Chapter 142: Sword Name Soul Eater
Sure enough, after Xianfu said those words, the jet-black Xuanzhong sword, which had been attacking Qin Yan, stopped. At this moment, the sword body all over his body let out a deafening hissing sound.
This kind of sound wave quietly blooms like a splash of water, echoing in everyone's heart.
The roar of the sword!
Qin Xiao, who had been standing aside and watching quietly, couldn't help frowning after hearing this voice, and his face showed a look of horror. As a martial artist of sword cultivation, he has studied his own sword all his life, and only when he comprehends a certain peculiar artistic conception can he let his sword emit this kind of sword roar.
And to be able to do this step, it is all after hundreds of years of training, and finally at the end of one's life, finally reached the point.
This is also why, now on the entire continent, many sword cultivators regard the unity of human and sword as their lifelong goal!
However, in the current situation, instead of making any cultivation, Qin Yan didn't even have any contact with this sword, but it caused the unknown jet-black black iron heavy sword to emit the roar that all sword cultivators have been pursuing all their lives.
Seeing this, even Qin Xiao, who had seen thousands of martial artists in the world, couldn't help but scratch his head, with a puzzled look on his face, and muttered softly: "If this kid is not this kid, is there really any enviable opportunity, or rather, he is the most important chess piece in this huge chessboard?"
At the same time, above the tomb.
At this moment, the head of the Dongfang family, standing behind him was the disciple of the Sifang Pavilion who had just come out of it and was dejected. Not long after the sword roared, their expressions were also shocked, and tears of excitement suddenly flashed on the face of the Dongfang family master.
Everyone in the world knows that the head of the Dongfang family is a generation of sword cultivators!
At this moment, when I heard this kind of sword roar, my heart naturally resonated, and the excitement was indescribable.
At that moment, I couldn't help but grasp the magic weapon in my hand that had followed me for I don't know how many years, and my heart was like overturning a soy sauce bottle, with mixed tastes. After a while, even if he had been calm, he would inevitably set off a lot of waves in his heart.
He holds a grudge and is deeply envious of the boy in the tomb.
Because of his sword cultivation, he is also the head of the ancient family Dongfang Family. This made him have his own unique opinion on this long-lost sword roar. The sound of this sword body is a kind of recognition of the master of all things, and it can only be heard after it is truly in tune.
Sword cultivators all know that the sword in their hands is a part of their own body!
It was precisely because he knew this that he had a strong sense of jealousy towards Qin Yan in his heart. Gradually, this jealousy quickly turned into a deep hatred, at this moment, there was a spark between his eyes, if Qin Yan was in front of him, he would be eager to kill the other party immediately.
However, he deeply understood that if he forcibly interrupted at such a time, not only would he not be able to get the approval of the sword, but it was also very likely that he would be attacked by the sword itself, and even in this life, he would have nothing to do with this sword.
At this moment, how could he let this happen?
Now, like a stingy rich man, he suddenly discovered a treasure land not far from his home, and all he wanted in his heart was to take it for himself. At that moment, he sighed helplessly, quietly lurked his figure, and waited quietly, waiting for the end of this process of recognizing the Lord.
Only when he is over will he have a chance to win this divine sword!
At this time, in the tomb......
Not long after the sword roared, the jet-black Xuan's heavy sword suddenly soared into the air, but the handle behind it swept in the direction of Qin Yan. Staring at this scene, Qin Yan shouted almost instinctively, stretched out his right hand, and effortlessly grabbed it towards the hilt of the sword.
"Buzz!"
Where he started, Qin Yan was taken aback. This jet-black Xuanwei sword, when it fell into his hand, was so light, as if he was just holding a piece of paper.
It's just that this sword body, which is as light and thin as paper, can become a sharp weapon for killing!
Weighing the jet-black Xuanzhong sword in his hand, he gently rotated the sword body, and a pitch-black font exuding a light blue brilliance suddenly appeared in front of him. It's just that those two words are not the words that are popular on this continent in modern times. This made him slightly embarrassed.
But fortunately, in his body, there is the existence of the First Emperor's Immortal Mansion.
The moment he saw these two words, Qin Yan communicated with them. Although the First Emperor's Immortal Mansion had an extremely serious defect in memory, out of instinct, he still recognized it at once.
"Soul Eater!"
The slightly immature voice of the First Emperor Immortal Mansion sounded in Qin Yan's mind, but the two words that he had to distinguish were unusually clear and loud. When he heard these two words, Qin Yan couldn't help but scratch his head with a wry smile, and said, "This name is domineering enough!"
Devouring souls and devouring thousands of souls!
After a little sigh of the name, Qin Yan couldn't help but start to look at the sword body carefully, not only that, but he was even ready to find a big stone at random to see how sharp this sword was.
However, at this time, on the top of the vault, there was a hearty laughter, and what floated down at this moment was not someone, it was the Dongfang family master who had just left not long ago!
"The head of the Oriental family?"
The moment he saw the person coming, Qin Yan's eyes suddenly flashed a look of surprise, at this moment, even if he was a fool, he could guess that it must have a great connection with the jet-black Xuanzhong sword in his hand.
However, at the moment when the Dongfang family master appeared, Qin Xiao, who had been standing outside the secret room, also rushed in. Impartially, just standing in the middle of the two, dividing them from each other, at this moment, his eyebrows are upside down, his tiger eyes are wide, obviously for this kind of backsliding, his heart is angry.
"Dongfang Xiaoer, I read that you are a child of the four great families, so you will naturally do what you say, but I never thought that you would be such a villain!"
Qin Xiao was originally a hearty person, and when he saw such a situation at this moment, he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and then immediately scolded.
However, this ridicule did not make the expression on the face of the Dongfang family master change at all, and it was still like a pool of stagnant water, unusually calm. I saw him slightly clasp his hands in front of his chest, snorted coldly in his mouth and nose, and sneered: "Don't think I don't know, with the way you are now, how long can you still hold on?"
As soon as this sentence came out, not only Qin Xiao, but even Qin Yan on the side was full of surprise.
"Okay, Dongfang Xiao'er, even if I, Qin Xiao, fight for my life, I will pull you in to accompany the funeral!"
Qin Xiao let out a loud shout, and then he suddenly rose into the air and roared towards the position of the Dongfang family master. Seeing this, the head of the Dongfang family didn't make a move, and at the moment, his body moved slightly, and he quickly carved out a huge space, and walked through the cracks.
The realm of heaven cannot be fought in this space!
This is an ancient precept and a guideline followed by all Heavenly Rank powerhouses. The powerhouse of the Heavenly Realm, once he lets go of the fight, the space is likely to be strangled and shattered, and the people in the space are immediately quickly devoured by the endless power of space around them.
It's like, if a painting is shattered, can the characters in the painting still be intact?
At the moment when Qin Xiao rose into the air, Qin Yan was talking closely with the First Emperor Immortal Mansion in his body. At this moment, his face changed slightly, and he asked out loud: "First Emperor Immortal Mansion, if the other party wants to snatch the soul devourer, is there any way?"
The First Emperor Immortal Mansion thought for a while, and then opened his mouth and replied: "It depends on the choice of the sword spirit, if the other party shows a potential that is stronger than you, it is estimated that the sword spirit will not hesitate to leave you, and it is even possible that he will directly kill you in exchange for the approval of the new master." ”
"So, should I talk to Sword Spirit?"
Being said like this, Qin Yan suddenly frowned, if the things that had already arrived were forcibly snatched back, it would inevitably have a bad feeling in his heart.
"You? When you held this sword, did the sword spirit communicate with you? According to the situation that you asked me to distinguish the ancient characters, you only got his initial approval, as for wanting to communicate with him, it is estimated that you still need to prove your more powerful strength or potential. ”
This is like Fang Zhongyong, although he has a strong talent, but when he doesn't grow up, all his talents are just illusory. Only when he becomes a genius in the end, all talents are real talents.
"Don't worry, your opponent is already down!"
Just when Qin Yan was deep in thought, in the space not far away, the figure of a young man suddenly descended. Judging from the appearance of that figure, it was Dongfang Haotian who came out of the realm of desolation.
At this moment, he was holding a cold iron heavy sword in his hand, which looked extremely cold under the moonlight.
Looking up at the starry sky, Qin Yan's face gradually became a little difficult to look at. He knew that the dark magnetic fog outside was estimated to have almost dissipated. Not only that, but there are also many fewer restrictions on people themselves.
This means that Dongfang Haotian can kill himself decisively without any scruples!
It's just that Qin Yan is not the kind of person who is afraid of things, he looked up at Dongfang Haotian suspended in the air at the moment, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a look of disdain, and deliberately with a strange tone, mocking: "What, what about your brothers, are you here alone?"
In the face of such ridicule, Dongfang Haotian also smiled slightly, coldly burst out a few words from his mouth, and then violently waved the cold iron sword in his hand and blasted towards Qin Yan.
"Kill you, I'm enough!"