Xuan Bingfang is recognized as a casting soldier, the world's divine weapons are out of their hands, from the Xuan Bingfang produced weapons, divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang four grades, it is said that its founding master has created a 'heaven' level of divine soldiers, but later generations of disciples can be out of the right, even forging out the number of 'ground-level" weapons are limited.

And the sword in the hands of the yellow-robed man is very likely to be the heavenly soldier created by the ancestor of the Xuanbing Fang.

When he saw the sword in the hand of the yellow-robed man, he evoked a vague memory in Yun Hao's mind, it seemed that a long, long time ago, there was a swordsman who constantly challenged him, and then he was taught by Yun Hao to be a man again and again, and in the end, what happened to the swordsman Yun Hao couldn't remember.

But Yun Hao still had some impressions of the sword used by the swordsman, it was the one in the hands of the yellow-robed man.

Before, when I saw the yellow-robed man make a move, I knew that he was not a sword cultivator, but he took advantage of it with a high-grade weapon in his hand, and what this person used was not spiritual power or soul power, but the power inspired by it was not trivial to match the power of the sharp weapon in his hand, and Yun Hao did not dare to be careless, so he immediately used the 'Cloud Turning Hand' to send Wanyan Duxue into the Yongdao, and he wanted to concentrate on dealing with this yellow-robed man.

The yellow-robed man didn't even send a few swords to Yun Hao, he was furious, and directly used his trick to press the bottom of the box, only to see the Dao Dao sword light forming a sword net towards Yun Hao.

"Did you make a killing move?" Yun Hao poked out two fingers at this time and plated them with golden light, "Then Benjun also showed you fresh!" ”

Magic Record: Goldfinger!

The sound of "clanging" continued to sound in the tomb, and Yun Hao blocked every sword light with just two fingers.

Seeing that Yun Hao took his trick so easily, the black-robed man was a little flustered, he couldn't figure out that such a sharp attack could be taken, and his fingers were also divine weapons.

This really made the yellow-robed man guess correctly, although Yun Hao's fingers were not divine weapons, the hardness of the gold water plated on them was comparable to the 'heaven-level' weapons of the Xuan Bingfang.

The golden silkworm Ruyi decision that Yun Hao took from Wei Dongbai is a technique for converting metal into gold water and then reshaping it, and in the article on turning stones into gold in the Shentong Record, it records how to refine gold water to strengthen the method.

This strengthened gold water wants

Extremely high, if it weren't for the burning sun fire of the golden crow, Yun Hao would not have spent any effort to refine, but in the process of refining, Yun Hao found that this 'golden soup water' not only consumes a huge amount of gold, but also has a low effect, if you want to attach to the whole body, you are only afraid of gold and silver mountains, so he decisively gave up, refining that bit of gold water is only enough to wrap his fingers.

Yun Hao approached the yellow-robed man step by step at this time, and muttered in his mouth: "If Ben Jun is not bad as expected, not only do you have strength from this black mist, but you also need to use this black mist to continue your life, right?" ”

The people in the yellow robe were stunned, but they said stiffly: "It's nonsense, the widow is the Son of Heaven is the person chosen by God, and the power comes from himself, so why use external forces." ”

Yun Hao sneered: "Don't be strong here, if you take a step towards this black mist pool, you will believe your words, do you dare?" ”

The yellow-robed man looked at Yun Hao, who was approaching step by step, his horror turned into anger, and he raised the sword in his hand to accumulate strength, and then all the black mist in the pool was absorbed by the pores around his body, and then all of it was poured into the sword body.

The originally slender sword immediately skyrocketed several times, forming a magic sword that was pitch black all over, and the yellow-robed man felt that his strength was also rising, and when he reached the apex, he struggled to slash the magic sword towards Yun Hao.

"Boom!" The tremendous force was activated as the sword fell, shaking the entire chamber and causing the turbulence to tear everything in the chamber to pieces, including the coffin containing the corpses.

The black air current, with its violent power, was scorched by the burning sun fire attached to it, and when the turbulence subsided, the yellow-robed man gasped for breath with his sword in both hands, and stared at the unbelievable scene in front of him with his two eyes.

The blade of the sword that slashed with all his strength was firmly clamped by two fingers, but Yun Hao was not injured in the slightest!!

"You're still not human?!" The yellow-robed man said in despair.

Yun Hao said: "You don't know the sword theory and haven't learned the way of the sword, defeat is certain, there shouldn't be anything to be disappointed." ”

The yellow-robed man roared in despair, let go of the sword in his hand and collapsed to the ground, what made him even more desperate was that those black mist disappeared along with Gang's attack.

Looking at the yellow-robed man who was desperately looking for the black mist at the bottom of the dry pool, Yun Hao said, "Why are you pretending to be a tomb

Host. ”

The yellow-robed man also lost half of his majesty at this time, but he still said stiffly: "The widow holding the 'Sword of Heaven' is the real monarch, why do you want to pretend to be someone else?" ”

Yun Hao held the sword in his hand horizontally, and with a slight flick it made a crisp and pleasant sound of the sword, this sword is thin and long and very light, the whole sword is forged from meteoric iron, without unnecessary modification, the biggest feature is that the hilt of the sword is made into the style of a woman when she coils her hair, there is a natural beauty.

"When Benjun saw this sword, it was not called the Sword of the Son of Heaven, but the name was 'Green Silk'. Yun Hao said lightly.

Since ancient times, the sword of the Son of Heaven is more symbolic than practical, and no one will expect the emperor to kill the enemy with a sword, so the sword of the Son of Heaven is generally built very domineering and many decorations, in order to show the majesty and nobility of the imperial power, but none of this 'green silk sword' is in line with the specifications of the Son of Heaven sword.

After searching for the black mist to no avail, the black-robed man sat on the ground like a scoundrel, raised his head and said, "Housheng, if you don't brag, will you die?" You also saw this sword back then, why don't you say that you gave this sword to the Son of Heaven. ”

Yun Hao smiled: "Benjun is not the owner of this sword, how can he give it away?" Therefore, this monarch is even more convinced that even if the owner of this sword wants to give it away, he will never give you such a cowardly egg, and you also have a little bit of the courage that an emperor should have, and you are not worthy of holding such a sword. ”

The yellow-robed man laughed: "If the widow is not the owner of this tomb, how can he be in this tomb?" ”

Yun Hao pointed to the scattered bones and said, "The white bones who knelt here before are the masters of this tomb, and you are just a villain who lives in a burglar room." ”

The yellow-robed man's face changed slightly, and he immediately said: "This tomb has not been opened for a thousand years, so how can you tell me how the widow got here?" ”

This is indeed a problem, judging from the situation of destroying the Nine Dragon Wall just now, it is true that the filthy qi emitted from it cannot be formed in a short period of time, and there are indeed many unreasonable things about this person being able to appear alive in the tomb now.

If this person is not the tomb he entered later, then he was already in it when the tomb was sealed, this tomb has existed for no less than a few hundred years, and the Dao Saint has only extended his life for hundreds of years, and the yellow-robed man does not look like a monk with high cultivation.