Thinking of this, Chen Han's heart moved, Chen Han had a little idea about the natal sword at the beginning.

The general outline of this Sword Sect does record the materials and various refining techniques of the flying sword refined by the three thousand disciples of the Sword Sect.

Some of them were special and eye-opening for Chen Han.

For example, the Sword Sect is said to be a super powerhouse who has reached the third layer of Daluo before.

The Blue Water Cloud Sky Sword that he had practiced made Chen Han simply unimaginable, because this Clear Water Cloud Sky Sword was a sword, but when he didn't usually fight, it was just a handful of spring water.

But when it came time to fight, the Sword Sect's powerhouse's own water cloud law and his own sword qi would condense into a sword embryo, and then that handful of spring water would directly enter this sword embryo to complete the finishing touch. Not only sharp and abnormal, but also with the owner's mind with the change of mind, soft to overcome rigid, can disperse and condense, the end is a myriad of changes, wonderful.

This is just one of them, when these Sword Sect disciples forge swords, in addition to some unimaginable materials, they will also inject their own sword rules into it. And this Da Luo-level powerhouse of the Blue Water Cloud Sky Sword is to integrate the Yunshui Law that he has comprehended into it.

And this change is also scattered in the sword, so that it complements its own means, and the combat power is more than doubled.

Thinking of this, Chen Han could only sigh, his own kendo was covered with dust, not to mention forging swords, materials and so on, his own kendo was integrated into the sword, which was something that Chen Han couldn't even think of.

If you want to truly forge your own natal sword, I'm afraid it will be a long, long time later.

Seeing that Chen Han's expression was a little erratic, Yang Tai was stunned for a moment and said, "Could it be that Chen Daoyou doesn't look down on this sword cultivator?" ”

Chen Han came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Daoist friends don't know, because of some special circumstances, the flying sword under it is damaged, and there is no time to re-smelt one for the time being. So this sword cultivation shouldn't be of much use to me for the time being. ”

Yang Tai was stunned again, and a trace of strangeness flashed from his eyes, which was well hidden. Although he is not a sword cultivator, he can also be regarded as understanding some of the normal state of sword cultivation, generally speaking, a sword cultivator's natal flying sword is damaged, even if he does not die directly, his vitality will be greatly damaged, and the regression of cultivation is light, and if it is serious, it is very likely that his cultivation will be completely destroyed.

But the person in front of him, not to mention that his vitality was greatly injured, there was nothing wrong with his complexion, not to mention, from the point of view just now, he exhaled like a sword and a dragon, and he was at his peak at all. Could it be that I guessed wrong just now? Isn't this person in front of him a sword cultivator?

Thinking about it, naturally the business can't be done, Yang Tai's kindness just now reined in, and he regained his previous cold and arrogant look and said: "Since this is the case, then I will leave now." ”

Chen Han didn't care, he still smiled and nodded, closed his eyes again, and between exhaling and inhaling, there were white spiritual qi swallowing out.

Yang Tai glanced back, and secretly cursed in his heart, 'pretending' his body moved, and returned to the peak where he was before. didn't stay long, and returned to his cave.

Fluctuations floated from Chen Han's body, and Chen Han didn't care much about what had just happened.

After a while, Chen Han opened his eyes with a slight frown, and looked at the mountain peak on the side, which was the one that Yang Tai had just had.

'Whoosh'

With a whistling sound, a powerful wave came from a distance, hitting the mountain peak accurately.

The wind was followed by a loud roar.

A beam of light condensed by Yuan Qi accurately struck the formation barrier of the Cave Mansion.

The air wave spreads from the center to the outside of the circle in a diffuse manner. The blowing caused the plants on the ground to fly.

Chen Han sat still, his white clothes fluttered, and the sound of hunting was heard.

The next moment, a green hung crossed and stopped in front of the mountain peak cave mansion.

The momentum of this attack was not small, not only Chen Han, but also the cultivators in the vicinity of the entire mountain range obviously felt it.

One by one, the formations were opened, and many monks reached out to see what was going on.

Qinghong stopped in front of the peak, a figure in green clothes stopped in the sky, this is an extremely strong man, roughly estimated to be more than two meters high, the most striking thing is the messy black and red long hair, extremely conspicuous two horns.

"That little child surnamed Yang, a certain family is here, and he hasn't come out to give the head yet." A roar like thunder came, like a drum in the sky.

The veil didn't move, and the tightly locked fog didn't change at all as if it hadn't been heard.

The horned man didn't continue to say cruel words, his hand flashed, and a black long handle appeared in his hand, without any fancy lines on the whole body, the magic weapons of the demon monks are generally like this, they value power more, and they don't care about some beautiful things at all.

At the end was a black sledgehammer the size of a millstone, and there was nothing fancy about it, as if it were just a black round iron ball.

The man didn't say a word of nonsense, picked up the black sledgehammer in his hand, and smashed it directly on the formation protection of this cave.

The scattered vitality was dancing wildly, and Chen Han felt the power of this hammer, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

The man in front of him was actually a triple powerhouse of the Taiyi Realm, and the blow just now was obviously not something that an ordinary Taiyi Realm triple cultivator could unleash.

Shocked in his heart, Chen Han didn't have any panic on his face, and still stood there to see what the arrogant Yang Tai had just now done in the face of this fierce god.

He had no fear, but some of the monks around him who also came out to watch the excitement suddenly changed their faces when they sensed this breath, and their hearts were a little bitter, and some monks retreated directly to their caves. Even some of those who cultivated even lower went directly to Yuquan Mountain, wanting to find the person in charge of this Yuquan Mountain and ask what was going on.

Qingyu City is strictly forbidden, and anyone who fights privately in the city, no matter who is right or wrong, will take it first.

But the bull demon in front of him was completely fearless, and he actually went directly to Yuquan Mountain. This is something that rarely happens.

With that hammer down, the maze of the cave was directly shattered, and not only that, but even under that small peak, a large area of cracked and broken stone was exposed.

The power of this hammer can be imagined.

Yang Tai's face was extremely gloomy, but at this point, it was obviously not a problem that he couldn't come up with.

The black figure was like a streamer, and I saw a black feather fan appear in his hand, and the vitality in his hand surged, and with a slight wave of the fan, a whirlwind accompanied by black clouds rushed towards the man.

(End of chapter)