Along the way, the Tibetan Sword Man was very curious about the story told by Qin Fake Immortal, and in order to pass the time, Qin Fake Immortal told the Tibetan Sword Man about the past.

"That's really a tragic past! In order to fight against the Taixue Master who inherited the power of the god of death, a generation of gods and gods, the Heavenly Desolate God, held an unparalleled Heavenly Sword Competition, and selected a new generation of Heavenly Sword users, it was really a collision of the way of the sword!" Qin Fake Immortal's emotions were obviously high when he talked about the Heavenly Sword Competition, and the exclamation in his tone showed that the Heavenly Sword in his mouth must be wonderful.

And it was a pity that the sword collector only listened to Qin Fake Immortal, and he missed such a competition, which had to be said to be a pity for the swordsman.

"Alright, there's my dead brother's Thousand Evil Caves ahead, but we'll need to find a boat to get to the island. Qin Fake Immortal took the Tibetan Sword Man and the Bound Pants to a riverside, looking at the rolling river and looking around.

"How can there be a boat in such a remote place!" the trouser began to dismantle the platform as he looked at the endless water and the deserted bushes.

"I'll beat ......" Qin Fake Immortal came to the side of the corset pants and slapped the back of the head of the corset, gritting his teeth and said: "Of course I know that this place is barren, otherwise my treasures would have been stolen by someone, I mean you go and build a bamboo raft." ”

"Ahh

"Don't bother, Qin Fake Immortal, you will guide the direction, let's go!" The Tibetan Sword Man looked at these two people playing with a helpless sound, and a sword light from the hidden sword box behind him burst out of the box, under the control of the Tibetan Sword Man, the sword light suddenly rose, and the Tibetan Sword Man grabbed the shoulders of Qin Fake Immortal and the corset pants one by one and jumped on the sword light, Zhenyuan urged, and the long sword galloped away.

"Uncle Qin, I see that you will also buy a flying sword next time to hurry!"

"Hmph! If it weren't for Lao Qin's self-abolition of his martial arts, how could he have the opportunity to be arrogant now!" Qin Fake Immortal gradually revealed his original personality after getting acquainted with the Tibetan Sword Man, and began to talk big after listening to the words of the trousers.

The Tibetan Sword Man heard what he said outrageously, and Zhenyuan no longer maintained the flying sword light, and the three of them quickly fell downward.

"Oh my god......"

Qin Fake Immortal exclaimed in surprise and trembled with the thighs of the Tibetan Sword Man, and when the Tibetan Sword Man saw this gathering of Sword Yuan and his feet, the sword light skyrocketed, and the speed was suddenly as fast as a meteor, and Qin Fake Immortal's hands tightly hugged the thighs of the Tibetan Sword Man and did not dare to relax.

"Qin Fake Immortal, if you don't let go, I'm going to speed up! Hurry up and open your eyes to see if the dusty place in front of you is not the Thousand Evil Cave. Seeing that Qin Fake Immortal was so unbearable, the Hidden Sword Man didn't have the heart to tease, he just made a joke with the other party, and now he saw a small island looming above the water in front of him, and there were even more obsessed evil clouds on the island, and the Hidden Sword Man guessed that it should be the island where the Thousand Evil Caves were located.

"Yes, there is a Thousand Evil Caves on the Dead Island ahead. Qin Fake Immortal relieved himself and replied.

The Tibetan Sword Man controlled the sword light to fall towards the island, which was a small island, but the water around the island was muddy and lifeless, and there was no trace of any living creatures on the island.

Qin Fake Immortal led the way to the outside of the Thousand Evil Caves, turned to the trousers and the hidden sword, and said, "You two just wait outside! ”

"It's not that you haven't been in, Uncle Qin, are you afraid that we will take your treasure?"

"Just talk too much, shut it up for me!" Qin Fake Immortal reprimanded fiercely, and then looked at the Hidden Sword Man.

Since the Tibetan Sword Man came to the island, he knew that he was right to look for Qin Fake Immortal, because the Hidden Feng behind him had already made a buzzing sound, and the Tibetan Sword Man knew that it was a trembling of joy.

And Qin Fake Immortal's words, the sword collector naturally had no problem, nodded and let Qin Fake Immortal go to the cave to get the sword by himself.

After a while, the kung fu Qin fake immortal came out with a bunch of swords, yes, it was a bunch, and the muscles in the corners of the eyes of the sword collector couldn't help but beat when they saw this scene, how many swordsman's weapons did this Qin fake immortal pick up!

It's just that when the sword collector swung the true yuan and sucked the sword into the air, the sword collector couldn't help frowning, although there were many swords, but there were not many of them that seemed to be divine weapons.

"Qin Fake Immortal, you won't tell me that you're here are these!" The Tibetan sword man held a red bronze sword in his hand, the sword body was like fire, but it was slightly rough, and the green flame-shaped gauntlet was there.

"Ah, aren't these enough? You must know that what you have in your hand is a sword and a thousand lives of the wind!" Qin Fake Immortal was taken aback, he didn't expect that the sword collector was quite knowledgeable, and he originally wanted to keep some bottom.

"Hmph, of course not, you wait for me to get it to you again!" Qin Fake Immortal was stared at by the hidden sword man's gaze, and he felt uncomfortable, so he had to reflexively and go back to the Thousand Evil Cave.

"Whew, this time the sword is enough for you to choose, right?" Qin Fake Immortal was even more ruthless this time, and directly pulled out a large wooden box and put it in front of the sword collector.

"Well, that's good!" the Tibetan Sword Man opened the box and looked at it and nodded with satisfaction, although there were many rusty broken swords like scrap copper and rotten iron in the box, but the Tibetan Sword Man could feel Zang Feng's desire for these swords.

"Of course, you must know that these swords, these swords are all divine weapons that Ye Xiaochai once used, and I took great pains to collect them!" Qin Fake Immortal wiped his nose and said proudly.

"Then you're welcome. The sword-hiding man swept his sleeves away, and the broken sword scrap metal in the wooden box flew up.

"Close!" As soon as he closed it, the hidden sword box behind the hidden sword man suddenly emitted a colorful glow, and the glow penetrated the evil clouds in one fell swoop, and then turned around, and an irresistible suction absorbed all kinds of swords in front of him.

Qin Fake Immortal looked at this scene in surprise, his mouth opened wide, but just when he was surprised, he suddenly heard a heaven-shaking dragon roar, but saw a sword light galloping out from the Thousand Evil Cave, it was a divine weapon with a handle glowing with various colors of sword light.

"And!" The eyes of the Tibetan Sword Man lit up, and the Tibetan Feng behind him directly broke away from the Tibetan Sword Man and rose into the air.

A shocking coercion enveloped the whole island, like an emperor who ruled the sword weapon, and ten thousand swords came to the heart.

Qin Fake Immortal and Bound Pants were directly pressed to the ground by coercion, while the Hidden Sword Man looked at Zang Feng in surprise, he didn't expect Zang Feng to have such a side.

The coercion came and disappeared quickly, and Zang Feng returned to the back of the Tibetan Sword Man.

Qin Fake Immortal and Bound Pants got up slowly, but they were crying in their hearts, they lost to death, they lost a lot.

"It seems that it's really gone, okay, let's go!" The Tibetan Sword Man nodded with satisfaction, there will be a process after Zang Feng collects the ten thousand swords, and then he will feed back a few bodies.

"Alas, let's go, I didn't expect my Lao Qin to have such a generous day. Qin Fake Immortal began to comfort himself.

"But if you want to talk about divine soldiers, I actually have small roles here, in addition to the six-baht heavenly sword, there is also a powerful one, called the Wheel of Years!"

"Where is the wheel of time?"