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As soon as the circle of fire broke, water started gushing in from all directions. Uncle Xiao and the Black Chesters didn't have enough time to react, but Gu Feiyan and Jun Jiuchen had already made sufficient preparations.

Gu Feiyan swallowed the Turtle Breath Pill and unreservedly handed her life over to Jun Jiuchen. Jun Jiuchen's speed was even faster than the waves of the ocean. He grabbed Gu Feiyan with one hand, and grabbed the sword on the altar with the other. Then, the sword flew into his hand.

Once the sword was in his hand, he turned around with Gu Feiyan and drew a circle of sharp sword beams as the waves came flooding in. At the same time, the sword light pierced through the waves, violently pushing away the black mecha soldiers who had been encircling them. Jun Jiuchen borrowed this force to tightly embrace Lone Flying Yan, and rushed straight up to the center of the waves.

Jun Jiuchen had completed this entire process in a single breath, and his figure seemed as graceful as a swimming dragon. Although he was running away, he didn't appear to be in a sorry state, instead, he exuded a noble and arrogant air.

By the time the Black Shrimps and Uncle Xiao came to their senses, Jun Jiuchen had already escaped the encirclement of the Black Shrimps.

Of course, the black mackerel wasn't a vegetarian either. After all, the water was their territory. The commander of the black mackerel immediately cut a channel in the direction of Jun Jiuchen and Gu Feiyan. The waves receded from the impact, and Jun Jiuchen fell to the bottom of the lake. In a moment, all the black mechs had surrounded Jun Jiuchen.

They wanted to trap Jun Jiuchen to death at the bottom of the lake!

A cold killing intent surfaced in Jun Jiuchen's eyes. The reason why he was escaping was not because he was afraid of them, but because he did not want to waste time. Since this group of people were looking for death, he didn't mind starting a massacre in order to wake up the long-dormant sword.

Jun Jiuchen coldly glanced at the surrounding Dragon Guards, then suddenly thrust his sword into the ground. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and was about to pull out his sword, but who would've thought that the golden dragon on the sheath suddenly released a terrifying sword aura.

If it was anyone else, they would have long since been knocked away by this sword qi. Jun Jiuchen let go of her hand, but remained steady and unmoving. Unexpectedly, the sword suddenly rose into the air, floating in the air.

Jun Jiuchen didn't give chase. He stared blankly at the sword, feeling a surge of energy gathering in his palm. This wave of power was too powerful. It was clearly flowing out of his body, yet it was not under his control. It even made him unable to move, and could only wait.

Was this the power of Qian Ming?

At this moment, Jun Jiuchen suddenly had a feeling that the power of the Witherspike wasn't his own, but that his own was the power of the Witherspike. Jun Jiuchen's body was nothing more than the host of the Hades' power. He even had the desire to be driven by this power, yet he still chased after that treasured sword.

Of course he wanted to chase that sword, but he refused to be driven.

Other than Gu Feiyan, he did not belong to anyone else, and he was not controlled by anyone. Even if it was a God Power, he could not do it! He fought!

The black mackerel didn't dare to move forward when he saw Jun Jiuchen's strange reaction. At this moment, Uncle Xiao, who had been waiting a long time for this moment, suddenly rushed towards the sword, fighting to seize it.

He gritted his teeth, forcefully resisting the sharp sword qi. After cutting his own hand, he held the great sword with one hand.

Blood stained the golden dragon. At the same time, the blood trail disappeared!

This was using blood as the ally and contracting with the Hellwither Treasure Sword. Once the contract was made, no one could take it away.

He finally got it!

One had to know that everything he had done in the past ten years, including his unwavering cooperation with Princess Zuyun, was all for this treasured sword!

"Hahaha!" This sword is destined to be mine! "

Uncle Xiao was simply ecstatic. He slowly landed on the ground and loudly said, "Today, those who dare to make this old man an enemy will die!"

He looked proud and pleased. Even if the power of Qian Ming didn't return, with the help of the sword, he was confident that he could kill Jun Jiuchen and the other black armored soldiers.

With one hand on the blade and the other on the hilt, he proudly tried to draw his sword. Unexpectedly, he did not move. He tried again but still did not move.

What was going on?

The bloodstains had disappeared just now. This meant that he had succeeded in the contract! He was already the master of the sword, so how could he not be able to draw it out of its sheath?

Uncle Xiao didn't believe it was wrong and continued to pull the sword out, but he still couldn't move the sword. It was at this moment that a drop of blood suddenly emerged from the golden dragon on the sheath.

Uncle Xiao was shocked and subconsciously gripped the sword tightly, but the sword suddenly shook. Blood droplets flew onto Uncle Xiao's face as the sword of the Dark World flew out of his hand. It hovered in midair, emitting a golden light so sharp that no one could approach it anymore.

Amidst this dazzling golden light, the sword of Qian Ming rose up from its scabbard. The blade was an indescribably cold black, as if it could absorb all the light. When the treasured sword was completely unsheathed, a golden coiling dragon appeared on the cold black blade. It was exactly the same as the one carved on the sword sheath. The appearance of the golden dragon made the sword qi even more magnificent, dazzling to the eye.

Everyone looked up and saw that even Uncle Xiao was shocked by this scene. He unconsciously felt a sense of respect in his heart and did not dare to covet it.

Jun Jiuchen was the only one who was still staring at his own palm. His hands were trembling, his fingers were all bent, and an eye-catching blue vein appeared on his wrist. He was still struggling. While keeping his mind clear, he forcefully suppressed all the power that had been gathered into his hand, preventing it from going out of control and devouring him! Soon, a wound appeared on his palm, and blood was slowly flowing out.

This was the blood of the contract!

At this time, he slowly raised his head to look at the sword. But at this moment, the golden dragon coiled around the sword's hilt slowly flew towards Jun Jiuchen. The great sword returned to its scabbard and followed the golden dragon towards Jun Jiuchen.

Everyone was shocked, but Jun Jiuchen wasn't surprised.

He could not be more familiar with the process of resisting, and this was what he felt when he accepted the power of Qian Ming. He would either be conquered by this power, or conquered by it! Without a doubt, he once again quietly won.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the golden dragon flew into the palm of Jun Jiuchen, sending out a splatter of blood-red light. In the midst of this sanguine light, the sword returned to Jun Jiuchen's hand as if it were its master.

The golden bloody light dissipated and everything returned to tranquility.

No one present dared to believe what they had just seen, especially Uncle Xiao. He was so shocked that his mouth was wide open, unable to utter a single word!

How could this be?

He had clearly already made a contract, but he was still rejected! Did the sword choose Jun Jiuchen on its own accord?

Why?

What kind of luck did Jun Jiuchen have?

Shock, frustration, anger, and unwillingness filled his heart, but these were not even comparable to the word "jealousy". He had never thought that at his age he would be jealous of a young man who was only twenty-one.

Behind all the jealousy was a kind of subconscious acknowledgement! In his heart, he was actually approving of Jun Jiuchen!

Uncle Xiao wasn't someone who had the courage to acknowledge his enemies. This thought made him feel even worse!

He was so envious that he lost consciousness. He drew his black sprit's sword and rushed towards Jun Jiuchen. "Only by killing him can the Underworld Sword be annulled!"

Once again, Jun Jiuchen ruthlessly stabbed the Heaven's Netherworld Sword into the ground. This time, he easily unsheathed his sword and swung it towards Uncle Xiao's sword …

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