One step, two steps, three steps

Wei Changfeng stepped up the steps step by step and walked towards the Thousand Blades Peak.

The peak is not very high, but it is very steep and difficult to walk, and the peak slopes to the east, and from a distance it looks like a giant sword stuck diagonally in the earth!

The strange rocks on the mountain peak were craggy and grassy, and with Wei Changfeng's footsteps, he walked through a hundred steps with difficulty, and a sword appeared between the mountains and rocks on the left and right sides.

Almost all types of swords, such as long swords, short swords, thin swords, great swords, and heavy swords, can be seen here, but they are all not newly forged without exception, some are rusty, some are damaged, and some are buried in dust, as if they are silently telling the vicissitudes of time.

But none of this can hide the edge of the sword, as well as the murderous and evil aura emitted by a sword weapon!

The aura condensed by hundreds of remnant swords, sharp swords, and blood swords shrouded the Thousand Blades Peak like a substance, making Wei Changfeng, who was walking in it, feel an indescribable huge pressure.

He felt that every step he took up became extremely difficult, and his divine soul will seemed to be cut by one after another fierce sword qi, and his muscles twitched in pain, his eyes turned black, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.

There was a voice in his head telling Wei Changfeng not to move forward.

As long as you go back, you will be restored to normal, and you will not suffer such suffering again.

Such a situation. Wei Changfeng didn't expect it at all.

He never expected it. The sword mound is so terrifying!

And yet here it is. Wei Changfeng has no way back, and he must not give up.

He had already understood that Xie Fang regarded the qualification of the sword mound to choose the sword as a reward given to him, and I am afraid that it contained the deep meaning of the test, if he chose to give up or did not find a suitable sword for himself, it was estimated that he would never be able to officially worship the other party's door again.

This kind of realization made Wei Changfeng grit his teeth and persevere.

Step by step, he moved upward, his gaze constantly scanning left and right. Find the right sword for you!

Under the invisible coercion of the sword mound, it was obviously a simple action, but Wei Changfeng was extraordinarily difficult to do, and the true qi in his body was consumed extremely quickly, and he was sweaty and heavy in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the tenacity of his divine soul, I'm afraid it would have collapsed long ago!

Suddenly, a long sword stuck between two rocks came into Wei Changfeng's eyes.

A third of the sword was pierced into the mud, and its size and body were larger than that of a normal longsword, somewhere between a longsword and a greatsword. So it's quite special.

The hilt was bare, devoid of any ornamentation, and the surface was stained with blood that had long since dried up. It looks very dirty, and I don't know how long it has been in the sword mound.

But its blade was still sharp and clean, only glowing with a faint layer of blood.

I don't know why, seeing this long sword, Wei Changfeng's heart beat suddenly, and all his attention was instantly focused on it.

Intuition told Wei Changfeng that this was exactly the sword he was looking for!

At this time, Wei Changfeng had just stepped up the thirty-seventh stone step of the first layer of the Sword Shrine, and he was about to lose his breath, so he turned around without thinking and walked towards the selected long sword.

The location where this long sword was located was only about ten steps away from the mountain road, but in Wei Changfeng's senses, it seemed to be thousands of miles away, and it took a lot of energy to get out of each step.

He even felt that the coercion condensed by the will of the entire Thousand Blades Peak Sword Shrine was all pressed on his body!

Nine steps, ten steps, eleven steps!

When Wei Changfeng took the eleventh step, he walked to a position within reach of the long sword.

Then he clearly saw the two small characters engraved on the hilt of the sword.

Slay the evil!

Slash the Evil Sword!

Wei Changfeng took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of his sword.

Airplanes~

The blade shuddered suddenly, and let out a low roar, as if a sleeping beast had been awakened.

The next moment, a scorching aura poured out from the sword body, penetrating the palm holding the hilt of the sword in an instant, and pouring into his body along his right arm!

The blood on Wei Changfeng's body was ignited in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be placed in a furnace of flames, instinctively urging Qianyang True Qi to resist this invading force.

Even regardless of the potential of the True Yang Inner Dan, he unleashed the potential of the True Yang Inner Dan!

As his cultivation strength was forcibly promoted to the high level of Qi Condensation, the muscles on his body bulged, his face turned blood-red, and the green tendons writhed under the epiderma, showing a bit of hideousness!

"Hey!"

When Wei Changfeng exhilarated the True Dan Wei Energy to the extreme, he roared violently, and pulled out this evil sword from the mountain rock with all his strength!

Boom!

The sword roared out of the dragon, and the sword body was red, as if it was burning a raging flame, and the heat spread in all directions!

At the moment when the sword was drawn, the huge pressure on Wei Changfeng was gone, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly and felt connected to his flesh and blood, and he couldn't help but raise his head and howl under the agitation of the true qi in his body!

The whistling sound was incessant, echoing from mountain to mountain for a long time.

What made Wei Changfeng feel unbelievable was that the true qi came out with the whistle, and the true yuan of the Qi Sea Dantian was born in a steady stream, completing the Zhou Tian cycle on its own.

His cultivation realm actually broke through the realm of the first heaven of condensation in one fell swoop and reached the second heaven!

After a few moments, the whistling stopped.

Wei Changfeng held the sword in his hand, and his heart was unspeakably happy.

The Evil Slashing Sword in his hand was half a foot longer than the Clear Shadow Sword he had originally used, the blade was two inches wider, and the weight was at least ten catties.

Most importantly, the sword felt so good that it was made for him.

Wei Changfeng understood that he had found his own sword.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and left with the Evil Slashing Sword, and quickly stepped down the Thousand Blades Peak.

Back in the Sword Pavilion, the gray-clothed old man was still there.

Seeing the Evil Sword in Wei Changfeng's hand, this greedy old guy was obviously taken aback: "Chaoyang Evil Sword? You actually took the Chaoyang Evil Sword!"

Wei Changfeng's heart moved, and he immediately saluted: "The disciple is dull, please ask the seniors for guidance!"

The other party's expression showed that this evil sword was very promising, so he wanted to ask about the origin.

The gray-clothed old man smiled, and quickly rubbed his thumb and index finger of his right hand a few times.

Wei Changfeng was completely speechless.

A greedy person with a desire for profit, he has seen many in his past and present lives, and there are very few people like this old guy, who are naked to the point of shamelessness, and he has to pay for even asking for some news.

And there are no cash tickets!

"Thank you for your advice!"

Although he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, on the surface, Wei Changfeng was still respectful and polite, without losing any courtesy.

There are so many masters and strong people in Yunhai Gate, and the person in front of him who can swagger in and out of the Sword Pavilion and openly ask for bribes from the disciples who hold the Sword Pavilion Order is impossible to say that he has no identity background.

He is just an outer disciple, why should he be offended?

The most important thing is that Wei Changfeng can't see the other party's strength cultivation at all.

"Thanks for what?"

The gray-clothed old man was immediately confused, because he hadn't even told Wei Changfeng Chaoyang the origin of the evil sword.

Wei Changfeng was secretly funny.

He is not a fool, not offending the other party does not mean that he has to be wronged, and the origin of a sword is not a secret related to life and death, so why bother to pay this unjust money?

Besides, if you know the name of the sword, you will inquire slowly in the future, and there will always be others who will know.

So Wei Changfeng didn't bother to grind with the other party, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

Seeing that Wei Changfeng was leaving, the old man in gray finally couldn't hold his breath anymore and stopped: "Boy, this Chaoyang Sword in your hand, only the old man knows the origin, you really don't want to ask?"

Wei Changfeng shook his head: "I don't want to!"

Wei Changfeng refused cleanly, but the gray-clothed old man stared at him helplessly.

"Forget it, seeing that your kid is still polite, the old man will make an exception to introduce you to it for free. ”

The Chaoyang Sword in Wei Changfeng's hand was forged by the Yunhaimen master Yu Xuanji more than a hundred years ago, and spent seven days and seven nights to forge it by himself.

When the sword was formed, the scorching sun was in the air, and when the sword came out, the sword qi was rampant, and he actually killed three evil masters who were lurking near the Yuxuanji Sword House on the spot, intending to snatch the sword!

Therefore, this sword was named the Chaoyang Evil Sword by Yu Xuanji.

When the Chaoyang Slashing Sword came out, it was a top-grade spirit sword, and it had seven masters before and after a hundred years, and the last sword master was Xie Wuxi, a true disciple of Qingying Peak.

Xie Wuxian was one of the top genius sword cultivators in the younger generation of Yunhai Sect at that time, but during a mission to the sect, he was ambushed by the powerhouses of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he was killed after killing seven strong enemies.

Later, although Yunhaimen snatched back the Chaoyang Slashing Sword in time, this high-grade spirit sword was downgraded because of the annihilation of the sword spirit in the fierce battle, and was reduced to a famous seal-level sword weapon, and was finally buried in the sword mound by the seniors of the door together with Xie Wuxi's ashes.

It's been twenty-nine years now!

"The battle back then was extremely tragic, and it also made the Heavenly Demon Sect lose face!"

The gray-clothed old man said lightly: "When the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect were defeated, they once made a blood oath, but whoever holds the Rising Sun Evil Sword is the mortal enemy of the Demon Gate!"

When he said this secret, there was no greed in his eyes, but solemnity and solemnity.

"So now that you know where it came from, are you still willing to take it away from the Sword Shrine?"

"You must know that if you take away the Rising Sun Slashing Evil Sword, you will have to bear this cause and effect!"

"Become the enemy of the Demon Gate!" -

(To be continued......)