Zhou Bo shook his head and watched the sword in Huang Fuxuan's hand slash at the bluestone bricks on the ground. There was also a hint of distrust in his eyes. But the next moment, Zhou Bo was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the sword of the fate was waved by Huang Fuxuan, and after slashing through the air. On the hard bluestone bricks, as if unhindered, the green and faint homeopathy submerged into the bricks, and a neat cut mark was also clearly visible on the bricks.

"This .....!" Zhou Bo glanced at Huang Fuxuan in surprise and blinked in disbelief. It seems that this sword really looks a little different.

"See!" Huang Fuxuan raised the sword and handed it to Zhou Bo: "This sword is really a sword forged by our ancestors, don't you think that the rust on this sword is formed after tomorrow!"

"What do you mean is that the rust on this sword is a congenital formation?" For a while, Zhou Bo was also interested in this undestined sword, and wanted to know a little more about this undestined sword from Huang Fuxuan's mouth!

"Of course!" Huang Fuxuan was not very old, and he was still a little childish, and said proudly: "This sword without chance, I have made a special trip to check the ancient books." According to the record, after the sword was baked, cooled, and formed, it quickly covered with rust, like a waste sword that had been beaten by wind and rain for many years. At that time, the ancestor who forged this sword was also surprised, and it seemed that he did not expect this. Later, this incident alarmed the wise men of the clan. When the wise man saw this sword, he said that this sword was a sword of immortals conceived by nature, and the sword had spirituality. Not only that, but it is also an immortal sword with extraordinary power, but it is also a fairy sword that chooses the Lord and protects the Lord. The only difference is that this sword is an active choice, not a passive choice. At that time, everyone in the clan tried to use the sword, but no one became its host. Therefore, the name "no fate" means that this sword has no fate with the ancestors of our sword forging gate. ”

Huangfu Xuan paused, and then said: "I don't know if it's the will of heaven, from the casting of this sword to the present, from the ancestors of our sword casting sect to the present, no one has awakened this sword." Later, it was even really regarded as a waste sword. If I hadn't found it, I guess the sword would have been discarded as garbage. I see that your whole body is full of righteousness, maybe you have a fate with this sword, so I will give it to you. Even if you are not the host of this sword, this sword is hard and extremely sharp. Anyway, it's much better than the sword you just saw, right?"

When Zhou Bo heard Huang Fuxuan's words, he felt quite reasonable. The sword doesn't look very conspicuous, and it will make others laugh at it. However, in terms of its material and sharpness, it seems that it is really better than the night sword that is outside the gold and jade, and I don't know how much better it is! Thinking of this, Zhou Bo also felt relieved, and generously took the black sword without a chance, and said with a smile: "In this way, thank you girl!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Huang Fuxuan waved his hand: "Look, do you want to put your hands together?"

Zhou Bo took the sword and clenched it tightly. Immediately, a cold feeling came directly along the Wuyuan Sword. This feeling starts with the trend and breaks into the body. Zhou Bo was taken aback, and just wanted to be on guard, but the chill had already dissipated. At the same time, Zhou Bo only felt like a fresh breeze in his mind, a cold and refreshing feeling. Then, the coolness came out of the body, and it was refreshed again. At this moment, Zhou Bo was full of energy and lifted weights lightly. Hold the hand of the sword and flick your wrist slightly. Immediately, a stream of true qi swirled out along the sword body. Wherever the true qi went, the rust on the sword made a rustling sound, flying and falling. faintly, a faint edge lit up.

"Is there any movement?" Seeing the appearance of the Wuyuan Sword, Zhou Bo couldn't help but be very happy. At the same time, I secretly thought, could it be that my luck was so good, just the first time I came into contact with this unfortunate sword, I had already aroused the spirituality of the entire sword?

However, Zhou Bo's words had just been finished. The rust that had already fallen appeared on the blade of the Missing Sword out of thin air again. The sword that had a hint of edge just now suddenly turned into this rusty appearance again. Zhou Bo's happy mood became lost again.

Huang Fuxuan seemed to have expected it, and said with a smile: "Don't be depressed, I have also felt this way." The first time you hold this sword, you will inevitably feel this way. It's just an illusion, and you shouldn't take it too seriously. Get used to it, it's good!"

Zhou Bo shook his head and smiled bitterly, and clenched the sword of Missing Chance: "Okay, let's go to the East China Sea quickly!"

"Yes, let's hurry to the East China Sea!" Hearing Zhou Bo's reminder, Huang Fuxuan remembered what her top priority was. Therefore, he quickly pulled Zhou Bo's sleeve and ran out of the room. He kept pulling Zhou Bo out of this small inn and found a place where no one was around. The two of them took control of their long swords one after another and rose through the air.

Compared to the Jingyun Sword, the spirituality of this Missing Sword seems to be even lower. In the past, when Zhou Bo used his swordsmanship, his true qi could be manipulated as soon as he came into contact with Jingyun Sword. And this sword without fate is much more sluggish. Even Zhou Bo's true qi had to envelop this Jingyun Sword before he could control it into the sky. Although it can also fly in the sky, it is not only speed, but also has a lot of trouble in handling compared to before. And the consumption of true qi made Zhou Bo feel a little struggling.

You must know that Zhou Bo is already at the peak of the Three Realms at this moment. In comparison, the true qi in the body is already a lot. can make Zhou Bodu feel that the consumption of true qi is a little unbearable, but you can imagine how sluggish this unfortunate sword is, right?

But no matter how slow it is, it's still a lot faster than walking. Besides, the road from this small city to the East China Sea is still very long. If you walk, it's really slow. In contrast, Zhou Bo was still willing to work a little and fly with Edgeworth. After all, time is saved.

In this way, Zhou Bo and Huang Fuxuan rushed forward and one after the other, day and night, in the direction of the East China Sea. One is to care about the sect, and the other is to be anxious to know the current situation of the righteous path. Although the purpose is different, the two always have something in common. Therefore, the speed of this rush is also invisibly, constantly speeding up...

"Whoosh" and "Whoosh" two streamers, quickly across the sky...........

Zhou Bo, who stepped on the sword without a chance, had a faint hint of lackluster between his eyebrows. But along the way, Zhou Bo and Huang Fuxuan were in a hurry. Except for the necessary rest, there are few stops. And even if it is a break, the two of them are inconsistent, as if they have discussed it, and they are resting for one or two hours. As soon as the hour came, both of them took their own flying swords and flew in the air.

In this case, about two days later, almost the third day. The eyes of the two people finally saw a trace of azure sight in the distance. Although the two of them are high in the sky, they can also see the blue sea and blue sky, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.

The two of them, who often flew day and night, saw the blue sea and the clear blue of the sea at this moment. I saw the white seagulls passing by the sea, and the white waves... The vast expanse of the sea is almost like a beautiful blue spar. It's like the starry sky fantasy where Zhou Bo was that day, and it was beautiful.

"We're in the East China Sea, why don't we find a place to rest first!" Zhou Bo, who was stepping on the Wuyuan Sword, turned his head and said to Huangfu Xuan who was not far away.

After nearly three days of travel, even I was a little unbearable, tired and tired. Not to mention women like Huang Fuxuan, the latter's cultivation is even inferior to Zhou Bo. However, to Zhou Bo's surprise, it was during the nearly three-day rush that Huang Fuxuan did not say that he was tired, and took the initiative to call for a rest. Seeing that Huang Fuxuan's face was also tired at this moment, Zhou Bo had no choice but to speak first.

The cool sea breeze blew in his face, with a hint of the smell of salty seawater, filling Zhou Bo's sense of smell. Hearing Zhou Bo's words, Huang Fuxuan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. Then, his gaze fell on a forest near the sea, and he glanced at Zhou Bo. Seeing this, Zhou Bo understood, and the two of them turned around and flew down towards the woods.

Although it is close to the East China Sea, Huang Fuxuan's heart is still anxious. Today, the eldest brother has been away from the clan for more than thirty days. This was a source of inexplicable fear for her. And looking at the clan, it seems that they don't care much about this matter at all. Even his father has no time to take care of him. I heard that for the sake of the ancestors' heavenly fire, the power of the entire Sword Forging Gate was all gathered on the East China Sea. Moreover, it seems that there is a conflict with the sect of the righteous path. "Alas, I don't know what's going on!" Huang Fuxuan slowly sat down, leaned against a big tree, and closed his eyes slightly.

Glancing at Huangfu Xuan, who had closed his eyes, Zhou Bo also smiled bitterly, and his eyes fell on the sword that had no chance. This sword, but it really made itself suffer. Whenever I perform Edgeworth, Edgeworth flies. The consumption of his true qi on this sword is very huge. If compared to the Jingyun Sword, the consumption of this sword is even two to three times that of the Jingyun Sword. This three-day flight in a row really tired Zhou Bo.

However, there is a good thing about the so-called disadvantages. The consumption of true qi is fast, but Zhou Bo also found that the circulation speed of the true qi in his body has also become faster. Human potential is endless, it just depends on how much you develop. In the past, Zhou Bo already felt that his true qi was thick and steady, but after the consumption of these three days. Zhou Bo instinctively felt that the true qi in his body had become thicker again, and even the speed of operation and consumption was developing in one direction that was beneficial to him. It seems that long-term attrition and a difficult environment still have certain benefits for cultivation.

Zhou Bo has also been flying for a long time, and his true qi is consumed more. The body is also tired for a long time. Not far from this wood, the clear blue water constantly crashes against the beach. High in the sky, seagulls chirp and fly. The warm sunlight and gentle sea breeze make you want to be drowsy. In this environment, Zhou Bo also felt a sense of tiredness coming up, looked around, and found a random place. Just lie down and soon fall asleep.

I slept soundly, and there was no one around, so it was very quiet. There was nothing but the waves and the wind. Maybe it was because of the surrounding environment, or maybe it was because I saw the seaside, and I unconsciously relaxed the vigilance and anxiety in my heart. Zhou Bo's sleep seemed to make up for the lack of good rest in the previous days, and he slept until dusk and felt a little cold around his body.

Suddenly I opened my eyes and saw the already dim light, and the setting sun. Zhou Bo couldn't help but be taken aback, and secretly blamed himself for not worrying. At the same time, his eyes quickly glanced towards Huangfu Xuan. When he saw that Huang Fuxuan was also sleeping sweetly, he was relieved. This girl seems to be tired, and she also forgot the time when she slept this night.

Hurriedly stood up, and a feeling of comfort immediately filled his body. After this sleep, all the previous tiredness was swept away. strode to Huang Fuxuan's side and shouted softly: "Huang Fuxuan, wake up!"

After all, he is also a person with cultivation, as soon as Zhou Bo's voice opened his mouth, Huang Fuxuan quickly opened his eyes. When I felt the dim light, I couldn't help but be surprised: "How long did we sleep?"

Hearing Zhou Bo call to himself, look at the light and time. Huang Fuxuan knew that not only did he oversleep, but even Zhou Bo was the same. sighed secretly, and there was no way to say anything about Zhou Bo, after all, he was also sleeping soundly. While standing up, he said, "Hurry up, let's hurry to Quanzhou!"

"Okay!" Zhou Bo looked at the direction and did not object. Although they arrived in the East China Sea, the two of them still had a certain direction from Quanzhou. According to the previous thoughts and exchanges between the two people, both of them believed that the seaside in the Quanzhou area should be the place where the number of righteous path disciples gathered the most. Although it was approaching night, neither of them felt anything. Anyway, the flight of Edgeworth has been like this for the past two days and nights, as long as you look at the starlight and identify the direction, you will be fine.

However, just when Zhou Bo and Huang Fuxuan had not yet set off. It seemed that in the air not far away, there was suddenly an extremely sharp whistling sound that broke through the air.

After hearing this voice, the eyes of Zhou Bo and Huang Fuxuan invariably flashed with a glimmer of light. After all, the two of them had already heard it, and this voice was clearly the sound of the fairy sword breaking the wind.

And after the first voice sounded, four sharp voices sounded again. Then, on the sky that was about to turn into night, a red light fell into the sky like a meteor, and it was extremely brilliant and swept through the sky. And just after that red light, four sword-shaped rays of light stretched out pillars of air in the air, quickly chasing the red light in front of them.

If Zhou Bo was not in a coma that day. Perhaps as long as he appeared in the battle of the Beitang family, even if he only glanced at it, he would definitely be able to determine that the four sword-shaped streamers behind him must be the hands of the Sword Casting Gate. It's a pity, though. When the Beitang family and the Sword Casting Sect fought that day, Zhou Bo was still in a coma. Therefore, Zhou Bo didn't recognize these four sword qi.

However, as the Emperor Fu Xuan of the Sword Casting Gate, his face was overjoyed, and he blurted out: "It's our people!"

Hearing Huang Fuxuan's words, Zhou Bo's brain also spun fast. Listening to Huang Fuxuan's words, the Sword Casting Sect had a conflict with the Righteous Dao Sect. And doesn't this mean that the red figure in front of him is a disciple of the righteous path? It's just that I don't know which sect it is. Anyway, seeing that one disciple was alone, Zhou Bo turned his head at the moment and said to Huang Fuxuan: "That may be a disciple of our righteous path, although we may not know each other." But can you find a way to get your people to stop?