Soon, the crowd passed through the apse and came to the side hall on the right.

As soon as he entered, Feng Fan felt a fierce aura coming, like a sharp sword out of its sheath! When I looked up, I saw that there were countless long swords in this matching hall!

"This ...... How many swords are there? ”

"Three thousand handles." Su Lin said indifferently.

"Ah, how do you know?" Guo Wei couldn't help but ask.

"Guess. The three thousand Yue Jia broke the Wu army, so I guess all the soldiers' swords were here at that time, and the swords cast by Ou Yezi himself, each one, was the best product. ”

"One, two, three......"

After listening to Su Lin's words, Guo Wei really went to count the goods, but after counting dozens of them, he was already dizzy, and the cold light emitted by the dazzling swords made his eyes white and swaying.

"Don't count, there are so many swords, maybe there are really three thousand."

Su Lin walked forward, and at the very front, there was a huge platform, on which were placed more than a dozen sword tables, and on each sword platform was a long sword with a cold light, these swords were much better than the three thousand swords in front of them in terms of workmanship and materials. And in the middle of the platform, there was a huge ancient sword quietly inserted into the ground!

This sword is much thicker than ordinary swords, the whole body is red, about three feet long, about five inches wide, just standing in the distance, I feel a surge of killing intent in the - one-book-read-small-say-roll!

"It is worthy of being one of the eight famous swords cast by Ou Yezi, and it is really a great soldier!"

Su Lin pushed his glasses and muttered to himself.

"Eight famous swords?" Feng Fanqi said.

According to legend, Ou Yezi spent his life casting eight famous swords: Zhanlu, Juque, Shengxie, Yugu, Chunjun, Longyuan, Tai'a, and Gongbu. These eight swords are all the gods of the world, although Juque is known as the supreme sword, but it only shows that this sword is very powerful, and the other seven swords cast by Ou Yezi are all better, among which Zhan Lu should be the first of the eight swords! However, it is a pity that these swords are either lost or damaged, and the only one that remains intact is this giant que. ”

"So hanging!"

Hearing Su Lin say this, Feng Fan immediately felt that this Ou Yezi was a bit of a bull, he could forge eight famous swords, and each of them was no worse than the giant sword in front of him.

"Uncle, come on! The sword will be handed over to you. ”

"Huh!? I? ”

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise, originally they came here to find this divine weapon, but he never thought that this sword would be handed over to him.

Su Lin nodded and spoke slowly.

"No surprise, this giant ancient sword is rumored to be made of fragments of meteorites outside the sky, and its weight is very heavy, and it is not something that ordinary people can hold. Among the six of us, Ling Tian is a killer, he can't use this giant sword, and this giant sword is useless to me, Xiao Na and Guo Wei are not melee personnel, and the only person who can hold this sword is Feng Fan. Feng Fan's evolution direction is unknown, he is not suitable for holding this giant sword, and besides, he also has a weapon. Therefore, this sword is completely tailor-made for you, and if you swing this giant sword with your strengthened strength, there is a lot of momentum that you can't open! ”

Feng Fan, who has always said with inflammatory words, is a little tempted, not to mention Qin Lang, he is simply excited.

"Hey, another young man who was bewitched by Su Lin."

Guo Wei covered his face and sighed on the side, with a sad expression.

Then, Qin Lang stepped forward in a few steps, stood on the platform, and then stretched out his hands violently and grasped Juque's sword hilt. The moment his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the giant sword with a red body suddenly trembled.

"Huh? What happened? Feng Fan looked at the trembling giant sword with a curious expression.

"Legend has it that the swords forged by some swordsmiths possess spirituality, and if you want to use a sword, you must be approved by the sword spirit."

"What? Is there such a thing? ”

Saying that, Feng Fan looked at the sword in his hand, he had never felt the existence of any spirit since he used this sword.

"Don't look at it, not all swords have spirits, and swords that can have spirits are very rare. Otherwise, Ou Yezi has forged countless swords in his life, and there will not be only eight famous swords. ”

The giant sword on the stage was still trembling, and Qin Lang had gradually entered the state of the potential chain, but he felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be resisting him, making it difficult for him to pull it out of the platform.

"Juque is the Giant Sword Venerable, and if you want to be recognized by it, you must at least have extraordinary strength."

The giant sword in Qin Langhe's hand seemed to be in a state of stalemate, with his current strength, how could it be more than a thousand catties? But it was still difficult to pull out the giant que that was stuck in the ground.

"Ahh Give it to me! ”

As Qin Lang shouted, his arms became thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, green tendons appeared on his arms, looking a little hideous.

The huge power exploded in an instant, and the giant sword inserted in the ground was actually pulled out by Qin Lang little by little at a slow speed!

Juque continued to rise, but the trembling was getting more and more powerful, Qin Lang felt that the sword in his hand was sinking more and more!

"Don't go."

Su Lin stopped Feng Fan, who wanted to go up to help, and shook his head at him.

"There is only one master of a sword, if you go up to help him, I'm afraid Juque will not approve of him."

Hearing Su Lin's words, Feng Fan took back his steps, and had to quietly watch the development of the situation.

His arms were a little sore, and Qin Lang had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't let go, and once he let go, then this sword would no longer recognize him.

"Hold on!"

Shouting at himself in his heart, Qin Lang held his breath, sank his body, and his whole body was constantly exerting force! Clutching the heavier and heavier giant que.

Time passed little by little, Qin Lang didn't know how long it was, he felt that his arms were no longer conscious, but there was an obsession in his heart that kept echoing, telling him not to give up.

"Your partner has given so much to find this sword, how can you give up! How can you give up! ”

The strength was draining, and after holding on for so long, Qin Lang already felt that he was about to lose his grip on this giant sword. Just when his consciousness was a little shaky, suddenly he felt that the sword in his hand no longer trembled, the heaviness gradually disappeared, and the sword in his hand became lighter and lighter!

"Drink!"

Overjoyed, Qin Lang used his last strength to pull Juque out of the ground violently!

The sword left the ground and was tightly held in Qin Lang's hand. Although it was still very heavy, Qin Lang couldn't lift the sword without using both hands, but he felt a kind feeling coming from the sword, as if it belonged to a part of his body.

"Uncle, that's good!"

Feng Fan walked up and patted Qin Lang's shoulder, with a smile on his face. Anyway, after working for so long, it can be regarded as a harvest.