The blood-colored sword was inserted diagonally, bringing up the fierce sword qi, and ten thousand swords were buried deeply. Feng Shenxiu sincerely felt that there was something unusual, there was a great danger and a great terror here.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz,"

Ten thousand swords whispered, and the sword tomb shook.

Feng Shenxiu's eyes flickered, this sword tomb was definitely very ordinary. Kill the gods with a sword, and deter ten thousand swords. This slashing heaven is really a famous person, and he actually collected ten thousand swords to accompany the funeral.

Love the sword, crazy sword!

Feng Shenxiu's eyes flashed with a fine light, and a dusty memory was recalled in his mind. Once a generation of emperors of the ancient Chinese kingdom - Tian Khan Li Shimin loved calligraphy, and buried Wang Xizhi's orchid pavilion, which led to the extinction of the world and the mausoleum was eventually patronized by tomb thieves.

The scenery is the same, and so is the love.

Because of his paranoid love, ten thousand swords have been dusted since then.

For those who are good at swordsmanship, this is undoubtedly a crime. Feng Shenxiu was still shocked when he saw this scene, others in the outside world asked for a sword but couldn't get it, but there were tens of thousands of stalks buried here.

Extravagant!

More wasteful!

In the eyes of kendo geniuses, every sword is a sharp weapon in the world, a psychic thing. Feng Shenxiu's eyes carefully observed the faint actions here, and his heart was vigilant by countless grades. The Sword Tomb is definitely not a good place.

Soon Feng Shenxiu frowned, and his doubts deepened. The sword here is not agile enough, I always think about it, I always feel that the sword is broken, and there is a trace of aura passing.

The evil qi is constantly gathering, and it is constantly nourishing the Killing God Sword. Looking at the swirling evil qi Feng Shenxiu's eyes flickered, he suddenly understood the motive of this Heaven Slashing Sword Tomb, and used the evil qi of ten thousand swords to accumulate momentum for the killing god, and absorbed the origin of the ten thousand swords to gather the spirit for the killing god. Seeing this, Feng Shenxiu was puzzled and surprised.

What a big deal!

Every sword here is a thing that kills the world, or a killer slaughters living beings and generals fight people. There is no doubt that every sword is a divine artifact stained with the blood and resentment of thousands of people, and such a sword is a sky-high treasure in this world. It is a divine weapon that every warrior desires, and a killing treasure that every general hopes for.

Coincidentally!

There are actually a full 100,000 of them here, and the most important thing is that these 100,000 peerless divine blades are actually only for the sake of the Killing Divine Sword. No matter who sees this scene, they have to say extravagant, Fengshenxiu is also a mortal, and naturally it is no exception.

Shock!

In addition to the shock or shock!

Feng Shenxiu's eyes stared at the Sword Tomb, and the thought in his heart that was suspected of being a conspiracy quickly took root. The idea that this is a bureau is becoming more and more obvious, and if you die, there is no need to make such preparations.

Kill God Advanced!

It is simply a preparation for one's own rebirth, the world is selfish, and no one will be so enthusiastic except for oneself. Feng Shenxiu also understood at this time that his sixth sense was not wrong, this was a conspiracy designed from time immemorial.

The picture flashed in his mind, and the views of countless gods as rebirth and traversers instantly poured into his mind. First, he did not die, but was seriously injured, and was forced to hide for nearly a thousand years of healing. Second, only the soul body remained, and it was severely injured and had to take nearly a thousand years to recover.

In the face of two speculations, Fengshenxiu is biased towards the second type, and if it is the first one, it will never be so troublesome. Using the Proving Ground to kill is the best way to go, and premature exposure is not a good thing. In Feng Shenxiu's eyes, since Chopping Heaven has gone to great lengths to arrange all these plans, then it means that Chopping Heaven only has a soul body left.

layout for thousands of years,

Just to be reborn.

Thinking of this, Feng Shenxiu's face changed wildly, if this is really the case. Then there must be a Heaven Slashing Soul Body in this Heaven Slaying Temple, which is a mortal threat to anyone who enters the Heaven Slaying Temple.

Originally, in terms of Feng Shenxiu's temperament, the life or death of these people has nothing to do with him, and even if the whole army is wiped out, it may not cause Feng Shenxiu's mood to fluctuate. But these people do not include the people of the Feng family and Wen Yanran, after crossing over, Feng Shenxiu also accepted everything from his predecessor, and he must shoulder the corresponding responsibility.

The evil aura was like a mist, gradually filling the entire space. Feng Shenxiu felt a slight fluctuation in his demonic power, not as active and lifeless as usual. At this moment, the Divine Sword began to sound slightly, as if a divine sword was groaning lonely.

At this moment, Feng Shenxiu obviously found that the speed at which the Killing God Sword absorbed the origin of ten thousand swords and the evil qi was increasing in vain, and the agility of the Killing God Sword was becoming more and more obvious. Obviously, the Killing God Sword was about to advance, and Feng Shenxiu's eyes froze.

A powerful crisis came, and the nameless black sword in his hand trembled involuntarily, as if surrendering to the emperor in the sword.

"Groan!"

The loud sword roar shook the sky, the nameless black sword flew out of his hand, and Feng Shenxiu's face was extremely ugly. Looking at the origin of the nameless black sword, all the evil qi poured into the Killing God Sword, and the fierceness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Since you've devoured Ben Shao's sword, then you can stay!" Sen Ran's tone was filled with strong confidence. Feng Shenxiu suddenly cut through the artery of his arm, and a large amount of blood went towards the killing god, and Feng Shenxiu was also ruthless at this moment. Feeding the sword with blood can be extremely weird.

His hands were stained with blood and he was constantly drawing obscure symbols in the air, and despite his increasingly pale face, Feng Shenxiu's speed became faster and faster. Gradually, thousands of blood-colored symbols were suspended in the air, flashing with brilliance.

"Suppression!"

Later, Feng Shenxiu's right hand powerhouse changed, and thousands of blood-colored symbols in the air merged into heaven and earth. A blood-colored swastika appeared between heaven and earth, dignified and magnificent. is obviously endlessly bloody, but with a sense of righteousness.

The swastika floats in the folds of the mid-air, and an inexplicable repressive force appears. Feng Shenxiu burst into a shout, and his hands were swept and suppressed fiercely.

"Hum,"

"Zheng!"

Sensing the oppression, the Killing Excalibur began to fight back. The Killing God Sword roared, and a fierce murderous aura rose up, sweeping the heavens and the earth against the endless suppressive power carried by the swastika. One is good and one is evil, and they began to compete with each other.

The majestic murderous aura gave Feng Shenxiu an unbearable pressure, and he almost knelt down. If it weren't for his iron will, I'm afraid he would have become a sword slave who only knows how to kill, a walking corpse.

Or feel the crisis of Fengshenxiu, and swastika in the sky. The dazzling blood light launched an attack on the Killing God Sword with this monstrous suppressive power and Ling Lie's righteous qi, and the swastika was transformed by the essence blood of the Wind God Xiu after all, and the fluctuations in strength and weakness could still be felt.

Sensing the weakness of the swastika under the constant confrontation, Feng Shenxiu's eyes shone sharply. With a move of the ethereal body method, the whole person grabbed towards the Killing God Sword like an eagle, trying to relieve the pressure of the swastika.

"Zheng!"

At the moment when Feng Shenxiu grabbed the hilt of the sword, the Killing God Sword went berserk. The murderous aura that raged in the air was like a hellish purgatory, enveloping Feng Shenxiu's body.

"Ahh

The violent murderous aura enters the body, and the pain is unbearable. Fengshenxiu only felt that he was about to die, about to explode. This feeling is indescribable, as if the ghost qi gathered at the bottom of hell, and 100,000 ghost generals came to the world, and the spirit of the forest swept through the nine skies.

"Groan!"

At the moment of torture, Feng Shenxiu pulled out the Killing God Sword. A sharp sword light slashed through the heavens and the earth, making everyone in the Heaven Slashing Temple suspicious.

At the same time, a blood-red sword appeared in the sky of the trial ground, exactly the same as the God Killing Sword. The only difference is that it is thousands of times larger than the Killing God Sword. The clouds trembled, and a few small words appeared in the air.

"A sword shines through the ages!"