Chapter 70: Sharpen sword

"Swallow the sky axe?" Deng Yue couldn't help but stunned, his eyes looked at the broken dragon platform: "I said, Brother Zhao, your apprentice, a little grumpy..."
As the elder of Heavenly Criminal Peak, Deng Yue is usually in charge of the disciples of each peak. Naturally, he knows a little bit about the magic instruments in the hands of the disciples...
For example, the black short sword in Wang Lin’s hand does not seem very eye-catching, but Deng Yue knew that it was made of fragments that swallowed the sky axe.
Thousands of years ago, a great demon Kunsha was born in the north. He held the Tianxun axe and went straight to the gate of Jianzong Mountain. He fought against the ancestor Taiguang Xuan, the ancestor of Shaoguangfeng, and the Tianxun axe was broken into 72 fragments, of which 69 were Brought back by the accompanying three demon kings, it is now the treasure of the three demon clan towns, and the remaining three are missing. Until three hundred years ago, Zhao Qianye took the position of Elder Shaoguangfeng. One of the fragments was found in the cold lake under the shaking peak, and Wu Yue was asked to take it into the essence of the black iron and cast it into a black dagger named Plague God.
Today, it is in the hands of Wang Lin...
The most powerful thing about this of plague is that it can evoke a phantom that swallows the sky axe!
You know, the sky-sweeping axe that was going to be away from the hand at that time, but the fifty-four magic weapons that banned perfection can’t be described by the destruction of the earth, even the sixty-nine pieces that have been separated have become the three largest. The treasure of the demon tribe.
In the phantom, there was a trace of swallowing the sky axe.
This trace of branding is simply not something that two inner disciples who raise the Yuan realm can bear...
I'm afraid, this is to die together...
"No..." At this time, Zhao Qianye was too anxious: "My apprentice was born with the body of Ford, which coincided with the characteristics of the of plague, but every time he used the sword tactics to destroy the sword, it would stimulate the trace of swallowing the sky. The brand of axe, once it exceeds the limit, this brand of swallowing axe will emerge, he can't control himself..."
"What now?"
"It's okay, when this sky-swept phantom erupts, I'll freely keep them both, but the Lin Fei of Yu Hengfeng, I'm afraid I might get some minor injuries..."
Just as the two were talking, the sky-swept axe above Wang Lin's head gradually solidified...
For a moment, a scene of flying sand and rocks on the broken dragon platform, the sky-swept axe hung there, just like a huge black hole opened, under the power of all the power, the stone slabs on the broken dragon platform were constantly peeled off. When he came down, he was rolled up by the screaming wind and sucked into the phantom of Swallowing the Axe. More than a dozen disciples from the nearest peak of the Dragon's Dragon Platform only ran a little slower. Among the huge black holes...
Wang Lin's face was pale, his right hand clenched tightly against the of plague, and he was doing his best, trying to control the phantom of swallowing the sky.
At this time, Lin Fei, who was only ten feet away from Wang Lin, stood there motionless. His clothes were blown by the wind, hunting, and the Fengming sword in his hand was flashing with fire, eyes Looking at the shadow of the sky-swept axe above Wang Lin's head, there was a trace of joy...
"This Lin Fei, I really do not know life and death..." Zhao Qianye could not help scolding on the cloud platform.
result……
Before waiting for Zhao Qianye to scold, Lin Fei on the broken dragon platform suddenly moved.
This move is two sword gas shot.
Taiyi Sword Qi with the most divine and holy gas turned into a dragon dragon wrapped around Lin Fei, this Taiyi Sword Qi was transformed by the innate sacred thing, to protect it from bad luck, at the same time, the moire Jian Qi brought a chilly atmosphere, and turned into an ice worm that tightly wrapped around Wang Lin. At this moment, even the sky-swallowing phantom that had just emerged was actually frozen, and in an instant, the entire dragon was broken. On the stage, it became an ice and snow...
Followed, just watched Lin Fei holding the Fengming sword, like the phoenix reborn in the fire, rushed into the phantom of swallowing the sky axe...
Two sword qi twitched...
The whole world suddenly fell silent.
"No..." Under the broken dragon platform, a dozen or so disciples of the inner door who had just been swallowed up by the imaginary shadow of the axe, looked at this scene dumbfounded. Everyone's face had an incredible expression on their faces.
Swallowing the sky axe phantom, it was broken up!
Above the cloud platform, Deng Yue froze, Zhao Qianye froze, and a dozen elders also froze...
"This..." Zhao Qianye just scolded a sentence, but suddenly there was such a change. The remaining half of the sentence was stuck in the throat, and the voice was a little trembling: "How is this possible?"
"What's impossible..." Deng Yue finally raised his eyebrows and exhaled, and he was in a good mood for a while: "It's nothing more than a piece of axe that swallows the sky axe, even if you shake the light peak and hold it as a baby, you can't control anything, what is there? It’s easy to control, and it’s tickling...

"You..." Elder Zhao was about to get angry, but he had to sigh again: "You knew Lin Fei had these two swords, right?"
"How fresh..." Deng Yue sneered: "Under Yuheng Peak a while ago, Lin Fei's sword gas broke the Shihe Hunyuan sword array, and most of them asked Jianzong to know..."
"..."
Elder Zhao suddenly felt bad...
After staying there for a long time, I was reluctant to ask: "Since there are these two sword qi, why did Lin Fei not use it at all, let alone say that the golden sword qi alone is born sacred. The guardianship of doom is difficult, and the swordsmanship of restraining the sword of fortune is inherent. If Lin Fei uses it as soon as he comes up, my apprentice will just admit defeat..."
"That, Brother Zhao..." There may be so many people present, and only Deng Yue may know Lin Fei's thoughts, so he looked at Zhao Qianye with some sympathy: "Don't be angry when I said... "
"I'm so angry, I'm not angry at all, really, I'm really not angry!" Elder Zhao's entire face was black.
"If I guessed right, Lin Fei was sharpening his sword..." After saying this, Deng Yue shook his head and turned away.
"Sharpening the sword?" Only Elder Zhao stayed there, pondering over and over what it meant to grind the sword...
At this time, neither Zhao Qianye nor Deng Yue knew that, not far from here, the real person in charge was having the same dialogue with a young monk...
"Oh, your brother Lin, is sharpening your sword..."
The young monk was in his twenties, with a pair of sackcloth and a pair of cloth shoes, and a dark face with wind and dust, as if coming from a far distance.
This is Li Xuan, the fourth disciple who teaches real people. Although he ranks last among the true disciples, the natural Cangxuan spirit body, along with Qiu Yuehua, is considered to be the most promising to ask Jianzong after a few years. Dan Chengjiu's people.