At this moment, there was still some time before the next sword qi storm, and he was idle anyway, so Fang Yu walked towards the first floor of the stone tower.

The quality of the flying sword at this level is not high, but it is not a bad thing to get in touch with it first and accumulate experience.

His gaze first fell on the most ornate golden dagger closest to him at the bottom of the stone pillar.

This sword looked good, but as soon as Fang Yu's fingertips touched the hilt, the sword suddenly shattered and turned into fragments.

It must be that it has been going on for a long time, and although the exterior is as bright as ever, the inside has long been corroded, and it will be directly shattered as soon as it comes into contact with external forces.

Fang Yu shook his head helplessly, and then turned his gaze to the crimson serpentine sword next to him, this sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, faintly revealing a murderous aura, presumably its former owner was also a decisive master!

This time he held the hilt of the sword very smoothly, and Fang Yu subconsciously wanted to pull out the sword.

Having heard the legend of sword picking in the sword pool, Fang Yu knew that it was not easy to get the approval of the blade, so he didn't have much hope for the first time.

Unexpectedly, with a little effort, the sword seemed to be inserted into the wood without any force, and it was held by him so lightly!

Fang Yu himself was stunned!

Holding the serpentine sword in his hand, Fang Yu looked up and down, the quality of this sword was much worse than the one that Liang Yufeng pulled out before, it belonged to the tasteless food, and it was a pity to abandon it.

However, successfully pulling out this sword gave Fang Yu some confidence, and he decided to put this sword back and go a few more layers up to take a look.

However, at this moment, a suction force suddenly came from the palm of his hand, and Fang Yu only felt that a stream of golden essence qi poured into his body from the hilt of the sword, and it was endless.

It seemed that a giant beast had been awakened from its slumber in his body, swallowing these golden essence qi in a big gulp, and at this moment, Fang Yu's whole body was shining with pale golden light.

This strange feeling only lasted for a few seconds, Fang Yu suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, the serpentine sword had been broken into two, and the originally bright surface had become pitted, as if it had been corroded.

However, Fang Yu himself felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to have increased slightly, and the luster of metal was faintly reflected on his skin, and he felt something in his heart.

"Could it be because I have the blood of Jianxi, so I can absorb the golden essence qi in this ancient sword?"

In order to verify his thoughts, Fang Yu inserted the broken serpentine sword back, and easily pulled out a short knife next to him, but unfortunately this time it had no effect.

In order to verify his guess, Fang Yu experimented on the first layer, pulling out a sword with a handle and inserting it again.

Among these blades, some of the higher quality will contain some golden essence qi, and the lower quality will not, and the more he goes to the back, the appetite of the Jianxi blood vein in his body seems to be tricky, and he begins to disdain this layer of blades.

At this time, Fang Yu naturally couldn't stop, so he walked towards the second floor of the stone tower.

Stepping into the second layer, Fang Yu felt a trace of pressure that was not present in the first layer, and the blades inserted in the stone walls around him felt the breath of the living, and they all seemed to come to life at this moment, as if many pairs of eyes were staring at him together.

A broad axe, as wide as a door panel, with a handle so thick that it takes both hands to hold it, occupies a large area in the oncoming stone wall.

Presumably, the previous owner of this giant axe was a strong man who pulled out the mountain, otherwise it would be difficult to move such a big guy.

In order to verify his guess, Fang Yu's eyes lit up, he took a deep breath, held the handle of the axe with both hands, and suddenly exerted force.

It was still easy to draw the axe, but the weight of this giant axe was really amazing, Fang Yu was not well prepared, and his wrist was weak, and the giant axe fell to the ground with a "clang", smashing the hard ground into a small pit.

It was really hard to hold such a heavy thing, Fang Yu simply sat on the ground, pressed his hands on the blade of the axe as wide as a door panel, and gathered his mind.

A trace of golden elf qi came from the blade of the axe, followed Fang Yu's palm into his body, and turned in the meridians of his body for a few days, and then slowly dissipated, absorbed by his body.

This kind of mysterious feeling took a few minutes before it ended, and Fang Yu only felt radiant, as if he had taken a great tonic pill, and his mood became extremely happy.

And at this moment, the surface of the giant axe also became mottled and corroded, and it seemed that all the essence had been sucked up.

Fang Yu finally confirmed his guess, looking at the tens of thousands of blades densely packed on the stone pillar, Fang Yu was so happy that he almost had the urge to cry: "It's developed now!" ”。

One blade at a time, the blades were pulled out, absorbed, and inserted back in.

Time passed silently, Fang Yu was immersed in the pleasure of devouring, and when the second layer could not satisfy his appetite, he went up to the third layer.

As a large amount of golden essence true qi poured into the meridians and was absorbed by him, Fang Yu's strength was also improving little by little.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his mind, and all the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration, and it swirled and converged wildly, converging from countless streams into rivers, then into oceans, and finally rushing towards the "Baihui Acupoint" in his mind like an awl.

There was a faint "poof" sound, Fang Yu felt that his aura seemed to penetrate a thin film, and then all the aura began to converge into the Baihui acupoint, rotating and compressing, transforming from a gaseous state to Yetai, filling the acupoint.

This means that he has opened the third house of the nine palaces of the head, the Baihui Palace, and his strength has been qualitatively improved.

Stimulated by the aura in his body, Fang Yu couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, a sharp sword qi shot out from the Baihui acupoint above his head, turning into an ancient sword illusion in mid-air, blooming with monstrous killing intent.

At the same time, the remaining blades on the stone tower were stimulated by this murderous aura, and at the same time, they let out a choking sword roar, and they jumped out of the stone pillar, and the blades were all aimed at Fang Yu.

No one expected such a change suddenly, perhaps it was Fang Yu's devouring ability that made the remaining flying swords feel afraid, so they would unite and want to fight against this person who threatened their lives.

Seeing that it was the end of ten thousand swords and a thousand cuts, Fang Yu didn't have time to react at all, he only had time to shout: "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding!" ”

As if hearing his shout, the swords suddenly stopped in mid-air, and instead of firing, there was a sound from the top of the stone tower, like the sound of the rock cracking.

"Who are you, and why are you upsetting the balance of the sword pool?" A voice suddenly came from the top of the stone tower, and at the sound of this voice, all the blades fell in the air three times, as if bowing.