Ye Xiang looked at the extremely shameless words of the Sword Recitation Heavenly Constellation, and was speechless for a moment.

"Oh, I won't bother you, you go about your business. The Sword Chanting Heavenly Constellation seemed to see that Ye Xiang's face was not very good, so he smiled, not speaking, just looking up at the faintly flashing exit at the top of the tower, not knowing what he was thinking.

Now no one pays attention to Ye Xiang, but Ye Xiang has fallen into his own purity, and he is concentrating on thinking about how to rescue this sword recitation Tianzuo.

After all, he was trapped here, and he had become a brother with the Sword Recitation Constellation, no matter what aspect, Ye Xiang had to rescue the Sword Recitation Constellation.

Because, rescuing the Sword Recitation Constellation is equivalent to saving yourself.

"If you touch this, it will break, then you can't touch it, but if you can't touch this stone carving, how can you separate this stone carving from this sword, and how can you pull out the sword if you don't separate it?" Ye Xiang frowned tightly and didn't speak, nor did he look at the stone carving, he just found a corner of the wall and thought quietly.

What is now in front of Ye Xiang is almost a dead loop, and this dead loop cannot be broken through at all.

The day passed quickly, and Ye Xiang sat in place and barely moved, thinking about this question all the time.

Three days have passed, and Ye Xiang still hasn't moved, thinking about this problem in the same posture.

"Otherwise, I will use the three-element binding god and completely ban the statue there, but the three-element binding god can only ban that person or magic weapon in place, but can I prevent him from falling apart, then it is uncertain, if it succeeds, it is easy to say, but if it can't succeed, then this statue will definitely fall apart. Ye Xiang frowned.

At first, Ye Xiang didn't have any feelings about this statue, but after listening to what the Sword Throne said, Ye Xiang also had an inexplicable reverence for this statue in his heart.

No matter what race the other party is, the other party's supreme sense of belonging is what moved Ye Xiang.

So, in the end, Ye Xiang also had the idea of wanting to preserve this statue intact.

Although it is a bit difficult, Ye Xiang thinks it is worth it!

But if you don't destroy the statue, how do you draw your sword?

On the seventh day, Ye Xiang's mind had completely transformed into how to draw the sword without destroying the statue, and completely transformed into how to draw the sword.

"That's right!" On the ninth day, Ye Xiang's mind suddenly flashed!

"The previous thought led me into a misunderstanding, that is, the sword can only be drawn by destroying the statue, but if the statue is not destroyed, then can the sword be pulled out?" Ye Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up!

Ye Xiang stood up.

Since Ye Xiang came here, the Sword Chanting Heavenly Constellation has not let out a single roar, either looking up at the looming exit or bowing his head and falling asleep.

And the moment Ye Xiang stood up, the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne instantly woke up from a loud sleep and looked at Ye Xiang!

"Brother Ye, what's wrong, have you come up with any way?" The eyes of the Sword Chanting Constellation were staring at Ye Xiang, but Ye Xiang was expressionless and did not pay attention to the Chanting Sword Constellation at all, but first observed the black sword inserted in the body of the Chanting Sword Constellation.

After carefully observing the black sword, Ye Xiang thought that his idea could work, and at that moment, he went around the back of the sword recitation constellation again to observe the chains.

Seven iron chains were inserted on the stone walls on both sides, Ye Xiang stroked an iron chain, but he was surprised to find that the material of this iron chain was exactly the same as the black sword.

Ye Xiang grabbed the tip of the blade at the top of the chain and shook it gently, and with Ye Xiang's shaking, there was a trace of fine stones and powder flowing out of the crack.

Although it was very small, Ye Xiang and the Sword Chanting Heavenly Constellation, at that moment, they heard it clearly!

At that moment, both the Sword Chanting Heavenly Constellation and Ye Xiang looked at each other with extremely strange expressions.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then focused on the tip of the blade stuck in the stone wall.

Ye Xiang grabbed the tip of the blade with his hand, and then forcefully took it outward!

"Kerala!" With this force, the tip of the blade was pulled out directly, and in the hole in the stone wall, a lot of stone chips and powder also flowed out.

"No!" Chanting Sword Tianzuo looked at Ye Xiang with wide eyes.

Ye Xiang also looked at the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne extremely strangely.

"Big brother, you've been sealed here for so many years, you didn't expect this thing to be cracked so easily?" Ye Xiang looked at the Sword Recitation Heavenly Throne with an extremely strange expression.

"How do I know, I'm sealed here, I can't move at all, except for yelling a few times to vent my frustration, where do I think so much?"

Ye Xiang rolled his eyes and looked at the eyes of the Sword Recitation Heavenly Throne, even more helpless.

"Big brother, you are a Soul Venerable, just use your roar, if you master it properly, I'm afraid you can also absorb the tip of this black blade from the wall. Ye Xiang said casually, and then pulled the tips of the black blades off the wall one by one.

After removing the last blade tip, Ye Xiang breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, no matter what, the past few days have finally achieved another hint of success.

The chains of the black sword were bound to the body of the Sword Recitation Throne, Ye Xiang grabbed the chains, loosened the chains from the body of the Sword Recitation Throne in circles, and then made the long chains hold on to the ground like this.

Now there is only one last step left, and that is to take out the long sword.

This is the last and most difficult step.

After the chains were loosened, the Sword Chanting Throne was already able to move its hands and feet, but its soul power was still inoperable.

The black sword was not drawn, and the seal remained!

And the current situation is already very lucky for the Sword Recitation Constellation, so the Sword Recitation Constellation is busy moving his hands and feet that have not been active for thousands of years.

But Ye Xiang completely transformed the previous success into confidence in an instant.

Although he had achieved initial success, Ye Xiang did not rush to celebrate excitedly with the Sword Recitation Throne, but calmly looked at the black sword and those chains inserted in the Sword Recitation Throne, thinking about how to take this thing out.

The black sword was inserted on the right chest of the Sword Recitation Constellation, about a third of the way into the body, directly penetrating the body!

Ye Xiang observed the black sword, on top of the black sword, there were some quaint patterns, and there was no fluctuation of soul power, but Ye Xiang would not simply think that this blade was an ordinary blade.

A blade that can trap a Soul Venerable for nearly a thousand years is definitely not an ordinary blade!

"Brother Ye, come and help me pull out this broken sword, as long as I pull it out, I will be resurrected!" said the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne very excitedly.

"What's the hurry. Ye Xiang had already had an understanding of the temper and character of the Sword Recitation Constellation, so at this moment, when he saw the Sword Recitation Constellation playing that shameless appearance again, he immediately threw his face away, and directly continued to observe the black sword.

If the top of this black sword is like an ordinary sword blade, it would be easy to say, as long as Ye Xiang fixes the black sword, then the sword recitation Tianzuo can be poured out, that is, take out the iron sword, but now it can't.

"Brother, brother, I believe in you!" Chanting Sword Tianzuo dragged the long chain, and then came to Ye Xiang and patted Ye Xiang's shoulder vigorously.

"Forget it, I don't believe in myself, what's the use of you believing in me?" Ye Xiang looked at the iron sword, as if he could come up with something.

Gently grasp the hilt of the iron sword, hoping to find something.

The iron sword does not move!

"This iron sword needs to be urged with soul power, and now I use soul power, so you can inject soul power to try. The Sword Chanting Constellation said slowly.

"Oh?" Ye Xiang was slightly stunned, and then injected his soul power into it according to what the Sword Recitation Heavenly Throne said.

And at that moment, Ye Xiang's soul power was injected, like a bottomless pit, and Ye Xiang's soul power, after being injected into it, was like a small pebble thrown into the waves, and there was no reaction at all.

"This blade is a supreme rank blade, even if your soul power is exhausted, I'm afraid you won't be able to urge this blade!" Just after Ye Xiang had just made an attempt, the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne immediately let out that shameless voice again.

At that time, Ye Xiang really wanted to slap the sword recitation Tianzuo on the ground.

Knowing that my soul power is not enough, he told me.

But Ye Xiang was still very grateful to the Sword Recitation Heavenly Throne for being able to remind him.

Because Ye Xiang has a providential bead.