Is this really a sword?

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to believe that there would be such a domineering sword in the world, just slightly unsheathed, already full of murderous intent, which is awe-inspiring. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For a moment, the silence was a little eerie.

Yunmo's eyes slowly deepened, looking at the sword in the wooden box in front of him, and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Brother Mo!" Song Wan'er exclaimed.

"Nothing." Yun Mo said, his voice was still faint, only those who were familiar with him heard a trace of hidden deep excitement.

Yunmo's hand, as he approached the sword, a trace of red appeared, and if he looked closely, it was the blood overflowing from his hand, and the blood was red, and it appeared little by little on Yunmo's hand.

"What a powerful sword aura." Liuzhou exclaimed.

Zuo Ming didn't speak, and his expression was equally solemn.

The cold light is awe-inspiring, and it has its own arrogance.

The choice of the master of the famous sword has always been harsh.

Song Wan'er looked ahead with a pair of beautiful eyes, refusing to leave Yunmo for a moment, Yingying's eyes were full of worry.

Yunmo didn't seem to feel the pain in his hand at all, and the further he went, the more blood on his hand became.

Raising his hand and holding the hilt of the sword, blood slowly flowed down the hilt, staining the sword with a cold glow.

"Zheng" sounded, the right hand was slightly forced, and in an instant, a sharp cold light crossed everyone's eyes, and the whole body suddenly felt a burst of coolness, and through the thick clothes, I could feel the faint pain in the skin.

Song Wan'er, Liuzhou, Zuo Ming and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then they stood up straight, their faces slightly pale.

The sword was completely unsheathed, and that killing intent seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and they felt fear from the depths of their hearts.

Yunmo clenched the hilt of the sword in his right hand, a ghostly light flashed in his dark eyes, and his deep eyes fell on the divine weapon in his hand, "I know you are unwilling to be trapped here for so many years. ”

"Buzz." Excalibur rattled, as if it was conforming and mocking the ignorance of mortals.

Yunmo's eyes sank, and a pure internal force surged towards the hilt of the sword, as vast as the Han Sea, with incomparably wild waves.

In an instant, there was a storm in the stone gate.

"Buzz......" The sound of the Excalibur's roar became more and more intense.

Yunmo is always clenched.

One man, one sword, silent confrontation.

"I feel like I've witnessed an amazing fight......"

"It seems that the two masters of the world today are competing......"

"The coercion is so powerful, let's quit......"

"No, you can't leave Brother Mo here alone......"

"The master will be fine, but if we hold on, we may get hurt......"

While a few people were talking, they had unconsciously retreated to the door of the stone gate, and they were about to withdraw completely.

Song Wan'er stood near the stone gate, firmly set her steps, and did not move at all.

Liuzhou and Zuo Ming glanced at each other.

Fight!

Miss Song is a woman, and she doesn't flinch, and they can't retreat.

The battle goes on and on.

In an instant, maybe forever, everyone only felt that their bodies were light, and the thousands of sword shadows in front of them disappeared in an instant, and there was no lightning and thunder in the house, flying sand and stones.

In front of the stone platform, Yunmo stood quietly, holding a sword casually in his right hand.

The sword body shone with a warm light, a faint light, and at a glance, a simple and distant aura greeted him.

"Brother Mo." Song Wan'er exclaimed, looking at Shang Yunmo with a smile in her eyes, but she ran over with an anxious face, "Let me see your hand." ”

The peerless divine soldier was casually placed on the stone platform by Song Wan'er, and carefully picked up Yunmo's hand, for fear that if the movement was a little bigger, it would hurt him.

Yunmo shook his head, wanting to say that this little injury was nothing at all, but looking at Song Wan'er's serious and focused eyes, all the words seemed redundant, just watched quietly, and let her wrap several layers of thick gauze on her small injury, which was originally just a broken skin.

"It's okay, it's just that some small blood vessels were injured, and the main blood vessels are fine." Song Wan'er retaliated and wrapped Yunmo's right hand into a zongzi, raised her head to meet Yunmo's doting eyes, paused, and said, "No matter what happens next, you are not allowed to do it." ”

"Hmm." Yunmo nodded.

"Did you hear that?" Song Wan'er turned her head to look at Liuzhou, Zuo Ming and the others.

Liuzhou's eyes were straight, and when they heard Song Wan'er's words, they just nodded stupidly, with a strange expression and shocked eyes.

That's a peerless divine weapon, so powerful, it's so easy to put on the stone platform.

Master Song is really powerful.

The power of the divine soldier, everyone has seen it just now, it is really a very domineering sword, not to mention what its origin is, it is the battle just now, and everyone still admires it.

Song Wan'er followed the gaze of Zuo Ming and the others, looked at the divine sword placed on the stone platform beside her, and was slightly surprised.

"Xuanyuan has already recognized the Lord and will not hurt people easily." Yunmo said to his subordinates, so you don't have to be so far away, and it will be okay to come over.

"It turns out that this sword is called Xuanyuan! What a domineering name. Song Wan'er looked at the Xuanyuan Sword on the stone platform, the sword light was already restrained, and it completely lost the domineering spirit at the beginning, but it still felt full of danger.

"Regulus? The first of the ten great swords of antiquity. Zuo Ming exclaimed, stood up straight in an instant, stared at the sword placed on the stone platform, and couldn't help but take a few steps back just when he was closer.

"Xuanyuan...... Excalibur! Liuzhou's expression was also full of shock.

Song Wan'er realized that Brother Mo seemed to have gotten something amazing.

"It's indeed the Xuanyuan Sword." Yunmo Road.

"Buzz!" Xuanyuan Sword let out a long roar, and it was like thunder in everyone's ears.

Zuo Ming couldn't help but reach out and want to take it, "The world's number one divine sword, it turns out to be like this......"

"Be careful!" Seeing this, Yunmo hurriedly spoke.

The voice fell, and it was still too late.

"Hiss......" Zuo Ming exclaimed, and a few blood beads appeared on his hand.

On the Xuanyuan sword, the fiber is unstained.

The gentle and restrained Xuanyuan Sword, the lethality is still amazing, and it cannot be underestimated at all.

Zuo Ming looked at the small blood bead in his hand, and was very happy.

"It's strange, when Master Song picked it up just now, there was nothing." Dark Seven looked at the wound on Zuo Ming's hand with a puzzled expression.

Song Wan'er was puzzled, "Maybe this sword has to provoke people when it loses its temper." ”

Such a reason is really not convincing at all, but looking at the extremely restrained but extremely dangerous sword, everyone is angry and dare not speak.

Yunmo personally put the Xuanyuan Sword into the scabbard, the warm light disappeared, and the stone room became quiet again.

On the stone platform, there were a total of three wooden boxes, and now they had seen the Xuanyuan Sword of the head of the ancient divine sword from the first wooden box, so what would be the remaining two wooden boxes? (To be continued.) )