Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 308 – Fourth watch!!

The Black Jade Sword's sword spirit had transford into a massive black sword, as dark as ink.

Bloodthirsty, violent, cruel, ominous, painful...

All sorts of negative emotions emanated from this giant sword, making it a true Demon Sword.

The black giant sword slashed towards ng Fan.

"Capture the leader first," the Black Jade Sword's spirit understood this principle well.

To it, ng Fan was clearly the "king" among the three, the backbone.

Of course, it also saw ng Fan as the weakest of the three!

As long as ng Fan was killed, the stalemate could be broken.

The black giant sword t ng Fan's rain of swords head-on!

ng Fan's Myriad Swords As One, each strand of Sword Qi was crushed by the black giant sword. Clearly, although Myriad Swords As One was strong, it was still significantly weaker than the Black Jade Sword's spirit, making it hard to bridge the gap!

When ng Fan's Myriad Swords As One was completely crushed by the black giant sword, the crimson giant sword that Hong Qi had transford into clashed with the black giant sword.

Although ng Fan's Myriad Swords As One had consud so of the black giant sword's energy, Hong Qi was still slightly at a disadvantage.

If this continued, Hong Qi would likely end up like ng Fan's Myriad Swords As One, completely crushed.

And if Hong Qi's giant sword was crushed, it would be the mont when her soul would be scattered and she would be annihilated!

Hong Qi was fighting desperately, and so was the Black Jade Sword's spirit, leaving no room for retreat.

Fortunately, besides ng Fan and Hong Qi, there was also the old monk!

The golden alms bowl that the old monk had transford into smashed into the black giant sword just as it was clashing with Hong Qi's giant sword.

No wonder he had survived for so many years, this old scher!

In the next second, the black giant sword shattered inch by inch, turning into countless fragnts.

Before these fragnts could hit the ground, they turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in mid-air.

At the sa ti, a sharp, piercing scream echoed through the void.

The Black Jade Sword's spirit had truly been obliterated!

A faint smile appeared on ng Fan's face, but before it could last even a second, a black beam shot towards him from the void.

The crimson giant sword that Hong Qi had transford into trembled and turned into a crimson lightning bolt, blocking in front of ng Fan.

The alms bowl that the old monk had transford into moved even faster, also blocking in front of ng Fan.

But this black beam was extrely strange, seemingly ignoring everything, unstoppable, and directly pierced through Hong Qi's giant sword and the old monk's alms bowl, shooting into ng Fan's Divine Soul.

Seeing Hong Qi and the old monk blocking in front of him, ng Fan actually felt a sense of relief.

But just as he was about to relax, his expression changed, and his heart trembled.

"Master, are you alright?" The crimson giant sword turned back into Hong Qi's phantom, looking at ng Fan with a worried face.

"ng Benefactor, are you hurt?" The old monk was also sowhat concerned. After all, if sothing happened to ng Fan, the five thousand Spirit Stones he had just promised would likely be gone.

ng Fan's Divine Soul frowned slightly. He checked himself but found nothing unusual.

But even without thinking too hard, he knew that the black beam that had just shot into his body couldn't have had no effect.

"I haven't noticed anything unusual for now," ng Fan said softly.

Hearing this, Hong Qi still looked worried and couldn't relax.

But the old monk breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as there was no imdiate problem, it didn't matter if ng Fan would be affected later. At least for now, his five thousand Spirit Stones were safe.

On the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, ng Fan's Divine Soul returned to his body. He checked himself again but still found nothing unusual.

"Master?" Hong Qi's phantom also appeared on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, looking at ng Fan with concern.

ng Fan shook his head and said, "I'm fine. You've also consud a lot of energy this ti. Go back to the Hong Qi Sword and rest."

Moreover, having just absorbed the Essence of the Sword from the Black Jade Sword, both the Hong Qi Sword and Hong Qi had gained a lot and needed to digest it in ti.

Hong Qi did not return to the Hong Qi Sword but continued to look at ng Fan with great concern.

"Go back, that's an order!" ng Fan glared at Hong Qi.

Hearing this, Hong Qi reluctantly returned to the Hong Qi Sword.

Wu Tian, who was on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, saw the surrounding Sword Qi disappear and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Senior Brother ng, thank you for saving my life. I will rember this forever."

He thanked ng Fan and then quickly rushed out of the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, heading back to his room.

To be honest, he had been truly frightened this ti.

ng Fan did not stop Wu Tian from leaving. His mind was no longer on Wu Tian. He looked at the Black Jade Sword in his hand and fell into deep thought.

In his mind, he was still thinking about the black beam that had just shot into his body.

Holding the Black Jade Sword, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if it were an extension of his own arm.

In theory, although the Black Jade Sword's spirit had been obliterated, the Black Jade Sword should still have no connection to ng Fan. He shouldn't feel this familiar with it.

It was as if the Black Jade Sword had already recognized him as its master!

ng Fan played with the Black Jade Sword for a while, performing a few sword flowers, feeling more and more comfortable with it.

He walked out of the Sword Pavilion, holding the Black Jade Sword, and slashed towards the sky.

A Sword Qi shot up into the sky.

This casual Sword Qi was stronger than ng Fan had expected, given that it was driven by a Dao Sword and enhanced by his Innate Sword Physique.

Most importantly, this Sword Qi was filled with a murderous intent, with a clear bloodthirsty and violent nature, as if it wouldn't rest until it had killed.

This was the characteristic of the Black Jade Sword. Although its spirit had been obliterated, the Black Jade Sword remained the Black Jade Sword.

After all, the sword spirit was attached to the Black Jade Sword, not the other way around.

For a Demon Sword like the Black Jade Sword, even if its spirit was obliterated, a new one would eventually be born.

"This Black Jade Sword, though a Demon Sword and extrely evil, is undeniably a good sword with great potential!

If it drinks enough blood, it could one day ascend from a Dao Sword to a Divine Sword. If I push it to the extre, it might even beco an Immortal Sword!"

ng Fan looked at the Black Jade Sword, muttering to himself, but then he shook his head.

He didn't need to continue enhancing the Black Jade Sword because he was destined not to lack Divine Swords in the future.

Not to ntion, there was already a Divine Sword-level Azure Fish Sword in his Sword Pellet.

As long as his strength reached the level where he could wield a Divine Sword, the Azure Fish Sword would surely serve him.

He didn't need a bloodthirsty sword like the Black Jade Sword because he wasn't a bloodthirsty person. He considered himself a lover of peace.

Of course, so scoundrels still needed to be killed, and he didn't mind using the Black Jade Sword for that!

ng Fan put the Black Jade Sword into his storage ring and returned to the Sword Pavilion.

Since the Black Jade Sword seed to have inexplicably recognized him as its master, he naturally had to keep it. There was no way he would leave it on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

As the only steward of the Sword Pavilion, taking a sword wasn't a problem; it wasn't considered dereliction of duty.