God of Fishing

Chapter 1521: Soul of the Sword Puppet

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

For Han Fei, since someone’s great technique was better than his, he certainly had to learn it. When he surpassed him, he would be stronger than him.

Anyway, with the Demon Purification Pot, Han Fei was best at learning. Besides, he could master more than one Great Dao, which was why he was confident!

It only took him an hour to remember all the sword techniques.

Of course, there were some that he couldn’t understand.

Gradually, Han Fei saw the shadow of the Heavenly Sword Sect in these sword techniques.

After all, Han Fei had once seen Sky Sword Master fight. Today, from the sword techniques of the Sword God World, Han Fei saw the sword technique that the Heavenly Sword Master had once used.

That was when he used the Sky Dissecting Finger to kill the Second Patriarch of the Zhang Family. Old Demon Chu attacked, and Sky Sword Master pierced the confined void with a small red sword.

At that time, that sword looked plain but was actually powerful enough.

At this moment, Han Fei encountered one.

Among these tens of thousands of sword moves, only half of the sword moves Han Fei could block, and the other half, Han Fei was still trying to remember.

When Han Fei was ten meters away from the swordsman, those sword moves became even more gorgeous, trying to attack his soul.

The sword techniques were very elusive. His eyes were full of light and shadow.

“Twin Divine Technique.”

Han Fei planned to spend the next few days here. If he couldn’t even understand the sword techniques of the Sword God World, could he still be called invincible?

Han Fei was too proud to let that happen.

The black-mist body was far away at this moment because no sword Qi could discover him. Therefore, he could observe it without any scruples and remember every sword technique he couldn’t resist.

It was a miracle. There were thousands of wisps of sword Qi around him, but none of them attacked his black-mist body. It could be seen that the closer he got, the clearer the target of the wisps of sword Qi would be.

One hour passed.

Two hours passed.

In the third hour, countless images of sword techniques appeared in Han Fei’s mind. And his white-mist body also came to the place two meters away from the swordsman without him knowing it.

Han Fei let the sword shadows attack him and stared at the sword in the swordsman’s hand. “Old Yuan, is this sword real?”

The old turtle said, “It’s fake, it’s all fake! Since this person turned into a sword, he is the sword, and the sword is him. He doesn’t need to use a sword at all.”

Han Fei curled his lips. What a pity. Apart from leaving behind his powerful sword techniques, he didn’t even leave a sword behind. Ye Nan from the Nine Palace World had left behind a Human Sacred Weapon. But you came to my Yin-Yang World and didn’t leave any treasures behind…

Just as Han Fei was about to continue to observe the sword moves, suddenly, the swordsman standing upright suddenly opened his eyes.

Han Fei’s heart palpitated as he thought, Is this “swordsman” alive?

The swordsman suddenly opened his eyes, but he was expressionless. And the long sword in his hand was suddenly stabbed at Han Fei.

Buzz!

Han Fei’s speed was extremely fast.

He set up a Coiled Turtle Array, which was also a Coiled Turtle Array formed by dao patterns. Even if the sword man was still alive, he shouldn’t be able to break it instantly. As for him, he only needed this moment to retreat.

However, Han Fei discovered, to his surprise, that the sword ignored the Coiled Turtle Array and pierced him.

Bang!

At this moment, Han Fei saw his white mist body flying back at an extremely slow speed.

“Damn it…”

Han Fei suddenly came back to his senses and activated the Soul Driving Array.

Clank ~

At the moment the Soul Driving Array appeared, a phantom stabbed at him.

Han Fei clearly sensed that he was now a soul body. The sword man stabbed out his soul.

When the soul left the body, in this Abyssal Chasm full of sword Qi, it was very likely to be shattered by the countless sword moves here that could bombard the soul.

Even if it couldn’t be minced, it would definitely be injured.

This was the experience of half of Han Fei’s soul, and the other half was still on the black-mist body.

However, all of this happened too quickly, so fast that Han Fei didn’t even have the time to think. It was as if he suddenly saw his body from a third perspective. Before he had the time to think about what was going on, the other party’s soul attack had already come at him.

“Pfft!”

In an instant, Han Fei saw a small sword stabbing into his soul.

Ka ka ka!

The moment the small sword entered his soul, it quickly began to split.

It was not until this moment that Han Fei realized that the bastard swordsman was still alive. He was trying to possess his body?

At this moment, the first thought that appeared in Han Fei’s mind was that he should fuse his two bodies and return to his peak state.

However, this thought only existed for a moment before being disapproved by Han Fei.

The black-mist body was still there. Even if something went wrong with the white-mist body, so what?

On the contrary, if the two fused at this moment, there might be a problem!

“Roar!”

His black-mist body directly launched the Hundred Beast Soul Devouring.

This sound was naturally ineffective against his soul. However, when the Hundred Beast Soul Devouring Sound shook the infinite sword souls slightly, it was shattered by the Sword Soul.

At this moment, Han Fei had no time to complain about the old turtle.

He was about to detonate his white mist body! Although this would cause him damage, Han Fei didn’t believe that a mere wisp of soul could survive his self-destruction.

But at this moment, suddenly, a small branch extended out of the void and extended directly into Han Fei’s soul.

The small branch rolled, and the Sword Soul that had dispersed and almost occupied half of Han Fei’s soul regathered and was grabbed by the small branch.

At this moment, Han Fei saw that the Sword Qi in the entire Abyssal Chasm was returning. Hundreds of millions of Sword Qi were returning, some returning to the sword man, and some to the sword soul.

“Huff!”

At this moment, Han Fei was relieved. The Demon Purification Pot has taken action! What am I afraid of?

After all, self-explosion was a serious self-destruction. With the Demon Purification Pot, all the problems would be resolved!

At this moment, Han Fei was like a vortex, and billions of sword auras were frantically gathering in his soul.

Han Fei suddenly thought of the Nine Palace Luck Ruler. He had just made a divination today, and it said “Greatly ominous”.

F*ck, isn’t this greatly ominous? He almost lost 200 years of life.

Last time, his self-destruction in Chu Sect was like this. Although he escaped, he lost 200 years of his life. Furthermore, his strength had weakened a little during that period of time.

However, on second thought, Han Fei wondered how the Nine Palace Luck Ruler was made. Did it find out that the sword man was still alive?

Only at this moment did the old turtle’s voice appear. “Are you okay? I was deceived by this guy. He refined himself into a sword soul, dispersed the sword soul in this abyss, and waited for the right person to appear before gathering the sword soul again… This person is really insidious!”

Han Fei didn’t want to listen to the old turtle’s explanation at this time. He said coldly, “Humph, he’s been dead for tens of thousands of years, and he still wants to possess my body? He should die.”

After a while, the small sword kept buzzing.

Han Fei’s message was crazily transmitted to the Demon Purification Pot, “Crush this sword. Crush him!”

However, the Demon Purification Pot didn’t do that. It just grabbed the sword soul.

Seeing no response, Han Fei immediately took out his Blood-Drinking Knife.

“Soul Attaching!”

This time, the Demon Purification Pot agreed and collected the Blood Drinking Knife and the Sword Soul. The spiritual energy and demonic energy in Forge the Universe were rapidly consumed.

Han Fei sneered. “Aren’t you a swordsman? I’m going to seal you in a knife and disgust you to death!”

After more than two hundred seconds, this brand-new Blood-Drinking Knife finally appeared.

Information popped up in Han Fei’s eyes.

< Name > Blood-Drinking Sword (Mutated)

< Introduction > It’s made of mystic yellow and green iron, Blue Dragon Venomous Teeth, Taiqing Essence, Essence of Wind, and Star Clam Shells… It’s tempered with the soul of a Sword Puppet and can break divine gold.

< Quality > Ultra-quality Divine Weapon

<Attached Soul> Soul of the Sword Puppet

< Effect > Armor Break, Soul Stab

< Recastable >

< Unrefined >

< Remarks > Whenever the blade is drawn, a sword shadow will stab into the enemy’s soul.

“Puff ~”

Han Fei was speechless. The Blood-Drinking Knife still looked like a kitchen knife, but its name had become the Blood-Drinking Sword, a mutated Blood-Drinking Sword.

Its quality had also become an ultra-quality Divine weapon, which was only one step from a Sea Quelling Bizarre Treasure.

Han Fei felt that if the material was better, it might be a Sea Quelling Bizarre Treasure. However, why did the knife become a sword after it was injected with the Sword Soul? Was it the Sword Soul’s obsession?

Also, in the Demon Purification Pot’s opinion, this was not a sword soul, but the soul of a Sword Puppet?

Han Fei didn’t know the difference.

Although Han Fei was very unhappy with the old turtle’s error in judgment, he had to let it go. After all, the old turtle would become his old servant in the future.

Han Fei asked, “Old Yuan, what is the soul of a Sword Puppet?”

The old turtle seemed a little guilty too. He immediately said, “Some people control swords, and some swords control men. When a person controls a sword, he becomes one with the sword. When a sword controls a man, he feeds his body to the sword. When he is alive, he becomes a sword puppet; when he dies, he becomes the soul of a sword puppet.”

Suddenly, the old turtle took a deep breath and said, “Are you saying that this person is a sword puppet?”

Han Fei said noncommittally, “It’s a sword puppet. Why?”

The old turtle said, “If it’s a sword puppet, there should be a sword master. A sword puppet is equivalent to a sword attendant. No matter how powerful he is, he’s just a servant. There must be stronger masters above him.”

“I see.”

Han Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly. If what the old turtle said was true, the background of the Heavenly Sword Sect was very likely to be related to the Sword Master of the Sword God World.

Of course, Han Fei didn’t believe it. Could the sword master still be alive?

However, perhaps because of the death of the Sword Master, the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect had already forgotten this.

After all, in the Abyssal Chasm, there was still a Sword Puppet of the Sword God World. If the Sword Master was still alive, why did he leave his puppet here?