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Xiao Linghu didn't know why this mysterious person knew her name, the name "Linglong" didn't even tell Xia Yun, but she had a sense of intimacy with this stranger from the bottom of her heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mysterious man said that Xia Yun would be fine, and she didn't know if it was true or not, but there was a persuasive force in that tone that she couldn't resist.

"Maybe the little brother will really be fine, right?"

Wu Nian also appeared at the corner of the mountain road at this time, he and the little spirit fox found that Bingchen did not chase after him, so they wanted to come to find Xia Yun, the little spirit fox ran fast, but when he stood still, he searched in the crowd several times and did not find any trace of Xia Yun.

He asked the little spirit fox to know that Xia Yun fell off the cliff, and he was immediately at a loss, standing on the edge of the cliff, tears rolling in his eyes.

Bingchen and Yanye were facing the stone wall with dull eyes at this time, and they were about to draw out the two broken swords inserted in the stone wall, and the two of them were in no mood to compete anymore, as if they had lost their souls.

"Heh, it's still two good spirit swords, but those who use swords can't do it!"

The sudden appearance of the sound really startled the two of them, and they immediately turned around to find that behind them, an old man had appeared.

From him, the two of them once again felt the invisible oppression of a strong man, but what they didn't expect was that as soon as they sent away a mysterious person who appeared quietly, another unfathomable mysterious person came.

"Ice Pole Sword, Blazing Sword, these are two good spirit swords, it's a pity! Pity! The old man shook his head and sighed.

When the two turned around and saw the old man's face clearly, several pieces of wood suddenly grew on the ground, like an umbrella skeleton, propping the two directly into the air, and there was a circle around their necks, and the two of them were almost suffocated!

Bingchen and Yanye were both inexplicable, why did the two of them treat this mysterious old man like this as soon as they appeared?

"Master?" Wu Nian also saw this old man who suddenly appeared, ran over and knelt in front of him, crying, "Senior Brother Yun fell under the cliff. ”

This man was the old man who appeared in the woods.

"yes, I see!" The old man said indifferently: "Didn't that person just now say that Xia Yun would be fine?" Then it will be fine! I believe in him. ”

"The man?" Wu Nian didn't see the man in red.

With a clang, something fell from Bingchen's body, and it was the gold medal of the mysterious old man.

"I didn't expect this thing to happen to you!" The old man quickly stretched out a piece of wood from the sleeve of his left hand, the front end was like a finger, picked up the gold medal badge, and quickly pulled it back, "It's better to return it to its original owner, it's really a trouble-making object, I knew I shouldn't have wanted it in the first place!" ”

"Ruyi Wooden Sword - Endless Life!" Yan Ye's eyes widened, "Could it be?" Are you the old man Wuji? ”

"Alas, the false name is too prosperous, but it becomes a burden!" Old Man Wuji shook his head and sighed.

Bingchen and Yan Ye's faces suddenly changed greatly, this Wuji old man can be a legend-like figure on the Spirit God Continent, in the records of the Purple Cloud Empire, he already has the level of an eighth-level Sword Emperor, almost close to the highest level of more than a thousand years, only one step away from becoming a saint, and what is even more powerful is that he is still a swordsmith, the four yangs of the heavenly rank, and the sword-casting technique has reached the peak of perfection.

Old Man Wuji turned to Bingchen and Yanye again: "Although this spirit sword is broken, it is still two good spirit swords, old man, I have been obsessed with forging swords all my life, and I can't see a good sword being destroyed like this!" ”

Hearing the old man's words, the two of them suddenly had a light in their eyes, the spirit sword was destroyed, and they were almost desperate, but now they suddenly had hope!

"How did the man break these two swords?" The old man Wuji asked the two.

Yan Ye was held by the wood, he couldn't breathe well, and he reluctantly replied: "The person with the red lotus mask just bent his hand casually, as if he had broken two chopsticks. There is also 'sword qi' around his body! ”

Old Man Wuji stroked his beard: "I've been tracking that person for a long time!" 'Sword Qi'? It's really a Juggernaut! I really don't know how you provoked him, but he didn't even kill you! ”

Kill?

It's disdain!

The two of them remembered the sword qi released by the man just now, and suddenly took another breath, he didn't need to draw his sword at all to take the lives of the two of them, and now he was being framed, like a lamb to the slaughter, and the dignity of the two previous 'Sword Venerables' was really gone at this time.

"It's him!" The old man's words changed: "Judging by the old man's knowledge, that person is at least a fifth-level sword saint!" ”

"Rank 5 Sword Master?" Wu Nian repeated, he didn't dare to imagine how amazing it was, there had been no Sword Saint in the official history and wild history recorded in the Spirit God Continent for nearly two thousand years.

Bingchen and Yanye were even more surprised that their throats made the sound of swallowing saliva, but their hands and feet were tied and they couldn't move.

"What a privilege in your life to see a character like him, and the sword on his back!" The old man's eyes suddenly had a gleam: "It's the 'King of Ten Thousand Swords'!" ”

The King of Ten Thousand Swords, the First Sword of Antiquity!

In the Lingshen Continent for thousands of years, the legend of the "King of Ten Thousand Swords" has been circulating for a long time, and it is the pursuit and dream of countless people.

Everyone present was amazed!

Then the old man stretched out his left sleeve again, and another piece of wooden arm stretched out, pulling the Ice Pole Sword out of the stone wall, and then retracting in front of him.

The wooden arm split into two forks, erecting the two-section ice pole sword, the old man's right hand stretched out, and as his mind flowed, a stream of spiritual power appeared in his palm, followed by a golden flame appeared in his palm!

Spiritual fire!

The special ability that only high-level swordsmiths have, legend has it that it is related to bloodline and spiritual quality, and not all swordsmiths have kinetic energy to cultivate spiritual fire!

As the golden spiritual fire in the old man Wuji's hand slowly pulsed, he saw that the two disconnected ice pole swords began to melt in a moment.

Bingchen knew that it was cast by the crystals of the thousand-year-old Xuanxi, which was extremely cold, and ordinary flames would be extinguished when they approached, but the old man's spiritual fire could melt in such a short time, which was really unfathomable.

In the eyes of everyone, the two short swords touched together, and under the fusion of golden flames, they became one.

The flames were extinguished, and the old man Wuji picked up the Ice Pole Sword and waved it towards the stone wall, only to see a blue wave touching the stone wall, and then stretching out, a layer of frost freezing rapidly, a hundred meters.

Then, under the amazed gaze of the crowd, he concocted the same method, repaired the fiery sword, and then swung his sword and pointed at the stone wall, and a wall of fire spread horizontally, melting the frost.

The heat only rolled down their cheeks, and the steam suddenly filled.

"Come to the north gate of the city tomorrow to get a sword!" The old man's voice is still there, but the person is gone! "Today, I will punish you two slightly, human life is given by God, and those who despise sentient beings will be punished by heaven!"

"Master?" Wu Nian looked around, but it was all foggy, and he had already lost the trace of the old man Wuji.

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