Chapter 115: The Power of General Fei Peng
All the elders twitched their lips when they saw Jingtian's appearance.
They were all a little scared, and Jingtian hoped that Chonglou would be angry.
Otherwise, Chonglou will take action later and slap him to death with one slap.
This also includes Xu Changqing. Although Xu Changqing does not know Chonglou's identity, the demonic power of Chonglou has always enveloped him.
Just standing in the opponent's territory, Xu Changqing felt difficulty breathing.
He didn't quite understand why a mortal Jingtian could come and go freely in the opponent's demonic power.
It was as if everything around him had no effect on him.
Chonglou curled his lips as he looked at Jingtian who was touching him all over.
Although I knew Jingtian's personality, I really didn't expect it.
After the divine general Fei Peng was reincarnated, he turned out to be such a silly guy.
Just today, when I was planning to grab Chonglou's horn and pull it off.
Chonglou took action and just flicked Jingtian’s head.
The next moment, Jingtian covered his forehead and kept turning around.
"Ah, it hurts! I'm just curious about the material of your horn. Don't be angry."
Although he was hit a little, Jingtian knew that what he did was wrong. He simply thought that Chonglou's diagonal figure was too good-looking.
As the owner of a pawn shop, Jingtian has nothing but a pair of eyes that can discern valuables.
The corners of the Chonglou are obviously made of neither gold nor jade, and are rare in the world.
If this could be exchanged and sold, it would be worth at least a hundred taels of gold.
Chonglou looked at Jingtian in silence, then pointed at the demon-suppressing sword beside him and said, "This thing will be yours from now on. Take this sword with you."
Jingtian followed Chonglou's gaze and saw the Demon-Suppressing Sword stuck in the ground. This sword was obviously a top-quality item.
The exquisite carving, the patterns on the sword, and the flashing cold light, this is definitely a first-class sword!
Jingtian opened his mouth wide. He looked at the Demon-Slaying Sword with some surprise, then looked at Chonglou.
Then he pointed at his own face and said, "Are you sure you want to give me such a good sword? I'm not lying to you. The value of this sword is more than a thousand ounces of gold."
If something is very valuable, Jingtian still hopes to obtain it through barter. Although he can make a lot of money, Jingtian doesn't want others to lose too much.
The other party directly gave him such a precious sword, which was a huge loss for him.
So Jingtian hesitated for a long time and decided to ask more questions.
Chonglou shook his head and said, "This sword originally belonged to you. You will know when you pull it out."
Since Chonglou said so, Jingtian no longer refused and grabbed the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Just at the moment of holding the sword, I suddenly felt that there were a lot more things in my mind today.
A variety of sword moves and countless memories of using swords.
This feeling was very strange. Jingtian casually drew out the Demon-Slaying Sword, and then his body involuntarily made a sword flower.
Immediately afterwards, his body instinctively pointed a sword at Chonglou's neck. Of course, the sword was just pointing at Chonglou and did not get close to him.
Jingtian watched his body move involuntarily, and his hands shook in fear, and the Demon-Slaying Sword once again stuck into the floor.
He said with some lingering fear: "I don't know what happened. Why is the Demon-Suppressing Sword pointing directly at you? This is not what I want to do."
Jingtian was confused again. Wait, how did he know that this sword was called the Demon-Slaying Sword?
I can't understand the special text above.
Chonglou also understood from watching this scene that Jingtian had obtained the sword-using memory of Fei Peng. This demon-suppressing sword was not only a sharp blade, it had accompanied Fei Peng for too long, and he had learned all of Fei Peng's sword moves.
He is equivalent to Fei Peng's other soul, so when he held the sword today.
Everything that belonged to this soul was also obtained by Jingtian.
But at this time, Chonglou looked down at the other sword in his hand.
The magic sword was written by Long Yang, the prince of Jiang State, but the magic sword kept shaking in Chonglou's hand.
It seems that he was dissatisfied with Jingtian for being the first to obtain the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Chonglou looked at the magic sword in his hand and shook his head, then pointed the sword at Jingtian and said, "Pick up the sword and fight with me next."
Jingtian was shocked when he saw this scene, he quickly stretched out his hands and waved forward and said: "Wait a minute, big brother, I don't know how to fight.
If you are angry about my offense just now, I will let you hit me, but we have to discuss this matter properly, don't use force."
Chonglou frowned when he saw this, as he had been feeling itchy.
He wanted to compete with Jingtian in sword moves. The Jingtian holding the Demon-Slaying Sword was Fei Peng, but he did not have Fei Peng's magical power.
But Jingtian is Jingtian. Even if he has Feipeng's sword moves, he has no reason to fight, so he will not fight with him.
This made Chonglou very dissatisfied.
Chonglou looked down at the sword in his hand, and he thought of a way to make Jingtian fight.
Chonglou input a stream of magic power into the magic sword, and the next moment, a girl in palace dress wearing a tattered blue skirt fell out of the magic sword.
When the girl landed, she didn't look at Chonglou, but ran to Jingtian with a look of joy, hugged his arms and said, "Brother! I finally found you!"
The wide-sleeved fairy skirt was already tattered. This was a beautiful girl who looked like a princess. She was Long Yang's sister, Long Kui.
Jingtian was just confused by the sudden appearance of the girl. He subconsciously retracted his arm and said, "Who are you, girl? I'm not your brother. You've made a mistake."
Chonglou walked over slowly and said, "Her name is Long Kui. She was your sister in your previous life. In your previous life, you were the Crown Prince Long Yang of Jiang State.
Since you won't fight me, I'll give you a reason."
Chonglou stretched out his hand and grabbed Longkui's neck.
And he used so much force with his five fingers that Long Kui felt it was difficult to breathe.
Even though she was a soul, at this moment she felt that she was on the verge of death.
Seeing the girl being lifted up by the neck, Jingtian immediately became angry: "Stop, how can you do this to an innocent girl!
If you let her go, I will fight you!"
Although he looks like a gangster today, he is actually a guy with a strong sense of justice.
Even if he really doesn't want to fight, he will still hold himself back in order to save others.
But this is not what Chonglou wants.
Chonglou pressed the hilt of the magic sword against Jingtian's forehead, taking advantage of the connection between him and the magic sword.
Awakening some of the memories of Long Yang, the crown prince of Jiang State, which are the most real and important memories deep in Long Yang's heart.
Jingtian stood there blankly, his eyes lifeless, and he murmured, "Father, Mother...
Longkui, let's play on the slide together. It's fun.
No, you can't jump, from now on, you are no longer my sister!
Even without the sword, I can still annihilate the enemy!"
(End of this chapter)