Xin Chang stood on top of the ring and seemed to have won everything, but the endless hustle and bustle around him couldn't hide a trace of melancholy in his heart, a feeling of unfinished. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAfter every battle, Xin Chang feels different from before, and the stronger he becomes, the stronger he becomes, which is probably the charm of the battle. Zhao Dongcho is a good opponent.

Zhao Dong choked and didn't leave, and being defeated was not a reason to be sad. He wanted to see where this Xin Chang was sacred, and he had to figure out where he came from. Secondly, he had another thought in his heart: I wonder who is stronger and who is weaker than this kid, and I hope that I can take revenge on that kid and extinguish this kid's prestige. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a loss of face for the sect?

The last touch of red on the horizon is about to fade, and the view is beautiful. Xin Chang did not forget that the purpose of this trip was to get the essence blood. Thinking that he was going to have a real magic weapon, Xin Chang felt itchy and couldn't help himself.

The sunset red is the most ephemeral, and the strange thing is that after waiting for a long time, a different color between heaven and earth has not disappeared. The eyes of the crowd widened and they didn't blink, for fear of missing the most exciting place.

There was a dazzling eye, a blur thousands of miles away, and when it was time to see that the light really converged into a line, and it was about to come to Xin Chang's eyes in an instant across endless distances.

For some reason, Xin Chang suddenly felt a chill. For no reason, he is like a great enemy.

The light was the appearance of a sword, with golden light all over it, and the ripples on the sword seemed to overflow. Xin Chang tightened the sword in his hand and rushed to respond to all changes, after all, this felt too strange.

The sword light came within a foot of Xin Chang's side, but the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the speed suddenly slowed down.

Xin Chang had time to look more closely. The sword light trembled a few times, and it actually revolved around Xin Chang. Slowly, the palpitating feeling was gone, and instead the sword light emitted a burst of warmth, as if soothing his soul.

The sword light slowly amplified in his eyes, and became blurry again. It only seems to know how to spin, and it has no plans for the next step, and Xin Chang's head is getting bigger, and he doesn't know where he is.

The mind was completely immersed in the light and shadow of the sword. Xin Chang was a little anxious, he naturally thought that there was some secret in the sword light, and he couldn't help but whisper in his heart: "Slow down, slow down, let me see it clearly." Unexpectedly, the sword light really slowed down.

The sword light was magnified tenfold, and there was no longer a sword but a white-haired old man. Like a dream, there was a person in front of the old man who was kneeling on his knees as if listening to something. Xin Chang vaguely saw that the figure of the kneeling young man was somewhat familiar, but he thought slowly but was puzzled.

After a long time, the old man laughed out loud when he had said what he was going to say, and he laughed so heartily that he had never laughed in thousands of years, and this time he must laugh enough. The young man was very unhappy, and he was a little sad when he brushed his face.

Xin Chang felt that he was about to miss something, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword light, he must see it clearly. As soon as the sword light came into his hand, the shadow of the painting disappeared, but there was a coercion from within. This coercion is incomparably fierce, Xin Chang's whole body is tight, and the others are not much, but his legs seem to be carrying the strength of a thousand catties and he can't help but kneel.

Xin Chang scolded: Why did you come to this trick again, you only thought I was really afraid that you couldn't do it. With the sword to support the ground, Xin Chang suddenly felt much better. Without taking a few more breaths, Xin Chang immediately used the method of unloading. He saw that he had used the fat man against Zhao Dongyao well at the beginning, not only to dissolve the opponent's strength but also to promote the regeneration of his own rear strength, so he simply stole a few hands, which really came in handy.

How can a man's knees insult himself like this. However, the young man in the light and shadow of Fang Cai looked a little kind from a distance, but he couldn't agree with what he did, and what did he look like when he cried.

In the end, this light and shadow did not continue to fight with Xin Chang, and finally calmed down after a while.

The warmth gradually disappeared, Xin Chang felt a little cool, and looking at it in his hand, the light and shadow turned into a drop of essence blood and was lying quietly in the palm of his hand, and there was a layer of golden light wrapped on it that was isolated from the outside world.

Xin Chang is happy, this is not in vain for most of the day's effort, but unfortunately the secret in the light form Xin Chang still does not know, what does it express, and who are the two people.

Throwing away distractions, Xin Chang got out of the ring and came to Wang Gengxing's side. The three of them clapped each other's hands and smiled at each other.

exchanged swords with Wang Gengxing again, and in a hurry, they were in a hurry to verify what they thought in their hearts, whether that sword was a rare divine weapon in a hundred years.

Zhao Dong, who was following behind him, hesitated: Wasn't it the sword that Uncle Gao just saw, he has never left his body, treating it as a treasure, how could it be in the hands of that kid, could he be a close relative of Uncle Gao, otherwise how to explain it, this should be regarded as a big secret, but this is good or bad for himself, but I think that Uncle Gao should not be able to do anything to himself, and Uncle Gao is the person he respects the most. It turns out that the kid is a family with himself, this is a big flood that has washed the Dragon King Temple, it seems that he needs to be close to him even more.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dong choked and ran, I am afraid that I don't know when I will be able to see this junior brother again. Xin Chang and the three of them came to the approach of the unknown divine weapon. Xin Chang slowly leaned forward, silently thinking in his heart that he needed to get what he wanted.

The king is very nervous, will what happened below be a miracle?

Without hesitation, Xin Chang stroked the sword with one hand, and the essence blood was thrown on the sword. As soon as the sword body appeared, it slowly floated off the ground and automatically. The three of them looked at each other and couldn't hide the shock in their eyes. Slowly, Xin Chang grasped the hilt of the sword, and the familiar voice immediately sounded in his ears: "I'm very relieved that you're here." ”

Draw the sword out of the sheath, the light is shining around like a dragon's groan, at this time the sky is a little late, the sword protrudes from the scabbard and goes straight into the clouds, shining like day.

Half of the Brilliant City was shrouded in light, showing a scene that had not been seen for hundreds of years, looking at the Brilliant City in the air, half of the day and half of the night, the whole city was shocked, everyone knew what was going on, the place where the sword light was located, the divine soldier was born.

The divine weapon in Xin Chang's hand was already half pulled out, and the celestial phenomenon was shocked. He remembered that the top half of the sword had the shape of a crescent. Anxious to see it, Xin Changxiang didn't want to make a sigh, and the entire sword was in his hand.

The sword is divided into two parts from the middle, the lower half is extremely sharp, the upper half is full of rust, which is deep and dark red, the crescent moon does exist, and it is not a gap when it is hidden, but it is only the material of the sword, and some of the sword can be hidden from the day it is formed.

The real name of this sword is Junyan, and the so-called Renjun will bury his corpse and bleed when he is angry. When it is used by the master, the whole sword can be hidden, and the enemy's head will inevitably not be there when the monarch is out. The battle between humans and demons made many demons hate the scene.

Now Jun Yan is no longer in the world, the upper part has been destroyed in the long years, I don't know when it was full of rust, and it has never drunk the blood of the enemy again.

As soon as I saw the strange light in the sky, the rust in the upper half suddenly disappeared without a trace. It's as if nothing has happened, but can Xin Chang still be the same now? The great joys and sorrows of life are nothing more than this, this sword turned out to be damaged, what is this called, half a divine soldier?