Chapter 1331
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Master Rong Yang looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment.
He could sense that there was a source of spiritual essence inside Feng Wu. She could absorb it, but why would she do it at the cost of her own life?
Pfft —
When the Fallen Star Sword opened its mouth again, Feng Wu spat out another mouthful of blood.
The blood she spat out fell on the Fallen Star Sword like a thin mist.
At first, the Fallen Star Sword looked like a withered tree branch, but as Feng Wu's blood fell on it, it began to recover at a visible rate.
All of a sudden!
The tiny sword spirit woke up from its slumber and shot toward Feng Wu's neck like a streak of white light!
Gurgle —
Feng Wu could clearly feel the blood draining from her body at a visible rate!
Her spiritual essence was disappearing at the same time.
Feng Wu could sense that the tiny sword spirit was devouring the spiritual essence in her dantian.
Master Rong Yang collapsed to the ground after the sword spirit flew out, gasping for air.
By then, his hair had all turned white and his face was sagging. He looked exhausted, as if he had aged ten years.
Luckily, his life wasn't in danger.
Feng Wu, on the other hand.
Along with the loss of a large amount of blood and Spiritual Qi, her entire body took on a ghastly pale appearance. Her figure was on the verge of collapse, as if her entire person had been hollowed out.
Her blood and spiritual essence weren't the only things the sword spirit was doing to her. Feng Wu felt as if her internal organs had been crushed by a giant hand.
She kept vomiting blood, and the ground was covered in blood, which was a horrifying sight.
Her vision blurred, and she was losing consciousness.
Just when Feng Wu was about to collapse, the tiny sword spirit finally had its fill of blood.
It flew back to the Fallen Star Sword, which was now as clear as a clear spring and exuding dense spiritual essence.
Whoosh —
The Sword Spirit streaked across the sky in an arc, and leaped upwards!
Feng Wu cried out, "My sword —"
Master Rong Yang took a deep breath. "Kiddo, it's not going anywhere."
After that, Master Rong Yang rushed up as fast as he could.
However, the Fallen Star Sword was much faster than Master Rong Yang. It rushed out of the dry well and charged at the crowd.
It had absorbed Feng Wu's blood, but the killing had only just begun.
Puff!
The Fallen Star Sword slashed through Zuo Qingyu's body, creating a mist of blood. Then, it charged at the old steward.
At this moment, there were many people present.
Emperor Wu and the others were sitting in their chairs, waiting for the weapon to come out, but even they didn't expect it to show up like this!
Puchi, puchi —
Looking at the Divine Weapons flying everywhere, everyone present gasped in shock!
Right at this moment!
Master Zuo finally reacted. "Heavens! This was a divine weapon! Our Zuo family's divine weapon! Qingyu, quickly order it to stop! "
There was a big cut on Zuo Qingyu's arm, and her entire arm was numb.
She cried, "Father, I can't command it …"
"How could this be?!" Zuo Ming naturally didn't believe it. "It has already drunk your blood, so of course it has formed a blood contract with you. Hurry up and contract with it!"
Zuo Qingyu's heart skipped a beat.
She knew better than anyone else that this was Feng Wu's Fallen Star Sword … But according to her father, could she form a contract with it?
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