Yue Buhui was overwhelmed with joy and tears, but his emotions made him momentarily distracted.

Being distracted in a battle is extremely dangerous. An assassin launched a sneak attack on him from behind, with his hands holding the condensed Judgment Treasure, striking towards him.

This scene was caught by Wang Xiaoqiang, but he was too far away to help. At the critical moment, Wang Xiaoqiang's willpower moved, and the Demon Droplet flew out, piercing into the assassin's back, rotating rapidly like a gear in his heart.

The assassin, before his Judgment Divine Weapon could land on Yue Buhui, shuddered, spewing a mouthful of blood, which all splattered on Yue Buhui's face.

Shocked back to his senses by the blood, Yue Buhui swung his sword technique, and the Immortal Sword slammed down. The violent Sword Qi knocked the assassin to the ground.

Wang Xiaoqiang controlled the Demon Droplet to shatter the assassin's heart but did not retrieve it to avoid being discovered, especially by Yue Buhui.

Only when Yue Buhui went on to kill another assassin, Wang Xiaoqiang seized the opportunity. Just as the leader charged angrily with his Divine Weapon, Wang Xiaoqiang skillfully dodged, swiftly dropping like a wild goose to the assassin's corpse, circled above it briefly, and retrieved the Demon Droplet unnoticed.

Very quickly...

With absolute strength, Wang Xiaoqiang and Yue Buhui rapidly eliminated the three assassins, leaving only the leader.

Yue Buhui, excited by the fight, moved to strike the leader with his sword, but Wang Xiaoqiang stopped him with a playful smile and said, "Since he promised to commit suicide, why should we do anything more?!"...

The leader neither ran nor attacked. He stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a somber look. He felt the power of Wang Xiaoqiang had significantly increased since getting an additional hammer Magic Treasure, and his subordinates were almost instantly killed by him,

The one beside Wang Xiaoqiang had also formed a Sword Spirit during the fight, showcasing great strength.

Now, he was alone against two. Whether to fight or to flee seemed impossible.

Moreover, with all his subordinates gone, he had no face left to return.

Despair surged in his heart at this thought.

He believed Wang Xiaoqiang was responsible for his miserable fate and looked at him with venomous hatred, shaking with rage,

At this moment, he desperately wanted to take Wang Xiaoqiang's life, even at the cost of his own. But he was powerless to do so. The hatred in his heart had no outlet.

"Hey, are you not going to keep your word?" Wang Xiaoqiang taunted the leader with a smirk, "You said if I escaped from your grasp, you would commit suicide…"

"Rest assured, I'm not like you, Wang Xiaoqiang. You're merely an opportunistic villain. A villain will never amount to anything grand…"

"Hey, what are you rambling on about, go on with the suicide. I am waiting to watch the show." Wang Xiaoqiang crossed his arms and watched with an amused expression.

Finding Wang Xiaoqiang unreceptive to sarcasm or mockery, the leader, resigned, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and pressed the Life and Death Curse on his forehead. With a boom, his body exploded.

Wang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes, savoring as if enjoying beautiful music, murmuring, "Ah, how wonderful!"

"Hey, you're twisted!" Yue Buhui pushed Wang Xiaoqiang with a wry smile, "Let's go."

Wang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, staring at Yue Buhui, "You're the twisted one, crying and laughing in a fight, you almost died…"

Yue Buhui lowered his head with some shame, wiped the blood off his face, and weakly said, "Little Qiang, thank you for saving me."

"No need for thanks," Wang Xiaoqiang was relieved he hadn't noticed the Demon Droplet, rolled his eyes and earnestly said, "You clearly lack combat experience, remember never to be distracted in a fight, or you'll meet a gruesome end."

"I'll remember!" Yue Buhui said, "Little Qiang, I'll teach you the secret method to cultivate a sword spirit."

Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't very interested in sword technique but was curious about the Sword Spirit, thinking of cultivating one for fun. If it turned out to be a beautiful female, it would be enjoyable for battle and for adult fun...

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoqiang was excited, "Hey, you've changed your mind so soon?"

"We're brothers after all. Besides, I need to show some gratitude for you saving me." Yue Buhui was straightforward and said what was in his heart.

"Since you're so sincere, refusing would seem pretentious. Alright, tell me quickly." Wang Xiaoqiang smiled.

"I can teach you, but you can't pass it on to others. That's the bottom line!" Yue Buhui said solemnly.

"Hey, do you take me for a fool? The fewer who know this swordsmanship, the better. Why would I tell anyone else?! Rest assured." Wang Xiaoqiang patted his chest.

Yue Buhui nodded, "Hmm, it's a set of Heart Technique Incantations. I'll recite them to you, you need to remember them carefully."

This swordsmanship was Yue Buhui's own realization, summarized into Heart Technique Incantations, kept in mind, not written down, to prevent any leak. Now, he too wouldn't write it down but passed it orally to Wang Xiaoqiang,

Yue Buhui recited the Heart Technique Incantations once, asking, "Hey, Little Qiang, did you memorize them?"

Wang Xiaoqiang shook his head.

"Alright, I'll recite them again. If you can't remember this time, blame your lack of talent."

Just as Yue Buhui was about to recite again, Wang Xiaoqiang burst into laughter, "You're really quite honest. Once your Sword Spirit fully forms, I bet you'll have trouble controlling her…"

"Wait, you remembered it?" Yue Buhui exclaimed.

"If I couldn't remember that, I'd be an idiot, wouldn't I?" Wang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes.

After thinking it over, Yue Buhui agreed, Wang Xiaoqiang was so smart, how could he not remember a few Heart Technique Incantations? He was truly naive to believe him.

He gave an embarrassed smile, "The Sword Spirit belongs to me alone, whether I can control her or not, she's mine."

"Ah, you're such a Sword Fanatic! You might as well marry your Sword Spirit in the future, haha…" As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang flew ahead.

"What are you talking about?…" Yue Buhui, a bit annoyed and embarrassed, moved to punch Wang Xiaoqiang, only to find he had already run off. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to vote, with recommendation and monthly tickets at qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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