With Han Jing's current strength, if he tried to reforge the sword spirit of the Yan Huang Sword, he would die a hundred times if he tried ten times?

In this way, doesn't it mean that once he tries, he will definitely die, and he will be completely scattered?

And there is only one chance to try this......

Hearing such words, Han Jingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

......

"The realms in the Tomb of the Living Dead are all messy and false, if you count them according to the truth outside the realm, Han Jing is just the real Yang realm now......

Under the ancient tree, the old man pondered his beard, his face was extremely solemn: "How can he withstand the coercion of the Yanhuang Sword, such a strength to reforge the sword spirit is really just a dead end!"

"Or, can we give him more time?" Fairy Yunfan stood behind the old man and said softly, "It's enough surprise that he can get the approval of the Sword Slave!

"Yes......" nodded, the old man turned around and looked at Fairy Yunfan, and asked, "It's just...... Before he succeeds in reforging the sword spirit, are you and I going to tell him the truth?"

Hearing this, Fairy Yunfan was silent!

She brought Han Jing here to ask Han Jing to be tested, so as to prove whether she was qualified to know the truth of this piece of world.

Now it seems that she herself is in a hurry!

Since she hinted that Han Jing had the so-called truth here, and had already brought Han Jing here to accept the test of the sword slave, then Han Jing's heart must have eager curiosity and eagerness!

If Han Jing couldn't reforge the sword spirit after all now and retreated, he would actually have buried a trace of demonic obstacles in his martial arts path after that!

This trace of demonic obstacle is because Han Jing has failed here, and at the same time, because Han Jing's eagerness will make Han Jing too eager in many things, including penance, so it can easily lead Han Jing into a nightmare where he can't reach it quickly.

Thinking of this, Fairy Yunfan couldn't help but bow slightly, and said, "It's me who didn't think about it......"

But at this moment, she and the old man looked in that direction almost at the same time.

"What ......"

"This son is dying?"

......

"Interesting!"

Han Jing smiled, his eyes were full of perseverance: "I just lack a good sword!"

"What? you're going to try?" Hearing this, Yixing gasped and instinctively took a half step back.

"Han Jing, you will die!"

"All of us will truly perish, completely extinction!"

"Yes, new lord, you still have time!

"One chance, only one chance! And your strength is so weak now, how can you succeed?"

All of a sudden, almost all of the fourteen sword slaves took one or two steps forward, looking at Han Jing with puzzlement, dissatisfaction, or concern, hoping that Han Jing could change his attention.

But Han Jing was still smiling, and his resolute eyes were even hotter: "You shouldn't have sued me for reforging the sword spirit! And since you sued me for this, do you think I still have room to retreat?"

"This ......"

In a word, one star and others woke up suddenly!

In fact, they were all once strong, and they were absolutely strong in the way of the sword, so they all had their own sword spirit clones.

Therefore, they also know an iron law - when a warrior conceives and forges his own sword spirit clone, he needs indomitable courage and a firm and persistent sword heart, once such courage and sword spirit are shaken, he will not be able to have his own sword spirit clone for the rest of his life!

"I have no way back!"

Looking at them, Han Jing's white shirt flew up, and there was a long shadow in the setting sun: "If this qiē is a dream, I just want to wake up early!"

After asking these words, Han Jing stretched out his arms and looked around: "Don't you want to leave here? Don't you want to end the life of the sword slave? This time is actually my only chance, but what about you? Isn't it also the only chance?"

Yixing lowered his head, and drops of cold sweat kept slipping down.

He couldn't figure out whether it was his own negligence or the play of providence that forced both himself and Han Jing into such a terrible desperate situation.

The other sword slaves also bowed their heads.

They have been sword slaves for too long, too long, so they have long longed to end their current life, to end the game that was originally just nothing.

It was this desire that made them talk about reforging the sword spirit without noticing for a while, but they ignored that iron law because of this.

"Don't worry!"

But Han Jing didn't seem to have too much solemnity and worry, and still smiled: "I can't wait!

Such a smile is full of boundless confidence!

It was as if the test he was about to undergo and what he was going to do was just child's play!

......

At the same time, on the mountain peak outside Lincang City, a lightning-like figure suddenly appeared, and disappeared on the battlements of Lincang City in the next moment.

On the other side, the shadow under the big tree in the sky also moved frantically, like thunder, rushing out in a certain direction.

These two figures were none other than Huo Wu and Blue Soul, and when they returned to the meeting hall of the Han Mansion, Baili Yi was already waiting here.

"He can't do it, he's going to fail!"

"He needs strength!"

"Then we'll give him the strength, give him the strength he needs!"

......

There is really no way out!

Once Han Jing didn't try to reforge the Sword Spirit at this moment, then he would never be able to reforge the Sword Spirit again in his life!

"We, there is no way back!" Yixing looked very weak, and his voice was also weak: "We have recognized Han Jing as the new master, then the new master will always be him! This is the contract we made with that person at the beginning! It cannot be changed!"

"Yes......" sighed, the curvaceous woman was also very frustrated, and said: "Even if there is another person with inheritance qualifications in this world, Han Jing has become the only choice!"

"What should I do?"

"Is there still a choice?"

After a while, Yixing seemed to have become more vicissitudes and decay in this short period of time, looking at Han Jing who was standing proudly on the city wall in the distance, and showed a smile: "Or maybe this is fate!

For the last time, indeed!

If you succeed, you will be reincarnated and reborn in the future!

If you fail, it might be a good thing to end this boring game!

What's more, everyone really has no choice!

......

On the city wall, Han Jing quietly looked at the streets and scenes in the Yunfan Palace.

Without the prosperity he had ever seen, without the traffic and the buzz of people, he had not even seen a bird!

What nothingness is this, what horror is this?

The Yunfan Star Domain and the Yunfan Palace, which I had known deeply in my previous life, were they really just dreams?

There is no answer.

Or maybe the answer has already appeared behind Han Jing.

Watching ......

A loud noise suddenly came, and Han Jing immediately retracted his heavenly sense, turned around and saw a spectacular and strange scene.

It was the fourteen sword slaves, the fourteen stars of Yanhuang, and at this moment they actually returned to the appearance of the statue again, and at the same time, fourteen rays of light burst out from the top of the statue in unison, piercing the sky!

Above the sky, because of these fourteen rays of light, the wind and clouds also surged, and then layers of huge and gorgeous whirlpools finally took shape and gradually became larger......

Then a golden light shone like a god, and landed!

After Guanghua, it is the tip of the sword!

The blade of the sword......

Sword hilt!

Yan Huang Sword, appear!