Chapter 912 Old Acquaintance

Han Xu didn't care how A Ling knew the Purple Star Sword. He only knew that they almost died in A Ling's hands just now. ♦♦  ♦♦

How could he not understand at this point that the reason why the Death Forest was called the Jedi was because of A Ling.

She was the one who sucked every cultivator who came here dry. To be able to do this, her strength must be extraordinary. So after Han Xu broke through the vines, he swung the Purple Star Sword towards A Ling without hesitation, trying to kill her in one fell swoop while she was distracted.

The Purple Star Sword slashed out a brilliant sword energy in the air. Although Han Xu still couldn't call on the power of the true essence to attack, this sword contained his whole body's strength and sword comprehension. Ordinary supreme masters would never be able to withstand this sword.

However, Han Xu still underestimated A Ling's strength.

Feeling the sword energy coming, A Ling immediately came back to her senses, and saw that countless vines suddenly grew behind her, each vine was a different color, releasing different powers.

Some vines were covered with flames, some were condensed with frost, some were as sharp as swords, and some were erratic and fast.

Han Xu was a little frightened. There was a different power of Taoism on each vine. This was the first time he saw someone other than himself using so many powers of Taoism at the same time.

Hearing what A Ling said before, Han Xu guessed that these powers were swallowed by A Ling from different strong men.

But this was not the time to worry about these problems. Seeing countless vines attacking, Han Xu was forced to switch from attack to defense. Ziwei Divine Sword slashed out several sword qi, and then the power generated by the collision, Han Xu's body flew backwards, and took advantage of the situation to cut off the vines on Lan Xiaoxiao and Lei Ming, saving the two.

After landing, Han Xu stood in front of the two with a sword, ready to fight to the death, but A Ling did not continue to attack Han Xu.

Her eyes fell on the Ziwei Sword in Han Xu's hand, as if she couldn't move away. Han Xu actually saw a touch of nostalgia in her eyes.

However, soon, A Ling's eyes surged with murderous intent again, a murderous intent that was completely different from before. If the previous murderous intent was simply to obtain the power of three people, the murderous intent at this time seemed to be filled with deep hatred.

"Tell me, where did the Ziwei Sword in your hand come from?" A Ling questioned Han Xu. Although she looked like a little girl, she brought Han Xu unbearable pressure.

"Do you know this sword? Or do you know the original owner of this sword?" Han Xu asked back.

"Answer me quickly, or I will kill you immediately!" A Ling seemed to have completely lost her patience. Han Xu thought that the Ziwei Sword must have a pivotal position in her heart.

After a careful assessment of the situation, Han Xu knew that he could not beat A Ling in a head-on battle, so he told her the origin of the sword truthfully. As for how A Ling's position would change after knowing the truth, he could only leave it to fate.

It can be said that this is the first time that Han Xu has fallen into a real desperate situation since his cultivation. The strength of the little girl in front of him is far beyond his cognition. She is the first opponent he has never been able to match.

A Ling can easily suppress his true essence and mental power. Their strength is far from the same level.

"That's the thing. I got this sword from the small world, but it was not until not long ago that I really got the recognition of the sword spirit."

Han Xu was telling the truth. Although he had obtained the Ziwei Divine Sword for a long time, he had not been recognized by the sword spirit before. Only in a few critical moments did the sword spirit let him occasionally use the power of the sword once or twice to resolve the crisis.

The sword spirit truly recognized Han Xu and allowed Han Xu to freely control the Ziwei Divine Sword after Han Xu was called the Supreme, that is, not long before the battle with Yuan Tu. That was because Han Xu's understanding of the sword had basically reached the level of entering the sword spirit's eye, so he unsealed himself and let the sword recognize Han Xu as the master.

"Let the sword spirit come out and I will believe you." A Ling didn't seem to believe Han Xu. Perhaps this sword was too important to her, so she had to confirm it again and again.

Judging from A Ling's appearance, she was most likely an old acquaintance of Ziwei Jianzun, but Ziwei Jianzun was a figure from many years ago, thousands of years if not ten thousand years ago, but how old was A Ling?

No, Han Xu understood instantly that A Ling's body was the huge God of Creation Tree, and the little girl in front of him was just a body she created herself, just like Lei Ming.

Han Xu tightly grasped the Ziwei Sword and began to communicate with the sword spirit. Generally speaking, after the artifact recognizes the master, the artifact spirit will fall into a deep sleep and will not wake up until the critical moment, but as the owner of the artifact, it can still wake it up.

At Han Xu's call, the Ziwei Sword began to tremble slightly, purple light bloomed, and an illusory figure appeared in the air.

"Ziwei Sword Spirit, is it really you?" When A Ling saw the sword spirit, mist appeared in her eyes.

"Who are you?"

"It's me, A Ling!"

"A Ling?" Ziwei Sword Spirit looked at the little girl in front of him in confusion, and soon, he showed a surprised expression. As the master of the magic sword, Han Xu could naturally feel the excitement of the sword spirit at this moment.

"He said he is the master of Ziwei Sword, right?" A Ling asked, "Don't be afraid, if you are forced or something, I will take care of it for you!"

Sister?

Han Xu caught a key word, thinking that this A Ling is not only related to Ziwei Sword Master, but also should be a very close relationship, otherwise she would not be so familiar with Ziwei Sword Spirit.

"Sister, calm down, he is indeed my new master, his sword talent is not inferior to Ziwei Master."

"Really?"

"Really."

It was not until the sword spirit repeatedly assured her that Ah Ling finally believed Han Xu's words.

"Sister, if everything is fine, I will go back first. You know I can't leave the magic sword for too long, and this is not the Three Thousand Worlds. I must sleep for a long time to avoid losing my strength."

"Okay, you go back, and leave the rest to me."

After that, the sword spirit disappeared. Before leaving, he said to Han Xu: "Master, don't worry, Ah Ling is one of us."

Han Xu also felt that Ah Ling's killing intent had subsided, and her eyes looking at Han Xu also changed, but at this time, vines grew out from the ground and entangled Lan Xiaoxiao all of a sudden.

Han Xu was wondering, but he saw the flow of true energy in the vines, but this time the flow was towards Lan Xiaoxiao.

Soon, Lan Xiaoxiao's face returned to normal, but she was still unconscious and didn't wake up.

"Okay, I have returned your friend's true energy to her. They will wake up by themselves in a few hours." Ah Ling said.

Han Xu said, "What about my true essence?"

A Ling smiled and said, "Big brother's true essence tastes so good. A Ling has already absorbed it. Sorry."

"I don't believe you!" Han Xu cursed in his heart, but he didn't say anything. It's just a little true essence. It can be replenished by absorbing dozens of Yuanshi.

But when he heard A Ling calling big brother again, Han Xu couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Come with me, let's talk." A Ling said, and turned to walk forward. At the same time, vines grew on the ground, and soon it turned into a tree house that covered Lan Xiaoxiao and Lei Ming.

Han Xu followed, and he knew that what he was going to say next must be related to Ziwei Jianzun.