The Sage Feng Tianming hid his face and wept, "The Sage has his own way. And I actually chose to go along with the witch palace that is causing trouble to the world. ”

"I am a saint in vain!"

He shouted with his arms outstretched.

Bang!

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and thunder was loud.

Su Ming walked slowly towards Feng Tianming, not feeling the slightest breath of life, not even the power of the soul existed.

The Sage, Feng Tianming.

It's singing, crying, and sad.

As a generation of saints, he finally ended up like this.

Su Ming clenched his fist and pushed it out, and a big crater exploded on the ground. With a flick of his arm, he swept Feng Tianming's body into the pit and filled it with dirt.

Before I knew it, it was filling in with a drizzling rain.

The death of a saint is a great loss to the human race.

The glory of the past is difficult to reappear.

Su Ming stretched out his hand and pulled the guardian giant beast over, and the guardian giant beast lay on the ground and whimpered.

"From now on, you will be here to protect the Saint's rest."

The guardian behemoth nodded its head.

Su Ming found a boulder, made a tombstone for the sage, and wrote the sword saint Feng Tianming.

"I am invincible in the world, and I want to draw my sword to the sky."

These two sentences are engraved on the tombstone, showing the life of Tianming.

Su Ming clasped his fists with both hands and shook at Feng Tianming's tombstone, "Seniors, juniors say goodbye." ”

After speaking, Su Ming turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, Su Ming suddenly remembered that Cui Changfeng's broken sword was still left here. He bent his hand and grabbed it, and the broken sword roared and fell into his hand.

With Su Ming's departure, calm returned here.

Only Feng Tianming's mount accompanied him and guarded him......

It didn't take long for Su Ming to appear in a densely populated place. He wandered around, looking for Cui Changfeng's figure, intending to return the broken sword to him.

The broken sword is the basis for Cui Changfeng to exert his peak combat power, and without the broken sword, it is like a bird with broken wings.

Daozi, who can't exert his peak combat power, is not worthy of being his opponent Su Ming.

Finally, Cui Changfeng was found in a barren place.

Cui Changfeng and Yue Changqing were seriously injured in the main hall, and after such a while, Su Ming admired the alchemy of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Dao Palace.

Su Ming took out the broken sword and threw it out, Cui Changfeng felt the familiar sword aura, turned around and reached out to grab the broken sword.

He looked down at the broken sword and looked around vigilantly, but he didn't see the person who sent the sword.

Yue Changqing said: "Senior brother, it must be the one who helped you snatch the sword back." ”

"Senior brother, who do you think he will be?"

Cui Changfeng asked.

Yue Changqing shook his head and smiled bitterly, "In the vast world, who can see through a few points." In the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, many unknown casual cultivators are very strong, maybe this person is a certain casual cultivator. ”

Cui Changfeng frowned, and he didn't believe it.

Yue Changqing didn't pay attention to so much, and set his eyes on the barren land in front of him.

"Senior brother, this place is called the Sword Shrine, I think it is the place where the sage buried his sword."

Yue Changqing said abruptly.

"Maybe."

"Senior brother, the Sage's sword must contain infinite power, perhaps beyond the existence of an artifact. If the senior brother can get it, his combat effectiveness will inevitably rise to a higher level. ”

Yue Changqing said with a big grin: "Senior brother is still thinking about the defeat in the hands of the Sage? Senior brother, it's not the junior brother who said you, Feng Tianming is a sage, a powerhouse who has been famous for a long time, the legendary sword saint, what is there to be sad about being defeated in his hands. ”

"Senior brother, I think it's glorious to lose at his hands."

The corners of Cui Changfeng's mouth twitched violently, and he was very speechless.

"Sword Shrine open!"

Suddenly, a very majestic voice rang out. Immediately afterward, a sword intent soared into the sky, domineering.

All the sword cultivators' swords were unsheathed and landed on the wasteland, making a buzzing sound, as if they were greeting the emperor of the sword......

Fear!

Fear!

Fear!

The sound of breaking wind rang out, and I could only see rays of light shooting out from the cracks that had opened. The light cluster was wrapped in a piece of divine weapons.

In addition to long swords, there are also weapons such as war halberds and long knives.

And the lowest level is a third-grade artifact.

The variety of artifacts dazzled everyone.

"Artifacts, they're all artifacts." Let's do it

Someone screamed in excitement.

"The lowest level is the upper three grades, and this, this is the biggest treasure of the Sage's monuments."

"Grab it."

The people outside the sword mound showed their magical powers and flew towards the light cluster floating in mid-air.

"Haha, I got it."

One person hugged a ball of light and laughed excitedly.

"Hand it over."

Before he could get hot, someone had already rushed up to snatch it.

The scene was chaotic.

"Just a few artifacts make a mess of them, it's really a group of people who have never seen the world."

Yue Changqing shook his head speechlessly.

Cui Changfeng said: "Senior brother, you can't say that. Among the many spell families in the world, there are not many who can have a third-grade artifact, and it is not uncommon for these people to have never seen it. ”

"I hate them the way they look like they've never seen the world."

Yue Changqing pouted.

Cui Changfeng shrugged helplessly.

Because of the appearance of the artifact, the scene is out of control. More and more people are getting involved, completely forgetting that they are cultivators, and the way they fight is clearly the tricks of street gangsters......

As for those who didn't do it, they knew it all too well in their hearts.

The artifact that appears is just an appetizer, and the one that appears later is the main dish.

Judging from the appearance of these artifacts, it can be judged that even if the weapon used by the Sage is not a half-step imperial weapon, it must be the top existence among the top five grade artifacts.

The appearance of this treasure is bound to set off a dragon fight again.

As time passed, all the light clusters in the sky that wrapped the artifact fell into the hands of cultivators.

The mess is finally over.

A few people got the artifact and left quietly, for fear of being attacked and robbed by others.

The rest of the people were calm and waiting.

Buzzing!

In the sword mound, the long sword screamed.

A silky sword aura lingered, and gradually, a long sword with a pitch-black body flew out of the sword mound, hovering in mid-air, releasing extremely strong power.

The sword is in the sky!

This long sword is like the emperor of the sword, and all the swords inserted in the wasteland are bowed.

This pitch-black long sword is the sword of the Sword Saint Feng Tianming.

Sure enough, it is an existence beyond the artifact, although it is not a real imperial weapon, but it has also reached the point of a half-step imperial weapon.

Rumble!

Violent sword qi erupted from the long sword, forcing everyone back more than ten meters.

The long sword soared into the sky, and then landed, cutting out a ravine hundreds of meters deep......

The sword qi surged wildly like a tidal wave, and there were only a handful of people who could stand alone in the sword qi.

Most of the people were injured by the sword qi, covered with dense scars. In an instant, the place was full of mourning.

"I want to break the sky and cut down the evil gods in the sky!"

The long sword throbbed, and a domineering word sounded in everyone's ears, deafening......

Long Sword Psychic!

Xi Feng in the crowd was amazed, "I'm afraid this sword is second only to the Seven Star Longquan Sword of the Maoshan Dao Sect, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword of the Xuanyuan Clan, and the Demon Punishment Sword of the Northern Ma Clan, and in addition, it is difficult to find a divine sword stronger than it." ”

Phoenix agreed with Xi Feng's words very much, and she said: "Half-step imperial weapons are rare, let alone a divine sword that dominates the world. ”

Xi Feng said helplessly: "It's a pity that I don't practice swordsmanship, otherwise I will have to fight." ”