Chapter 1360: Afraid of Death

me as it used to be"Gu Lin suddenly sank his face and said, “This marriage, you agree or disagree, you have to agree!”Kōng Běnchǔ also had a gloomy expression and said, “Guān Lín, you mustn’t be too d...This kid is dead!

This was the common thought in the hearts of everyone witnessing this scene, even Wang Yuanzhong and Zhan Qiu were no exception.

Zhan Chou looked at the black figure and shook his head, saying: "Brother Wang, it seems you were wrong back then!"

Others might not have noticed, but with the keen eyesight of Zhan Chou and Wang Yuanzhong, they could easily tell that this black shadow was actually the Demon Sword.

Or, it could be the sword spirit of the demon blade!

A sword, no matter its material or rank, if it can give birth to a sword spirit, then the status of that sword will rise to the heavens!

And thus, the sword of the Sword Spirit was born. Even if not a swordsman, one would absolutely never part with it.

Therefore, Wang Yuanzhong sold this magic sword, no matter what he exchanged it for, it would definitely be a losing business!

Wang Yuanzhong's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashing in their depths. "When I got this sword, I looked at it carefully and didn't feel any trace of a sword spirit within it. Otherwise, how could I have sold it"

"It seems this Jiao Gu is quite capable, I wonder what method he used to find this Jian Ling."

"Zhan Qiu smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wang need not be too distressed. Can't you see Although this black shadow is a sword spirit, it does not belong to Jiao Gu!"

"However, they should have reached an agreement of some sort, with Jiao Gu fulfilling certain conditions for Jian Ling, which made Jian Ling willing to be controlled by Jiao Gu."

Even, I always feel that the status of this Jianling seems to be even higher than Jiao Gu!

Under normal circumstances, the Spirit Blade would inevitably be subservient to the Swordmaster, at their beck and call. However, between Jiao Gu and this shadowy figure, the roles were reversed. The implications of this reversal are profound.

"Alright, this battle is over. If Brother Wang still feels unsatisfied, then just wait for another opportunity to snatch the Sword Spirit back!"

At the same time he spoke, Zhan Qiu was already preparing to withdraw his divine consciousness.

Because the black figure had already thrust a short sword formed from its fingers into Jiang Yun's brow.

However, at that very moment, the black figure suddenly let out a shrill, agonizing scream.

The entire blurry figure also instantly solidified, revealing the face of a gaunt middle-aged man.

And at this moment, this sinister face was filled with shock!

Even the perpetually still ginger clouds suddenly moved!

Jiang Yun suddenly reached out and grasped the black short sword that had pierced slightly into his brow, effectively seizing hold of the black figure's finger.

Even in his originally lifeless eyes, a cold light flickered as he coldly gazed at the black figure and said: "You have guts!"

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Yun's other hand also rose, and a magic pen appeared in his grasp!

As Zhan Qiu and Wang Yuandong saw, the black figure was indeed Jian Ling.

Ginger also noticed this.

And the Sword Spirit, it is also a demon!

As a demon hunter, Jiang Yun sensed the demonic aura emanating from the black figure the moment it appeared in the form of a human face.

He simply never thought that, as a human, Jiao Gu would actually have a demon on him. Thus, he wasn't aware and was captivated by Jian Ling's gaze, falling into an illusion.

But he himself possesses the Six Desire Eyes, this illusionary realm cannot hold him for long.

If Jian Ling took this opportunity to attack Jiang Yun in other ways, without physically contacting him, then there might be a real possibility of severely injuring Jiang Yun.

But this sword spirit apparently didn't know Jian Yun's identity as a demon tamer. It actually transformed its finger into a short sword and stabbed it into Jian Yun's brow, staining itself with Jian Yun's blood!

Even Ginger Cloud himself doesn't know until now, once he becomes a Demon Tamer, he will be the enemy of all demons.

Even without using the Nine Arts of Refining Demons, just relying on one's own body would have a certain restraining effect on demons.

As one's skill in refining demons increases, the degree of suppression also rises accordingly.

Especially Jiang Yun successfully sealed Lei Mu's path, allowing his demonic refinement skills to far surpass what they were before.

Of course, his blood also serves as a powerful weapon against the demonic race.

Therefore, this sword spirit was tainted with Jiang Yun's blood, and an immense pain immediately surged through its palm, causing it to cry out in agony.

...and Ginger Cloud woke up with a pain in her brow, only then grabbing onto the other person.

Looking at the Demon Subduing Brush held up by Jiang Yun, Jian Ling's face was already filled with fear, and his body trembled violently.

At this moment, the shock was not only felt by this sword spirit, but also by Zhan Chou and Wang Yuanzhong!

Apart from shock, they also felt excitement and exhilaration because they recognized the Demon Refining Pen in Jiang Yun's hand. They realized that Jiang Yun was... a Demon Refiner!

Just now, they were still planning to find a demon tamer to go into the eerie tower with them, but unexpectedly, one appeared right before their eyes.

And the strength Jiang Yun displayed was indeed not that of a Heavenly Favor Quadruple Heaven Realm cultivator, but rather far stronger, almost completely meeting their requirements.

However, both of them were cunning and experienced individuals. Although they knew that Jiang Yun was a monster tamer, they didn't immediately set off to find him. They wanted to see how skilled Jiang Yun was at monster taming and whether he could subdue this sword spirit!

Jiang Yun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The Refining Demon Brush was already poised over his own blood, furiously scribbling in mid-air, drawing a demonic seal.

However, just as Jiang Yun was about to imprint the Sealing Demon Talisman into the sword spirit's body, this sword spirit did something that surprised everyone.

With a thump, the sword spirit knelt directly before Jiang Yun!

Although his palm was still held firmly by Ginger Cloud, his body had bent as much as possible, kowtowing to Ginger Cloud repeatedly: "Sir, spare me! Spare me!"

"I truly didn't know you were a spirit master! If I had, even if I had the guts of a lion, I wouldn't have dared to attack you!"

Jiang Yun, who had already drawn the sealing talisman for the monster, was startled by this unexpected move from the sword spirit and almost scattered it. He stared blankly at the sword spirit, still unable to react.

Naturally, everyone who witnessed this scene had the same expression.

And the most shocking thing, of course, was Jiao Gu!

He stared at Jian Ling with an expression of disbelief. "Magic Sword, you..."

"Shut up!"

Before Jiogu could finish his words, the Sword Spirit suddenly let out a sharp cry, interrupting him. At the same time, its other palm shot forward like a sword, a fierce sword qi as fast as lightning piercing into Jiogu's brow!

Jiao Gu's eyes widened, watching the blood flow down from his brow. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but not a single word came out. His whole body lurched forward and collapsed.

Apparently, until his death, he never imagined that his lifelong pursuit of swordsmanship would ultimately end at the hands of a Sword Spirit.

After Jianling had killed Jiao Gu, he immediately turned his head back, a pleading expression once again appearing on his face. He looked at Jiang Yun and said, "My lord, you see, it was this fellow who incited me. He dared to disrespect your majesty! I have already killed him for you, can you forgive me"

Jiang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, gazing at the sword spirit. He already had a good understanding of it in his heart—this sword spirit was typical, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, living for itself and afraid of death!

If that were all, it would be fine, but he is also merciless.

Regardless of what their relationship was like before, for his own life, he killed Jiao Gu without hesitation.

Such a monster, kept around would only bring disaster!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun's Seal of Suppression that had always been suspended in the air was about to press down on Jian Ling once again.

But Ke Jianling shouted again, “Master, don’t seal me! I see that you are also a swordsman. If you don’t mind, I can be your sword spirit!”

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novels Networkack then""Considered it!" the Mirage Maker sighed. "But in the end, it came to nothing. No useful conclusions were drawn."This time, Jiang Yun didn't know if the Spirit Tool had lied. However, he didn...