Chapter 39: The Dance of a Hundred Swords

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All kinds of swords were inserted into the graves, and Su Qi roughly counted them, no less than a hundred. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

These swords, all of them are bronze swords, not a single iron sword, which shows that they were all cast in the previous era. The craftsmanship, size, shape, and color of these swords are different, and the whole tomb is like an ancient sword exhibition hall, which is dazzling to see.

Although some of the blades are buried in the earth, the structure of these swords can still be roughly distinguished by the exposed parts of the ground.

Among the more than 100 swords, there are daggers that are only five or six inches long and have a dangerous narrow and sharp blade; there are ordinary long swords with a sword length of three feet and are decent; there are thin swords as narrow as willow leaves and as thin as long nails; there are wide and plain short swords that are as broad as a short sword for knights; there are soft swords that are as soft as a brocade and are elusive; there are heavy swords that are heavy and powerful and can be easily conquered by thousands of troops; there are arc-shaped Wu hooks with a sword that is two feet long and extremely sharp; there are noble ceremonial swords that are meticulously carved and inlaid with gold and jade; and there are even sword embryos that have not yet been cut and are like an iron rod......

Su Qi suddenly saw so many swords, and he couldn't help but straighten his eyes. Although the craftsmanship and shape of these swords are different, they all exude a chill, as if they will be stabbed if they look at it again.

"It seems that this is a place to raise swords, and these swords have not been eroded by the years, but have been able to nourish the sword soul, and I don't know that hundreds of years have passed here. After so many years of accumulation, it is enough, and once it is played, it will inevitably overflow with sword energy, and it will be unstoppable. ā€

Su Qi felt that the iron sword beside his waist also emitted a strange tremor, as if it was resonating with the more than a hundred swords on the tomb.

"Sure enough, it's a treasure land!" Su Qi felt the incomparable excitement and excitement of the iron sword at his waist, and reached out to pull it out. As soon as the iron sword came out of its sheath, it let out a crisp sword sound: "Sonor!"

As if inspired, all the swords in the sword shrine also let out a sword sound in unison: "Keng-"

For a while, a hundred swords rang out in unison, resounding through the valley, and more than a hundred sword qi rushed into the sky, completely stirring the heaven and earth vitality in the valley. Su Qi felt that the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly, and those swords were all shaking irregularly, and a fierce and solemn atmosphere permeated the entire valley.

Su Qi frowned slightly and clenched the iron sword in his hand. The iron sword was even more excited, and he was eager to almost rush out of Su Qi's control and fly towards the sword mound.

"Huh!"

A cold light flashed, Su Qi's eyes froze, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed out at an extremely fast speed.

"Khoo!" the iron sword collided with the cold light, making a crisp and cheerful sound of metal crashing. The cold light was picked by this thorn, spun and flew out upside down, and Su Qi stared at it, and it was a bronze dagger no more than seven inches long.

Before the bronze dagger landed, a three-foot long sword also broke free from the shackles of the sword mound and shot towards Su Qi. Su Qi calmed down, gathered momentum, and stabbed another sword at the weak point of the long sword, picking it up.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The sound of the blade breaking through the air sounded again, this time a knight's broadsword, a soft sword, and an arc-shaped Wu hook shot from three directions. Su Qi took a deep breath, and stabbed three swords in a row, stabbing at the tip of the broadsword, the hilt of the soft sword, and the sword body of Wu Hook, picking all three swords apart.

"Whew!" "Whew!"

"Whew!" "Whew!"

Su Qi didn't have time to catch his breath before more swords flew up from the sword mound, and they shot out like a torrential rain. Several sword lights were controlled by unknown forces, flying towards Su Qi at an extremely fast speed, and even stirring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, Su Qi used the "Qi Lookout Technique" to look over and found that each sword qi left a slender channel composed of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the sky.

It was too late for Su Qi to use the stab to solve the battle, so he had to use Old Lady Su's Yunxia Sword. His True Yuan came out majestically without reservation, attaching a layer of dazzling clouds of light to the sword body. As the iron sword danced, all those clouds and dazzling lights gathered in front of Su Li, merging into a fiery red morning glow.

"Yunxia Cloth", the second style of Yunxia Sword, is the most effective defense method in the whole set of swordsmanship.

The flying swords were like a storm, and they all slammed into the morning glow paved with iron swords, making a crisp sound of metal clashing. In an instant, the swords flew away, spun and scattered, falling in all directions. But those swords that had been knocked out of the air quickly regained their vitality and once again shakily hung in the air to launch the next attack!

When the iron sword was wielded, the true yuan in Su Qi's body was rapidly consumed like flowing water. He could feel that the Chenghu Lake in the mountains and seas in his body was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with this state of full strength, he was afraid that he would not be able to last for an hour.

Yunxia Sword is a sword technique that requires a very high level of true yuan, not only to use true yuan to ensure the powerful power of sword moves, but also to use true yuan to create Yunxia to confuse the enemy. For Su Qi, this type of "Yunxia Cloth" is not the best choice at the moment, because those Yunxia with confusing nature has no meaning to these swords at all, not to mention, Su Qi has not seriously practiced the Yunxia Sword at all, but only when he has an understanding of the sea of clouds, he can barely use it, and he can't do it handy. If he could learn Mo Lin'er's "conformism" method, it would be much easier to deal with this sword rain than it is now.

But he really didn't have any other choice, because he only knew the two sets of swordsmanship of the straight sword and the Yunxia sword, and the thrust of the straight sword obviously couldn't cope with the current situation of passive defense. Although he was unwilling, Su Qi could only keep squandering the true yuan in his body, constantly dancing the iron sword to create clouds in the sky, and blocking the attacks of these swords again and again.

I don't know how many attacks he blocked, just when Su Qi felt that the true yuan in his body had been consumed, the iron sword in his hand suddenly let out a wail.

There was a muffled sound, and the blade of the iron sword was knocked out by a heavy sword.

Su Qi's heart trembled, and he was greatly distressed. After the last battle with Su Qingyun, Su Qi hadn't had time to send the iron sword to the sword casting workshop to repair and cast, and the sword was now scarred: the blade on one side had been completely flattened by "Lone Cloud", and the bronze sword grid also had an extremely deep gap, which would break if he was not careful. Now, the blade on the other side has also been knocked out of the gap, and it is only a matter of time before more scars appear. Su Qi suddenly realized that maybe before his true yuan was exhausted, this iron sword would be scrapped first.

The hundred swords were still attacking non-stop, and there was no sign of stopping, Su Qi could feel that the iron sword in his hand was becoming more and more powerless, and every time they collided, there would be a suppressed muffled sound, like the death lament of a seriously injured soldier.

The tip of the sword is cut off.

The sword grid breaks.

The blade of the sword has one more gap.

The body of the sword is slightly deformed, and the ridge of the sword is concave on one side.

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Su Qi brandished his iron sword, as if he saw a dying veteran fighting his last battle. Again and again, it repelled its invading enemies, but it also suffered one wound after another on its own body. Everyone thought it would fall in the next second, but it persevered, not letting a single sword go through its own defenses.