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"Another person who covets Hirumaru's power?"
As soon as Su Mo walked in, he saw a man with a murderous aura in front of him saying these words.
He replied strangely.
"Covet your power?"
"Little Broken Knife, are you a little too confident in your so-called strength?"
"Am I too confident?"
The Sword Soul smiled coldly: "Everyone who comes in is like you, disdainful of my power, and after seeing my power, you will become crazy and greedy for it!"
Having said that, he pointed at Harada Yusuke, who was lying on the ground, covering his face and looking at Su Mo blankly.
"Just look at this guy, he is like this, and you will be the same as him. In the end, you will just become my puppet!"
It seems that this sword spirit has never seen power, or too many people covet his power, which leads to his mysterious self-confidence now.
It feels like everyone in the world comes here to pursue his power.
Unfortunately, Su Mo is not like that. He came in here because the unconscious Harada Yusuke was really too weak.
Only when he senses malicious intent will he swing his sword instinctively. Not to mention the power of each move, how pitiful he is so weak.
He didn't even have basic accuracy. Even if Guan Shihua came, he could easily dodge it without any help.
That's why Su Mo came in specifically to urge the two of them to merge quickly and not waste everyone's time.
I just didn't expect that someone would show off here as soon as I came in.
So he took a step forward, speaking calmly.
"Do you know what power is?"
"Come on, attack with all your might!"
The Sword Spirit did not speak, but held an illusory sword and swung it obediently towards Su Mo.
The flames in the sky engulfed Su Mo like a tsunami.
This was a powerful man who was good at using fire and was killed by the demon sword Hirumaru. His soul was imprisoned so that he could use this move.
Watching the flames in the sky begin to condense and surround Su Mo in all directions, it looks like a pillar of fire.
Daohun just smiled faintly, knowing that this would be the result.
Another reckless boy who doesn't know what strength is. It's not an insult to you if he dies like this.
This is a grand funeral!
It just hasn't been long.
The burning and jumping flames suddenly solidified, and the sword spirit that had been watching this place had a frozen expression.
In his sight, the flames surrounding Su Mo seemed to have been hit by something and exploded directly, turning into sparks all over the sky and dissipating.
Su Mo reappeared in his sight without any injury.
"Tsk, that's some power!"
The sword spirit then swung the sword again, using the power gained from a strong man that Hirumaru had once killed.
Its name is Kamikaze Sword.
The scarlet gale turned into countless sharp blades, trying to kill everyone in an airtight manner.
Su Mo, who had just escaped from the flames, watched the scene with interest, and then when the strong wind approached, he stretched out his finger and tapped lightly.
The seemingly fierce wind blade suddenly shattered and turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared into the air.
"Playing with the wind in front of me?"
"I have to say, you are quite courageous." Su Mo chuckled. Now he felt as if he was facing the [Wild Wind Greatsword], except that the power and density of the wind blades were not on the same level.
He walked forward, ignoring all the huge wind blades that came at him.
Only crisp sounds were heard continuously, and the wind blade kept slashing at Su Mo's body and then shattered.
There was no injury at all.
After seeing this scene, the sword spirit that had been swinging its sword to slash out wind blades finally couldn't help but change color.
"Who are you!"
"Me?" Su Mo repeated, then said with a smile, "I will be your opponent in reality after you merge."
"Yes, an opponent like you can really make my blood boil. It's a pity that you are not a swordsman and cannot satisfy my desire!"
The sword spirit raised its head with a hint of ferocity.
This time, without waiting for Su Mo to answer, he held the sword in both hands and ran towards Su Mo in a few leaps.
In his eyes, the three fatal points of the human body emerged: the head, neck, and heart.
Anyone stabbed by the sword will die instantly.
This is the Three-Stage Thrust·Ping Qingyan!
However, at least one scene where the thrust should have hit was different from what he had expected.
These three thrusts were completely blocked by a long sword that Su Mo took out from somewhere.
And it's an extremely comfortable kind.
The sword spirit immediately changed its tactics, and the suppressed Hirumaru turned around, like a returning swallow, and slashed again.
If an ordinary person encountered such an emergency, he would be caught off guard.
But for Su Mo, his sword skills are not as strong as the sword spirit in front of him that is possessed by the sword.
But his strength is countless times stronger than that of the Sword Spirit.
If the opponent made any slight movement, he would not be able to escape his gaze, let alone flipping the blade to use Swallow Return.
"Really? Do you feel insulted too?"
Su Mo looked at the 'drying pole' that kept making sounds, and couldn't help but ask gently.
Yeah, how can I not be angry?
How dare this person use Yan Fan? And such a weak Yan Fan?
It's a complete disgrace to Kojiro Sasaki and his fishing rod.
Moreover, Yan Fan is their exclusive ability!
Not everything can be called a "Yan Fan"!
"Then teach him a lesson."
Su Mo held the pole in one hand and blocked the opponent's upward attack with pure force.
The sword exploded!
A crack immediately appeared on the illusory Hirugan held in the sword spirit's hand, and then spread across the entire blade.
With a slight sound, the illusory leech ball shattered immediately.
Tsk, it broke already?
It's just a toy!
Su Mo took back the [Drying Pole] in his hand, raised his palm, and gave a fierce fight to the Sword Spirit in front of him.
He was also sent flying just like Harada Yusuke who was sent flying by his slap before.
Daohun covered his face, lay on the ground, and stared blankly at Su Mo's empty hand.
The appearance of the long sword he had just taken out suddenly came to his mind, and then he began to compare it with the long swords he knew.
Soon, a long sword that was passed down in history and legend appeared in my mind.
He was so shocked that he couldn't help but scream out.
"Impossible, the thing you just took was Sasaki Kojiro-sama's fishing rod?"
As a swordsmith during his lifetime, he was also extremely fond of swords, so he could easily tell the name of the sword in Su Mo's hand.
"I actually know him. That's quite an insight."
Su Mo raised his eyebrows: "So you've calmed down? You can cooperate with that rubbish over there to make me happy?"
"Sorry, let me refuse!"
The sword soul stood up, with a hint of stubbornness: "Hirumaru will not be controlled by anyone!"
It was he who wanted to fight with the swordsman.
What would it be like if someone else were allowed to control Hirugan?
This can't fulfill his wish at all!
Moreover, he could fight with the sword of the legendary Lord Sasaki Kojiro right now. How could he give up such an opportunity!
He must take over the body of Harada Yusuke to engage in a hearty fight!
"Tsk, so stubborn. I guess I can only try physical exorcism."
Su Mo walked up to Dao Hun, grabbed his head with one hand and lifted him up.
A big fight broke out.
"Uncooperative?"
"impossible!"
Snapped!
"Uncooperative?"
"No way!"
clap clap clap!
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