Qi turned at will, and the little spiritual power in his body was injected into the image of Si Kou Zuiyang's catapult like the water of a gurgling stream, with such a supplement of spiritual power, the image that was already somewhat blurry instantly became clear, and the tall body was clearly reflected in Chen Fei's field of vision, making his already exhausted body instantly stiffen, and his dark golden eyes suddenly shrank into the size of a needle tip！

This person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。 , this image...

It's clearly Chen Fei himself!

It's not a false face taken to hide his identity at this time, but Chen Feizhen's true appearance!

The body is seven feet, a green shirt is neat, and the lines of his face are as resolute as an axe and a knife, and it clearly reveals the sharp and sharp taste that belongs to the sword cultivation. . . The figure in this aura illusion in front of him is clearly Chen Fei!

“。。。 Scold... How is this possible? It can't be ... It's me... Looking at the impact in front of him, Chen Fei's heart was in chaos, he didn't suspect that this figure in front of him was just another sword cultivator similar to his own description... Because of the breath, the sword intent will not deceive people.

This kind of unique aura of extremely powerful and infinite sword intent converging into a sea may be mistaken by others, but Chen Fei will never admit his mistake, this is his own aura, and it is the artistic conception obtained when he deduces all the thousands of sword intents comprehended from the 'Sword Realm' plane to the demigod level!

But... Five hundred years ago?!Si Kou Zuiyang said that the meeting with 'this self' was five hundred years ago... At that time, I should still be imprisoned in the God's forsaken land in the main world, and the whole person turned into a stone sculpture... But how could he appear in this mysterious world that is definitely not inferior to the power pattern of the main world?

Could it be that when my consciousness was sealed, the body acted on its own? to be able to do this ... Is it a system? The system has saved me countless times when I am in danger, and the system has no reason to do so... But what if it's really the system that does ... So my consciousness has been protected and sealed by the system for 10,000 years ... How many other things have I done that I don't even know...

The long sword in the green shirt, thousands of sword intents... Tianhe Sword Master...

The time when the Tianhe Sword Saint was active seemed to be 10,000 years ago, in the time when my consciousness was asleep... Could it be that the so-called Tianhe Sword Saint is also myself?

system, what do you really be, what do you want to do ...

"Ahhhh

Feeling more and more irritable in his heart, Chen Fei suddenly shouted angrily, and the strength of his whole body exploded instantly, forming a terrifying spiritual power storm around him, roaring wantonly in all directions with devastating destructive power, and the feeling that the energy in his body was being emptied in an instant also extracted a lot of irritability in Chen Fei's heart, panting heavily like a dilapidated bellows, the look on Chen Fei's face was extremely complicated. After a moment, he sighed a little tiredly and said in a low voice:

“。。。 System... I guess I'm wrong, right?"

With a sigh, Chen Fei's right hand waved to directly dispel this illusion, but just as the spiritual power was already lingering between his five fingers, a familiar color appeared at the edge of Chen Fei's field of vision, causing his right hand that was about to be waved down to stop suddenly-

That's a sword!

The sword body is pure white and flawless, and even the extremely sharp blade does not contain the slightest murderous aura, but is as pure and flawless as snow.

Chen Fei was once very familiar with this kind of sword, he had faced the unparalleled sharpness of this sword in the world, and he had fought bloody battles with this sword... This sword should still lie quietly in his spatial ring-

The pure white long sword, more than three feet and six inches long, was not made by famous craftsmen, but it was the strongest sword of that era, because the owner who held this sword was the strongest sword under the stars!

Monarch of the Sword - Night!

"How... Possibly!"

In an instant, the agitation in his heart almost made Chen Fei's heart frustrated, and in a low whisper, his fingers flicked like lightning on his fingertips, and the pure white long sword that was sleeping quietly in the ring jumped directly into Chen Fei's palm with a soft sound, even if he had not drawn the sword for a long time, but the extremely sharp feeling was not lost at all, but due to a long time. The cultivation became more and more aggressive, just holding it in his hand made Chen Fei's palm feel extremely clear tingling, and the flawless sword body trembled slightly as if excited.

Just looking at this, this is the world's first-class divine sword, even compared with the famous swords in the divine sword list, it is not inferior to half a point!

The blade of the sword... Generally sharp!

The body of the sword... It's as gorgeous and slender as a work of art!

The hilt of the sword... All the same ... Wait a minute!

Scanning the sword hilt, Chen Fei's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the place where the hilt existed - on the long sword in his hand, the hilt was still as white as snow, but although the hilt of the long sword in the hand of the 'Chen Fei' in the illusion was also in the same shape, the pure white hilt was filled with a pale golden brilliance that was extremely rich in divine majesty.

That kind of breath Chen Fei will never forget!

Is that... The lingering 'stench' of the monster named the god!

"The sword of the gods ... But this shape, can it be said... ”

Although the two swords are extremely subtle, but the extremely real subtlety has completely washed away the possible 'danger' of the system, but Chen Fei did not have the slightest joy on his face, looking at the awakening in front of him, or looking at the extremely familiar long sword in the illusion, the familiar scenes kept changing in front of his eyes-

The Sword Monarch is full of heroism in the Sword Monarch City, commanding countless heroes of the human race!

Bloody battle, when life and death are shared, the red face that is already stained with blood!

In order to protect the human race, the back of Xiao Se when he abandoned the sword and turned away, and when he first saw it, the cold and indifferent, the sword god who broke his soul with a sword, the god of the sword...

Countless pictures melted in front of Chen Fei's eyes, and finally rippled into endless sadness and pain, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Night... ”

(To be continued.) )