Ye Wuwu listened to the shouts from below, and was silent for a long time.

He turned his head to look back again, and looked around at the Yipin Spirit Swords, which were emitting a slight sword sound at the moment, and his face was a little worried.

Putting it aside, that means I can't get the sword, right?

That's it, it doesn't matter, it's enough to improve so much sword intent.

Besides, the Linyuan Sword in his hand is not a dry meal, even if he obtains a first-grade spirit sword, he will not use a two-handed sword.

Of course, Ye Wuwu didn't give up, he looked at the staggered long swords in front of him, coughed lightly, and said slowly.

"Quiet, don't make any noise, I'll ask one last time, is there anyone willing to come with me?"

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Ye Wuwu suddenly felt that he was a big fool.

Communicate with the sword in words, such a stupid thing can be done by yourself.

He smacked his tongue, then turned around randomly and was about to walk down the mountain.

To be sure, he didn't value the sword on top of this sword mountain.

The Linyuan Sword in his hand is already a first-class product, and further up, there are only the existence of the Famous Sword and the Heavenly Sword.

The Heavenly Sword didn't dare to think about it for the time being, and I didn't know if it existed, but if it was a famous sword, it would be better than the Linyuan Sword that I had already mastered now.

Moreover, as long as they win the next competition, the three owners of the Tibetan Sword Villa will agree to improve the Linyuan Sword.

Thinking of this, a light smile appeared on Ye Wuwu's face, and he immediately walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Buzz."

A loud sword roar came, and Ye Wuwu turned his head suddenly.

Immediately, immediately after, in his surprised gaze, the swords on the entire sword mountain rang out in unison.

The sound of the sword roar was crisp and loud, and it was many times higher than that of his own hand.

And in the sound of the sword, what is revealed is not dissatisfaction, but ...... Quite happy and looking forward to it?

It's like cheering.

Ye Wuwu was stunned suddenly, his eyes were first surprised, but then a trace of disbelief flashed.

An extremely bold idea crossed his mind.

Could it be that these swords actually have spirituality? The previous gesture was just for yourself?

Seeing that I was leaving, I was reluctant to let myself go, and took the initiative to let out a sword sound to remind me to take the sword?

He is really a peerless genius of kendo in the world.

Ye Wuwu smiled, casually grasped a first-grade spirit sword beside him, and then pulled it upwards violently.

The spirit sword did not move at all, and even let out a slight low sound, as if it was a warning.

Ye Wuwu's smiling face suddenly stiffened.

What's going on? Could it be that these sword sounds are not made for me to see?

Ye Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head to look down the mountain.

A white-clothed figure with a somewhat clear figure, outside the barrier formed by the power of heaven and earth at this moment, stepped through the door, and slowly walked in at this moment.

As this figure walked in, the sword roar on the sword mountain became louder, and even several first-grade spirit swords were trembling slightly.

Lu Caiwei looked up at her senior brother who was already stunned at this moment, and then showed a somewhat good-looking smile.

"It's really pretty." Ye Wuwu muttered.

Immediately, he smiled awkwardly, and instead of paying attention to the swords on the mountain, he slowly walked down the mountain.

Perhaps it was because he had comprehended too much sword intent, and Ye Wuwu felt that his self today was a little unprecedentedly inflated.

The sound of the sword in the mountains, where is the sound for him, it is clearly to cheer for the arrival of his junior sister.

However, at a height of more than 100 meters, Ye Wuwu swept lightly, and his figure fell down and landed in front of Lu Caiwei.

He looked at his terrifying junior sister, and was about to speak, but he didn't speak.

Ye Wuwu originally thought that he would be the first to go up the mountain to try it, even if he didn't gain anything, he would have some experience, and then he would talk to his junior sister to ensure that the two of them could get the sword at least one person, and it would not be a loss for the trip.

But now, it seems that it is not necessary.

After all, the entire Sword Mountain was trembling gently at the moment, just to welcome his junior sister.

But after thinking about it, Ye Wuwu still spoke.

"Plus...... Sword...... ...... days"

The sound of the sword was so loud that it completely covered Ye Wuwu's voice for a while, and Lu Caiwei couldn't really hear it.

The young female swordsman frowned at this moment, and then looked over Ye Wuwu, looked at the sword mountain, and said coldly.

"Don't make a noise."

The sound of the sword roaring all over the mountain suddenly closed down at this moment, and there was no sound at all.

Ye Wuwu was already shocked, he looked at his junior sister, and then at the shock value that had been increasing, and there was an indescribable wry smile in his eyes.

Outside that "gate", Ye Yin, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Mountain Villa, was already stiff at the moment, and he stood there for a long time without moving.

The old man surnamed Song finally stopped sitting there drinking tea at this moment, but stood up suddenly, staring at Lu Caiwei who was still at the foot of the mountain with two eyes.

A huge sword intent overflowed from his body, but it was only for a moment before it calmed down again.

Ye Yin sensed the situation of Song Lao behind him, and finally turned around at this moment, glanced at the other party, and then frowned.

"Old Song, grasp your own breath, if something goes wrong again, even the gods can't save you."

Song Lao snorted disdainfully, but still restored his body's qi to calm as usual, and then retorted.

"If something really goes wrong, I'll kill a few immortals first, and it's enough."

His tone was extremely disdainful, as if killing a few immortals was just a trivial matter for him.

Ye Yin frowned and didn't say anything more to the old man.

Such words that can be called Zhu Xian, Ye Wuwu and Lu Caiwei have never heard them because they are within the barrier.

The three village owners and the two elders next to him seemed to know something, and their expressions were mostly calm.

Only Ning Shixia's eyes trembled at this moment.

This was the first time she sensed Song Lao's breath, and it was also the first time she had heard him say such words.

Song Lao in front spoke again at this moment, and his tone was obviously a little more confused.

"What is this Nizi's identity? Even if it is a congenital sword fetus, it should not be able to cause such a big sensation, tsk, ten thousand swords roar together, the old man who really watched it was a little excited, if it wasn't for the bad shot, he would have to compare with this girl. ”

No one answered his words, for they did not know.

……

"Senior sister, come on, although this sword mountain looks like a back garden to you, you still have to be careful, I just wanted you to take a first-grade spirit sword, but now it seems that it is at least a famous sword."

"Exaggeration, it's not impossible to have a heavenly sword, but I don't know if there is anything here, I asked the owner before, and the owner didn't reply, if you have the opportunity, see if there is a heavenly sword, take a handful back."

Ye Wuwu kept saying, Lu Caiwei kept listening, nodding from time to time, like a chicken pecking rice.

She suddenly spoke, her eyes looking at Ye Wuwu.

"Senior brother, what color do you like?"

"Huh?"

Ye Wuwu obviously didn't react.

"I mean, what color sword do you like?"

(End of chapter)