After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 365 Devouring

"I need you to help me this time."

Lin Chuan did not respond to Qiu, but instead tried to communicate with the sword spirit of the forbidden immortal weapon.

"Om."

The forbidden immortal weapon made a slight sound, and the sword body trembled slightly, with black and white energy entwined on it.

"Why does this sword feel a little different? Is it willing to help me, or not?"

Lin Chuan frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. However, the situation was urgent and he could not afford to think too much.

In an instant, he pulled the magic sword out of the scabbard made of Yang Tiemu, turned around and slashed at Hu Xiaotian and others who were attacking him.

"Immortal weapon?! This kid actually has a complete immortal weapon! Haha, it seems that my Tiger Capturing Sect will become a sacred place for capturing tigers."

Hu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly widened, full of greed, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Although that kid can't unleash the power of the immortal weapon, it's better for the sect leader to be careful."

The great elder standing beside Hu Xiaotian glanced down with lingering fear at the wound on his arm where a strange sword energy still remained, and frowned.

"..."

Behind them, a short man stared at the sword in Lin Chuan's hand, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he raised his eyes to look at Hu Xiaotian and the Great Elder standing in front of him, his expression changed, and he quickly lowered his eyelids, concealing the desire in his eyes without a trace.

Then, he turned his gaze to a place not far away, and saw Qiu and the woman in black dress fighting fiercely.

The woman in the black dress had already noticed the movement here. Her eyes fell on the sword in Lin Chuan's hand, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. Then, she looked up at the short man and nodded slightly.

"Boy, how about leaving the magic weapon behind and I'll let you go?" Hu Xiaotian said with a grim smile.

"..."

Lin Chuan did not respond, but frowned and stared at the sword in his hand.

This time, in addition to the strands of cold and yin energy that continued to enter his body, there was also a trace of destructive sword intent. After the destructive sword intent entered his body, it did not need to be refined by the yin and yang cyclones, but decomposed automatically.

"starry night……"

Lin Chuan's lips moved slightly, and he murmured something.

After practicing the Yin-Yang Taichu Method, the two contradictory sword intentions that he had previously realized were in harmony with the Yin-Yang Dao, and transformed into the Yin-Yang sword intention.

But Xingye is different. After being tempered by heavenly thunder and the sword intent of destruction, it has been passively carrying the sword intent of destruction.

"Buzz!"

The long sword in his hand seemed to have heard Lin Chuan's call, and it let out a long, clear sound, and the sword body began to vibrate violently.

The destructive sword intent that was originally looming suddenly erupted, spreading rapidly like a surging tide, and completely covered the cold and gloomy power.

"Old buddy, so you're still here."

Lin Chuan took a long breath, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and his aura suddenly changed.

"Boy, it seems that if you don't accept my toast, you will have to drink the wine for punishment."

Looking at Lin Chuan, who was exuding a fierce fighting spirit, Hu Xiaotian's eyes were slightly stern.

"You talk too much."

Lin Chuan raised his hand slightly, and seven flying swords surrounded by purple-gold thunder appeared out of thin air, instantly strangling the short man who attacked him from behind.

"Shadow Escape!"

The short man looked up and saw the flying sword coming towards him, then he decisively fell to the ground. In an instant, his figure was swallowed by the darkness and disappeared in an instant.

"Sir, be careful!"

Qiu shouted hurriedly, his face full of worry and anxiety.

"Sister, you should worry about yourself. After all, the wound has already opened."

The woman in the black dress licked the corner of her scarlet lips, a hint of teasing flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Qiu's abdomen.

"boom!"

A dull crash sound suddenly rang out, and the short man's body shook violently, and he took several steps back.

Lin Chuan stood there expressionlessly, blood flowing down his arm and dripping onto the ground.

"Alright, just finish the battle quickly. This magical weapon will belong to your Tiger-Catching Sect, but the thing under the ground will belong to me."

The woman in black skirt saw that the two men from the Qinhu Sect were just staring blankly at the fight between Lin Chuan and the short man, with no intention of taking action. She couldn't help but frown, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

"Sect Master Liu is indeed magnanimous. I, Hu, would be disrespectful to refuse."

Hu Xiaotian exchanged glances with the Great Elder, then rushed towards Lin Chuan without hesitation.

"..."

The short man took Lin Chuan's punch again, flew backwards, left the battlefield, and looked at the woman in black dress on the other side.

The woman in the black dress dodged Qiu's attack with ease and shook her head at the short man.

"Xingye, can you help me communicate with the sword spirit of this sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand seemed to understand his words, and the sword body trembled violently again. The original destructive sword intent quickly receded like a tide, and the cold air that had been suppressed before took the opportunity to come back, spreading out in strands, making the surrounding air instantly become cold and biting.

"What are you talking about, kid? If you know what's best for you, hand over the magical weapon. I might leave your body intact."

The Great Elder of the Qinhu Sect suddenly threw a punch, the wind from the fist was whistling, and with a fierce momentum, it came straight to Lin Chuan's face.

"You despicable villain, I kindly agreed to help you three times, and you actually dared to hurt me!"

An angry voice suddenly sounded in Lin Chuan's mind.

"Is there any misunderstanding, Senior Sword Spirit?"

While Lin Chuan was using the Yin-Yang Divine Thunder to block the Great Elder's attack, he asked in his mind.

"You despicable villain, I'm going to chop you in two today!"

As soon as the sword spirit finished speaking, the long sword that was originally held in Lin Chuan's hand flashed with cold light and was filled with murderous intent.

"Mad, it really is a double whammy."

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, veins popping out on his forehead and beads of sweat rolling down.

He tried to stabilize the situation, but the Great Elder suddenly seized the opportunity and struck him with a heavy punch.

The punch hit Lin Chuan so hard that he felt as if his internal organs had shifted. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"You are not allowed to hurt the master!"

In my mind, the familiar voice sounded again, completely different from before. This time there was no anger at all, but instead it was full of worry.

"starry night?"

Lin Chuan endured the severe pain in his body and shouted tentatively.

"Master, it's me."

The voice was gentle yet firm, with a hint of intimacy.

"Get the hell out of my body!"

Suddenly, the voice became furious again.

"The master is injured, go help him!"

The next second, the voice was instantly shrouded in deep worry, anxious and flustered.

"That despicable villain sent you to devour me. He deserves to die. Why should I help him?"

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