Jiang Xuan nodded his head and said, "How did you get these weapons?"

Yi Jiang Xuan could sense that the terrifying (jìn) magic formation around these weapon pools, if he wanted to take the weapons here directly, he was afraid that even a fourth-order poisonous martial artist would be killed by the (jìn) magic formation.

"It's simple. ”

Zheng Hao smiled and said: "The weapon has a spirit, as long as the qi gang is displayed, the weapon can be perceived, if it is accepted by them, it will fly out on its own, I will show you first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Hao walked to the center of the weapon pool, and he swung it out.

This move is Zheng Hao's most powerful move, "Storm Dance".

As soon as the sword came out, a mysterious light appeared, containing a fierce killing aura.

Sou!

Suddenly, more than a dozen knives in the weapon pool suddenly trembled, and then flew in front of Zheng Hao.

Shout!

These knives coiled around Zheng Hao, trembling slightly, and emitting bursts of crisp knife whistling sounds.

Among them, there was a five-colored broadsword, with a flash of light, as if the level was one level higher than that of other weapons.

"A weapon of the upper level of the Xuan Rank!"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Hao's eyes showed excitement, and he laughed: "Great!"

The weapon of the upper level of the Xuan level can be said to be the superior among the thousands of weapons in the weapon pool, and after the erosion of the years, it can still maintain this level, it seems that this knife was at least a weapon above the ground level in the past!

"Five-color knife, it's you!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zheng Hao immediately grabbed the five-color knife, then cut his fingers, dripped blood on the five-color knife, and completed the confession.

Weapons have spirits, as long as the weapons above the Xuan level are required, they must be recognized by blood.

Shout!

When Zheng Hao finished dripping blood and recognized the master, the other dozen or so big knives flew back to their original positions.

"Brother Zheng, congratulations on getting a good knife. ”

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly and said.

"I had very good luck this time. ”

Zheng Hao smiled and said, "Among the disciples who have entered the Poison Tower, I can rank in the top three, I don't know what kind of sword Brother Jiang can get?"

"It is rumored that a disciple once received forty-nine weapons in the weapon pool, and finally he picked a weapon from the superior of Xuanji, this Jiang Xuan, I feel that you can break this record. ”

Although in his heart, he already regarded Jiang Xuan as a real brother, it didn't mean that he didn't have the idea of comparing with Jiang Xuan.

He already has a Xuan-level upper-level long sword, and only when Jiang Xuan gets a Xuan-level upper-level long sword can he surpass him.

But if you want to obtain a Xuan-level and upper-level long sword, how can it be so easy? There has only been one person from the Poison Hades Sect for thousands of years!

"Okay, I'll give it a try. ”

Jiang Xuan shook his head and walked forward, looking like he had slashed out a sword absentmindedly.

"Jiang Xuan, what are you doing here!"

Zheng Hao's eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "This is your only chance, don't make a mistake!"

Whew!

As soon as he finished speaking, the weapon pool suddenly trembled slightly.

Whoosh!

Then, almost ninety-nine percent of the swords, flew at the same time.

Thousands of swords flew to Jiang Xuan's (shēn) side, and this scene (qíng) was spectacular!

"That good guy of mine!"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Hao was stunned: "Jiang Xuan, you are really a demon!"

At this time, Zheng Hao was really stunned by Jiang Xuan!

The most powerful disciple in the history of the Poison Netherworld Sect, but there are forty-nine weapons accepted in the weapon pool, how can Jiang Xuan have the acceptance of thousands of weapons!

"Why can't I see that trick, what's the mystery?"

Zheng Hao frowned, constantly thinking about Jiang Xuan's move just now.

Looking at Zheng Hao's laborious appearance, Jiang Xuan shook his head and didn't speak.

Jiang Xuan's move just now looks ordinary, but in fact, it contains the supreme mystery of "swordsmanship".

"Which one should I choose?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes slowly searched for these thousands of weapons.

Although there are a large number of such weapons, more than 90 per cent of them are yellow-class weapons.

Roughly calculated, it is also a dozen or so weapons of the upper level of the Xuan level, and the number is indeed quite rare.

However, Jiang Xuan's eyes swept over these Xuan-level weapons, but he didn't rush to get them. Under the guidance of Xing Lao, Jiang Xuan cultivated concentration.

In the battle with the money maniac, I realized the importance of concentration (xìng).

"Pick that rusty sword. Xing Lao's voice came.

"Okay. ”

Jiang Xuan's eyes, following Elder Xing's instructions, landed on a rusty sword.

"Is this it?"

"Not bad. Xing Lao is very sure.

Jiang Xuan believed in Xing Lao's gaze, didn't think much about it, and stretched out his hand towards the rusty sword.

"What?"

At this time, Zheng Haobu (jìn) was shocked and hurriedly said: "Jiang Xuan, do you want to put so many weapons on the upper level of the Xuan level, do you want to choose this rusty sword." ”

"That's a good point. ”

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly, without the slightest hesitation, grabbed the rusty sword, bit his finger, and dripped blood.

"Jiang Xuan, what are you doing!"

Zheng Hao's face changed suddenly, and he let out a scream in a panic: "Jiang Xuan, you are really a loser!"

Zheng Hao is going crazy!

"Don't talk!"

At this time, Jiang Xuan suddenly interrupted him, and then, Jiang Xuan sat down cross-legged and said, "Zheng Hao, help me guard for an hour!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xuan closed his eyes directly.

"This"

Zheng Hao has a sense of powerlessness!

"This Jiang Xuan is really a psychopath!"

He shouted loudly in his heart: "This product has a Xuan-level upper-level weapon, but instead chooses a broken sword!"

The rice has been cooked, and then it is useless to regret it.

"This Jiang Xuan, you have to learn a lesson in the future. ”

He sighed secretly and quietly protected himself by Jiang Xuan (shēn).

At this time, Jiang Xuan entered a rather mysterious state.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

"This Jiang Xuan, what happened?"

Zheng Hao opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Xuan helplessly, squeezing out a wry smile on his face: "I don't know what Jiang Xuan found from this rusty sword?"

"Speaking of which, this Jiang Xuan is really unique, he used a bamboo sword at the beginning, and now he picked a rusty sword. ”

A thought flashed in his heart, Zheng Hao shook his head, and then comprehended his "five-color knife".

With the inheritance in the "Five-color Knife", Zheng Hao's qi has increased to eighty-three percent.

It is estimated that it will not take three months for Zheng Hao to reach 90% of his qigang.

"What?"

Suddenly, Zheng Hao felt a powerful aura from Jiang Xuan's body, and he looked at Jiang Xuan without (jìn), and was immediately shocked!

Under that wave of mystical aura, Jiang Xuan's aura began to strengthen in a frenzy!

"This"

Zheng Hao was stunned, and looked at Jiang Xuan stupidly, as if he had seen a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xuan's qi was upgraded to ninety percent!

Bang!

Zheng Hao seems to have been struck by thunder!

Ninety percent angry!

Even among the own disciples, there are very few of them. Jiang Xuancai's second-order Great Perfection cultivation realm actually reached 90 percent Qi Gang!

"It's incredible"

Zheng Hao muttered to himself, and the eyes of the light (qíng) did not fall on the rusty sword.

It must be the opportunity that this rusty sword brought to Jiang Xuan.

The tattered in his eyes reached Jiang Xuan's hands, and he actually became a treasure that exploded in the sky!