There was a burning pain in Donk's back, but he was used to all kinds of pain, and his face was silent. Whenever he arrives at a new floor, his biggest expectation is to go to the showroom and pick up a sword of his own. Although he was injured at this time, he still walked to the showroom as soon as possible.

The stone door opened automatically, and a cold breath seeped out of the room, making people feel cold on their skin.

About 800 blades of various types were stuck in the ground, most of them were high-quality blades, and a considerable number of them were heirloom-level blades. The number of heirloom blades in this room is far greater than that of the next floor, and there is a good chance of finding good blades.

Moreover, there are more of them with the surname of the spirit in these blades.

With so many blades scattered throughout the house, it even produced a battlefield-like sense of slaughter, which made people feel awe-inspiring. None of these blades are repetitive, each with its own character, long and short, and each one is carefully forged.

"Sand, sand, sand, sand......"

The blades with the spirit surname all shook slightly as they sensed someone entering, and made a whisper-like buzzing sound.

Tang Ke's heart beat faster, this place was already the fourth floor, and according to his strength, he could only stop here in this Hidden Sword Tower. In other words, the best blade he could catch was in this room, and he didn't even have to think about the higher-level divine weapons. The more this is the case, the more bumpy his mood becomes, as if he is in a lottery with fate.

"Donk, try to communicate with the blades in this room, and open your own heart to them. If you are a cruel swordsman, you can attract cruel swords. If you are a domineering swordsman, you can attract domineering swords! Dadarian shouted as he stood in the doorway.

Donk nodded, put aside distractions, and used his true self to face the room full of sword questions. He felt it with his heart, and the whole world was gone, and all that was left was the blades with the surname of the spirit. The bodies of those blades burst out with ghostly light and shadow.

"Who are you?" A group of swords with the surname of the spirit seemed to be collectively asking.

"I am the pirate Donk who has killed countless people, values love and righteousness, and has great ambitions!" Donk replied in a deep voice.

"We don't want to be used by the wicked." Several blades fell one after another.

"We are the blades of self-purification, and we are not with you." Another blade returned to silence.

The blade rejected Tangk under various pretexts, showing his arrogance as a blade, and there were only three blades left. These three blades were all willing to be used by Tang Ke, but one of the blades burst out with a strong killing intent, and the other two swords were simply suppressed.

"Do you like to kill? This is great, I am a murderous knife that has slaughtered countless people, and the two of us are a perfect match, so let me help you! My name is - Spell! ”

In fact, Donk's communication with these blades is not so clear, and the blades only convey some "meaning". Although there was no real verbal communication, Donk did understand and understood the voice of the swords.

"Hehe, you guy seems to be very grumpy." Donk walked straight up to the blade that he called "Curse" and looked down at it.

The "Spell" is a strange long sword, the same length and style as a normal long sword, but with a row of small hooks on either side of the blade, and the hilt is carved in a spiral to facilitate friction when gripped. Almost all the other blades in the room were sheathed, but this one had no scabbard, making it a maverick. The sword was stained with bright red blood, and the blood looked very fresh, as if it had just killed someone. But this sword has been sitting in this showroom for 3,000 years, how can it be stained with fresh blood?

The strange sword trembled incessantly, and the amplitude was much greater than that of the other blades, as if it was imminent.

Donk grabbed the hilt of his sword and pulled it out without any hindrance.

Curse Blade:

Grade: Heirloom item.

Type: Character Equipment.

Description: This is an authentic murder weapon or demon knife, containing endless resentment and stained with the blood of countless people. The sword has been bred with a fierce spirit, which will have an effect on the wielder.

The sword was the work of a swordsmith who had exhausted all the swordsmith materials he had. On the day of its forge, one of the swordsmith's ill-intentioned apprentices picked up the sword and killed him from behind. The swordsmith was hacked to death diagonally, with a wound extending from his left shoulder to his right abdomen.

But afterwards, the apprentice claimed that he didn't want to kill the master, but after picking up the sword, he naturally wanted to kill. However, no one believed what the apprentice said.

What's even more chilling is that since then, the blood on this sword has never been erased, and it will always be freshly stained. This incident caused a certain sensation at the time, and the sword was sealed as a result.

This sword followed several masters in the future, but these people all became murderers without exception, so the strange color of this sword became more and more solemn.

Effect: Bloodthirsty (every time you kill someone with this sword, the sword body will absorb a part of the blood by itself, which is used to nourish the sword body and continuously improve combat effectiveness) Fierce Spirit (The fierce spirit will have an impact on the holder, awakening the killing in the heart of the holder**, the effect depends on the willpower of the holder, in addition, the longer you hold this sword, the more obvious the effect will be) Combat Effectiveness: ★★★★ (This value has exceeded the range of heirloom blades, this is because after killing countless people through "bloodthirsty" After Tang Ke grabbed the sword, various data naturally came to mind, and he was mixed after reading it, happy that this was indeed a good sword, but it was really not good to be eroded by the evil spirit. Although he is a very murderous person, he does not want to be disturbed by external forces.

"I didn't expect you to get this spell blade!" Daddarion's eyes widened and he said in astonishment.

"What's wrong? Even if it's a blood-stained sword, don't be surprised like this, right? Donk asked with a smile, but his smile suddenly froze, because he felt a slight coldness in his hand holding the sword, which made his heart have a fierce killing intent, and he actually had the idea of wanting to kill Dardarian! He sighed in his heart, this is really a terrible guy.

"Am I not surprised? The sword in your hand is actually what I used to use. Daddarian looked at the spell blade with a nostalgic look, "I got this sword when I was in the fourth order, and I thought it was very compatible with this sword at that time. However, when I reached the fifth order, I got a better little fox pill, so I put the spell blade back. According to the original rules of Caiyun Village, after the swordsman got the new sword, he also gave the unused sword to other villagers to use. However, how can my Dadarian's sword be used by others? So I put the spellblade back here. After inserting it back here, the spell blade was once again sealed by the Hidden Sword Tower, and even the bored guy couldn't pull it out again. ”

"So there's a story." Tang Ke raised the curse blade and looked at the blood stains on the sword body, he wanted to use this sword in the future, he had to be more careful, and he must not let the evil spirit erode it.

After getting the spell blade, Tang Ke had no urgency, first treated the wound, applied holy water, and then went to the cultivation room.

According to Daddarian, these four layers are the most suitable for practicing the cooperation of two people, and only when the tacit understanding of the two reaches the level of a good heart, can they work together to break the "door barrier". The two of them gambled all their hopes on these four layers, and the cultivation here was the most important thing.

In the cultivation room on the fourth floor, there are many metal dummies, which are quite similar in appearance to guardian spirits, but the style of the armor is much simpler. Of these dummies, only one is stationary, and the rest are constantly changing their movements, some slow, some fast. In addition, the dummy was of different heights, with the tallest being the size of a giant and the shortest reaching the waist of a tucker.

"This cultivation room is used to practice sword skills, and these armor people are just like guardian spirits, and they will recover quickly after being slashed, so they can cut as much as they want. And you see, these guys are changing their movements, and when they slash them, they have to change their sword skills according to their movements. In addition, there is a strange power in this house, and staying in this house is very good for recovering your strength. Dadarian walked slowly in front of a dummy, took on a posture of slashing, and instantly completed a series of actions of drawing the knife, swinging the knife, and closing the knife.

As soon as the cold light passed, there was an extra half-finger-deep wound on the dummy's neck. With Dadarian's strength and speed, he can only cut half a finger deep, which shows that the dummy is very strong.

"This knife is my full strength, so let's try it for you." Daddarion stepped aside.

Donk took a deep breath and walked over to the dummy, holding up the blade he had just gotten and holding it with both hands. He secretly dispatched the strength of his whole body, his left hand suddenly burst into muscles, the muscles of his arms also bulged, and the sword body emerged with a sword qi ready to attack. In this blow, he did not use any sword skills, but he poured out his maximum strength, and the blade let out a roar, and the blade swayed from side to side.

"Hah!"

Tang Ke's loud shouts merged with the sound of the sword breaking through the air, and the blade fell, and there was already an extra wound on the dummy's chest, less than half a finger deep, and a little wide, which was torn open by the sword qi.

"Make a note of the depth left by the two of us attacking alone. Next, let's try to slash the same place together. Just cut it here. Dadarian pointed in the middle of the dummy's chest.

"How? Do you want to stand on the left and right sides and attack at the same time? Donk asked, gasping.

"Well, that's all there is to it."

Donk and Dadarian stood on the left and right, each raising his blade, his eyes fixed on his target, and swung it down at the same time as Dadarian shouted. Although it seems that the two of them are attacking at the same time, in fact, there is a big error, Daddarian's knife slashes into the dummy's chest first, and Donk's curse blade follows, and the two attacks are basically slashed in the same place, causing a much deeper wound than when the two of them were slashed alone.

Dadarian stared at the scar for a moment, but shook his head and said, "It's not enough, if we really simulate the attack of a sixth-order swordsman, it should be much deeper than that." Let's step up our practice from now on! We should treat each other as our closest people, feel each other's breath, feel each other's heartbeat. Strive to use the most harmonious sword qi to slash in the same place at the same time! ”

"That's what you want." Donk's eyes lit up, and he raised his curse blade again.

If the two want to get out of here, they can only open their hearts and treat each other as brothers!