Chapter Twenty-Five: Here Comes the Sword!
Seeing Wen Xiangyi's appearance, Qin Hao couldn't help but sneer, "Senior Sister Wen is ready?" The sword of Ten Thousand Swords Pool is not something that anyone can get. ”
Before, he came to the Ten Thousand Sword Pool with confidence to choose a sword, who would have thought that there was no sword willing to recognize the Lord!
Wen Xiangyi is just a five-spirit root qualification, and it took the shit luck to win the top of the sect, he doesn't believe that there can be a sword to choose her!
Wen Xiangyi didn't bother to argue with him, and walked directly to the giant stone tablet, "Let's start." ”
Qin Hao sneered, and was about to take this opportunity to say a few more words, when the corner of his eye noticed that Ling Lan was looking at her meaningfully while touching his natal sword, so he shut up stupidly.
He also walked to the stone tablet, recited the spell and drew a few tedious and strange runes with the spiritual power void, and sent the runes into the stone tablet.
Wen Xiangyi silently observed the rune, and as soon as his mind remembered it, he heard Ling Lan's voice enter the secret, "Don't remember it's useless, this formation is different every time it is activated, otherwise how could you send a disciple to open the door and choose the sword." ”
"Okay." Wen Xiangyi felt a little pity.
At this time, a dazzling light burst out from the stele, and then the lines on it also lit up, and those lights kept flowing, and finally converged in a groove under the stele.
"Put your hands in." Qin Hao said coldly, looking reluctant.
Wen Xiangyi put his hand into the glowing groove, and as soon as he calmed down, he felt a feeling of being watched by thousands of people.
No, to be precise, it should be Wan Jian, all the swords are looking at her, their eyes are full of measurement, as if they are deciding whether to choose her as the master.
Wen Xiangyi closed his eyes and took the initiative to cast his breath, come on! Pick me!
The air became quiet, and the other four people all stared at the Ten Thousand Swords Pool to see if there would be a sword selection that would be suitable for the warmth.
However, until the light on the stone tablet dissipated, the Ten Thousand Swords Pool did not make a sound.
Qin Hao finally couldn't help it, and directly mocked loudly, "Senior Sister Wen, it seems that the sword in the Ten Thousand Swords Pool doesn't look down on you, so let's go back and forge one yourself!" ”
Wen Xiangyi didn't speak, his good-looking brows frowned, not because he felt embarrassed, but because he was very confused.
Just now, she obviously felt that there were many swords that resonated with her, and wanted to choose her as the master, but at the critical moment, those swords suddenly stopped ringing, as if they were suppressed by a mysterious force.
What's going on?
Pressed down by her cannon fodder index?
Seeing this, the corners of Su Yuning's lips were secretly hooked, she sighed and showed a regretful expression, and comforted softly, "Senior Sister Wen, don't be sad, maybe the sword here is not suitable for you." ”
Wen Xiangyi ignored her, looked at Qin Hao and said, "I'm going to try again." ”
Qin Hao sneered, "Senior Sister Wen, it's the same if you try again, don't waste time." ”
Su Yuning also responded, "Senior Sister Wen, don't force it when you hit it, why don't you go to Xianfang to forge a sword." ”
Ling Lan couldn't listen anymore, and glanced at the two of them with a cold face, "Can you shut up?" ”
Qin Hao couldn't afford to offend Ling Lan, so he didn't dare to speak, Su Yuning showed an aggrieved expression, and looked at Ling Lan pitifully, "Senior Brother Ling, although it hurts a little to say this, judging from the situation in front of you, Senior Sister Wen was indeed not chosen by the sword. ”
Ling Lan was about to speak, but suddenly felt the sword on his waist vibrate, not only his sword, but also the rest of the people.
The faces of several people changed, and before they could figure out what was happening, the stele suddenly burst out with an even more dazzling light.
In an instant, the wind suddenly rose, the resentful spirits flew wantonly, and the ten thousand swords in the land where the sword was hidden rang out! A powerful coercion poured into the mountains and seas, and the roar was deafening!
Suddenly! An ice-blue light flew from afar, flying straight towards the location of the stone tablet, and if you look closely, it is a sword with a slender ice blue sword body!
Is that......
In the original book, Su Yuning's natal sword breaks through the clouds!
Wen Xiangyi was happy at first, if Poyun chose her, the cannon fodder value would definitely be reduced by several points!
She stretched out her hand, about to catch Broken Cloud, but the next second, her face changed.
Wrong!
It wasn't her who Cloud Breaking Sword chose!
The Cloud Breaking Sword did resonate with her a little before, but I don't know for what reason, it suddenly disappeared.
If she wasn't chosen, then why did she fly over?
Wen Xiangyi subconsciously glanced back at Su Yuning.
I saw her touching the bracelet on her wrist, and there was a faint excitement flashing in her eyes.
Damn it! Wen Xiangyi cursed in his heart, why didn't he think of Su Yuning's purpose for coming here?
It must have been the goldfinger bracelet that guided her to grab the sword!
At this time, the Cloud Breaking Sword was already getting closer and closer to them, and it was clearly flying in the direction of Su Yuning.
The other three also sensed that something was wrong, and looked at Su Yuning with surprise on their faces.
Ling Lan's brows furrowed, and he cast a puzzled expression at Wen Xiangyi.
Wen Xiangyi clenched his fists, his mind was a mess, if he succeeded in letting Su Yuning get the Cloud Breaking Sword, his cannon fodder value might also be affected.
And her home field, how can she let Su Yuning pretend to be forced?
Thinking of this, Wen Xiangyi was full of aura in his hand and slammed it towards the groove in the stone tablet!
With a click, a crack suddenly appeared on the giant stone tablet.
Light burst out from the crack in an instant, and she stood in the wind, suddenly feeling a powerful resonance, and called out sharply with a feeling in her heart, "Sword!" ”
The cold voice instantly echoed in the air, and when the words fell, the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pool fell silent, and even the Cloud Breaking Sword stopped in mid-air.
After a few moments, all the swords moved again, but this time it wasn't a battle of swords, but a sign of fear, something they were afraid of!
Ye Yunsheng also felt the fear conveyed by his natal sword, and his heart was suddenly shocked, what the hell is going on?
At this time, the Cloud Breaking Sword flew over again, but this time it was not heading in the direction of Su Yuning, but aimed at Wen Xiangyi.
Wen Xiangyi looked at the Cloud Breaking Sword, his eyes overflowed with awe-inspiring murderous aura, this kind of sword that has changed its master again and again is like a disloyal courtier around the emperor, what's the use of coming? It's better to break!
Just when the Cloud Breaking Sword was about to fall into Wen Xiangyi's hands, he heard a sharp sound in the distance, and a pitch-black light flew out of Sen Sen's white bones!
Although it was far away, it was extremely fast, and in an instant, it was walking side by side with the Cloud Breaking Sword.
Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened, there are two ancient swords, and they want to choose Wen Xiangyi as the master?
However, an accident happened in the next second, and I saw that the sword flying up behind made a sharp sound, and then slammed into the ground in front of Wen Xiangyi.
Immediately after, a crisp clicking sound came into everyone's ears, and the Cloud Breaking Sword next to it suddenly broke into several pieces in mid-air, and finally fell to the bottom of the Ten Thousand Swords Pool!