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Zhang Yanchong's heart was a little confused, maybe this vision was just a small trick in the eyes of other cultivators, but Zhang Yanchong couldn't see the slightest clue at all, he could only detect some chaotic heaven and earth aura around him.

Can this be trapped here? Zhang Yanchong thought a little unwillingly.

Zhang Yanchong will never be willing to be trapped here, because he is still worried about Fan Yingying who is far away, which is a kind of strength.

Zhang Yanchong tried to release his spiritual sense again, but the invisible power of imprisonment was so stubborn that Zhang Yanchong had no choice but to give up this practice, but this strange space made Zhang Yanchong have a feeling of depression in his heart.

This feeling seems to be called fear.

The best way to expel fear is to comfort yourself, so Zhang Yanchong took out a giant sword as wide as a door panel from the ring.

The appearance of this sword already gave people a sense of security, and Zhang Yanchong held it in his hand, and he really felt that he had become much stronger.

The sword is not only powerful in appearance, it is the magic weapon that Wen Jiushan relied on the most during his lifetime, the level of this sword is by no means comparable to those beginner magic weapons before Zhang Yanchong, Wen Jiushan was in the battle with the traitor in the valley, this sword is the key to Wen Jiushan's victory, if it weren't for his bad luck, the living person is definitely not the current person.

But the weight of this sword is really not light, otherwise Zhang Yanchong would definitely use this sword to break through the rivers and lakes before, but unfortunately this magic sword weighing dozens of catties is really not something that Zhang Yanchong can wield flexibly, fortunately, now Zhang Yanchong has learned the magic weapon, although he can't control the magic weapon at will, but it is not too difficult to control the weight of the magic weapon in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Yanchong put the sword on his shoulder, and he could only carry it, which was the most comfortable posture for this sword.

"Huh?" Zhang Yanchong was surprised to find that the handle of the sword was engraved with words.

"Force, sword."

"Force? Is it any different from a ritual weapon? Zhang Yanchong muttered, "Jiangjian, what a strange name, but it sounds quite pleasant, hehe." Zhang Yanchong found something interesting, and it was finally worth laughing at.

Zhang Yanchong's smile gradually froze on his face, and after a while, it suddenly changed to another smile, an excited and joyful smile.

"The power weapon needs to be manipulated by force to exert its power......"

The lines of small characters engraved on the hilt of the sword actually write the method of manipulation of this sword, this sword is called a force weapon, and it is really different from the manipulation of magic weapons, and it requires a special special method to be manipulated.

Fortunately, in these words, the method of manipulation has been clearly written, although Zhang Yanchong has also seen this sword before, but because he was not literate at that time, he did not notice the existence of these small characters at all, and now Zhang Yanchong, who can read, found that he had such a magical treasure in his hand.

What surprised Zhang Yanchong even more was that this manipulation method was different from the Imperial Weapon Technique, it was not so esoteric and difficult to understand, but only one sentence:

Drop your blood, melt my device, become one, and let you control.

Does this mean that if you drip it into your own blood, you can use it directly for yourself? Wouldn't that be much more useful than the half-hung artifact technique?

Almost instantly, Zhang Yanchong had already made a decision, Zhang Yanchong slashed his fingers on the blade of the giant sword, and the blood instantly overflowed, and the blood flowed down the blade, but it did not appear to be absorbed.

Zhang Yanchong was not surprised, he raised his bloody hand and put it on the hilt of the sword, and next to the small words, there was a hideous tiger head, the tiger head opened its mouth, as if ready to devour blood at any time.

This is the right place to drop blood, Zhang Yanchong has already known it in those words.

A drop of bright red blood like a jewel dripped from his finger, and the hideous tiger head seemed to show a hideous smile.

At this moment, Zhang Yanchong suddenly felt a trace of heat coming from his side, almost without thinking about his instinct, the ring on Zhang Yanchong's hand flashed with cold light, and a magic sword immediately appeared in his hand, and in the next moment, the sword turned into sword light and shot to somewhere on his side.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Zhang Yanchong's spiritual sense had lost contact with the flying sword, and only then was Zhang Yanchong able to turn his head and see the magic sword that had been bombarded and fell to the ground, saw the little sparks that were dispersing, and saw the person standing in front of the magic sword, the side of the sparks.

That strange follower next to Li Ting, as well as Li Ting himself!

Zhang Yanchong was extremely surprised in his heart, he was surprised that Li Ting actually followed, he was surprised that he had sensed the aura of a cultivator from this strange follower, and even more surprised that Li Ting seemed to follow this person and sneak attack on him.

If Li Ting's indifference to himself may be in a bad mood, then how can he explain that he is a killer?

Zhang Yanchong's heart tingled again, but his face did not change, he had already learned to be calm.

"Are you here to help me?" Zhang Yanchong asked.

Obviously not, the strange attendant's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes kept staring at Zhang Yanchong's bloodied hand and the giant sword.

Li Ting did not answer Zhang Yanchong's words, and Li Ting at this time seemed to be a follower.

Zhang Yanchong also looked at his blood-dripping hand, the blood had been devoured, and the sword was undergoing amazing changes.

The mouth of the tiger's head on the hilt of the sword slowly closed, and the tiger's expression became solemn and mighty, no longer hideous, and the small words also disappeared distortedly, and at the same time, a golden light instantly shot between Zhang Yanchong's eyebrows, disappearing.

In Zhang Yanchong's mind, with the ingestion of this golden light, there were many more things.

It's how to use this sword.

"You've finished confessing the Lord?" The strange attendant asked.

Zhang Yan said curiously: "Recognize the master? ”

The strange attendant suddenly sneered: "Since this is the case, you have to die." As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ting and his strange followers were hidden in the thick fog.

Zhang Yanchong's heart sank, and he held the sword tightly in his hand.

Zhang Yanchong had already sensed the truth in his heart, since that strange follower was a cultivator, could it be that he did all this at all?

But there are still many things that Zhang Yanchong can't figure out, why would Li Ting follow this person to do bad things, he obviously knows about this person's conspiracy, and why did this cultivator kidnap Fan Yingying for no reason, why didn't he realize that this follower was actually a cultivator.

These doubts should not be thought about at this time, because the crisis is in front of him, so Zhang Yanchong had to suppress the doubts and open his five senses to the maximum, so as to at least ensure that there will be no danger around him, as long as there is danger outside this range, Zhang Yanchong will always have the confidence to react and resolve it, just like the sneak attack just now.

This is Zhang Yanchong's first time against a cultivator, will he win?