There are two people standing in this sinkhole, the Sword God and the Seven Kills.

Seven Kills stood respectfully in front of the Sword God, telling the story of what happened before.

The sword god put his hands behind his back, staring intently at the sword soul suspended on top of the white bones, his eyes were blazing, and when he heard the seven killings finish speaking, he turned his head, stared at the seven killings, and asked, "Are you saying that the other party's kendo cultivation is very high?"

"Yes!" Seven Kills nodded, he understood that Shizun was obsessed with swordsmanship, and he would never turn a blind eye when he heard such a magical swordsmanship.

"The Rising Sun Sword Technique can't beat the other party?" the Sword God asked again.

Seven Kills said ashamedly: "It's all the disciples who are useless, and they haven't comprehended the essence of the Rising Sun Dongsheng Sword Technique." ”

The sword god shook his head: "Wrong! You have already comprehended the essence of the Rising Sun Sword Technique, but the other party's sword technique is too mysterious, so you were defeated." ”

Seven Kills chuckled in his heart, didn't this mean that the Rising Sun Sword Technique was not as advanced as the other party's Sword Technique? Master Zun had always been very confident in his own sword technique, but he actually took the initiative to admit this, which was too incredible.

The sword god ignored the disciple's horror and said to himself, "According to your description, I seem to have guessed the origin of the other party's swordsmanship. ”

"Where did it come from?"

There was a hint of remembrance in the sword god's eyes, and he said, "A cultivator called Tianzenzi, this person is his disciple. ”

Tenzenzi.

Seven Kills' pupils couldn't help but widen, there was a period of time last year that it was the darkest for the Sword Pavilion, because the Sword God's swordsmanship was actually defeated by a mysterious cultivator called Tianzenzi, and he was also injured.

This is tantamount to thunder on the ground for the people in the Sword Pavilion.

Many people were indignant, thinking that it must have been some conspiracy used by Tian Chanzi to defeat the Sword God.

But the sword god was secretive, and he didn't talk about it in detail, and no one knew the specific details.

The cultivator that Seven Kills met by chance this time turned out to be a disciple of Tianzenzi, which is really a narrow path.

Seven Killings had a murderous intent in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "The disciple is incompetent, he doesn't have a sword for this person, and he vents evil anger for the master." ”

"When do I need you to be angry for me? I will naturally get back the face I have lost, and besides, what can I do if I kill the disciples of Tianzenzi? This is just a means that only the weak will use, and it has no substantive meaning. The sword god said unexpectedly.

Seven killings are awe-inspiring, understanding that this is the master's consistent style, but he still can't help but resent, after all, the master lost to Tianzenzi, and even he lost to Tianzenzi's disciples, could it be that his master and apprentice are so unlucky, should they be so forcefully suppressed?

The sword god didn't pay attention to the disciple's careful thoughts, but instead looked at the sword soul eagerly, and said: "As long as I fuse the sword soul, I will definitely be able to create a peerless divine sword, at that time, even if I face Tianzenzi again, I am sure that I will be able to overwhelm the other party above the sword path." ”

Qi Ran killed, and said excitedly: "That's really Tianzhu Master, this time after going through hardships and dangers, I finally got the sword soul, and that Tianzenzi will not be Shizun's opponent at all in the future." ”

The sword god laughed wildly.

Tang Zheng's illusion was not recognized, and he stood on the edge of the sinkhole, listening motionlessly to the conversation between the master and apprentice.

When he heard that the other party had recognized his identity, Tang Zheng was slightly moved, this sword god really lived up to his reputation, and he recognized the Flying Immortal Sword Technique from just a few words.

"Hmph, I met you, you still want to get the sword soul, where is there such a good thing. ”

Tang Zheng sneered in his heart, staring at the sword soul.

"If the Battle Soul Sword absorbs the Sword Soul, the quality will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, yes, this Sword Soul must not fall into the hands of the Sword God, I have to find a way to get it. ”

The sword god master and apprentice didn't know that someone had already lurked beside them, and Seven Kills couldn't wait to say, "Master, then you will fuse the sword soul now, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

The sword god sighed and said, "This sword soul has just escaped from the confinement, and it is when the sword intent is full of it, it is very aggressive, and it is not easy to fuse it at this moment. ”

"Master, there are really so many rare treasures among the 100,000 mountains, why don't we go directly to the 100,000 mountains, but instead look around for this escape?" Seven Kills asked suspiciously.

"Among the 100,000 mountains, there is a Hundred Changing Star Monarch, this person is mysterious and unpredictable, rashly entering the 100,000 mountains, it is very likely that there will be no return. The sword god explained.

Seven Killings was awe-inspiring in his heart, who was this Hundred Changing Star Monarch, even the master was so jealous. However, it is a pity that I can't go to the 100,000 mountains in person.

"Before that, there was an accident in the 100,000 mountains, and the ban was completely broken, and these rare treasures broke out of the shackles, flew out of the 100,000 mountains, and wandered all over China. This Changbai Mountain is one of the places, it took a long time for us to determine this, so we took great pains to find it, and it really paid off the emperor's heart, so we found it. The sword god sighed.

When Tang Zheng heard this, he was shocked in his heart, he knew that the ban on the 100,000 Great Mountains had been removed, but he didn't know that there were so many rare treasures flowing out of the 100,000 Great Mountains.

I don't know how many ancient artifacts were buried in the Honghuang Heavenly Tomb, Tang Zheng didn't have time to hunt for treasures at the beginning, but he didn't expect these treasures to run out and cheapen the sword god.

"Since it is a treasure among the 100,000 mountains, it is even more impossible for the sword god to pick it up. ”

The disappearance of the ban of the 100,000 mountains has his indelible credit, how can it be cheaper for the enemy.

"Then why did these treasures fall into the sinkhole, and what is the reason for this?" Seven Kills asked like a curious baby.

The sword god shook his head: "I don't know for the time being." ”

Tang Zheng's heart moved, he almost ignored this question, could it be that there was really some mysterious reason for this?

But Chi Youxin didn't give an answer this time, so he could only suppress this thought in his heart for the time being.

Since the Sword God said that this sword soul is full of sword intent, very aggressive, and not easy to fuse, then Tang Zheng does not have to worry about the sword soul falling into the hands of the Sword God at least for the time being.

But another problem was also placed in front of him, since even the sword god couldn't help the sword soul, what could he do?

The pain and suffering of seeing a treasure but not being able to use it for oneself is not pleasant.

Just as he was pondering, suddenly, a high-pitched sword groan sounded from above the sinkhole.

The sword god and the seven killings changed color in the same way, and said, "Someone is coming." ”

The sword god stood still and ordered to the Seven Kills: "You go and send it away." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Seven kills led the order, jumped up, stepped on the inner wall of the sinkhole, climbed the sinkhole, and disappeared.

Tang Zheng didn't catch up, but stared at the sword god, who swam around the sword soul, his expression changing.

Suddenly, he drew the saber from his waist, it was a wooden sword, plain, dull, without a scabbard, and it was inserted into his waist so casually.

When ordinary people see this wooden sword, they will regard it as no threat, but only as a waste product of firewood.

But Tang Zheng would never think so, the sword that the sword god wore so solemnly was by no means simple, even if it was just a wooden sword.

He really didn't guess wrong, this wooden sword was more famous than most famous swords in the world, and it was famous because of its owner.

The sword god has used this wooden sword to defeat countless masters, and even harvested countless lives, in the hands of the sword god, even if it is a grass and a tree, it is also a divine weapon to kill.

The name of this sword is nameless, because, at first, it didn't have a name, it was just a piece of wood that the sword god found out of nowhere when he was a child, and sharpened it into a sword one after another.

Then, an inconspicuous boy carried a nameless wooden sword all the way through the level, experienced countless cold and summer, and achieved the prestige of the nameless sword.

With the nameless sword in his hand, the sword god swam faster around the sword soul, and with a sword groan, the nameless sword stabbed towards the sword soul.

Boom!

A strong sword intent rushed up from the sword soul, and the sword god took a step back, and the light of the sword soul beating became more and more intense.

He glanced at the nameless sword in his hand, and then at the intact sword soul, and understood that this temptation was not successful.

The Nameless Sword did not fuse the sword soul.

"It's weird, how can I fuse this sword soul? Hmph, even if there is a big difficulty, what am I afraid of?" The sword god snorted coldly, snorted, and stabbed out three swords one after another.

Fast!

It was too fast, Tang Zheng didn't see his movements clearly at all, and the three swords stabbed at the sword soul in one go.

The nameless sword hit the sword soul, shook suddenly, and retreated an inch, but in an instant, the second sword came, and bounced away a little distance, and when the third sword hit the sword soul, the nameless sword completely unloaded the rebound power and accurately hit the sword soul.

The light of the sword soul immediately enveloped the nameless sword, and the heavens and the earth were filled with terrifying sword intent.

The sword god's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted in surprise, "Give me fusion!"

Urging the power, the light on the nameless sword is even more magnificent, constantly beating, and even the white bone is completely shrouded in it, mysterious and secluded.

Tang Zheng's eyelids jumped violently, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, the sword god forcibly fused the sword soul, if he succeeded, then Tang Zheng would only have to cry.

Just as he was about to act, suddenly, a figure appeared above the sinkhole, and the other party quickly fell, slamming the ground, splashing a large cloud of dust.

Tang Zheng immediately suppressed the urge to make a move, and looked at the person lying on the ground in surprise, this person turned out to be Seven Kills.

Who is coming, even seven kills are not opponents.

The sword god glanced at the seven killings, indifferent, still frantically urging the power, wanting to let the sword soul merge into the nameless sword.

Sou!

A man descended from the sky, landed steadily at the bottom of the pit, and shouted, "Sword God, stop!"

The Sword God was indifferent and asked, "Who are you, dare to come and stop the Sword Pavilion, do you want to die?"

The person who came snorted coldly and said, "What about the Sword Pavilion, you stop quickly, otherwise the sword slave of your Sword Pavilion will be in a different place immediately." ”

Tang Zheng and the Sword God both looked up, and the edge of the sinkhole was already full of people, one by one the sword slaves lined up in a circle, kneeling on the ground, each with a sharp weapon around their necks, and they could die at any time.

The invincible Sword Pavilion, so many sword slaves, have all been reduced to prisoners.