In this space, there should not be a trace of airflow, so there should not be any abnormal sounds. However, when ten thousand swords flew together, it still caused a concussion in space, and the sound of Dao breaking through the sky was extremely piercing.

It can be clearly seen that when the ten thousand spiritual weapons swept by, the oppression brought by it was no less than the momentum of a powerhouse of the same level as Nie Ying, and the sharp momentum was even better.

Nie Ying felt that in addition to those who were strong against the sky, if these sword-shaped spiritual weapons could also be regarded as enemies, they would be the strongest people he had ever encountered.

"Ten thousand swords flying together, it's really spectacular!"

The Yansha Sword slowly floated in front of him, perhaps seeing so many of the same kind, the Yansha Sword at this moment, the sudden sound of the sword roared loudly, as if it was extremely excited, and without waiting for Nie Ying to have any orders, it was to attack on its own, and the purple sword light quickly amplitude out, allowing the surroundings to rise sharply.

"Break the sword with a sword, no sword momentum, up!"

In the midst of the shouting, the purple sword burst out, instantly differentiated, and saw that in mid-air, a dense sword shadow appeared out of thin air, dragging a purple light, and rushed out like lightning towards the ten thousand sword-shaped spiritual weapons.

"Tsk, that's rare. Behind, smashing his mouth against the wind, he said slowly.

Qianxuan nodded and didn't speak, but his face was very solemn.

The entire square was filled with uncountable sword bodies, flashing past, and the momentum that emerged was enough to crush an ordinary green-level powerhouse.

Under the windless, Nie Ying's robe hunted and flying, his hands changed rapidly, and the ten thousand sword shadows, under his control, collided with the sword-shaped spirit weapon.

"Ding ding!" A sound of gold and iron crashing sounded over the square, and the sparks that hit the center of the impact were like fireworks, all over the square, and the terrifying energy ripples quickly poured out, spreading in all directions.

"Not good!" the headwind monster screamed, such energy fluctuations, I was afraid that it would smash everything here.

But before he could make a move, such a violent impact did not cause the slightest movement in the square, as if it was just a game between children.

"There is an enchantment again?" The three of them were speechless for a moment, they couldn't imagine that building such a huge treasure, just a few enchantments, and the strength of the gray-clothed man was so strong that he was used as a treasure guardian, so what kind of strength did the original owner of this place reach?

However, before the three of them could relax, the nearly 10,000 sword-shaped spirit weapons that had been hit and retreated slightly quickly approached each other in an instant, and dozens of seconds later, the 10,000 spirit weapons actually fused into a three-foot Qingfeng.

The sword was three feet long, dim, only the sharp tip of the sword, under the illumination of the surrounding light, reflected the cold light all the time. There was quite a distance from her, but the three of them could clearly sense that the three-foot Qingfeng, which was fused with ten thousand spiritual weapons, carried a fierce intent at this moment, which had already frightened them.

Such a spirit sword is extraordinary. As a sword cultivator, Nie Ying spontaneously had a desire to keep it for himself.

And it seemed to be able to see Nie Ying's thoughts, the three-foot Qingfeng shook violently for a moment, and the tip of the sword trembled a few times, that look, like the shaking of a human head, seemed to say that Nie Ying was dreaming.

Seeing such a humane activity of the three-foot Qingfeng, the thoughts in his mind were even stronger, and facing the three-foot Qingfeng, Nie Ying let out a long laugh: "Today, we will fight against each other with swords, see if I can subdue you." ”

Hearing this, the three-foot Qingfeng trembled again, and a crisp sword roar resounded, which was extremely provocative.

With a flick of his fingers, the Yan Evil Sword flew to the side of the two of them, and Nie Ying said, "In the future, you will join him in fighting the continent for me!"

"Zheng!" It seemed that the words provoked the anger of the three-foot Qingfeng, and the sword body shook, like an afterimage, and immediately appeared in front of Nie Ying, and the tip of the sword spat out the letter, stabbing him fiercely in the chest.

Wanting to try the power of the three-foot Qingfeng, Nie Ying did not dodge or dodge, his fingers were put together into a sword, and a wisp of sword light quickly surged out, colliding directly with the other party.

"Huh!" the human sword then parted.

"Good fellow, I have to get you today. Nie Yingwei screamed, bullied up, bent his palm into a claw, and under the palm of his hand, there was a purple flame, and he grabbed the hilt of the three-foot Qingfeng.

"Huh!!" The three-foot Qingfeng turned into an afterimage, shooting out like lightning, and he didn't seem to be afraid.

"Huh?" As soon as the two of them made contact, the purple flame instantly enveloped the three-foot Qingfeng, and the scorching heat immediately pressed on.

However, how could the three-foot Qingfeng transformed by the ten thousand spiritual weapons be so easily held, under the scorching purple flames, the sword body shook slightly, and a sharp sword light shot out, and this sword light was not affected in the slightest in the flames, directly penetrating the shackles of the flames and rushing towards the Nie Yingmian Gate.

Nie Ying's figure quickly soared into the air, and the three-foot Qingfeng also took the opportunity to break away from his package.

"Wai Wei save Zhao, such a powerful attack, hehe, I like you more and more. Strange laughter, anyway, there is an enchantment in the square, Nie Ying is not afraid of damaging other things, his hands are spread, and when a wisp of flame emerges, the amplitude of the instant is gone, except for the location of the two of them, the entire square is shrouded in flames.

"Look where you run!" In the sea of fire, Nie Ying swept out like lightning and grabbed the past again.

For this purple flame, the three-foot Qingfeng did not have the slightest fear, but although it could not cause any damage to the three-foot Qingfeng, it greatly affected his speed, so in less than a moment, Nie Ying was already approaching.

Following like a maggot leaning down, the three-foot Qingfeng was furious, the sword body swung, and a sword shot out, but its figure retreated rapidly.

But in the flames, the sword light can not play the maximum role, when it comes to Nie Ying, its power is not enough to pose a threat to Nie Ying, with a wave of the palm, it is to scatter this sword ray, and then the figure closes, this time, the three-foot Qingfeng is tightly grasped in his hand.

In an instant, a strong force climbed up from the palm of his hand, and the sudden force almost made Nie Ying let go.

"Hey!" The energy in his body surged rapidly, his shoulders shook, and he dissolved the force, and lifted the three-foot Qingfeng with considerable effort, looking at him carefully at such a close distance, the whole long sword was not dull, but faintly dark cyan, this color alone gave people a feeling of palpitations.

"Good sword!" he shouted, feeling the steady stream of power coming from the sword body, Nie Ying's body sank, fell to the ground, his palm clenched, and his other hand was clinging to the sword body with purple flames. This man began the most primitive confrontation with a sword.

Time passed slowly, and under the strong suppression, Nie Ying could also feel that the power coming from the three-foot Qingfeng was gradually weakening, and it wouldn't be long before this sword would be completely his own.

Excitement quickly hung on his face, with such a powerful long sword, it was conceivable that with the addition of the Flame Sword in the future, his own attacks would be multiplied.

But before Nie Ying could be happy, a strange aura spread out, and in less than a moment, this aura had already permeated the entire square.

Qian Xuan's face changed, and he shouted: "Big brother, be careful, this sword is going to explode by itself!"

Any kind of spiritual weapon, is the same as human beings, with spiritual wisdom, the higher the grade, the greater all its spiritual intelligence, the three-foot Qingfeng, a long sword fused by ten thousand spiritual weapons, although it is not yet able to speak, but also has all human emotions.

"Self-destruct?" Nie Ying was stunned for a moment, and then let out a soft snort, the hand that suppressed the three-foot Qingfeng quickly withdrew the purple flame, pondered for a while, and then gently stroked the sword body: "I know that your arrogance, your extraordinary, you are destined not to be subservient, but please believe that I am a sword cultivator, so I will not use you as a tool." ”

"Flame Sword!"

In the midst of the cheers, the Yansha Sword quickly swept back, floating in front of Nie Ying, touching Nie Ying's cheek with the tip of the sword from time to time.

"See?" Nie Ying knew that Sanchi Qingfeng could understand.

But as he himself said, Sanchi Qingfeng is so extraordinary, how can he be subservient to others, even if he wants to rely on others, it is not Nie Ying, because in his heart, the latter's qualifications are far from enough.

Therefore, everything Nie Ying did couldn't get into the eyes of the three-foot Qingfeng at all, so the breath before the self-explosion became more and more intense. Nie Ying was so close that he felt that once the long sword blew itself up, then the entire square would be razed to the ground.

"To let go or not to let go?" the thought raced through my mind.

Suddenly, Nie Ying let go of the three-foot Qingfeng, and then that aura disappeared, and said lightly at the long sword that had already flown away into the distance: "Since you have such a plot, I won't force you." But let me tell you, staying here, you can get eternal peace, but you will never be able to enjoy the blood of life again. ”

"I may not be the most powerful person in the world, but follow me, and I will let you experience what passion is and what life and death are. Isn't it much better for the Jin Ge Iron Horse and the Howling Continent to be nestled in this place where no one may ever come in the future?"

Nie Ying said: "What your previous master was able to do with you, I can also do it in the future." As he spoke, Nie Ying stretched out his hand and said eagerly: "Come, follow me, let's fight the world together, even the high Origin God can't stop our vigor!"

"Zheng!" The crisp sound of the sword rose from the three-foot clear edge, as if it was infected, and the Yansha Sword was also powerful, filled with a powerful battle intent.

And Nie Ying, standing indifferently and calmly, has the pride of looking down on the world.

After half a sound, under the gaze of Yu Qianxuan against the wind, the three-foot clear front swept away abruptly, circled along the square, and finally fell into Nie Ying's hands like lightning.

This time, it was a real feeling, and in the three-foot Qingfeng sword body, there was a strong bloodthirsty desire.

"Okay, I'll make you famous on the continent again, haha!"