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Li Wenfeng gently pressed his palm on the light curtain, and miraculously, the light curtain did not bounce him away this time, but fluctuated and quickly disappeared.

The voice just now did not sound again, but the stone statue changed, the stone statue's hands originally held the stone sword, but at this moment the sword was released, and only the stone sword was stuck in the ground.

Li Wenfeng climbed the high platform, came to the stone sword, held his hands on the hilt of the sword, and then pulled it out hard, and with a click, the ground suddenly cracked with many cracks.

The stone sword was slowly pulled out by him, and as the stone sword was pulled out, the sword body began to disintegrate, and the fine stones continued to fall off the stone sword.

Then Lin Tian saw a magical scene, after the disintegration of the stone sword, the metal sword body was revealed, and as the disintegration became more and more, the stone sword gradually revealed its full appearance.

With a "buzz", the stone sword suddenly shook, the last bit of stone on the hilt also fell off, and golden light burst out from the sword. When the light dissipated, a brand new sharp sword appeared, and although the blade was smaller than the stone sword, it was still a broad sword.

The blade is sharp, the sword is golden yellow, and the hilt is inlaid with a red gem, this is a two-handed sword.

At the same time as the sword of the king burst into light, Holy Rington seemed to shake, and in the school field where the selection competition was being held, the faces of the five judges changed abruptly, and they looked at the sky, as if they were sensing something.

The five referees looked at each other with a thoughtful look, and then left their seats at the same time, or even from the field. This scene confused everyone, I don't know what happened, the two players on the field looked confused, holding the sword, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know whether to fight, or to get off the field.

Even the teacher who presided over the game didn't know what to do, so he had to interrupt the game, and the referee was gone.

The school field was in a mess, and Li Wenfeng, who was a contestant, was overexcited in the underground temple.

"Hahaha......" Li Wenfeng suddenly laughed, even a little crazy.

He held his sword and shouted loudly: "Finally got the sword of the king, Yuwen family, you are arrogant, right, your Guwu family is arrogant, looking down on our secular family, now, I get the sword of the king, sooner or later it will override your heads! And cousin Manxue, I am no worse than you now, see how long your Xiao family can last!"

With a bang, Li Wenfeng swung his sword out, a golden light appeared on the sword, and the blade of the sword slashed across the stone platform without any collision sound, and a corner of the stone platform was silently cut off.

Li Wenfeng looked at the broken mouth of the stone platform and smiled with satisfaction, but his smile had not yet dispersed, and his pupils suddenly narrowed. Without thinking about it, he suddenly swung his sword and slashed away, and the golden sword appeared again, as if to cut through the space.

The power of the sword is not insignificant, and his speed is not fast, and ordinary ancient warriors will not be able to benefit from his counterattack speed at all. But today he was unlucky and met Lin Tian.

Li Wenfeng slashed the air with a sword, and he didn't even see the shadow of the sneak attacker, to be precise, he couldn't even capture Lin Tian's figure, and he didn't know who was sneak attacking. Then he felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, a sharp pain, and then the world spun around, and the man fainted.

With a "dang" sound, the king's sword fell to the ground, and Lin Tian also showed his figure, it was he who attacked Li Wenfeng just now, and knocked Li Wenfeng out cleanly, with his speed, Li Wenfeng couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

"Those who are destined to get it, those who have the ability can get one?" Lin Tian chuckled, bent down to pick up the king's sword on the ground.

A ball of light suddenly emerged from the king's sword, actually blocking Lin Tian's hand from approaching, Lin Tian frowned slightly, and his five fingers became claws, wanting to forcibly break through the barrier of light.

Unexpectedly, the king's sword shook, suddenly flew out, and was inserted into a Roman pillar of the temple with a "bang".

"It's the same as that guy in the village, I have a trace of autonomy, but I don't know who is more powerful compared to the demon knife village?" Lin Tian said in surprise.

"Who is Demon Sword Muramasa?" a young voice suddenly sounded in the main hall.

Lin Tian was surprised again, this was obviously not said by Li Wenfeng, and it sounded very similar to the voice behind the light curtain just now.

"Are you the Sword of Kings?" Lin Tian asked tentatively.

The voice sounded again: "I don't have a name, I only know that I was in the Sword of Kings as soon as I was born, and you haven't answered my question yet, who is the Demon Sword Village?

It's a little childish to ask, and it sounds like a simple little boy talking.

Lin Tian was very surprised, because this consciousness was too far away from the guy in the Demon Sword Village, the Demon Sword Village was an old fritter, and he was treacherous and cunning, and this one in the Sword of Kings was like a little boy who was not deeply involved in the world.

Lin Tian smiled slightly and said, "Demon Sword Village is also a powerful weapon, and it has the same consciousness as you, but it looks like you are a little more powerful." ”

He didn't lie, although the demon knife was cunning, but he had to rely on others to speak, and in this regard, the demon knife was not as good as the king's sword.

Moreover, it is said that the sword of the king was forged by the great magician and the elf clan together, and the material is much better than the demon sword, and the demon sword village is just an ordinary metal, and it is only because of the sacrifice of the onitsuka clan that it has so much power.

Of course, the elves are just a legend, and it is likely that King Arthur said this in order to increase the prestige of his rule. Just like Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Chinese Han Dynasty, who beheaded a big white snake, he said that he was the son of the Red Emperor and beheaded the son of the White Emperor to increase his authority.

"I know that the demon knife is not as powerful as me, and the name is not good. That innocent voice sounded again.

"I also think, where can the little devil's things sound good?" Lin Tian agreed, another artifact of the island country, the grass pheasant sword, originally from Huaxia, was brought to the island country by a warlock, and was originally called the Tiancong Cloud Sword, which sounded much better than the grass pheasant sword.

"For the sake of you and I being on the same page, I don't hate you that much. Sword Spirit said again.

Lin Tian was a little amused and said, "Why do you hate me?"

"Because you're going to forcibly possess me!" said the Sword Spirit very bluntly.

Damn, can you use it casually by forcibly possessing it?Lin Tian had a black line on his face, but he still said patiently: "Why don't you want to follow me?"

"You're not destined to be a person, why should I follow you? The one who was knocked out by you, he inherited King Arthur's abilities and is the owner of the King's Sword. The little man of the sword spirit said naturally.

"It's not right for you to say that, you are a treasure, a powerful weapon, King Arthur held the sword of the king, reigned over the world, what a spirit, what a glory. And the one on the ground, even I can't beat him, if you follow him, can you regain the glory of the past?" Lin Tianxiao said reasonably, feeling that he was coaxing a child.