Chapter 1137: Underarm

At this time, Lin Feng’s eyes looked like some thieves. After thinking about it, he was familiar with this little guy. This little guy accidentally left alone and didn’t leave!
Of course, Lin Feng is also interested in it now, but the opportunity to use it three times is already very good. This is equivalent to having three lives. If anyone is anxious, even a powerful sage, a sword of heaven. Out, still a sword is given.
"Predecessors can really let him listen to me three times." Lin Feng asked weakly, the sword of no sky, if he suddenly did not move, he is not going to finish.
"Don't worry, I will accompany him for a hundred years. If this is the case, the little guy will still listen to me." The old man smiled and nodded, then he yelled at the sword of the heavens: "Little guy, I just remembered what you said. You follow him, only when he says that he will use the first chance, or the second chance, you will help him. After three times, you will return to your sword."
The voice of the old man fell, and the sword of the heavens kept humming and trembled. The tip of the sword pointed to Lin Feng, which made Lin Feng feel a bit strange, as if someone was watching him hesitant.
"Go, three times, then go back to the sword!" The old man said again, the sword of the sky is not screaming, it seems to reveal the emotions of the silk, hovering over the sword, constantly spinning, finally, a 璀璨The beam of light rushed to the sky, and the sound of a violent explosion of the bang came out. The sword of the sky was soaring, and the whole sword was pulled out of a hole. After the sword light broke through the sword, it rushed directly beyond the sky. .
"Hey!" The sword of no sky pointed directly to Lin Feng, and a squeaking sound came out and directly fell into Lin Feng’s body.
"Hey!" The crisp sound came out, and Lin Feng clenched his fists, and his body was soaked with sweat in an instant.
"Call..." The long spit out of the air, the sword did not enter the body, no reaction, this sword, but can swallow him to make him a sword slave sword, when the sword enters the body, if it is said that he is not nervous obviously Probably, of course, Lin Feng also understands that the old man will not harm him. He does not need to do this at all. He directly let the sword destroy his soul and make him a sword slave. It is not necessary to pay much attention.
At this time, outside the sword, surrounded by a group of figures, these people are strong and strong, are the strongest of the sword, they look at the swordsman with the eyes of the eyes, when the sword To the moment of the sky, their bodies trembled, the sword of the ancestors, to enter the body of Lin Feng body!
At this time, even a large number of elderly people, squatting, very respectful, even with the meaning of old tears, a nose and tears, facing the sword and said: "In the years of life, it seems that the old ancestors are expected to be ancestors The sword is transformed into a human being, revealing a peerless edge!"
This man is an old man who is coming to the ancestral hall. He hopes to be on the sword of the ancestors, and reproduces the former glory of the sword. But he does not know that the old man inside is ignorant and ignorant. He does not understand the sword at all.
However, at the moment, in the house, the old man showed a squeaking gesture to Lin Feng, and he trembled with a hand, and a group of swords and mans rushed to make up the hole in the sky above the sword, forbidding people to pry into the gods, and then laughing at Lin Feng. "The little guy made such a big noise. The outside people may think that the sword of heaven is in your body. Now, you are here to realize the sword for a few days."
"Good!" Lin Feng nodded with a smile, then thought of a move, the sword of the heavenly sword, the sword is the inheritance of the Tianchi, is the symbol of the Tianchi, plus this is the holy device, Lin Feng intends to cast it with him Your own sword.
"Predecessors, if I use this sword as a sword, after he gathers the sword soul, can I sacrifice the sword again and raise the rank of the sword." Lin Feng asked.
"The sword of heaven is not as good as your sword. After the tempering, the sword will condense, and if you think it is not strong enough, you can take it again. Therefore, you raise this sword. No problem."
"Thank you for your guidance!" Lin Feng nodded and thanked him. He had special feelings for the sword. Tianchi was considered to be a very important person. He also never forgot that he was a Tianchi person.
Lifting the sword of the celestial plane, Lin Feng put it on his finger, and then gently stroked it, and suddenly the blood flowed out.
Fingers pointed at the fingers, and suddenly the blood of the road infiltrated into the sword. At the same time, the power of Lin Feng’s soul was saved, and the crazy one did not enter the sword.
To raise a sword, you must first cultivate your soul with the soul, and integrate your soul with the sword, so that it has a thousand connections. The soul is no longer just a simple control of the sword, but it is thoroughly integrated into the sword. Two for one, with their own soul, to promote the birth of the sword soul.
On his finger, he painted a special imprint. Lin Feng cultivated a myriad of souls with the remnant of the soul. This moment is just used, and the scrolling volume is involved in the sword of the heavenly sword. The blood of his fingers seems to be beating, and the sword of the heavenly sword is involuntarily The trembling sounded a slight humming sound.
Lin Feng’s soul is completely integrated into the main sword and integrated into it.
Sitting cross-legged, Lin Feng let go of the sword, but the sword is still floating in the void, this moment he has a very mysterious feeling, he and the sword, this is one, regardless of each other, and, through the sword, feel the world Power is another completely different feeling. He seems to live in the sword.
Lin Feng sat closed and sat still, but his hands were constantly condensed, and a glimmer of light shone from him, descending on the sword. Suddenly, there seemed to be an invisible silk thread connecting him with the sword. .
"Kill!" Lin Feng sipped out, suddenly the sword moved in the void, as fast as lightning, a sly sword light cut through the space, a sword smashed out, blasted on the ground, the sword 冢The ground blew a deep crack.
"This is the sword of the sword in the sword, to protect the soul with the soul, to be the real sword, the so-called Yu Jian, just the ordinary imperial." Lin Feng sighed in the heart, now, this sword can be launched by itself The powerful means of attack, the only one, the skill of this sword is very strong.
This sitting is three days long. Lin Feng stayed in the sword for another three days. No one knows what happened inside the sword, except for the people in the sword.
On this day, outside the swords, the strongest members of the swords are still in the forest. They waited quietly. They did not seem to have a slight scorn. Even they faintly heard the screaming whistling sound of the sword. They are very curious to know what happened inside, but they are afraid of the sword of the sword of the wrath.
"Booming!" A slight sound came out, but the sound was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet environment where the needle was audible. At this moment, everyone in the sword was swaying and staring. The door of the sword, the sword, finally opened!
The seniors of Jiange’s predecessors shot the brilliance of the scorpions. They seemed to be able to hear the beating of their heart. They were very excited. They opened, and the swordsman finally opened. The sword of the ancestors succeeded?
A figure stepped out from the sword, this person, all of them are all heavenless swords, can not be lawless, the whole person is full of swordsmanship, shrouded by the Jianguang body, dazzling and dazzling.
"The ancestor Jianwei!" The old man snorted, and suddenly the sound of the screaming came out, and some people were kneeling on the ground. Although the swordsmanship was not too strong, it fell into their feelings at this moment, but it seemed to be extremely powerful. Generally, this is the sword of the ancestors.
"Hey!" The young figure is like a sword, and his hair grows like a lawless one. Step by step, let those who are stronger than him follow the same, as if this step directly entered them. The same as the heart.
"Hey, hey, hey!" The figure took a few steps, each step, let their hearts follow, the body trembled, the muscles on the face twitched, but the eyes, still staring at the figure.
"Your Majesty!"
Suddenly, a very angry and overwhelming voice swelled out, and the sound of the cymbals continued, and soon, the strongest of the swords, one fell to the ground, respectful.
Swordlessness is the only youth. He looked at Lin Feng’s figure. Finally, his knees were bent and he went down. Everyone must surrender!
This is not Lin Feng, the sword of the ancestors!
"A group of things that can't be done, I lost my master's face. From today, I am Lin Feng, Lin Feng is me, I am not a sword anymore, understand!" The overbearing and indifferent voice spit out from Lin Feng's mouth, this strong The sound made the final ignorance of the powerful people disappear, and they achieved true respect, because they were so eager to explore the sword, the sword of no sky, and indeed disappeared, and must be combined with Lin Feng.
From then on, the sword of the ancestors, Lin Feng, or Lin Feng, is the sword of the ancestors!
"Understand." The people responded with incomparable abuse, incomparably respectful, this is the sword of the ancestors, the sword of the sword, the sword of life born with the ancestors 5,000 years ago!
"You, give me all!" Lin Feng said coldly, then stepped out, like an arrow shot to the void, everyone looked agile, did not dare to say anything, one by one with Lin Feng The body flickers, this moment, as if a handle slashed the sword to the sky!