Bai Ye walked very slowly, step by step. During the past few days of cultivating, he swallowed all the sword intent pill he received from the thirteen elders. The sword intent was increased by nearly a hundred times. The sword intent was extremely astonishing. It could almost be materialized. Communicate with the broken and broken swords and feel the sword power hidden in them.
After all, it was the pill given by the lord of the Yijian Heavenly Palace. This kind of terrifying sword intent, even with his current talent, would have to cultivate for decades to achieve.
Bai Ye leaned inward a little bit.
Gradually, more and more broken swords appeared on the ground, and the sword intent and evil spirit surging in the air became more and more fierce. Bai Ye had to merge with the heavenly soul and protect the body with holy power to move forward.
About an hour later, Bai Ye's steps are already very heavy, and every time he lifts his foot, he has to do his best. After a while, the person is already out of breath, especially uncomfortable.
"How big is this sword tomb?"
Bai Ye couldn't help muttering, swallowing a few self-made sacred pills, and his pace was lighter.
I don't know how long I have been walking, the swords on the ground in front of him are already very dense, almost a little difficult to move, and the quality of these swords has risen to an astonishing height.
Bai Ye's eyes lit up, he pulled out a sword and looked at it, but he saw that although the blade was incomplete, the material of the sword was still very cautious.
I really don't know what level of material this is made of.
With a thought of Bai Ye, he suddenly took off the Silver Rainbow Sword at his waist, hesitated, and slashed at the broken sword fiercely.
however...
Cang Dang!
The Silver Rainbow Sword purchased at a huge price was directly split into two pieces.
"This..." Bai Ye wanted to curse.
The sword here, even if it is broken, its strength and sharpness are still terrifying, unlike the swords on the outside, which can break at the touch of a touch.
But from this point of view, it is not a simple matter to recast the sword here.
Bai Ye thought, put the broken silver rainbow sword into the scabbard, and continued to move forward.
But as I walked, I felt that there was an unusual movement around me.
Looking up, I realized that the broken swords around somehow trembled.
Buzzing...
The sound of swords rang back and forth throughout the sword tomb, especially harsh.
Bai Ye frowned slightly, looked at a gently trembling sword beside him, and quickly pulled it up, only to realize that it was the agitation of the spirit in the sword.
"The sword here... already has a sword spirit?" Bai Ye pondered for a while, sat down cross-legged, dragged the sword with both hands, closed his eyes and meditated, urging the sword intent to surge towards the dilapidated long sword. Communicating with the sword spirit inside.
Suddenly, a turbulent and surging sense of killing instantly struck Bai Ye's heart. At that moment, Bai Ye only felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his body was icy, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
too horrible!
He took a few breaths, staring at the broken sword in his hand, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes again, and urged the sword intent to surge into the sword.
The horrible sight of the shocking glimpse just now came into his mind instantly.
It was a scene of two master swordsmen, volleying and powerful.
The two were extremely vague, but both held divine swords in their hands, the swords shining over all directions, making the sun bleak and the stars dull.
One person urges the sword, the sword power shatters the sky! The other man crossed his sword, and the blade soared tens of thousands of feet long, as if it could break the mountains and rivers.
The two fight in the air until the universe is reversed, the cycle of reincarnation is shattered, the sky is dark and the ground is dark, the ghosts cry and the wolf howls, every move is extremely mysterious, it is impossible to see through.
At that moment, Bai Ye only felt that the picture presented in his mind was a picture before the end of the world. They screamed with their swords, their sword intent flooded the world, they carried their swords and slashed wildly, their sword power could destroy the common people, a series of terrifying tricks spawned, and a sword technique that is hard to imagine with the sword came out. , In the entire world, there are only these two fiercely fighting figures, everything will become ashes under their sword...
This is the real master of the sword! Is the true king of swords!
The swords in their hands, as long as their arms, have long since merged with them and merged with their souls. Once such an existence is destroyed by sword, people will die!
In this supreme powerhouse fight, the entire six realms of common people trembled...
However, the screen was halfway through and disappeared suddenly.
Bai Ye suddenly felt aroused, and when he woke up, he was sweating and panting wildly.
"This is the picture recorded by the spirit of the sword! Because the spirit of the sword is broken, the picture is incomplete. The reason why this sword is so broken is probably the experience of that battle, right?"
Bai Ye muttered to herself, piercing the sword to the ground, intending to move on.
But after not taking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, looked around, and a thought flashed through his mind.
"Most of the trembling swords here are sword spirits that are not dead, so I can use the powerful sword intent to look at the scene before they were destroyed through the sword spirit. The people who use these divine swords must be super masters, maybe I You can get a glimpse of one or two from their fighting..."
After thinking about it, Bai Ye couldn't help getting excited, and immediately drew another sword, closed his eyes and began to comprehend.
.......
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In the middle of the night, a woman wearing a sword uniform stepped into the Italian Sword Palace. The disciples who were on the vigil saw the visitor. They were shocked and hurriedly saluted: "Meet Sister Tie!"
"Ok."
The woman has bright eyes and white teeth, and her long hair is like ink. She has a white ribbon on the tail. She wears a sword uniform that is very decent and heroic. It is amazing and amazing.
She nodded indifferently, with a pair of eyes like sharp swords, walking quickly inside.
Seeing the woman going away, the two disciples couldn't help whispering.
"Senior Sister Tie is truly a peerless beauty, no wonder so many seniors in the sect pursue her."
"That is, if I am strong enough, I will chase it."
"By the way, did you just notice the aura on Senior Sister Tie?"
"I can't smell it at all, I'm afraid it's completely restrained, and can completely restrain the holy power...Senior Sister Tie is back this time, I am afraid that the strength has increased a lot."
"Senior Sister Tie is the one who is going to hit the Excalibur Ranking! How can we compare? The best disciple of the wooden room, the 13th elder of the deep is highly regarded!"
"Hehe, I heard that Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan are her righteous brothers. Some time ago, the two of them were abandoned by the people in the sword repair room. Would you say that Senior Sister Tie would go to the sword repair room?"
"It's really hard to tell, because of Senior Sister Tie's character, most of the people in the sword repair room are going to be unlucky."
"Hey, after this shift, let's go and have a look."
"okay!"
Although the two whispered to each other in extremely low voices, Tie Wanqing, who was walking in the distance, still heard clearly.
Her willow eyebrows moved slightly, her pace quickened a bit, and she went straight to the wooden house.
At this moment, most of the disciples in the wooden room were meditating in their own training pavilion, but the room where Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan stayed was brightly lit, and several disciples in the wooden room were standing by, and the soup pot was boiling next to them Medicine.
Tie Wanqing walked in quickly.
When everyone heard the sound, they turned their heads, and they were overjoyed when they saw the visitors.
"It's Master Sister!"
"Master sister is here!!"
"Quick! Go and notify Master!!"
People were so excited that they rushed to tell each other.
After a while, the thirteen elders walked over quickly, and Tie Wanqing greeted him, kneeling and bowing.
"Wanqing pays respects to Master."
"Okay! Okay! Get up!" The thirteen elders nodded repeatedly and looked at Tie Wanqing. The old eyes burst into a halo: "Wanqing, you really didn't disappoint Master! After going out for some experience, yours The strength has been increased again, this time the Heavenly Palace Discussion on the sword, you will definitely be able to shine!"
"Master is too praised!"
Tie Wanqing's face was calm, and the line of sight fell on the two people lying on the bed in the room. Angrily stood in the depths of her eyes, and she said in a deep voice, "Master, what's the matter with Junior Brother Zhang and Junior Brother Qiao? I just sketched. After looking at them, their heavenly souls were damaged, their cultivation bases were greatly reduced, and even the emperor was no longer. This...who did it?"
The thirteenth elder hesitated and said hoarsely: "Wanqing, you don’t care about this. Master will take care of it. I just asked the seventh elder. He said that there is a way to heal Zhang Hong and Siyuan’s heavenly souls and let them recover. At the semi-sacred realm, what you should do most now is to meditate with peace of mind and prepare for the heavenly palace and the sword, understand?"
"Master! Let's talk about it, who did it!" Tie Wanqing said firmly, her face cold.
"Wanqing, you can't be stubborn."
"Master! I just want to know what happened. The two younger brothers are my righteous brothers. If I don't listen to them, there will be grievances in my heart, which will definitely affect my cultivation. Even if it is the heavenly sword, I will be uneasy." Tie Wanqing Shen said.
When this word fell, the Thirteenth Elder hesitated.
But at this moment, Qiao Siyuan's voice rang from the room.
"Is it Senior Sister? Senior Sister? Are you here?"
Tie Wan heard the sound and walked in immediately.
"Siyuan!"
"Senior Sister...You are finally back, great!" Qiao Siyuan half-opened his eyes, excited, and wanted to get up, but the pain in his chest made him unable to straighten up.
"Siyuan, don't move around, take a good rest." Tie Wanqing pressed him down and said with concern.
"Thank Sister Sister."
Qiao Siyuan said weakly.
Tie Wanqing glanced at the two of them, and the anger in her eyes became more intense. Yinya bit and asked, "Siyuan, tell Senior Sister, who did it?"
"It's White Night!!!"
Qiao Siyuan said weakly: "In the sword repairing room...a person named Baiye! He sneaked a sneak attack on Brother Zhang and me...Senior sister, he wants to avenge us!!!"
"Sword repair room!! A bunch of trash, dare to be so arrogant!"
Tie Wanqing got annoyed and slapped the table, angrily.
"Little tree!!!"
"Senior Sister!"
"Immediately give me the next letter of war! I want to make an appointment to fight Bai Ye! Revenge for my two juniors!!"
When this statement fell, the disciples all around were shocked and delighted.
"Yes, Senior Sister!"
