"What's going on?" Hearing the terrible scream, Jiang Feng's heart was slightly cold, and he immediately turned into a faint shadow and rushed into the corridor.

The corridor was not long, and almost in an instant, Jiang Feng appeared in the ninth stone room, and this ninth stone room, not surprisingly, placed nine sarcophagi.

But at this time, Jiang Feng had no time to observe the situation in this stone room, and his attention was all attracted by the people of Miao Desire Zhai and the Evil Feelings Sect.

I saw that all the people fell in a pool of blood, even the ruthless Daogu and Wang Jun were no exception, some people died with their heads bursting, some people died with their chests bursting, and some people broke their waists into two, and their deaths were indescribably miserable.

And the only ones who didn't die were the ruthless Dao Gu and Wang Jun, but the two of them were also extremely injured, wilting on the ground, their eyes full of fear and panic.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and the disciples of Miao Desire Zhai and the Evil Sentiment Sect were nothing in his eyes, but the strength of this ruthless Dao Gu and Wang Jun was still quite good.

Ruthless Dao Gu and Wang Jun have both reached the cultivation of the early stage of the prefecture level, this kind of cultivation is also very good to look at the ancient martial arts world, even Jiang Feng is not absolutely sure, he can kill so many people in such a short period of time, and seriously injure these two people, even if he does his best to use the third sword of the Daluo Nine Swords, I am afraid he will not be able to do this.

"What's going on?" Jiang Feng's figure moved, swept in front of Wang Jun, and asked in a low voice.

Ruthless Daogu's injuries were slightly more serious than Wang Jun's, almost unconscious, but Wang Jun was better, but his pupils were slightly cloudy, and he didn't know if it was caused by fright or the sequelae of excessive bleeding.

"It's you." Seeing Jiang Feng, a trace of surprise flashed in Wang Jun's eyes, he had met Jiang Feng halfway up the Lotus Mountain, and he had a deep impression of Jiang Feng, he had thought that Jiang Feng was also here for the ancient martial arts relics, but he didn't expect Jiang Feng to find this place so quickly, Wang Jun took a low breath and said, "I don't know, I don't know anything, so it's like this."

"Don't know?" Jiang Feng was puzzled and wanted to ask again, but Wang Jun shouted: "Quick, you hurry up and take me out, this place is too weird, there are ghosts, there are ghosts, I don't want to die here."

He looked like he was crazy, screaming so badly that even his pupils were dilated, and he looked frightened and delirious.

Jiang Feng frowned, but he didn't pay attention to Wang Jun's request, Wang Jun's words and reactions were all exciting, but Jiang Feng knew that Wang Jun would not be so idiotic as to deceive himself in this case, the only possibility was that in this stone room, there were strange things stored in zài, and so on, some kind of Cheng dù could be said to be beyond Wang Jun's cognition, otherwise Wang Jun would not have reacted like this.

Jiang Feng was carefully looking at the situation in the stone chamber at this time, the nine sarcophagi were placed in the stone chamber, which seemed to be chaotic and had no special meaning, similar to the situation in other stone chambers, but soon Jiang Feng found that it was still a little different.

"Hey, these nine sarcophagi are actually arranged in nine palaces?"??" Jiang Feng muttered softly to himself.

The maze encountered outside before, its basic framework, is also from the nine palace gossip, the decoration of these nine sarcophagus is actually from the nine palaces, is there a certain connection?

In addition, after this ninth stone chamber, there is no road leading to the front, it seems that it is the last stone chamber, the number of stone chambers is nine, does this have anything to do with the nine lotus peaks?

However, what attracted Jiang Feng's attention more was not the arrangement of the nine sarcophagus, but the fact that there was a sword placed on each sarcophagus.

The long sword has no scabbard, the body is exposed, and it is rusty, and it is the most common iron sword, and after countless years, it is about to decay.

This didn't seem to be anything worth paying attention to, but Jiang Feng noticed something unusual, because he saw that there were traces of blood stained on those sword bodies.

"Were all these people killed by those swords?" Jiang Feng's heart moved slightly, and he felt that there was a fallacy, the sword is dead, the person is alive, the sword without an owner, how to kill people?

Instead, Jiang Feng looked sideways at the dead Miao Desire Zhai and the disciples of the Evil Sentiment Sect on the ground, their deaths were different, but without exception, they were all killed with one blow.

Looking at it, Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng suddenly felt a chill on his back, his hairs stood on end, and then he noticed that the air in the stone room became solemn and tense.

Almost subconsciously, Jiang Feng pulled out the bloodthirsty sword with his backhand, and slashed towards the back with a sword, and the bloodthirsty sword slashed into the air, making a crisp sound.

Immediately, Jiang Feng's body was cold, and he only felt that he was being targeted by countless pairs of eyes.

"Sure enough, it was these people who killed with swords, no wonder Wang Jun would say that he didn't know anything, and that he had seen a ghost." Jiang Feng finally understood what was going on.

Nine swords town nine coffins, ownerless flying sword killing, what a strange thing.

"Huh!"

On top of the sarcophagus, a rusty long sword flew up suddenly, as if it was controlled by someone, and a sword stabbed towards Jiang Feng.

This is a very simple posture of direct stabbing, but it seems simple, but it contains an amazing sword momentum, a sword stabbed in the air, and the air was stirred up a series of tiny ripples.

"What a sharp sword." A fine light burst out of Jiang Feng's eyes, and in an instant, a sword stabbed out.

The tip of the sword was against the tip of the sword, the tip of the needle was against Maimang, and with a muffled sound of "boom", Jiang Feng's body was shocked, and he took a step back, and the hand holding the sword was slightly numb.

The flying iron sword was forced back by Jiang Feng's sword, and it flew backwards tremblingly, and then landed on the coffin lid with a "snap".

Jiang Feng's backstabbing sword, although it was not as domineering as Da Luo's nine swords, but those who cultivated below the prefecture level, no one could catch his sword, but after a sword, it was rusty, and it seemed that it was about to turn into a powder iron sword at any time, but even a piece of rust on his sword body never shook off.

There was another "swish", and another long sword flew up in the air and attacked Jiang Feng.

This time, it was not a direct stab, but a horizontal slash, Jiang Feng was sure that if he was wiped by this sword, it would definitely be a different end.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Feng returned a sword and stabbed it on the flying iron sword, a crisp sound of "ding" came out, Jiang Feng retreated again, his arm was numb, and the iron sword slowly returned to the coffin lid.

"These two swords seem to be sharp, but with the strength of the ruthless Dao Gu and Wang Jun, even if they can't catch it, it's impossible to dodge." Jiang Feng was a little suspicious.

The thought came out of his mind, and the hairs on Jiang Feng's back stood upside down again, and he saw nine long swords attacking him.

Jiang Feng was sure that there was no one else here except for him, Miao Desire Zhai and the people of the Evil Love Sect, but the nine long swords that attacked were as if there was an invisible hand secretly manipulating them, sealing every corner of Jiang Feng's retreat and every dead end.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Jiang Feng couldn't understand why the people of Miao Desire Zhai and the Evil Sentiment Sect died so quickly and so miserably, and the nine swords came out together, and no one was spared at all.

Jiang Feng realized at this time that he was a little careless, or that he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen at all, but at this time, he had no way out, only a battle.

Jiang Feng's arm shook, and Da Luo Jiujian shot out, facing the attacking iron sword.

The situation was a little weird, it looked like he was dancing his sword at the air, but only Jiang Feng knew how dangerous the long swords that were attacking one after another were.

With a "swish", a sword cut off a corner of Jiang Feng's clothes, Jiang Feng stepped backwards, but was left with another sword, leaving a blood mark on his face, and blood splattered out.

"Damn." Jiang Feng was secretly angry, his steps were wrong, he took two steps back, and took out his sword with his backhand, this time it was the third sword of Da Luo Jiujian.

This was the first time Jiang Feng had used the third sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords in a real sense, and he had to do his best, otherwise it was very likely that he would have to give his life here today.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, criss-crossing and intertwined, for a while, in the huge stone room, the sword qi was permeated, except for Jiang Feng's shallow low panting, it was the screams of the ruthless Dao Gu and Wang Jun.

The situation of the two of them at this time was extremely miserable, but Jiang Feng didn't have the psychology to know so much, and he took out his sword again and again, and the sword qi was like a silk net, wrapping himself in it, and confronting the iron sword that kept flying.

In this way, just as Jiang Feng faced the nine peerless swordsmen at the same time, even if Jiang Feng's third sword of the Nine Swords of Daluo was first formed, after a long time, it would become extremely difficult.

"No, these swords are not controlled by people, but by the sword." Jiang Feng quickly discovered the crux of the problem.

People have been dead for thousands of years, and the sword intent is not dispersed.

"Also, these nine swords are fired together, although they are extremely domineering, but when the swords are released, they are peaceful and upright, without the slightest sense of killing, isn't it for killing, but for inheritance?" Jiang Feng shot one after another, shaking back the attacking iron sword, thinking secretly.

Soon Jiang Feng confirmed this, and the nine swords came out together, which seemed to be dangerous, but in fact, it seemed like they were practicing sword moves with each other, but unfortunately it was not a complete set of swordsmanship, but only one move.

A trick?

Jiang Feng remembered the canyon outside that was split by a sword, he was amazed by that sword at that time, and he felt it carefully, but the sword intent dissipated, fragmented, and he couldn't comprehend, so he had to give up.

At this time, Jiang Feng took a closer look and realized that he was no longer in a hurry to shake these iron swords back, but took the third sword of Da Luo Nine Swords as a guide, and cooperated with his own perception, saw the moves, and practiced them.

"Sure enough, this is indeed a heritage, a heritage that spans thousands of years." Jiang Feng was secretly happy in his heart, and he became more and more immersed in it, carefully comprehending the changes of that sword after sword.

In this way, I don't know how long it has been, and all of a sudden, the nine iron swords collapsed together, turned into patches of rust, and all of them were scattered and returned to dust.

Jiang Feng put away his sword, meditated and felt, so as to engrave the changes between each sword in his mind, and after about half an hour, Jiang Feng slowly opened his eyes.

"What a strong swordsmanship, such a strong sword!" Jiang Feng realized in his heart and sighed softly. O