Sheng Yue sat opposite the fat old man with a cold face, and didn't speak, did she rub her face with a chirp, and there was still a kind of pain in her heart.

The fat old man was originally smiling, but when he saw Sheng Yue's embarrassed appearance, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

"If you laugh again, I'll not finish laughing with you." Sheng Yue saw the banter in the fat old man's eyes, how could he bear that violent temper.

"It's not over, it's not over, you can't beat me anyway." The fat old man laughed.

"You...... Lao Tzu doesn't care about you. "The holy moon was about to attack, but suddenly noticed that someone was coming again, so he took the opportunity to find a step down.

Two young men slowly walked towards the Treasure Pavilion, one of them was tall and handsome. And the other person's appearance alone is amazing enough.

The beautiful handsome face is not like words, if you change into a women's dress, it will definitely be called the color of the city.

The people who came were Long Haochen and Han Yu.

After seeing Long Haochen, Sheng Yue was even more angry.

The origin of that incident has to start with Long Haochen.

Sheng Yue was extremely depressed in her heart, what kind of ecstasy did this kid pour into my family Cai'er, Cai'er would attack Yang Wenzhao for the sake of this mother-in-law kid.

I can't figure it out.

"Hello two seniors, junior Han Yu, on the order of the Holy Knight Captain Hanci, bring this temple earth knight Long Haochen to get the reward." Han Yu took Long Haochen and saluted respectfully.

"Tokens." Holy Moon said coldly.

Han Yu respectfully handed over a token.

Sheng Yue checked it and said, "You wait here, Long Haochen come with me." ”

……

At this moment, Jiang Feng, who was in the Treasure Pavilion of the Knight Temple, suddenly noticed that someone was approaching quickly.

Looking back, the person who came was dressed in white, with a proud figure and slender sword eyebrows.

It was Yang Haoyu.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Feng asked with great joy.

"I heard that your kid was almost beaten to death, I came to see you, it's really useless." Yang Haoyu snorted coldly.

"Master, the old ...... of the Holy Moon No matter what he says, he is also a ninth-order powerhouse, do you expect me to be able to defeat him now? Jiang Feng said helplessly.

"There's no hope, so I'll help you out." Yang Haoyu said angrily.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng suddenly became interested, and hurriedly asked, "Out of anger, how did you get angry?" ”

"It's nothing, for the sake of his age, he has a blue nose and swollen face, but I am a little ruthless, I guess my face is still swollen." Yang Haoyu said lightly.

Jiang Feng gave a thumbs up and said, "Master is awesome." ”

With a "snap", Yang Haoyu slapped Jiang Feng's head and snorted coldly: "You just talk to the master like this?" ”

"Hehe, the master doesn't have to pay attention to these details, anyway, didn't I come to receive the reward? And what about the reward, there, how did I not see it? Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Haha, you kid, come on, I'll take you to see your reward." Yang Haoyu smiled slightly, and led Jiang Feng to a stone wall.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly somewhere on the stone wall, and suddenly there was an analysis on the originally smooth stone wall.

Then, the stone wall turned, revealing a portal.

Yang Haoyu said: "Let's go." ”

Entering the portal, there is a cave in the cave, which divides many rooms.

Jiang Feng was taken to a room full of traces of time.

The room was small, with only a stone table.

On the stone table, a heavy sword was placed, also covered with rust and full of traces of time.

"Master, you're not kidding, this sword seems to be rusty."

In front of Yang Haoyu, Jiang Feng spoke freely, and directly questioned it.

Although he guessed that this sword would never be as simple as it seemed, he didn't bother to think about it and asked directly.

"You think it's a piece of broken metal?" Yang Haoyu slapped Jiang Feng's head and said angrily: "Don't look at it like this, do you know the origin of this sword?" ”

Jiang Feng shook his head directly and said, "I don't know." ”

"This is the sword of the Bright King, the leader of the human race in ancient times, and it was found on an ancient ruin when I was still in the Demon Hunting Regiment."

Yang Haoyu explained: "However, the King of Light belongs to a figure from 10,000 years ago, and now this sword is only a spirit and demon-level equipment. ”

Jiang Feng looked at the sword and asked, "Teacher, do you know what level this sword used to be?" ”

"It's hard for me to judge, but according to the forger, the inscriptions on the sword are extremely complicated, and it will never be lost to some immortal-level equipment." Yang Haoyu said: "Although it is only at the spirit and demon level now, you should not underestimate it, this is a sword that can grow." ”

"It's a spiritual artifact!" Jiang Feng was a little moved.

"Yes, a spiritual weapon is a psychic weapon. As long as you can pass its assessment, it will recognize you as the master and become your bloodline weapon, and it will upgrade as you grow. So, as long as you can get stronger, maybe immortal level won't be its limit. Yang Haoyu said.

Saying this, Jiang Feng's heart was immediately moved, the immortal level is not the limit, could it be that this sword may become an artifact in the future?

"Master, what is the assessment of this sword?" Jiang Feng hurriedly asked.

"The assessment is very simple, it is to lift him up." Yang Haoyu smiled slightly.

"Lift it up?"

"Yes, you can't use your inner spiritual power, you can only rely on your physical strength." Yang Haoyu added.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng couldn't believe it, was it so simple? He grabbed the sword on the table.

The long sword is one and a half meters long, and the blade is long and broad, much larger than an ordinary knight's heavy sword. There is also a sword hilt with a length of 40 centimeters, which is a rare two-handed sword.

However, he didn't even pick up the long sword with one hand, and he didn't even move.

"Huh?" Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, and this time his hands were forced, and the muscles in his body bulged.

Finally, the sword shook slightly.

Yang Haoyu on the side watched quietly, and he was not sure in his heart whether Jiang Feng would be able to lift this sword. However, if there is anyone in the younger generation who can obtain the approval of this sword, that person must be Jiang Feng.

Because it takes at least three thousand points of external spiritual power to lift this sword, and among the knights of the younger generation, except for Jiang Feng, none of them can break through five hundred external spiritual power.

As Jiang Feng's master, he naturally knew that Jiang Feng possessed a terrifying external spiritual power.

Although he was very curious about what opportunity Jiang Feng had gained, Jiang Feng didn't say anything, so he didn't bother to ask. Anyway, he had checked Jiang Feng's body and there was nothing abnormal.

"Click"

A small sound sounded, and as the blade shook, the rust on the surface cracked a tiny gap.

Jiang Feng increased his strength, squatted down on his knees, exerted force on his calves, and finally lifted the sword body from the end of the hilt.

As the blade of the sword was slowly lifted, the rust covering the blade began to peel off. The hidden blade of the sword was revealed.

Jiang Feng's face was a little solemn, the weight of this sword was beyond his imagination.

It's not like he can't pick it up, though. Jiang Feng raised the big sword above his head with both hands.

"Qiang"