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Chapter 736 Grabbing the Sword(3/3)

He was furious for a moment.

When I looked up again, the surroundings were empty, and those few people were gone.

"A bunch of bastards! I won't let you go!"

The pretty boy gritted his teeth and said.

After a moment, a group of Duanjinmen disciples gathered around and greeted the pretty boy.

"Brother Song, are you okay?"

The boy's face turned pale with anger.

Do you seem to be okay with this bunch of trash?

There was still a burning pain in his abdomen, but he couldn't care about that at this time. The Broken Golden Sword was more important.

This is the spiritual sword that he has cultivated for a long time and is ready to be used as the embryo of his natal spiritual sword.

"My sword was robbed!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions became solemn.

"Go!" the pretty boy said angrily, "find those little bastards and take my sword back!"

"yes!"

The disciples of Duanjinmen nodded in agreement.

There are two major families in Duanjinmen, one with the surname "Jin" and the other with the surname "Song".

This pretty boy surnamed Song is the other core direct descendant of the Duanjinmen, besides the Jin family.

Ordinary disciples would not dare to neglect his orders.

Afterwards, the disciples of Duanjinmen gathered together and began to search the mountain.

They thought that with so many disciples, it would not be easy to identify a few Taixu Sect disciples.

But soon, they discovered that they were wrong.

Mo Hua and the others seemed to have disappeared in the mountains, without any trace at all.

These Jinmen Duanmen disciples are all in the middle stage of foundation building, and their spiritual consciousness can only reach the fourteenth line.

With their spiritual consciousness, they simply cannot detect the ink paintings with the seventeen lines of spiritual consciousness and the qualitative change of spiritual thoughts.

What's more, this is still in Demon Refining Mountain.

Mo Hua now knows the outer mountains of Lianyao Mountain very well. Walking in the mountains is as familiar and calm as walking in his own yard.

They want to find ink paintings in the mountains, which is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, it was not until Mo Hua left the Demon Refining Mountain and returned to the Taixu Sect that he carried the Broken Gold Spirit Sword in his arms.

The disciples of Duanjinmen are still searching around in the mountains like headless flies.

But it was already dark, and the monsters in the mountains began to become restless. They did not dare to stay in the mountains for a long time, so they had to give up and return to their clan.

The pretty boy who had his spiritual sword snatched away by Mo Hua returned to Duanjinmen with a gloomy look on his face. However, in front of the disciples, he met a tall and thin senior fellow from Duanjinmen who was in the late stage of foundation building.

This person is Jin Gui.

Jin Gui saw this pretty boy with a smile on his face and greeted him with his hands raised:

"Junior Brother Song Jian."

The pretty boy who was called "Song Jian" frowned when he heard this, but he replied perfunctorily, "Senior Brother Jin."

It's just that the attitude seems neither salty nor light.

The two major families in Jinmen, the Jin family and the Song family, are not harmonious to begin with.

The actual positions of power within the sect, from the headmaster and deputy headmaster to the elders and disciples, were fought over between the two families, resulting in many rifts.

It's just that we belong to the same sect, and we don't openly disagree.

"How's the mountain patrol going?" Jin Guipi asked with a smile.

Song Jian's face turned ugly, but he still said truthfully:

"The Taixu Sect is despicable. A large number of disciples did not dare to show their faces. Only a few disciples shamelessly attacked and snatched my Broken Gold Sword..."

Lost all the swords?

Jin Gui sneered in his heart, and then sighed hypocritically:

"The spiritual sword is as important as life to a swordsman. How come Junior Brother Song can even throw away the spiritual sword..."

How could Song Jian not hear his strange aura? He felt slightly angry and said instead:

"Senior brother is right, even if you lose face, you can never lose this sword."

Jin Gui was startled, and his face instantly turned pale.

This is a mockery of him being stripped of his clothes and hung on a tree to draw turtles.

The two undermined and hurt each other.

Jin Gui then smiled and said, "How about I find some Jin family members tomorrow to take back the sword for Junior Brother Song?"

"No need," Song Jian said coldly, "My Song family will definitely get back the things they lost. If my Song family can't get it back, the Jin family will definitely not be able to either..."

The two looked at each other calmly, with unkind eyes.

In the end, Jin Gui smiled and said, "Junior Brother Song, please take care of yourself."

Song Jian also said: "Senior Brother Jin, please seek blessings for yourself."

After that, the two people's expressions turned cold, and they passed each other, snorting coldly in their hearts at the same time:

It is still unclear whether the surname of Jinmen is Jin or Song...

After passing each other, they both returned to their disciples' residence, but remembering all the experiences they had experienced, each felt resentful and another thought came to their mind.

Jin Gui's eyes turned red and he smashed the table:

"That kid who painted a turtle on my body, one day I will cut him into pieces!"

Song Jian crushed the teacup and looked angry:

"That little bastard who robbed me of the Golden Spirit Sword, one day I will make him pay back a hundred times!"



At this moment, the ink drawing of a turtle on Jin Gui's body and snatching the spiritual sword from Song Jian's body was in the middle of the disciples, looking like a normal person, concentrating on studying the shining golden broken golden sword in his hand.

This is a very precious spiritual sword.

He was thinking about whether he could take apart the broken golden sword.

If it is taken apart, can we get the sword array inside?

If you get the sword formation, does that mean...

Can you forge a real spiritual sword by yourself?

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and he was filled with anticipation.
Chapter completed!
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