Legend of Swordsman Chapter 1815: Sword servant

"It's a pity that the war was too horrible at the time. I lost all my treasures, and I left you with only one of the five treasured armors that was damaged more than 90%." Wuhun sighed.

"Thank you seniors." Jian Wushuang is still very grateful. "Senior, I still have a little thing. I wonder if the seniors can help?"

"Tell me about it." Wuhun is very patient.

"I have a slave, he is a strong man of ancient times." Jian Wushuang briefly recounted the existence of Dao Yuanzi.

At the same time, he also talked about his delicate relationship with Dao Yuanzi.

After listening to Jian Wushuang, Wu Wu frowned, "You want to completely wipe out his own consciousness and control him completely?"

"Yes, only in this way will there be no risks. I wonder if the predecessors have a way?" Jian Wushuang solemnly said.

"There is a way, let your slave go out first," Wuhun said.

Jiang Wushuang nodded his head and immediately waved his hand. Dao Yuanzi, who had been suppressed in Blood Peak Sword, immediately appeared in the void next to Zhou.

"Master."

As soon as he appeared, Dao Yuanzi immediately nodded his head toward Jian Wushuang, and when he saw Wuhun, he felt a shock in his heart.

He stayed inside Xuefeng Sword and knew what was happening outside, but he couldn't hear something that Jian Wushuang talked to Wuhun.

"You, that Yuanzi?" Wuhun's voice sounded like magic.

Dao Yuanzi looked at Wuhun, with a hint of bad feeling in his heart, but he suddenly exploded!

An overwhelming soul force swept directly.

"Not good!" Dao Yuanzi's face changed greatly.

He already guessed what Wuhun wanted to do.

"The old man, who wants to wipe out my consciousness, don't think of it !!!" Dao Yuanzi was furious, and immediately began to frantically struggle to resist.

The intensity of this resistance made Wu Brow frown slightly.

"Be honest!" Jian Wushuang gave a low drink, and the imprint on Dao Yuanzi's soul immediately burst into a mighty power.

"Asshole, sword unparalleled, I have already surrendered to you, you have not let me go, but still want to control my soul? You dream !!!!

"Even if I die, I will never let you succeed!"

Dao Yuanzi growled wildly. With his growl, his soul started to burn.

For a practitioner, being controlled by the soul is more miserable than being killed directly.

"Want to self-destruct?" Five eyes looked cold, and his gray figure faded instantly, but the power of the soul that poured into Tao Yuanzi soared.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Dao Yuanzi shouted sternly, her voice hysterical.

But this shouting only lasted for a moment.

After a while, this Yuanzi calmed down completely.

He stood there, staring blankly.

After seeing this scene, Wuhun also breathed easily. Zhao Jianshuang looked, "Fortunately, this slave is already in a state of serious injury. In addition, you have left a soul imprint on him. You have already opened one. The gap, otherwise, based on some of my remaining consciousness, it is definitely an extravagant hope to completely remove his consciousness.

While talking, the figure of Wuhun has become more and more transparent, as if it might disappear at any time.

Jian Wushuang understood it from the bottom of his heart.

There is only a trace of consciousness left in Wuhun, and this consciousness has done his best to cooperate with his soul branding, and finally completely wiped out Dao Yuanzi's own consciousness. After doing all this, Wuhun This sense of consciousness also consumes too much energy and can no longer be maintained. It will soon be completely dissipated.

"Thank you for the success of your predecessors, the juniors will always keep in mind." Jian Wushuang solemnly said.

"Haha, I don't need to be so polite. I have fallen for many years. At this last moment, I can meet a descendant like you. Fortunately, my life is fortunate. If you really want to thank me, try hard to cultivate. One day you stand at the top of this world, then tell the ancients that you are my heir to the Wuhun and let the old guys in the ancients know that my heir to the Wuhun is no better than them Those geniuses cultivated are weak! "

"If you can do this, I will be all over and die without regrets!"

"Haha"

Laughter still reverberates in the heavens and the earth for a long time, and the figure of Wuhun is completely transparent under the watchful eye of Jian Wushuang.

"Senior, let's go!" Jian Wushuang bowed respectfully.

It didn't take long for the figure of Wuhun to completely dissipate.

Jian Wushuang stood up, sighing inside, but then looked at Dao Yuanzi next to him.

Dao Yuanzi at this moment is completely different from before.

"My consciousness has been completely wiped out, so let's control him directly." Jian Wushuang smiled, and a force of soul poured directly into the sea of ​​knowledge of Tao Yuanzi.

Dao Yuanzi couldn't resist at all, and soon, Jian Wushuang had completely controlled the soul.

"Master."

Dao Yuanzi's court sword Wushou respectfully salutes, his eyes are with unprecedented respect and enthusiasm, and it is completely two concepts from before.

"From today on, you are my first sword servant. As for Dao Yuanzi's name, you don't need to use it anymore, so please call it Jian Yi." Jian Wushuangdao.

"Jianyi, meet the master."

Sword servant Kenichi transformed from ‘Michimoto’, respectfully said.

Jian Wushuang nodded with satisfaction, but then his gaze looked around.

"I have obtained the blood lineage of the seniors of Wuhun, and can I conquer those Daomen around the bodies of the seniors of Wuhun?" Jian Wushuang raised a thought in his heart.

The Taoists are all at the level of chaos. Although only the strength has been reached, other killing techniques and absolute skills are almost non-existent, but they are very numerous, and there are hundreds of Taoists. There are four silver armored soldiers. If they can all be conquered, it will be an extremely powerful force. At least it will be more than enough to defend the blue fire world.

"Try it."

Jian Wushuang stepped forward immediately.

After leaving the area of ​​the five mud corpses, immediately from within the ground, a respected soldier rose up.

Seeing these Taoists at this moment, Jian Wushuang's feeling is completely different.

"It turns out that these Taoists were made with the ancient blood of the ancients. After the death of the senior Wuhun, his remaining consciousness used these blood to make these Taoists to protect themselves. Corpse. "Jian Wushuang secretly exclaimed.

The Tao soldiers refined from the blood after death have enough combat power to reach the chaos state. Jian Wushuang cannot imagine how strong the combat power of Wuhun was before his death.

"Since it was made by the essence and blood of the seniors of Wuhun, it will be easy to conquer it."

Jian Wushuang smiled.

You know, he has been inherited from the bloodline, and now he is closely related to these soldiers.

It's easy to take it down.

(End of this chapter)