The sword idiot stopped moving, and among the many sword cultivators, a middle-aged man flew high, he came to the sword idiot, bowed to the sword idiot, and said: "Sword idiot, I am the eighth sword slave of my lord to sit down, I will spread the word on behalf of the master, do you want to listen?"

This middle-aged man is also one of the sword slaves, and the master he is talking about is the heroic sword in the sword tomb.

The sword idiot clenched Ye Luo's sword, and after a while, he nodded and said: "The old man has been in retreat for five hundred years, and he only realized this style of sword move, the old man doesn't believe it, this style is not perfect!

At this time, there was already anger in the words of the sword idiot, he had been in the sword tomb for many years, and had created more than 300 sword moves, but every time he went to draw the sword with confidence, he would be defeated by the phantom of the heroic sword.

The sword move that the sword idiot Fang just performed was called Falling Leaves, he had been in retreat for five hundred years before he created this style, and now he was defeated by the heroic sword, how could he be willing.

"Sword idiot, your sword move, take the meaning of falling leaves and returning to the roots, where is the root of your leaves?"

"The root of the old man is himself, and the fallen leaves return to the root and return to himself!"

"Fallen leaves have no roots. The middle-aged man softly spat out four words.

"Fallen leaves have no roots!" After hearing this, the sword idiot froze in place, he repeated these four words, and after a long time, the leaf falling sword in his hand fell.

"The old man is defeated, I am willing to be a sword slave!" The sword idiot bowed several times towards the hero's sword, and fell to the ground, refusing to stand up.

The old man's fallen Ye Luo Sword roared incessantly, surrounding the sword idiot's side, and seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with the sword idiot's behavior.

"My sword heart is broken, and I am not qualified to dance with you again!Old slave sword idiot, meet the master!" The sword idiot did not pay attention to Ye Luojian's protest, but knelt down against the hero sword again.

In the heroic sword, a sky-high sword intent came out, enveloping the sword idiot, and the sword idiot's body was suddenly stunned.

"Thank you master for the name, the old man will still be a sword idiot from now on!" the sword idiot slowly stood up.

Ye Luojian kept circling around his insistent body, and after a few breaths, it flew straight up and rushed into the sword tomb, its body was broken into two halves in an instant, and an excellent sword was shattered.

"It's a pity! Such a psychic sword is willing to be broken and does not want to see its master as a slave. Cheng Yun couldn't help but shake his head, Ye Luojian shattered himself after the sword idiot became the sword slave of the hero sword, which shows that this sword is extremely psychic.

"Sword slave, see Sword Idiot!"

"Sword Three, see Sword Idiot!"

"Sword Six, see Sword Idiot-sama!"

After the sword idiot became a hero sword slave, about 10,000 of these tens of thousands of monks bowed to the sword idiot, and they were all sword slaves of the hero sword like the sword idiot.

"The sword idiot has such attainments in the way of the sword!" Cheng Yun heard a monk next to him talking about the sword idiot becoming a sword slave, Cheng Yun didn't know much about the things in the sword tomb, and he paid attention to what these monks were talking about.

A few hours after the sword idiot became a sword slave, the sword idiot sat down cross-legged again, and his position was not far from the hero sword.

At this time, the discussion of sword cultivators in the sword tomb was also gradually decreasing, and Cheng Yun knew from the discussion of these monks why the sword idiot was so shaken after becoming a sword slave.

The Dao cultivated by sword cultivators is different from ordinary monks, although their cultivation realm is no different from that of ordinary monks, but what can truly represent the strength of sword cultivation is their sword path realm.

There are three sword realms, heaven, earth, mortal, and the sword cultivation in the world, most of them have not even reached the realm of mortal swords, such sword cultivation has not yet entered in the way of swords, and only when the realm of swords reaches mortal swords, it can be regarded as real sword cultivation.

Where the sword is above, it is the earth sword, and the sword realm reaches the earth sword, which is extremely terrifying and extremely strong sword cultivation, even if the cultivation is not as good as people, it can also fight beyond the ranks, as long as it has a sword in hand, it is invincible.

The highest level of the realm of the sword is the Heavenly Sword, but the people who have reached this realm have not yet appeared in the wilderness, and the legend of the Heavenly Sword has also been passed down for countless years in the wilderness.

The sword slave of the hero sword has no less than 10,000 people, once it becomes its slave, it is immortal and immortal, unless the hero sword is broken one day, otherwise its sword slave will not really die.

The sword cultivators who came to the sword tomb were either impressed by the heroic sword and were willing to become its slaves, or they became the sword slaves of the heroic sword in order to obtain the immortal power of the sword slaves, since ancient times, there have been as many as 10,000 sword slaves of the heroic sword.

If you want to become a sword slave of the hero sword, the sword realm needs to be a mortal sword, and the sword cultivation of the mortal sword realm, after becoming a sword slave, they will lose their freedom and can only be within the range of the hero sword, and at the same time, they can also perceive the supreme sword path hidden in the hero sword, and comprehend the higher kendo realm.

This kind of sword slaves, without names, are collectively called sword slaves, and as many as ninety percent of the sword slaves in the sword grave are like this.

Sword Dao cultivation is the sword slave who has reached the earth sword, and the status is much higher than that of the sword slave in the mortal sword realm, they can retain their sanity, and they can borrow part of the power of the hero sword, this kind of sword slave, according to the strength of their sword cultivation, is named by numbers in turn, and the sword eight who talked to the sword idiot before is one of them.

In the wilderness, there are countless sword cultivators, although it is extremely difficult to become a sword cultivator in the earth sword realm, but over the years, there are still many sword cultivators who have stepped into this realm.

There are many monks in the realm of the earth sword who cannot step into the realm of the heavenly sword in their lifetime, but their sword cultivation is already unfathomable, and there are countless sword cultivators who are stronger than the ordinary earth sword realm, this kind of sword cultivation can be regarded as the strongest sword cultivation in the wilderness, the sword idiot, tens of thousands of years ago, has reached the realm of the earth sword, and the sword cultivation in the wilderness surpasses him, less than ten people.

A strong sword cultivator like a sword idiot can retain his name after becoming a sword slave, and at the same time, he will also retain his sanity, and every hundred years, he will have a year to move freely, and on weekdays, he only needs to be within the range of the hero sword.

In the sword tomb, in addition to the sword idiot, there are still five sword cultivators who retain their names, and the cultivation of these five people is unfathomable, and each of them can be famous outside.

"What about immortality and immortality, a sword cultivator without a sword heart has stepped into the Heavenly Sword Realm, and he is just a walking corpse, besides, once he becomes a sword slave, no matter how advanced his sword cultivation is, it is impossible to have a glimmer of hope to spy on the Heavenly Sword Realm!"

Cheng Yun heard the words of a sword cultivator who seemed to be disdainful and jealous, although Cheng Yun was not a sword cultivator, he also knew that the words of this sword cultivator were true.

After becoming a sword slave, the sword heart was broken, and when the sword idiot broke the sword heart, his saber Ye Luojian sensed the change of the master and blocked it several times, but the sword idiot still insisted on becoming the sword slave of the hero sword, and Ye Luojian did not want to become the sword of the sword cultivator who lost the sword heart, so it was broken.

"There is not a single monk here whose cultivation is weaker than mine. Cheng Yun probed his divine sense around, he couldn't see the cultivation of these tens of thousands of monks, obviously they were all Cheng Yun who surpassed the cultivation of the eight mangs.

"Demon beasts are rampant in the outside world, but this place doesn't seem to know, and it has not been affected by the demon beast catastrophe at all, but there are so many sword cultivators here, and there are many strong among them, even if it is Jin Kuizong, I am afraid it is inferior!" Cheng Yun sighed, he originally thought that eight or nine out of ten monks on the land of Jinzhou were gathered in the Demon Hunting City, and at this moment, when he came to the Sword Tomb, he knew that there were so many sword cultivators in this remote place.

At this moment, outside the Sword Tomb, Hua Lao held a long sword and kept waving it, and countless sword shadows spread all over the sky, looking mighty.

"This style is still not your strongest sword move, please do your best! Don't waste time!" The sword slave was already impatient, and he urged Hua Lao.

"The golden sword and the iron sword can't satisfy this sword slave! It seems that the only way to do this is to unleash the sword moves in my silver sword!" Hua Lao made up his mind, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, several silver-white sword shadows flickered, shaking in front of the sword slave's eyes.

"Among the silver swords, the strongest is the lower sword!" Hua Lao's body moved, and for a while, the silver-white sword shadow conjured up thousands of ways, almost drowning Hua Lao and the sword slave in it.