Chapter 1039 Sword Emperor Xue Wujiu, the precious sword recognizes its master
Just as everyone was hesitating, the magic knife released a flash of blood light, and finally manifested into a middle-aged man.
This man was dressed in blood-stained clothes, with a cold expression and indifferent eyes.
He floated above the head of the Blood Drinking Soul Killing Blade, making it impossible to tell his emotions.
"You are... Xue Wujiu."
Xu Nanfeng exclaimed, as if he couldn't believe it.
"What? The leader of the Demon Knife Sect, the Sword Emperor Xue Wujiu."
Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard it, and they all stepped back subconsciously, their eyes full of fear.
"Didn't the Sword Emperor die in the battle? How could he appear again? Even if he is alive, he can't live so long!"
"The Sword Emperor should have sealed part of his residual soul into the sword. Now that this sword has advanced to the Xuantian Supreme Treasure, the Sword Emperor's residual soul has also turned into the Sword Soul."
Hui Zhen guessed.
Everyone heard it and agreed with this statement.
The ancient Demon Sword Sect was unique and did not even take the Tiandao Sect, a big sect, seriously, so it offended many forces.
In order to deal with the oppression of the Mahayana monks, the Sword Emperor secretly started to refine this Xuantian Sword.
However, due to the limitations of his cultivation, he had to coerce and bribe a large number of weapon refiners to help him refine the weapon.
Unfortunately, the sky did not fulfill his wishes. Although he made all the preparations, the sword he refined could not reach the level of Xuantian treasure.
If he took out this sword to fight the enemy at that time, it would not last for a few moves in the hands of the foreign Mahayana.
In order to prevent the sword from falling into the hands of the enemy after his death, the Sword Emperor decided to seal the sword in the secret realm.
However, if a magic weapon is not refined by a weapon refiner, it is almost impossible to advance on its own.
So the Sword Emperor separated a trace of his residual soul and merged it into the sword, hoping to become the weapon spirit of the sword.
However, even with the help of his residual soul, it would not be a matter of a day or a night to perfectly merge with the sword and become the weapon spirit.
In order to increase the success rate, he thought of blood sacrifice, and he would sacrifice all the refiners who participated in the refinement.
This would not only increase the chance of the residual soul turning into a sword soul, but also prevent someone from leaking the news of the precious sword.
The blood flames burned the precious sword for more than 100,000 years, and with the blood of Li Xuanji's special physique, this ushered in the opportunity for advancement.
The precious sword entered Xuantian, and the residual soul turned into a sword soul.
The sword emperor glanced at everyone, his eyes stayed on Li Pingan for a moment, and then merged into the sword body.
With a sound of sword ringing, the precious sword flew out from the altar, turned into a blood light and flew towards Li Pingan.
"Pingan, get out of the way!"
Li Yunxiao reminded him, but he only saw the precious sword just quietly floating in front of Li Pingan.
"Is this... automatically recognizing the master?"
Bai Yiyi of Tianhuan Sect had a cold voice, but there was a look of surprise in her eyes.
"How could the sword emperor recognize a weak Lianxu cultivator as the master?"
Mu Mingxuan couldn't believe it.
Li Yunxiao also reacted at this moment, perhaps it was related to Li Ping'an's previous sacrifice of blood to the knife.
In this way, this knife can be regarded as successfully refined in Li Ping'an's hands.
Moreover, Li Ping'an practiced the skills of the Sword Emperor, and no one was more suitable to be the owner of the precious sword than him.
He retorted: "The precious sword has a spirit, and it will choose its wise master. Besides, the Sword Emperor has long fallen, and the weapon spirit has nothing to do with the Sword Emperor."
After all, the reputation of the Demon Sword Sect is not very good, and he does not want his family to have any relationship with the Demon Sword Sect.
The Mu family has already had a feud with the Li family, and Mu Mingxuan cannot let the Li family get such a powerful weapon.
He looked around and said solemnly: "Everyone, the Demon Knife Sect has been doing all kinds of evil since ancient times, and can be called a cancer of the human race."
He paused here, pointed at the blood knife in front of Li Ping'an and said: "I don't know how many cultivators sacrificed their blood to successfully refine this knife. Maybe there are ancestors of you present."
"The spirit of this demon knife is the remnant soul of the Sword Emperor. Even if it is no longer human, it will definitely inherit the will of the Sword Emperor to kill."
"After all, Fellow Daoist Li is only a virtual refiner. If he controls this precious sword without authorization, then it will not be the man who controls the sword, but the sword that controls the man. Perhaps there will be greater killing in the future."
"I think that only Mahayana cultivators are qualified to control this sword, and it may be able to add a great help to our human race in resisting alien races."
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Mu is right!"
Qiu Zhiming of Qingcheng Sword Sect agreed with the words, and many people also echoed them.
After all, they had not heard of any cultivator who could control the Xuantian treasure, and ordinary fusion could not use it.
"This is a good idea!"
Unexpectedly, Bai Yiyi of Tianhuan Sect also echoed her.
Huizhen and Xu Nanfeng looked at her unexpectedly, and soon understood Bai Yiyi's intention.
Among the three major sects, Tianhuan Sect rose the latest, and the sect did not have the Xuantian treasure.
If this knife is really presented to a Mahayana cultivator, the Mahayana of Tianhuan Sect will have the highest chance of getting it after some operation.
Although the three major sects formed an offensive and defensive alliance to resist alien races, they also competed secretly.
If this knife fell into Tiandao Sect or Gufo Sect, it would definitely greatly affect the balance of the Tiandao League.
Only if it fell into Tianhuan Sect, Gufo Sect and Tiandao Sect would have the possibility of accepting it. Of course, Tianhuan Sect could not avoid heavy bleeding.
Li Yunxiao and others all looked gloomy. Mu Mingxuan's few words made their situation dangerous.
"Ping An, what do you think?"
Li Yunxiao sent a voice message to Li Ping An, and at the same time glanced at the blood knife in front of him. He also felt a sudden palpitation inexplicably. This knife was indeed too evil.
“If God doesn’t take what he wants, he will suffer the consequences!”
Li Ping'an didn't care about everyone's eyes at all. He grabbed the handle of the knife and suddenly a huge killing intent poured into his body.
While holding the knife, blood flowed into the blade uncontrollably. His body trembled involuntarily, and the blade also trembled briskly.
"Safety!"
Li Yunxiao and others frowned.
"I'm fine!"
Li Ping'an waved his hand, his eyes were blood red, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He had obtained the complete technique of the Sword Emperor's Void-breaking Demon Book.
After a while, the aura of the blade dimmed and it no longer absorbed his blood.
"Ancestor Yunxiao, let's go!"
Li Ping'an said calmly and was about to walk out, but was stopped by several members of the Mu family.
"What? Do you want to die?"
Li Ping'an glanced at several people with his indifferent eyes. At this moment, the killing intent in his eyes almost came out, which shocked everyone.
Mu Mingxuan looked around and spoke again: "Everyone, are you willing to let the Li family take this sword away? Don't forget, they are not from my Ancient Spirit Continent."
"Fellow Taoists, please keep this thing!"
Bai Yiyi also spoke up at the right time, looking at Li Pingan with a solemn face.
"The sword is here. If anyone wants it, he can come and get it!"
Li Ping'an snorted coldly, let the sword float in front of him, and automatically retreated three feet.
"Humph, I don't believe it!"
Mu Mingxuan first offered an orb to protect himself, then arranged several defensive barriers, and reached out to grab the handle of the knife.
Just when his palm was about to touch the handle of the knife, the blade trembled, and a bloody sword light flew out and struck Mu Mingxuan instantly.
With a scream, Mu Mingxuan vomited blood and flew backwards. The defensive barrier and the orb above his head were all shattered, revealing a piece of black armor on his body.
Seeing this scene, everyone was frightened. It was so powerful without anyone controlling it.
If they are driven by Mahayana monks, wouldn't it mean that gods will kill gods if they block them, and demons will kill demons if they block demons?
"Who else wants it?"
Li Ping'an glanced at everyone, and everyone moved out of the way. No one dared to look at him.
"Ancestor Yunxiao, let's go!"
Li Ping'an put away his bloody knife and left the cave. Li Yunxiao and the other two immediately followed him.
"It's not that easy for them to take away this knife. Let's go and wait until we get out!"
