"Run!" Seeing the attacking feather sword, Ning Yu didn't say a word, pulled up the cloud coat and stepped back.

It's just that the speed of the feather sword surpassed common sense, it was almost to the extreme, and it flashed almost in the blink of an eye, how could ordinary people escape?

It rushed to the place where several people were before, and changed direction one by one, without looking at Feng Xingtian and the others at all, and directly turned its head and shot straight towards Ning Yu.

"Yun Yi, you go quickly!" The corners of Ning Yu's eyes twitched slightly, and he also knew that this sword was targeting him, and he couldn't involve Yun Yi no matter what.

He snorted lightly, and directly sent Yun Yi out with a soft force, and when he turned around, he found that the feather sword was rapidly attacking his eyebrows!

Shout!

The feather sword tore through the air, like a white flash, and with the eyes of ordinary people, it was impossible to catch its figure, and could only barely see the faint glimmer left by it as it passed.

"Little brother!" Yun Yihua said with a pale, she wanted to rush forward and block this sword with her own body, but unfortunately, with her current cultivation, she couldn't do it at all.

The speed of the feather sword was so fast that even Feng Xingtian was as weak as a child in front of it, and he had no power to fight back at all.

The tip of the sword was snow-white and transparent, constantly expanding in Ning Yu's cyan pupils, and at the moment when the center of his eyebrows was about to be pierced, the feather sword suddenly stopped!

Rumble!

As soon as the feather sword moved, the heavens and the earth were shocked, and the endless wind sword qi swept by, and the walls around the fourth layer were destroyed beyond recognition in an instant.

The turbulent air currents whistled in front of Ning Yu, causing his hair to dance in the air.

After the wind died down, a red blood mark gradually appeared on his face, and in the next second, blood overflowed and slowly flowed down his cheek.

Ning Yu's eyes widened, and he looked dumbly at the Bright White Snow Sword that stopped in front of him, and his heart palpitated.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the fluctuation caused by Yu Jian just now was almost devastating, but it basically avoided him, which allowed him to pick up a small life.

Just when Ning Yu was secretly rejoicing, the feather sword moved again!

But this time, it passed him directly, and flew to Yunyi's side in the blink of an eye, circling around her.

Feng Xingtian and Mu Pengcheng had already been stunned, how could Yu Jian, who had always been cold, feel like he had taken the wrong medicine today?

"Could it be...... Even the feather sword has to recognize the master?" Feng Xingtian said in disbelief.

These two divine swords, how many years have been sealed in the dust, even he, a person from the Feng family, is not very clear, only knows that thousands of years ago, the Feng family has begun to guard these two divine swords, it can be seen that the real time must be ridiculously long, it is unbelievable.

But today, on the same day, both swords actually showed signs of being born, how could he not be shocked?!

Seeing Yu Jian flying, Yun Yi was startled, but she was also relieved when she found that Ning Yu was safe and sound.

Looking at the white long sword constantly surrounding her, Yun Yi also felt a little helpless for a while, how terrifying this sword was, she had seen it with her own eyes before, and at this moment, she was naturally frightened and afraid of it.

Yu Jian hesitated for a long time, and thoroughly looked up and down the cloud clothes for a long time, but he still left, flying high into the air, constantly spinning, and finally fell straight down, upside down in front of Ning Yu!

Zheng!

The tip of the sword sank into the floor without hindrance, its blade so sharp that there wasn't even a trace of extra crack around it.

This is the feather sword, when it is converged, the force is not leaked, it breaks the surface with a point, and when it is released, it sweeps thousands of armies, and all sides are afraid!

This time, Ning Yu was also less than half a foot away from the feather sword, but he didn't feel the dangerous aura like before, nor was he injured by the invisible sword aura.

"Are you alright?" Ning Yu muttered quietly, and then, cautiously, tentatively, he extended his hand to the feather sword again.

This time, from the time he reached out to the time he touched the hilt of the sword, it was all calm and quiet, and there were no accidents.

The snow-white hilt of the sword, I don't know what material it is, the first feeling is that it is as cold as jade, and it feels very good, and it can't be said to be comfortable!

After all, this is a truly shocking supreme divine weapon, the hilt of the sword is so delicate that it fits perfectly with the palm of the hand, and the material is extremely extraordinary, which makes people reluctant to let go after touching it.

It's just that all this made him a little confused for a while, how could the feather sword, which was so unruly and unruly just now, become so well-behaved all of a sudden?

He was just a rough man in the countryside, and he hadn't even seen a human-level magic weapon before, but today he let the two divine swords recognize the master one after another, and he still has an unreal feeling, as if he was in a dream.

"Senior, this?" Ning Yu was already a little stunned, so he had to turn his head to look at the man in blue who was also stunned, and asked out loud.

Anyway, this is a treasure handed down by the ancestor of the Feng family, and if he takes it away like this, he always feels a little unhappy in his heart.

The man in blue looked blank, and after a long time, he finally came to his senses, smiled bitterly and sighed.

"Little friends don't have to care. Feng Xingtian said, "Feng said at the beginning, but whoever can take away the Divine Sword is the owner of the Divine Sword, and the Feng family will definitely not ask again." ”

"It took more than a thousand years for the feathered sword and the heavy sword to finally find Allah. Feng Xingtian said with sincere feelings: "If the ancestor of the Feng family knows about it, he must be very pleased." ”

The descendants of the Feng family, since they began to be sensible, have always remembered the ancestral teachings of the family, and it can be said that they have lived for these two divine swords all their lives.

The same is true for Feng Xingtian, who has always regarded this as the first major event in his life, even if his own breakthrough is compared to it, it is a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

After the long-cherished wish of the ancestor of the Feng family thousands of years ago was fulfilled, the man in blue also felt a sense of loss, as if he had suddenly lost the direction of his life and fell into a deep confusion.

He never dreamed that the two swords would really be born in his generation, and they would still be the same person!

"What did I say before?" Mu Pengcheng said a little excitedly, "I know that Xiaoyou is definitely not an ordinary person, this is good, two divine swords serve one master, Xiaoyou's future is limitless, and it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Yunxi County in the future!"

"Mu Lao, don't put gold on your face anymore. Qiu Rou dismantled the stage unceremoniously, "A few days ago, you told me that there must be no drama." ”

"That's the old man being confused for a while!" Mu Pengcheng couldn't help but blush, and said, "Who would have thought that the two divine swords would really recognize a spirit as the master!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Qiu Rou covered her mouth and chuckled, "You have the most reasons for being old." ”

Ning Yu and Yun Yi were also amused by the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but laugh for a while.

"Have you thought of the name of the sword?" asked Feng Xingtian.

In the Yanbing Pavilion, next to all the weapons on the first to third floors, a wooden sign was placed, on which the price and name of the weapon were clearly marked.

Only the two ancient swords on the fourth layer were empty around them, and they had been sealed in a strange stone for thousands of years, and they had never had a name that was amazing enough to match them.

"That's right!" Mu Pengcheng patted his head, he hadn't noticed this before, and after reacting, he said: "Since the two divine weapons already have owners, naturally they can't be called feather swords and heavy swords like before, it's time to give them a real name." ”

"Little brother, think about it. Qiu Rou also opened her mouth to propose.

Ning Yu lowered his head and groaned, before, he really hadn't thought about it, after all, he didn't expect that these two ancient swords would really take a fancy to him......

Whether they are old and confused, or they are blind, since they have already recognized him as the master, he should indeed be responsible for choosing a loud enough name for these two swords.

Ning Yu sat cross-legged, looking like he had a headache, and after thinking about it for a long, long time, he slowly stood up, with a smile on his face.

"Little brother, have you thought about it?" Yun Yi wondered.

"Hmm. Ning Yu nodded.

"The clouds will disperse, and the flying flowers will return to the ...... like snow" He raised his long white sword and said slowly: "Just call you the white bird!"

When the words fell, everyone seemed to see the side of the feather sword flickering faintly, like a snowbird flapping its wings, which shocked everyone's hearts.

Then, Ning Yu looked at the pitch-black heavy sword hanging from his other hand, and his face was a little troubled.

The shocking vulgarity of the feather sword, everyone can say that it is obvious to all, and it is not difficult to give it a stunning name, but the real difficulty is this heavy sword.

The pitch-black heavy sword is not good-looking, except for the appearance of looking a little stupid, it is mediocre, and it can be said that it is 108,000 miles away from the white feather sword.

However, since it can be placed here, then there is no doubt that it must also be a peerless divine weapon that can compete with Yu Jian.

It is necessary to be restrained and not lose the atmosphere, which really makes Ning Yu feel a little headache.

"The wind identifies Yan Yuan, and the heavenly machine hides clumsy. He muttered to himself, hesitated for a while, and then looked at Chongjian and said, "Although you don't look like you show your horns on the outside, you are actually very skillful, restrained, and have the courage to devour heaven and earth...... Let's call you a black glutton!"

When he first grasped the hilt of his sword, he felt like a sleeping murderer, and once he woke up, even the whole world would be devoured by it!

That's why Ning Yu gave it such a name.

"White birds, black birds?"

"Good, good, good!" Feng Xingtian couldn't help but light up his eyes, and said three good words in a row!