For traitors, every force treats them the same way, that is, killing.

Even if they make great contributions to the Qicheng City, the other party will definitely not reuse it, because they don’t know when they may betray them.

"Li, Li Lao, what should I do now? Zhu Wushuang is so powerful. Should we withdraw our troops and wait for the opportunity to speak." Qi Zonghui was very scared and quickly asked for instructions.

withdraw troops?

Li Lao smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face were traces of being polished by wind and frost, so his experience and character were something that others could not compare.

"Notify our army and prepare for a full-scale counterattack."

"ah?"

Qi Zonghui was puzzled. Now it was the momentum of the sword-making city, and it would be of no benefit to them to launch a counterattack at this time.

Li Lao did this naturally because he had his own reason.

Zhu Wushuang looks quite fierce now, but in Li Lao's opinion, this is just a rebirth and a counterattack before death, and there is nothing to make a fuss.

There is another main reason, that is, the other party is really no one, so they will fight continuously.

Since there are no variables, it is naturally a good time to attack.

"Pu, pu!"

In the Zhujianshan Cave, the magma holding the green tripod was still boiling and bubbles were still coming out. At this moment, a new sword was hovering inside the Qing tripod.

The sword shape is roughly the same as the previous Xiaotian Sword. The difference is that his sword body is longer, and the hollow in the middle is gone, but a dragon pattern body, full of domineeringness.

When the sword body was condensed, the sword itself became incomplete because of the previous melting again.

Even though they have a lot of materials to cast swords, there is no one who can be worthy of this sword.

In desperation, Xia Chenglong thought of the remnant sword Zang Long.

The sword brought him a lot of memories, and he also promised the Qinglong Taoist to take it to stand again on the top of the sky.

Just so, let it merge with the Xiaotian Sword and let its will be with you forever.

I have tried many fusions before, but they all ended in failure. Unexpectedly, Zang Longjian finally merged perfectly with Xiaotian Jian.

The old city lord looked solemn, and his hands condensed the talisman seal again: "The power of heaven and earth, bless me to make a sword, give the soul of the sword, strengthen the power of the sword, the power of the sword, the sword spirit, when will I not return to my position now?"

When the black and white villain heard the call, his eyes opened at the same time, and directly turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the sword body.

When the sword has no spiritual consciousness, it is just a rare object of material, but at the moment the sword spirit merges, it is the overlord of the world.

"Bang!"

The Qingding could not bear the power emitted from the sword to the surroundings and exploded directly. The power had not ended yet and was heading outside.

Even Zhujian City, a hundred miles away, was attracted by a circle of powerful energy waves visible to the naked eye on the hillside of Zhujian Mountain.

The guys who besieged the sword casting city also raised their heads and looked into the distance. They were curious about what happened?

"What is it? It actually creates such a powerful force. Even I have to admire it!" Old Li looked into the distance and muttered.

He was a warrior at the upper level of the God-questioning Realm, and what he realized was deeper than what others felt, so that the temptation to him at this moment was even higher than that of the Sword Forging City itself.

Since you are curious, go and have a look!

As Mr. Li thought of this, his body disappeared directly from the battle chair and headed towards Zhujianshan.

Originally, the biggest backer suddenly left, which made the army even more panicked, but the arrow had to be fired. If they retreated now, their momentum would be weakened.

Even if they were not Li Lao, their number of God-questioning Realm and other warriors were several times that of Sword Forging City. This battle would inevitably end with their victory.

"boom……"

The aftermath went out waves, and the sword hovering over the magma showed its own color. The pattern between the pure black hilt and the silver sword body was like a flaunting dragon whisker, spreading towards Zhou Zai.

Compared with the previous Xiaotian Sword, this sword is more domineering and mysterious at this moment.

"Ahem, I finally have been missing my long-cherished wish for many years. This sword will surely shock the entire Great China." The old city lord stood up tremblingly, his eyes shining, and he stared there for a long time.

"Thank you, lord, you are the third person I respect."

To be honest, Xia Chenglong has few people who can make him respect him. This is not determined by strength, but by a person's character.

"Ah...hahaha, it's really a blessing for me, the old man to be admired by the famous Dragon King!"

"The city lord Miao Zan!"

This will be a great guarantee for him to enter the imperial capital, and Xia Chenglong has some confidence in his mind.

The figure appeared in the air, stopped above the magma, and held the sword steadily in his hand.

At this moment, vigorous power rushed into his body in an instant, and a figure appeared from each side of Xia Chenglong, and then combined into one to achieve a sword.

"happy!"

I really didn't expect that after possessing this sword, I could actually use the Three Pure Sword Technique.

Xia Chenglong collected his sword and came to the city lord, and placed him in front of the other party.

"No, this sword has recognized the master, that is your sword, I am no longer qualified to touch it." The old city lord wanted to touch it, but in the end he held it back and said.

"You are the creator of it, and you have this qualification anyway."

"Hahaha, I love hearing this. Come on, give it a name!"

Naming?

Isn't it called Xiaotian Sword? Why bother to do this?

According to the old city lord, the sword has been re-melted and everything is not what it used to be. It is a brand new sword, so it is better to be re-named by its owner.

There is heaven beyond heaven, there are people beyond man, and there are swords beyond swords. No matter how powerful a sword or man is, it cannot achieve true invincibility.

But you should not be too shabby and stingy to name the sword.

"Xuantian Sword!"

"Xuantian Sword?"

"Xuantian Sword!"

Xia Chenglong said first, the old city lord read it repeatedly, and Xia Chenglong answered again with affirmative answer.

The "Xuantian Sword" not only retains the majesty of the sky but also calls it "Xuan" as a sacred person, with endless mystery.

The old city lord laughed, and this was a very happy smile: "This name is good, it suits its temperament."

At this moment, the Xuantian Sword itself also trembled slightly, as if it was happy because it had a name.

From the time of obtaining the sword to the present, it can be said that this process has been twists and turns, and some things seem to be destined by God.

Zang Long was broken, Lingxiao City followed Zong Xueqin, and even later met Zhu Wushuang. This was the arrangement of fate. Xia Chenglong was thinking that there really was a god in this world.

"Ahem, puff!"

At this time, the old city lord suddenly coughed, vomited black blood, and his body couldn't stand firm.

He quickly helped him sit aside and put one hand on the other party's back, transporting pure vitality.

"Hey, the secret wound I suffered before was hooked up because of the sword casting, so I couldn't help it. It's okay."

Xia Chenglong did not listen to such forced explanations, so he could naturally feel that the old city lord's anger was losing little by little. If he didn't find a way to stop it quickly, the other party would be in danger of his life.
Chapter completed!