The middle-aged Heavenly King's strength is extraordinary, although this knife is strong, it still can't seriously injure him, but ......, his internal organs have been injured, and this knife will kill him.

Seeing his appearance, the War King still didn't dare to relax, the long knife in his hand was obliquely raised, standing two meters away from the middle-aged Heavenly King and concentrating on guard.

"Unwilling, unwilling, ......"

The middle-aged man's face was bloodshot and turned a strange red, and the blood he spit out was mixed with pieces of internal organ fragments, "I am a dignified king, I have always been the only one who robbed others, but I didn't expect the boat to capsize in the gutter, and the eagle man was pecked by the eagle!" I am a dignified Heavenly King, and I hope to go further and impact the Jindan Realm...... Unwilling to ......"

The middle-aged man shouted, his voice filled with resentment, and then his voice stopped abruptly, and his head tilted and he lost his breath.

After confirming that the middle-aged Heavenly King was dead, Bloodthirsty stepped forward, but he was a little disappointed, the middle-aged Heavenly King did not have any packages on his body, and he was afraid that there would be no other harvest except for spiritual weapons.

The master died, and the spiritual weapon that recognized the master became an ownerless thing again, and the long knife of the spiritual weapon was stripped off and fell on the ground in the hands of the middle-aged king.

"Why is there only one spiritual weapon, doesn't it say that the Seven Star Dragon Yuan is in his hand?"

The War King wondered.

There is only this one spirit weapon that is automatically stripped from the body of the middle-aged Heavenly King, and there is no other package on its body, where did the Seven Star Dragon Yuan go?

This is also the doubt in everyone's hearts, bloodthirsty frowning and groping on the body of the middle-aged heavenly king, there is nothing in his arms, and bloodthirsty can't help but be slightly disappointed.

And when Bloodthirsty grabbed the middle-aged Heavenly King's arm and slid down, it suddenly paused at his wrist, where a hard object protruded. Lift the covered sleeves. A sleek, floating cyan bracelet is revealed.

"Storage bracelets!"

The man who saw the cyan bracelet exclaimed at the same time. Only the king of war is unknown, so the smooth floating on it is obviously not an ordinary bracelet.

"War King, the storage bracelet is also a kind of spiritual weapon, which is made by a strong person who has mastered the spatial ability to directly seal a piece of space and refine it, which can store the necessities with him, which is very convenient." This kind of storage bracelet is not the same as the storage magic weapon refined by the cultivator, in addition to the quality gap, the internal space is even more different. In addition to luck, the space ability to make a space item must also have materials that can withstand the amount of space opening up force, and the cultivator can easily refine the storage magic weapon as long as there are enough materials, and secondly, the size of the internal space, the space item is only five cubic meters of space, and the storage magic weapon has a minimum of 100 cubic meters of space.

Bloodthirsty explained, his face full of surprise, "Maybe the Seven Star Dragon Yuan is among them." ”

Bloodthirsty took off the cyan bracelet and handed it to the War King, "The War King will recognize it as the owner, open it and take a look!" "The strength of the War King is much stronger than that of Bloodthirsty. Refining the bracelet will be much faster than bloodthirsty.

The king of war returned the cyan bracelet to the bloodthirsty, and his heart was distressed to death. He said generously, "What can I put in it?" In addition to cultivation, only this war knife accompanies me to fight the world, it is my life, I will not just let him lie in this kind of thing. ”

The king of war was about to shirk, but Bloodthirsty interrupted, "Okay, just take it for you!" You are the strongest of all, and you will not kill a king today without you. All you have to do is hurry up and find the Seven Star Dragon Abyss. ”

The king of war was in a trance, and it was false to say that he was not moved. Without shirking any more, the War King dropped a drop of his essence blood on the cyan bracelet, and in a moment he refined it and recognized the master.

"The space inside the bracelet is three cubes in size, but there are not many things in it."

The battle king's spiritual power entered the bracelet and said, "This Heavenly King is seriously injured, and there is not a single medicine left. Fortunately, the Seven Star Dragon Yuan is still there. ”

As he spoke, under the eager gaze of everyone, Lin Jingtian took out a sword. The sword body is red, nearly four feet long, the sword body has the Big Dipper, and is accompanied by the dragon pattern on the smooth flow, faintly see the cloud pattern carving under it, whether it is the appearance or the quality of the sword itself is excellent.

The War King handed the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan to Bloodthirsty's hand, and Bloodthirsty took it and looked at it for a moment, and the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan stabbed on the ground under the infusion of internal force.

"Bang~"

The sword formed a small pit at the place where it came into contact with the ground, and Bloodthirsty couldn't help but admire: "It is worthy of being an ancient famous sword!" Without acknowledging the Lord, you can add so many attacks! ”

The Tenth Shadow - the sword of exquisite elegance

At the dawn of an ancient day, the moment when the sky was black and white, a pair of hands slowly raised. In the middle of the two hands is a sword hilt, only the hilt of the sword does not see the body of the long sword, but on the north wall there is a faint shadow of the sword, the shadow of the sword only exists for a moment, and then disappears with the coming of day, until dusk, the sky is getting dark, and in the moment of day and night, the shadow of the sword reappeared. Raised hands draw an elegant arc, waving to a tall ancient pine tree next to it, there is a gentle "click" in the ear, the tree body shook slightly, no change, but soon after, the lush pine cover fell leisurely in a gentle southerly wind, flattening the convex circle of annual rings, showing the passage of time. The darker the sky became, the sword returned to nothingness, the ancient twilight closed silently, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

The Ninth Pure Jun - the sword of the noble and unparalleled

During the Spring and Autumn Period, on a sunny afternoon, after several years of lying on the salary and tasting courage, Goujian, the king of Yue, finally defeated the Wu Kingdom, woke up after a sweet afternoon, and was in a very comfortable mood. After drinking a pot of good Longjing new tea, Gou Jian sent his subordinates to find someone with great interest. This person is Xue Candle. Xue Zhu was a native of Qin and was traveling in Yue at this time. Although Xue Zhu is young, he has already made a name for himself in the world and is known as the world's first sword master. After a while, Xue Zhu, who was clear-eyed and polite, arrived. After a polite greeting, the guest and the host took their entourage to the wide outdoor terrace. Yue Wang Goujian loves swords, this terrace is as high as several zhang, the momentum is relaxed, the light is abundant, and it is specially used to see the sword and appreciate the sword. After sitting down, Gou Jian glanced at Xue Zhu beside him, thinking that although this young man was young, he had read countless swords, and ordinary swords would definitely be difficult to enter his eyes, so as soon as Gou Jian opened his mouth, he asked his subordinates to take the two swords that he was quite proud of:

Hao Cao and Juque.

Who knows, Xue Zhu looked at it casually, and said casually: "These two swords have shortcomings, the brilliance of Cao Cao is faint, and the texture of Juque is thick, so it can't be regarded as a sword." With that, he was still yawning lazily in the warm sunshine. Gou Jian was quite surprised, he felt very shameless, he thought about it, gritted his teeth, leaned over a personal attendant and commanded a few words, and after a while, the attendant led hundreds of ironclad warriors to escort a sword to the stage. Xue Candle felt amused and asked, "What kind of sword did the king bring with him?" Gou Jian was a little unhappy with Xue Candle's attitude, and he spit out two words angrily: "Chunjun". only heard a "bang", Xue Zhu fell from his seat on his back, the golden hairpin with his hair tied fell to the ground, his long hair fell down, and his face suddenly froze and was sluggish. After a long time, he suddenly woke up, only to see him leap down the steps on tiptoe, come to the sword, bow deeply, and then arrange his clothes with a solemn expression, take the sword from the hand of the waiter, and carefully knock a few times before slowly pulling the sword out of its sheath. I saw a ball of brilliance blooming out like a hibiscus out of the water, graceful and clear, the carving on the hilt of the sword like the stars running out of a deep light, the sword body, the sun is integrated, like clear water overflowing the pond calmly and soothing, and the blade of the sword is like a cliff standing thousands of feet lofty and majestic...... After a long time, Xue Candle asked in a trembling voice, "Is this Chunjun?!" Gou Jian nodded: Yes," he continued proudly: "Someone wants to exchange a thousand horses and three rich towns and two big cities for this sword, do you think it's okay?" Xue Zhu hurriedly said, "You can't change it." Gou Jian frowned contrivedly and asked, "For what?" You have to be reasonable. Xue Zhu said excitedly and loudly: "Because this sword is the only work of heaven and man. In order to cast this sword, the thousand-year-old Chi Jin Mountain broke out of the tin, and the water of the Ruoye River dried up and came out of the copper for thousands of years. When the sword was cast, Lei Gong struck the iron, Yu Niang was drenched in water, Jiaolong held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven loaded charcoal. The sword-casting master Ou Yezi inherited the order of the sky, worked hard and worked with the gods to forge and grind for ten years, and this sword was completed. After the sword is completed, the gods return to the sky, the Chijin Mountain is closed as before, if the waves of the Yejiang River rise, Ou Yezi also dies of exhaustion, this sword has become a swan song, and the horse city is full of ......" Gou Jian nodded frequently with satisfaction: "It makes sense, since it is a priceless treasure, I will treasure it forever." ”

The Eighth Fish Intestine - The Sword of Bravery

When the black iron-like eagle flew towards the main hall, Zhuan Zhu was also walking up to the hall with a plum blossom phoenix fish cooked by himself. The sun hunts in the sky, and the eagle flies as fast as ever. The armor in the main hall is displayed, and the dedication is steadily moving forward. The clouds were stunned by the momentum of the eagle and swam away. Wang Wei was attracted by the fragrance of the vegetables in Zhuanzhu's hands, raised his nose, and owed a debt forward, he only saw the dishes but did not see Zhuanzhu. That dish is called plum blossom anchovy, plum blossom is the cold plum of winter, anchovy is the anchovy that only appears in the scorching heat in Taihu Lake in Taihu Lake, broiling, is to use the branches of the cold plum in the harsh winter to roast the anchovy in the Taihu Lake in midsummer. The eagle had already seen the outline of the main hall, and the sky suddenly darkened. Zhuan Zhu had already come to the front of the king's officials, put the dishes on the table, and the lights in the hall were still on. Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and the eagle has already gathered its wings. Wang Wei swallowed his saliva and looked at the delicious food in front of him. Zhuan is steadily breaking the fish with his hands. With a thunderclap, the eagle struck down into the air of the main hall. Wang Yi suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura shoot out from the belly of the fish, and he was stunned. The fish intestine sword was already out of its sheath (fish belly), it snuggled firmly in the hands of Zhuzhu, and quickly moved forward, two well-trained iron ges crossed in front of it, and the fish intestine sword pierced out of the gap, still rushing forward. There are three layers of sinister armor in front of him. The first layer penetrates, the second layer penetrates, and when it penetrates the third layer, the fish intestine sword finds itself in a broken sword. The sword is broken, but the murderous spirit is not broken. The fish intestine sword still moved forward. When the flying eagle smashed the main hall, the fish intestine sword also advanced into the heart of the king. The Flying Eagle whistled contentedly as he fell. The half-broken fish intestine sword hummed a silent song in the waning heartbeat of the king's bureaucracy. Zhuanzhu, who was knocked down by the rain of blades and swords, used his last strength to smile a lonely smile towards the land under his face. “…… The thorn of the king, the flying eagle strikes the palace ......" (to be continued......