"But as far as I know, this Spirit King Sword is an ornament in other people's hands, and it can't even compare to an ordinary sword. Are you sure you want to use it?" Wang Mo asked curiously.

Chang Yixin said coldly, "That's right, it's just an ordinary wooden sword in someone else's hand." But in my hands it will shine again!"

"Don't make a fuss, you mean you can get its recognition? If you get its recognition, you're the successor of the Spirit King, don't be kidding. Wang Mo shook his head amusedly.

Chang Yixin looked at the sword in his hand and said heavily, "The Spirit King has not been born for a hundred years, and many people think that the Spirit King has been cut off. But I don't believe that after more than 100 years, the Spirit King should appear again in Handi and lead the people of Handi to a new life. ”

"It's a new life now, and everyone is living a lot better now than the decaying Dahan Empire. Wang Mo said.

"Fart! How can the Han people be as willing to live under foreign rule as you are? And those so-called nobles really really let the Han people live a good life? In their eyes, except for the nobles, everyone else is a pariah, a slave who creates a high life for them!"

"You're a little extreme, aren't you?" Wang Mo didn't know why this Xiao Chang was so extreme, he felt that it was okay to be like this now, and his living standard was much better than before.

"It's you who have become spineless!" Chang Yixin finished speaking, holding the sword with both hands and slashing at Wang Mo again, Wang Mo hurriedly shouted, "Don't mess around, the Spirit King Sword is a broken wood in your hand, and if you mess around like this, the sword will break!"

But Chang Yixin didn't care about Wang Mo's persuasion, and desperately brandished the Spirit King Sword and cut it down. Wang Mo still had scruples about breaking the Spirit King Sword in his heart, and he also knew what this sword meant to the people of Handi, and if it was damaged, he would really be a sinner.

But he dodged continuously but couldn't avoid the opponent's attack at all, seeing that the opponent's sword was about to hit himself after continuous slashing, Wang Mo secretly said that he was a fruit knife in his hand, and there should be no problem to block it a little, right?

Thinking so, Wang Mo blocked it with a fruit knife, and Wang Mo was secretly frightened by this contact. It turned out that the Spirit King Sword, which seemed to be broken wood, made him feel extremely hard as soon as he came into contact with it, no different from an ordinary iron sword.

Wang Mo forced the other party to retreat, frowning and looking at the wooden sword in the other party's hand, while Chang Yixin didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the wooden sword in her hand being so hard, she didn't stop in place and slashed into the void in front of her.

At this time, Wang Mo realized that something was wrong, Chang Yixin at this time didn't seem to be as agile as before, her eyes didn't have the concentration of the battle, it seemed that her mind was on the sword in her hand at this time. It wasn't so much that she was fighting herself, but that she was being guided by the sword in her hand.

Just like now, Chang Yiyi's movements are flowing forward, and her fighting style is completely different from her previous one. I saw that the wooden sword actually glowed with a faint green light between the slashes, as if something was hidden in the countless cracked textures of the sword. And a faint green light also diffused around Chang Yixin's body in the process, including her eyes that were even greener.

An emerald green sword qi burst out of the sword, slashing towards Wang Mo in the distance from top to bottom. Before the sword qi arrived, Wang Mo's clothes and hair were blown backwards by the strong wind that hit him. Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, the strength of this sword qi was beyond his expectations, and for a while he seemed to have returned to the battlefield he had been.

Corpses were everywhere, and the wilderness of green grass and wild flowers, which had been full of mountains, was now full of wreckage, including chariots that had not yet burned, horses that had fallen to the ground, human corpses that had been shattered, and flames that had not yet been extinguished. The earth has long been soaked in blood over and over again to a dark brown, and the originally blue sky is also perennially hazy at this time.

Mountains and rivers are broken, and corpses are floating for thousands of miles.

A young man in his twenties, with long black hair simply tied behind his head, and the originally long black hair was now covered with scabs formed after the blood dried up. Behind him was a group of warriors as exhausted as he was, and in the distance in front of them there was still a group of men rushing towards him.

The enemy was led by a group of tall wrestlers, the Gasos of the cool land, each two and a half meters tall, like barbarians. They are the Breakers of the Salant Empire, all of whom are the barbarians of the Cool Lands who once migrated to Luodi.

Behind him, in addition to a group of ordinary infantry, there was also a small group of noble knights dressed in full armor and riding on war horses. It's just that at this time, the armor of these knights was also damaged in many places, which shows that they have also experienced many bloody battles.

Without a few words, the man at the head rushed forward in silence, and the warriors behind him followed and rushed out in silence. On this battlefield, words seem to have become a luxury, and only life and death are normal exchanges.

The tall high-rope barbarians wielded a huge battle axe and slashed towards their enemies with an earth-shattering roar, and the man in front of him only swung his sword, and the three barbarians in front of him were cut off by the powerful sword qi!

The two sides were like two raging rivers converging in an instant, and the splashes were all formed by blood. The man at the head bore the brunt of the attack and went straight in, and for a moment no one could stop him.

The man's goal was clear, to be one of those knights. The knight's armor was lightly streaked with fire, and his master could be seen from the heavy helmet with fiery eyes.

When the Fire Tattoo Armor Knight saw the enemy who had killed him, he roared angrily, "Shura, today is your burial place!"

After saying that, he swung the long sword in his hand with all his might, and unexpectedly formed a flame long knife more than ten meters long and slashed towards the swordsman known as Shura. Before the flame knife arrived, the extremely high heat came first.

The surrounding Luodi troops had already withdrawn to both sides, and the soldiers who followed closely behind Shura were burned into burning people by the heat wave for the first time. Shura's face didn't have a trace of fluctuation, just a sword stabbed forward.

With a bang, it was like the tip of the long sword shooting out something, forming a vortex air current, and the terrifying flame long knife was instantly twisted by this vortex into a sky full of sparks.

And the fire-patterned armor knight looked at his body in a daze, and a small hole appeared in the body wearing heavy armor at this time, and blood flowed out mixed with various internal organ fragments and juice.

There were no last words, no sentimentality, the knight's eyes gradually turned gray, and he fell off his horse and became a corpse everywhere on the battlefield. At this time, there is no longer a distinction between high and low, they are just a remnant soul who died on the battlefield.

Memories appear in a turbulent and disappear quickly. Wang Mo still had oncoming sword qi in front of him, and he involuntarily stabbed out his fruit knife at this time.

In the same scene, the green sword qi was swept away by the qi wave. But Wang Mo's eyes showed remorse, he shouldn't have moved seriously, this girl can't hide!

However, just when he thought that the girl of the Chang family was about to be penetrated, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Chang Yixin's body, and the extremely fast slender sword qi between the swings was neutralized by the other party.

However, the black shadow couldn't block it all, and Chang Yixin was shocked by the huge force and flew backwards for more than ten meters before falling to the ground. The black shadow turned around and glanced at Wang Mo, who saw the black iron mask on the other party's face, which also had a hideous ghost.

He glanced at the fruit knife in Wang Mo's hand that could not withstand the sword qi and turned into powder, shook his head, and was about to leave with Chang Yixin. Wang Mo hurriedly shouted, "Hey, who are you, leave the Spirit King Sword behind!"

"The Spirit King Sword should be given to those who can use it, not to be left here as a tribute. The black-faced man was about to leave, and when he left, he left a sentence, "Shura, we'll see you again in the future." The sword you just now is very good, you are still you, and it hasn't changed. ”

Watching the other party leave, Wang Mo did not chase after him. At this time, his hands were empty, and the masked man who appeared at the end was definitely not bad, and he could easily block his real sword, and he must not be an ordinary person.

"Does this guy know me, too? Who the hell is it? Sneaky with a mask doesn't look like a serious person. Wang Mo muttered, and suddenly he seemed to notice something, and looked into the distance, his face became extremely ugly.

"What's the matter?How could this little girl burst out with such an aura?Is she in danger?" A bunch of questions made Wang Mo a little anxious in his heart, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash.

Just after the Spirit Lake calmed down, a lonely boat docked on the shore along the lake. The Spirit Sword Immortal bent his waist and looked at the direction Chang Yixin left, and sighed: "It really made the Spirit King Sword burst out of power, although it was only very superficial, but it was already amazing." Teacher, teacher, has your successor finally appeared? But the one who followed her...... Hey, no one can see how fate works. ”