The scorching tiger dragon sword flies, so that it is not contrary to his body.

Everyone around the sword mound was in an uproar, and at this time, all attention was shifted to Huang Zhisong and the broken divine sword in front of him.

Everyone was engrossed, and the Sword Shrine Trialists also began to pay attention to Huang Zhisong.

For a moment, the audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

After the Broken Excalibur surrounded Huang Zhisong for a week, the image of the divine thought in front of Huang Zhisong's body began to slowly dissipate.

The Broken Excalibur hovered three feet above Huang Zhisong's head.

There was no anomaly for a while.

The surrounding people began to be confused, it was not without the Divine Sword to recognize the master, it is said that the Divine Sword recognized the master flew directly into the monk's hand, and opened the palm of his hand to absorb a drop of essence blood, so that this person had the divine sword.

At this time, one person and one sword, standing and not moving, is so quietly suspended and opposed.

The people around him were already confused.

Because of the previous ridicule, Huang Zhisong was suddenly slapped in the face by Chen Yi. There was no immediate remark at the moment. So as not to be slapped in the face again!

Time is like water, inexplicably disappearing.

A quarter of an hour passed quietly, Huang Zhisong and Shenjian were still holding each other with one person and one sword, and it seemed that the two seemed to be slightly connected, and there seemed to be no connection between the two, and they were comprehending each other.

The people around him also changed from their previous eagerness to ignorance.

After a burst of brilliance from the giant sword, there was no movement, and the group of people who had been deflated before also began all kinds of cynicism. Because, looking at this scene, Huang Zhisong categorically cannot be reversed.

"Hmph, I'll just say it. Huang Zhisong must be useless in this way, spending five years in vain, and the first game is empty. The previous Jindan late-stage student glanced at Chen Yi and began to mock.

"What Daoyou said is not unreasonable, although the five years have passed for us in a flash, but it must not be wasted. You must know that we have not improved in the past five years of cultivation in the academy, and there is a long gap between us and our fellow practitioners. It's not like some small nights, thick skin interjects everywhere, fighting for that shameless thing. A mid-stage Jindan student beside him looked straight at Chen Yi and said in a disdainful tone.

"Two fellow Daoists, what we said is just as we thought. The others next to him looked at Chen Yi with disdain.

Chen Yi glanced at them slightly, smiled disdainfully, lit a cigarette, spit out clouds, and didn't care about what they said, looking at them as if they were looking at garbage.

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The most profound mouth cannon is to sneer at them indifferently in the face of their cynicism.

Obviously, Chen Yi did it. It's not too perfect, smoking a small cigarette, sneering at the corners of his mouth, looking at them with disdain and just not speaking.

The people opposite Chen Yi were red-faced, angry and angry. Continuing to speak, this person is also indifferent, and wants to teach a lesson, Chen Yi is also in the early stage of Jindan, he can't bully the small and tell the truth, at this moment, if everyone can kill people, Chen Yi has already been killed millions of times by the eyes. Self-styled cultivation is impossible, don't even think about it, everyone is not stupid, in case the car overturns, won't your face be lost to your grandmother's house?

Just as Chen Yi was comfortably smoking a small cigarette, the eyes of the late stage student of Jindan among the people who were mocking on the other side rolled his eyes and said with a slightly happy expression: "Hey, boy, if you suddenly say that we despise others, you can make Shenjian recognize you as the master." We admit that we are low-eyed and dog-eyed!

The people around him also laughed when they heard this, and echoed on the side.

"Hahahaha.... Much, very much. If you can't do it, kowtow to us and admit your mistakes. Since then, don't talk crazy and don't like it. "All of them have completed the trial, and none of them have been recognized by the Divine Sword.

In the Ten Thousand Worlds Immortal Academy, no one knows that the Divine Sword recognizes the main opportunity, chance, strength, and talent. Although many people have been recognized for thousands of years, the average is 500 years to recognize the Lord. Moreover, all of them are gentlemen of the sword, and each sword aura is awe-inspiring.

For example, the legendary Qingyuan Gate Master, a sword collapsed, and ten thousand immortals were killed.

Sword cultivators all have a proud sword aura on their bodies.

Everyone was looking at Chen Yi. Belch... Nothing but obscenity. Can he confess the Lord?

Chen Yi smoked a small cigarette and wanted to ignore it directly, Chen Yi is not without self-knowledge, can he agree to such a difficult trial casually? Chen Yi is not stupid, and he wants to continue to mock silently with a low expression, at this moment.

Huang Zhisong's body was full of golden light, and the sword was broken three feet on his head, and the sword aura was full of energy, and the sword intent soared to the sky.

For a while, the sky was dark, and all parts of the Soldier God Academy began to be filled with awe-inspiring sword intent, and the elders of the Immortal Courtyard retreat also opened their eyes one after another, and then closed their eyes with a slight smile and continued the retreat.

An old Mai Taoist of the Dao Court also lifted the gourd and took a sip of wine, muttering to himself: "Interesting, it's actually a companion...."

At this moment, there were more and more people around the sword mound, and once again there was an uproar and then a silent sound. This rhythm control depends on the rehearsal, Chen Yi is very curious, a loud voice, a pin drop can be heard, how to do it? It feels a little scary.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Huang Zhisong quietly. After five hundred years, there is finally another genius sword cultivator?

Heaven and earth are yellow, and countless vast sword intentions are emanating. The sword aura was awe-inspiring, the divine light of the giant sword flashed, and the ten thousand divine swords around the body quickly shook and rotated rapidly, and the ten thousand divine swords surrounded the vast sword intent, and began to pose various words in the air, which was also the evaluation given by Huang Zhisong through the test of the giant sword.

Everyone read it carefully.

Constant of the sword

Thin name

A sword in the heart

Hand sword

The heart holds the sword

Sword Hold Heart

Undesirable

Falling Heart Sword

Get one

Born out of nowhere

Famous oceans

Just when everyone carefully appreciated the evaluation of the giant sword, Huang Zhisong's sword intent around him was desolate and cold, only to see the blue light of the broken divine sword three feet above his head, the slightest ripple around the sword body, a drop of essence blood flew out from Huang Zhisong's fingertips, and landed on the broken sword body, and the rust of the broken sword body began to fall one by one, and gradually a blue light divine sword began to deform and look directly, the edge was pressing, and it was no longer the broken appearance it once was. The total length is five feet nine inches, the sword body is covered with dragon-shaped black lines, cast with the inscription "Half Moon Cold" three words, the blade is straight, the back bone is clear into a line of edge, its widest void is about half a foot away from the sword handle, and then the arc is adducted, until the sword edge is convex again and then condensed into a sharp edge, the body is blue and boundless, giving people cold as ice and snow, The sharp feeling of blowing and breaking, like a cold ice moon wheel, for a while, the sword intent soared into the sky, began to rotate at high speed, turned into a blue moon, straight into the sky, and everywhere it went, it seemed to be torn out of a crack in the air, and then quickly returned and slowly fell and Huang Zhisong's back rotated slowly counterclockwise, emitting a trace of cold blue light.

Everyone was already speechless in surprise. Without him, the rust began to fall off after recognizing the Lord, which was just the restoration of the divine nature of the Excalibur. But it is also the former divine sword, and Huang Zhisong's sword actually began to change its form and change its sword intent according to Huang Zhisong's own sword intent, so to speak, the sword spirit gave up the sword intent of the previous life and began to focus on Huang Zhisong's sword intent. However, the memory of the sword spirit still exists, which allows Huang Zhisong to refer to the previous sword intent to improve himself, so that the sword spirit also has the possibility of evolution, but it also gives up the previous sword moves. After all, although the sword intent can be comprehended, the sword technique is different, and the sword shape is different. Gave up the former sword body and how to use the former swordsmanship.

This sword now completely belongs to Huang Zhisong, and it is Huang Zhisong's companion sword!

Huang Zhisong's expression was still the same, the divine sword "Half Moon Cold" on his back rotated slowly, and he looked at Chen Yi and made a Dao compilation: "What Brother Dao said, the will of people supported by indomitable beliefs is more powerful than those seemingly invincible material forces, I have some understanding when I hear it, thank you." Brother Dao, do you need help?"

Then he turned his head to look at the sneering before, and the person who sneered at him directly before had long since dared to look directly at him, and it was difficult to resist the scene that broke through the sky before. This is the power of sword cultivation!