On the edge of the outer edge of the Sword Peak, there were four young men with extraordinary bearing standing at this moment. These four people are all famous and arrogant lords outside, but when they come here, each of them maintains the most humble posture.

In the outside world, they are all high-ranking and powerful people, the proud sons of heaven who are envied by everyone, and the nobles of the emperor and grandson. But they all know very well in their hearts that their so-called status. Talent, in the eyes of the group of people in front of them, is really nothing!

"This time, the four of you are here, and there is only one purpose, that is, to enter this sword blade and find a woman. Remember, bring the woman back at all costs. ”

One of the old men, full of majesty, spoke. He didn't ask the opinions of Zhao Xi and the others, and directly opened his mouth to order.

Before Zhao Xi and the others could react, the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe suddenly spoke: "Just use your means, as long as anyone can bring that girl out, under certain conditions, I can promise you a condition for the people here." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the four couldn't help but flash with a light.

The second prince Zhao Xi had no sadness or joy on his face, and after hearing the middle-aged man's words, his body trembled slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. Then he kept staring at the Sword Peak, which was only a line away from him.

Bloody Fang, dressed in a scarlet trembling robe, licked his lips, and a murderous intent permeated him.

Although this killing intent is not worth mentioning in the eyes of middle-aged people and others, it can be placed at the first-class level among peers.

Bloodtooth licked his scarlet lips, he was good at killing people, saving people, what a joke.

The surging fighting spirit on Li Haofan's body is enough to explain his attitude.

As for Murong Xue, except for Zhao Xi, she should be the calmest. Although anyone can imagine how tempting a middle-aged person's condition is, she also knows very well who has the most hope of getting this condition, maybe Zhao Xi, maybe Li Haofan, but it will definitely not be her Murong Xue.

The people of Canglang Sword Academy called the four of them together, thinking that they were the four great masters of Canglang Sword Academy. This is not wrong, they are also the four most talented people in the Canglang Sword Academy, of course, this is on the premise of ignoring the real demons hidden in the Canglang Sword Academy.

However, there is also a gap between the heroes. Murong Xue didn't know whether it was the unfathomable Zhao Xiqiang or the domineering Li Haofan, the bloody teeth of murder were better, but she had a very small chance of winning against these three people.

The middle-aged man glanced at the four of them expressionlessly, and even Zhao Xi, the most noble of the four, failed to make his gaze stay for even a second, and then he waved his hand, signaling that Zhao Xi and the others could go in.

Without half a minute of hesitation, Zhao Xi, Li Haofan, Blood Fang, and Murong Xue poured into the prohibition like moths to a flame.

In fact, when they get here, they don't have a chance to choose at all. Regardless of the conditions of the middle-aged man, they must go in.

Now that they can get a condition from that middle-aged man, it is already a very good treatment for them.

There was a visible ripple on the forbidden exterior, and then slowly vanished, returning to its former calm. Zhao Xi and the others were like a stone thrown into the sea, without the slightest ripple.

The middle-aged man and the rest of the people did not leave, they all stood still and waited.

With the strength of Zhao Xi and the others, if they don't come out for more than three days, then it can be concluded that this mission has failed.

Although everyone present did not enter, with their cultivation, it was not difficult to sense the concentration of dead qi inside. The concentration of this dead qi is more than twice as strong as before.

With the ability of Zhao Xi and others, surviving three days is already the most optimistic estimate.

......

Shen Ao didn't know anything about this outside matter, and even if he did, he didn't have the slightest way to change the situation now.

At this moment, Shen Ao was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, and there was no blood. Drops of sweat the size of beans continued to drip from his forehead, falling on the dead ground and reverberating.

Shen Ao's left hand held the scabbard of the Silent Sword, and his right hand kept bleeding. If you look closely, you can see that the blood left by Shen Ao's right hand has turned black, and that is because his blood has been infected with a thick death qi.

"What kind of sword is this, and I can't even pull it out of its sheath?"

That's right, after a moment of hesitation, Shen Ao finally chose to hold the Silent Sword that was not far from him.

He is a swordsman, but also a swordsman. After seeing the earth-shattering sword of that hazy figure, it was impossible for him to resist the temptation of that sword move.

Therefore, he moved, and he grasped the hilt of the Sword of Silence.

What happened next was unexpected for Shen Ao. He tried his best, even at the cost of hurting himself, but he couldn't unsheath this magic sword for half a minute.

"After all, this is the sword that the man left behind. ”

Shen Ao looked at the long sword in his hand, and his tone was full of unwillingness. Although he guessed that this sword was left behind by the figure of the mighty world he had seen, and even though he knew that the difference in strength between him and that figure was like a cloud of mud, he was still unwilling.

Even if the Silent Sword is unsheathed, it has peerless power. But Shen Ao doesn't think so, he doesn't mention the power of the Silent Sword after the sheath, as a swordsman, a pure sword cultivator, but he can't even pull out a sword, what kind of sword cultivation is this!

"I don't care who your master was before, and I don't care what his previous cultivation was, but today you are in the hands of my Shen Ao, then you will surrender to me!

Shen Ao's right hand once again held the hilt of the Silent Sword, at this moment, Shen Ao's eyes revealed an unprecedented madness, he ignored his already blood-soaked palm, and raised his whole body cultivation to the extreme, at this moment, Shen Ao not only burned his own cultivation, but even his own life.

If you don't go crazy, you won't become a Buddha!

Shen Ao's whole energy and soul at the moment were injected into it. At this moment, his goal is only two words: draw the sword!

After Shen Ao consumed all his cultivation and all his mind, the sword body of the Silent Sword that had not moved for thousands of years was finally slowly pulled out by Shen Ao.

The sword is half-unsheathed!

The dark sword body glowed with a terrifying glow, as if it was a devil from hell, and people were deeply immersed in it.

The moment Shen Ao pulled out the Silent Sword, the endless dead qi of the Sword Peak surged towards the Silent Sword, which was already half-unsheathed.

The Silent Sword frantically absorbed the dead air, and the ghostly light on the sword body became deeper and more charming.

Shen Ao felt as if the Silent Sword in his hand had come to life, and he could even feel the heartbeat of the sword.

"Hell, what's going on with this magic sword?"

When Shen Ao saw this kind of change, he wanted to sheath the Silent Sword in his hand. However, a huge force came from the Silent Sword, breaking free from Shen Ao's control and floating into the air.

At the same time, a loud sword groan resounded through the sky. The crisp sound of the sword groan resounded through the prohibition of the Canglang Sword Academy, through the entire Great Zhao, and through the endless time and space.

After endless years, the silence is out of the sheath again!