The reality is always a little unexpected, but the black long sword that he couldn't hold in the mouth of the Hao Dong hexagram was easily picked up by Su Feng, and because of the words of the Hao Dong hexagram, he fell directly to the bottom because he used too much force.

At this moment, no one in the room believed the words of the Haodong hexagram anymore.

Su Feng grabbed the remnant sword in his hand and looked at the Haodong hexagram with an angry face, looking at the face of the Haodong hexagram that was flushed because of the air in Dou Kui's lifting, his face was bruised, and his face was really embarrassed just now

Luo Tian's eyes were also full of suspicion, and the trace of trust in his eyes when he looked at the Hao Dong Hexagram also disappeared. Waving his hand, Luo Tian said indifferently: "Forget it, let's go!"

"Hmph, I'll spare you today. Next time, report directly to the commander and dismantle your shop!"

Dou Kui threw away the Flying Winter Hexagram and turned around and walked out, and Su Feng was even more honest and unceremoniously and directly threw the black remnant sword towards the Burning Winter Hexagram. Who knew that when the Remnant Sword wanted to fly by himself, his face changed greatly, and he hid to the side with a "Mom" sound.

Bang dang!

Rumble!

In the smoke and dust, the wolf crawled out of it, and then saw Luo Tian and the others who were stunned.

Seeing the stunned Luo Tian, it seemed that the winter hexagram had already been prepared, and muttered while coughing lightly: "I just said that this sword is weird, you still don't believe it, look at it, my wall is going to be repaired again!"

Luo Tian squinted at Su Feng and asked, "You want to kill him?"

"I didn't use my strength at all, and he didn't look at his color, so he deserved me to make a move?" Su Feng looked at Luo Tian with an expression on his face that you are insulting me.

Su Feng didn't exert any force, and the walls of this tower harbor were obviously very hard materials. But just now, Su Feng threw a light throw and smashed a big hole into the wall, and those tortoise-like cracks at the edge spread and almost filled the entire wall.

This is definitely not low!

It wasn't Su Feng's intention, so where did this absolute strength come from?

"Is that the sword?" Luo Tian's eyes stared at the black sword in the center of the crack and the pit, his eyes flashing with suspicion.

The grievances on the face of the Hao Dong Hexagram and the sleek face made it even more pitiful.

"Believe me, I'm not lying! You see that this wall won't be faked, you can ask him! Ask him!" said the Haodong hexagram and pointed to Su Feng, who was hanging high on the side, with a look of seeing a savior.

Su Feng glanced at the Haodong hexagram with disdain, and said in an unhappy tone: "It's my business, I can only say that I really just threw it at random just now, and I definitely didn't use any force." Or maybe this guy's wall is cutting corners!"

Cutting corners on the walls of Tower Harbor?

I'm afraid no one believes Su Feng's last sentence, this explanation is too strong. But it is also equivalent to agreeing with the words of the Haodong hexagram, but there are some problems with this sword.

"I'll try," Luo Tian said, walking towards the sword.

Whew――

Standing in front of the sword, Luo Tian took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his left hand, and a spiritual power was transmitted to the palm, and then Luo Tian wanted to hold the hilt of the sword. Metallic cold to the hand, the hilt is sleek without the slightest slippery feeling and gives a solid touch, but it will be good to give the sword wielder a good touch with the touch.

The spiritual power sent out a black remnant sword like a stone sinking into the sea, which made Luo Tian's brows furrow slightly. Generally speaking, monks holding the Xuanjian need to instill spiritual power into the Xuanjian, and only by instilling spiritual power can the special effect of the magic circle on the Xuanjian be triggered, and the sword body will be more tenacious and sharp.

After the spiritual power is input, the Xuanjian will respond to the spiritual power, that is, it will form a circuit with the veins in Luo Tian's body, and the two can echo each other in order to exert the power to the extreme. But the black remnant sword didn't respond, it felt like this black sword was actually a very ordinary black iron sword.

A sword that cannot respond to a monk cannot be called a sword at all.

"Could it be an ordinary iron sword in the mortal iron shop?" Luo Tian thought so, and took a deep look at the cracks on the wall, the sword that can cause such destructive power could be an ordinary iron sword? Thinking about Luo Tian is a little incredible.

With a slight force, the black remnant sword did not move

Luo Tian didn't think it was because the remnant sword was too tightly embedded in the wall, so he added half of his strength. After all, Su Feng's experience is in front of him, and he doesn't want to fall to the ground without an image.

The feeling of solidity in his hand made Luo Tian stunned, and the black remnant sword was still motionless.

It's half of the strength again, and Luo Tian has already used his own strength to draw the sword. However, the black remnant sword was still motionless, and in the eyes of others, Luo Tian held the hilt of the sword like that, and then the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

Slowly, the people in the room were not talking, silently looking at Luo Tian who was holding the hilt of the sword.

Time passed imperceptibly, and Luo Tian always maintained the posture of holding the sword. The only change was that the faces of the people in the room also became solemn, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Luo Tian's forehead.

"Huh"

After half a sound, Luo Tian let go of his right hand holding the long sword and gasped slightly.

Ten percent of the strength, Luo Tian's eyes were full of horror.

The monk himself did not know how much stronger than mortals because of his cultivation. Not to mention the Contemplation Cultivator, even the spiritual cultivation of the Spirit Realm has great power under the full force. What's more, it's a contemplative monk like Luo Tian?

Ten percent of the strength is not to say that it is a sword, but a mountain can be lifted as long as there is no accident.

But the reality is that Luo Angel did his best, but the black remnant sword did not move.

"How did you get this sword?" Luo Tian looked at the Yao Dong hexagram with a serious expression.

The Hao Dong Hexagram wanted to promote business, and now seeing that Luo Tian was finally interested, he was naturally endless. From how he traveled abroad, to how he occasionally found a foreign tribe, how he used some ordinary wound medicine to exchange this sword from which immigrant tribe, to how he used storage space to bring it back to Zhendong City because he couldn't pick it up, and so on.

Luo Tian's eyes flashed, and he looked at the Haodong hexagram and asked, "Those strangers are using this sword?"

"Well, I once suspected that this sword could only be used by foreigners," said the eyes of the Aodong Hexagram and glanced at Su Feng with a strange expression.

"Fuck your uncle, you are a foreigner!" Su Feng glared at the winter hexagram viciously, the mood of the other party who was already unhappy was even more unhappy now, if it weren't for Luo Tian's persistence, I am afraid that he would have been hit by a wind blade.

"Su Feng, do you think about how you used this sword just now?" Luo Tian seemed to have caught something, and asked Su Feng uncertainly.

Su Feng was puzzled: "It's just like that ordinary thing?

After the small half pillar of incense, Su Feng sat on the ground with a confused face and panted: "It's evil, it's easy to pick it up just now."

Luo Tian watched Su Feng step forward, and then slowly pulled out the remnant sword under the shocked gaze of everyone, and with a slight twist in his hand, it was a sword flower, and the blade of the remnant sword slashed through the air in the rotation, and the sound of rubbing and cutting was intimidating in the cold light.

"This" Everyone looked at each other and didn't know why, Luo Tian obviously couldn't pick it up just now.

Luo Tian looked at Su Feng's depressed face, and said with a smile: "It's not that everyone can't hold this sword, but that everyone holds the sword in the wrong way." Su Feng, think about how you felt when you picked it up for the first time."

"First time" Su Feng thought confusedly, and then saw Luo Tian's right hand holding the sword, and his expression changed and exclaimed: "You don't need spiritual power to establish a spiritual power circuit!"

"That's right!" Luo Tian looked at the sword in his hand with a smile on his face, waving it and exclaiming: "It's really a magical sword!"

The Aodong Hexagram is not an idiot, after the conversation between Su Feng and Luo Tian, he still doesn't understand the subtlety. It's just that he never thought before that he couldn't hold the long sword because he had been following the habitual thinking of the monks holding the sword, and the monk naturally had to establish a connection with the sword before the long sword. It is precisely because of the need to establish a connection that the spiritual power is fed into the sword body, resulting in the person holding the sword being unable to hold the long sword.

From this point alone, this black remnant sword is full of weirdness.

It was as if the sword had been designed and forged by someone who specialized in guarding people with no spiritual powers, and that it had been treated in some way so that the monk could not use the sword at all.

"I want this sword, you can tell me a price!" Luo Tian directly put the remnant sword into the storage space, and this piece just entered the space of me. Luo Tian felt his breath sink down, and it seemed that he was instantly blessed with ten thousand catties of great power. At the same time, Luo Tian found that the speed of the spiritual power between the meridians in his body was also slower than usual, only one-third of the usual speed.

If, before, it was a rushing river. It was now a mudflow with a lot of sediment, and it couldn't be moved quickly. Even if it is forcibly urged at any cost, the loss is more than three times more than usual.

Luo Tian quietly glanced at the winter hexagram and asked indifferently, "Didn't you let go of this sword in the storage space?"

The Hao Dong Hexagram was thinking about what kind of price was the most suitable, so that Luo Tian could not be offended and could make a move at the most expensive price, and when he heard Luo Tian's question, he didn't care and said casually: "I brought it back with a ring and put it on the wall, and I haven't touched it again."

Luo Tian nodded quietly, and then thought of the wonderful use of this strange remnant sword. However, now that there are many people, it is inconvenient for him to experiment, so he can only wait until he returns to the courtyard to be in Shiyàn.

"Five Thousand Blackstone Coins" hesitated for a moment, and the Bright Winter Hexagram gave his own price.

However, even he himself was a little hesitant about this price.

Five thousand blackstone coins is not a cheap price, and if you buy other spiritual treasures, the amount is quite amazing. Even those powerhouses in the Transformation God Realm would probably not spend such a large amount of blackstone coins lightly.

Without Luo Tian to speak, Dou Kui on the side shouted angrily: "Aodong Hexagram, don't you want to live anymore? Five thousand black stone coins, all of your shops have arrived, I'm afraid you don't have three thousand black stone coins, right?"

"Isn't this and this still negotiable?" said the Aodong hexagram with an embarrassed sneer.

Luo Tian squinted his eyes and glanced lazily at the Hao Dong hexagram, pouted, stretched out a finger, and looked at the Hao Dong hexagram lightly. Seeing this, Dou Kui hurriedly leaned into Luo Tian's ear and said, "Brother Luo, a thousand is too much! Although this sword is peculiar, it is useless to our monks. I don't think a hundred blackstone coins are too much, which is obviously in the "

Before Dou Kui finished speaking, Luo Tian shook his head lightly to stop the other party from continuing, looking at the Hao Dong Hexagram and refusing: "A black dragon treasure jade, I have all the things in your shop!

"What?"

"Black Dragon Jewel"

"Brother Luo, did I hear it wrong?"