small spiritual master?"

    It¡¯s nothing more than curiosity about what the other person said before.

    What¡¯s more, it¡¯s the old man¡¯s strength.

    This old man¡¯s strength is at the level of a small spiritual master, and he does not look very good.

    However, for those sects outside, they are extremely powerful beings.

    Therefore, Meng Jing plans to subdue this old man if he can. If he can't subdue him, he will recycle it and exchange it for spiritual stones, which can also be worth a lot of spiritual stones.

    Improving your own strength is also a good choice.

    After saying that, the old man chuckled again.

    "With my strength, it must be a Xuan-level spiritual weapon. Are you the only one who only has the spirit-transformation realm to be equipped with a Xuan-level spiritual weapon?"

    The Mysterious Class spiritual weapon can only be owned by a third-grade weapon refiner. How could a young boy like him own such a high-level spiritual weapon?

    Hearing this, Meng Jing silently put away the Huang class spiritual weapon.

    Seeing this scene, the old man smiled silently and was about to mock the other person out loud.

    I saw that the other party raised a hand again, and with a touch of his fingers, a more powerful aura came over him.

    "How is that possible! Where did you, a young boy, get a mysterious weapon of the Mysterious Order level?"

    The old man's face turned red as if someone had slapped him in the face.

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    ¡°And, from the looks of it, this grade doesn¡¯t seem to be too low.

    Do you want to be slapped in the face like this?

    "Are you satisfied now?"

    Meng Jing held Long Ji in his hand and looked at her with a smile.

    The other party insists on reaching out to slap me in the face, and I can¡¯t refuse!

    This is the first time I heard such a perverted request.

    The old man was about to cry without tears, but soon his expression turned gloomy again.

    "In that case, I won't be polite anymore, I'll use your spiritual weapon to start with!"

    After the words fell, the old man's soles of his feet suddenly stepped on the ground under his feet, and the stone bricks on the ground suddenly cracked.

    The next moment, the figure burst out and disappeared on the ground.

    Meng Jing didn¡¯t have much expression towards the old man who was attacking him.

    With a flick of his wrist, he took out Long Ji from his hand.

    Suddenly, a fiery red figure blocked Meng Jing's body.

    "Feng Yu, you are seeking death!"

    It can be seen that the old man mistook Long Ji for Cheng Fengyu from the blurry figure that appeared.

    After all, both of them are wearing red clothes.

    "Whoever hurts my master will die!"

    Soon, Long Ji also made a cold shout at the arrival of the old man.

    After saying that, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped rapidly, and from where Long Ji was, an invisible wave of swords rippled out.

    The old man's figure was obviously not able to withstand the opponent's sword energy. The figure that was approaching quickly stayed on the ground and became still.

    ¡°Then, the moment the invisible sword wave hit the old man, the old man¡¯s body suddenly couldn¡¯t bear it.

    Like a kite whose string has been torn off, it flies out upside down.

    With a loud bang, it hit the wall of the sword loft on the fourth floor again.

    Suddenly, the room on the fourth floor became a mess.

    The old man also spit out a mouthful of blood.

    "Are you convinced?"

    Meng Jing walked forward slowly, glanced at the illusory figure of the old man, and asked.

    Seeing Meng Jing¡¯s arrival, the old man¡¯s ugly face forced out a smile, and he suddenly grabbed Meng Jing with one hand.

    In the palm of his hand, he saw a red fireball burning immediately, and he smashed it without hesitation (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com)The stringy kite flew upside down.

    With a loud bang, it hit the wall of the sword loft on the fourth floor again.

    Suddenly, the room on the fourth floor became a mess.

    The old man also spit out a mouthful of blood.

    "Are you convinced?"

    Meng Jing walked forward slowly, glanced at the illusory figure of the old man, and asked.

    Seeing Meng Jing¡¯s arrival, the old man¡¯s ugly face forced out a smile, and he suddenly grabbed Meng Jing with one hand.

    In the palm of his hand, he saw a fiery red fireball burning immediately, and he smashed it over without hesitation (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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