"Clang!"
In the middle of the violently shaking Sword Catacomb, a sword chime resounded through the sky from the purple light pillar. Although the palm-sized shadow could not be seen clearly, one could feel that it was filled with anger, fear, begging for mercy and many other complex emotions.
"You can't escape!" Xiao Fan said. Only he and the Sword Spirit could hear his voice, "I have already sealed off the entire Sword Catacomb. Even if you have the ability to go up to heaven or down to earth, you can't escape!"
"Clang!"
The response to Xiao Fan was yet another sword hum that resounded through the sky. The palm-sized humanoid figure in the purple pillar of light became even more furious, and even more terrified.
"Why bother?" Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "I know who trained you. Isn't it Xuanhuang? He accidentally found you before he went into hibernation and trained you. Maybe you will be of great use in the future! "
"Clang!"
Another sword chime resounded, but this time it was filled with shock. The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar also staggered, as if it was shocked by Xiao Fan's words.
"Unfortunately, he is still in hibernation and has no time to care about what is happening here. Therefore, I will politely decline your offer!" Xiao Fan said with a smile on his face.
"Clang!"
The sword chime resounded again. The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar took a step back, and its expression changed again.
"Banished Immortal, Grand Supreme, Xuanhuang …!" Xiao Fan casually read out the names of some people and said with a smile, "Xuanhuang is indeed quite troublesome among these people!"
"Unfortunately, he is not qualified to be arrogant in front of me!"
"So what if I pluck his peaches?"
"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"
A series of sword chimes resounded in the sky. The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar was extremely angry, and its fists were clenched tightly!
"I'm telling the truth!" Xiao Fan said with a smile, "Although I have not fought with Xuanhuang before, he has already fallen into hibernation before me. Until now, I still don't know which corner of the Central imperial realm he is in hibernation!"
"However, as long as I fight with him, he will definitely die!"
"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"
Another series of sword chimes resounded in the sky. The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar opened its mouth and made a soundless sound, and the anger on its face was overflowing!
"Actually, you have seen me before!" Xiao Fan changed the topic and said, "I've once entered this place and found an Eight-Lined Treasured Sword. You tried to probe me, but you withdrew your interest in me and continued to hide here!"
The palm-sized shadow of the small shadow, and the shadow in the purple light pillar of the purple light was also stunned. Its brows knitted brows furrowed, and then, the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar of light.
After a few breaths!
The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar finally opened its mouth and spoke. However, its voice was extremely stiff and strenuous, and it was filled with uncertainty.
"It's me!" Xiao Fan said with a smile.
"How, how is this possible?" Looking at Xiao Fan, the eyes of the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar almost popped out. Its face was filled with disbelief, and its voice was still stiff, dry, and strenuous. "More than seven thousand years ago, you were just an insignificant ant. If you did not have some rare treasures on you, I would not even look at you!"
"And in such a short period of time, you have already become the best in the world? Then, you are standing at the same height as my master? "
"This, this is impossible!"
"My master has lived since the previous era. He has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years to stand at this height!"
"You, you have only lived for eight thousand years. How can you do this?"
"Actually, to be precise, I have only lived for a little over five thousand years!" Xiao Fan said as he shook his head.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Absolutely, absolutely impossible!" The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar muttered to itself. It suddenly shook its head, and for a moment, it refused to believe all of this.
"Come with me!" Xiao Fan said with a smile. "My disciple's alchemy servant walks the path of a sword cultivator. You can be her sword spirit and assist her in protecting my disciple's safety!"
"Clang!"
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar immediately woke up from its shock. It then took a step back and no longer tried to speak. Instead, it used an extremely sharp sword hum to express its attitude and opinion.
"I have said everything that needs to be said!" Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Then, I can only use force now!"
"Clang!"
The palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar suddenly stomped its foot and let out another sword hum that resounded through the sky. This sword hum was filled with an intense killing intent.
"This grandson is disobedient?" The Final Magic Sword came over at this moment, and then looked at the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar in the distance and raised its eyebrows.
Xiao Fan didn't answer, and only said concisely, "You take the left, I'll take the right!"
"Okay!"
The Final Magic Sword immediately responded. However, before it finished speaking, an extremely large spiritual sense burst forth from its body, and then turned into a large invisible hand in the air. It suddenly grabbed at the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar in the distance.
At the same time, Xiao Fan also extended his spiritual sense, which turned into a large invisible hand. Just like the Final Magic Sword, it suddenly grabbed at the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar from the right.
The most troublesome thing about sword spirits was that although they were living beings, they had no shape or shadow. There was no way to capture them with a physical body. One could only use spiritual sense.
This was also the reason why Xiao Fan had been trying to reason with them for so long. This thing was indeed very difficult to capture. If this thing could be convinced and submit to him, it would save him all the trouble.
Unfortunately, this sword spirit was stubborn and refused to submit. Therefore, he could only use force to capture it.
"Clang!"
Faced with the seamless joint efforts of Xiao Fan and the Final Magic Sword, the palm-sized shadow in the purple light pillar suddenly let out an invisible angry hum. Then, an unprecedented sword hum resounded in all directions, and almost everyone inside and outside the Sword Catacomb fell to the ground from the shock.
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