"Stop!"

After Cheng Yun had been on the road for ten consecutive days, he had come to the valley marked on the map, which was the sword tomb that Hua Lao said.

At this time, a middle-aged monk stopped in front of Cheng Yun.

"Why did you let Cheng stop!?" Cheng Yun frowned slightly, the middle-aged monk did not show malicious intent, but just stopped him.

"I am a sword slave here, dare to ask Your Excellency if you are a sword cultivator?" The middle-aged monk's cultivation surpassed Cheng Yun, which was the peak of the Star Condensing Realm, but at this time, he bowed to Cheng Yun with a fist.

Cheng Yun shook his head and said, "Cheng is not a sword cultivator, could it be that only a sword cultivator can enter this place?"

"That's not the case, it's just that Your Excellency is not a sword cultivator, and I advise Your Excellency not to enter this place. The middle-aged monk who claimed to be a sword slave clenched his fists again and said to Cheng Yun.

"Cheng has heard of the sword tomb for a long time, and he also admires the hero sword very much, may I ask the Taoist friend why do you say this!?" Cheng Yun asked suspiciously.

"Since Your Excellency knows that the Sword Tomb and the Hero Sword are specially here for this purpose, that is your honorable guest, my lord's hero sword is too strong, if it is a sword cultivation, it will naturally be fine, but if it is not a sword cultivation, I am afraid that it will be unbearable, so I dissuade Your Excellency from entering. The sword slave took a step forward and told Cheng Yun the reason.

After Cheng Yun heard this, he became even more interested in the hero sword, and he said: "This matter is okay, although Cheng is not a sword cultivator, he has also used a sword in his life, and Cheng must still bear the sword qi of the hero sword." ”

"Please also take out your sword, let it be seen in the next view, and have your own way of assessing it, if you get permission from my lord to enter, you will not be hindered in the next place, but if my lord does not want your to disturb, please forgive me!" The sword slave bowed to Cheng Yun and stretched out his right hand.

Cheng Yun had heard Hua Lao mention earlier that many sword cultivators were willing to become slaves because they were impressed by the heroic sword, and the middle-aged monk in front of him, who called himself a sword slave, was afraid that he was one of the sword cultivators.

After adding a divine sense to the demon scale sword, Cheng Yun took out the demon scale sword and sent it to the sword slave's hand.

"Good sword!"

Holding the demon scale sword in his hand, the sword slave immediately praised loudly, and after the long sword was in his hands, his momentum also changed, it was an amazing sword intent, like a sharp sword piercing through everything.

"The power of this sword is not enough, but the person who cast it has a new idea, and can use the power of foreign objects to make up for the power of this sword, although it is not a precious thing, but if all the holes in the nine directions are filled, the power exerted will be amazing!" The sword slave waved the demon scale sword a few times, and immediately danced a round of sword dance.

After a while, he returned the Demon Scale Sword to Cheng Yun's hand, Cheng Yun collected the Demon Scale Sword into the Qingguang Ring, and asked the sword slave: "Your Excellency has extraordinary knowledge, you can see the essence of this sword at a glance, dare to ask Cheng Mou if he is qualified to enter now?"

The Demon Scale Sword itself is not very precious, but if it is embedded with demon scales in the holes in it, it can make the Demon Scale Sword burst out with amazing power, and if all the demon scales of a nine-scale demon beast are embedded in it, the Demon Scale Sword will have the power to make any Star Condensing Realm cultivator fearful.

"My lord will let your Excellency enter, and your Excellency, please follow this path for a mile, and you will enter the sword tomb, in which my lord is located. The sword slave pointed in a direction behind him, bowed to Cheng Yun, and signaled him to enter.

"Cheng Daoyou, why don't you wait for me! Cheng Daoyou, what are you discussing with this fellow Daoist? It's rare that you have offended this fellow Daoist? It's okay! Let Hua help you!"

Hua Lao's voice sounded again at this time, Cheng Yun's expression changed when he heard this, and he hurriedly hugged his fist at the sword slave, then rode on the demon ritual and galloped towards the sword tomb.

"Huh, what about Cheng Dao's friends, what a fast speed!" Hua Lao looked around, but he didn't find Cheng Yun's figure.

"I can't wait to see where the heroic sword is!Haha, this sword will definitely be mine, Cheng Daoyou wants to see it in the future, I can let him watch it at any time!I'll go to the sword tomb too!" Hua Lao walked towards the valley, and after taking a few steps, he was stopped by the sword slave guarding the outside of the sword tomb.

"Stop!" The sword slave took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Hua Lao, and when he saw the menacing Hua Lao, he couldn't help but expand his cultivation.

"Your Excellency is a sword cultivator?" the sword slave stopped Hua Lao, and after bowing with his fists, he asked Hua Lao.

"It's not a sword cultivator, why did you come to this sword grave?" Hua Lao replied with some confusion.

"If it's a sword cultivator, please also use your sword to perform your strongest sword skills. "The sword slave unfolded the cultivation and blocked all the ways of Hua Lao.

Hua Lao investigated the cultivation of the sword slave, and was shocked in his heart, the cultivation of the sword slave was the peak of the Condensing Star Realm, much stronger than him, he took off the long sword behind his back, held it in his hand, and a stream of spiritual power poured into it.

"Golden Sword! Sword Qi Reincarnation!"

When Hua Lao held the long sword, his momentum changed, and he no longer had the previous laughing appearance, the long sword in his hand flew out, and countless golden sword shadows were densely covered in the sky, dyeing the sky here golden yellow.

Seeing this, the sword slave nodded secretly, but after a few breaths, he seemed to have changed his mind again, shook his head fiercely, and stopped Hua Lao again.

At this time, Cheng Yun had already arrived at the place where the sword tomb was, and as soon as he stepped into it, he felt an extremely sharp sword intent.

"What a strong sword intent!" Although Cheng Yun is not a sword cultivator, he has also used a sword, and now the sword intent he feels is thousands of times stronger than him.

In the Sword Tomb, there are tens of thousands of monks gathered! These tens of thousands of monks are unevenly strong and weak, the strong already have the Holy Soul Realm, and the weak have just stepped into the Qiyuan Realm.

Among these tens of thousands of monks, ninety percent are sword cultivators, and the very few monks who are not sword cultivators have slowly become sword cultivators under the influence of their ears and eyes.

After Cheng Yun entered the sword tomb, he did not attract the attention of these monks, in their hearts, there was only a sword.

In the center of the sword grave was a simple and unpretentious sword, which was inserted into the ground, and around this sword, there were countless long swords scattered on the ground, and these discarded swords had formed a small mountain.

The long sword in the center is the rumored heroic sword, the name of the hero sword, I don't know when it has been circulated, and to this day, it has become a supreme treasure in the mind of the sword cultivator.

This is the 333rd time that the old man has drawn his sword, and if he sets it out, the old man has no regrets in this life! If he fails, the old man is willing to be the slave of this sword and protect it for the rest of his life!" An old man with white hair and beard suddenly flew high and slowly moved towards the heroic sword.

The clothes worn by this old man are already worn, and their style has been handed down from many years ago, and this old man also exudes an extremely vicissitudes of life and close to decay.

The tens of thousands of monks in the sword tomb all looked at the old man who was a sword idiot, no matter whether the person who went to draw the sword was an advanced old man or a junior who had cultivated to be mediocre, they would all pay so much attention.

Cheng Yun was also attracted by this sword idiot, the old man's cultivation, he couldn't see through, but he could walk in the sky, at least he was a monk in the Haoyue Realm, and the sword intent he exuded was extremely majestic, as vast as the sea.

"Ye Luojian!" The sword idiot came to the hero sword, and with a soft breath, a slender sword flew out from the sword tomb.

The old man cast this sword when he was three hundred and forty-one years old, and this is the thirty-third time to draw the sword, if he fails, he is willing to break this sword and bury himself in the sword grave!"

After the sword idiot held Ye Luo's sword, the hero sword suddenly roared, and a sword shadow rose into the sky, straight into the sky.

A moment later, a sword-wielding man who was exactly the same as the sword idiot appeared, and the same one in his hand was Ye Luojian.

"Good sword!" Cheng Yun is not a sword cultivator, but when he saw the sword in the hand of the sword idiot, he couldn't help but admire.

In addition to the slender sword body, Ye Luojian is not very different from ordinary swords, but anyone who sees Ye Luojian feels that this long sword is like a dancing fallen leaf.

When Cheng Yun watched Ye Luo's sword, the two identical figures had already begun to move, and the sword idiot seemed to be fused with the long sword in his hand, constantly exuding his own sword intent, which was a kind of sword intent that was extremely sad, implying the name of Ye Luo.

The phantom of the sword idiot conjured by the hero sword is doing the same action as the sword idiot, and the two can't find the slightest difference, as if the sword idiot is dancing the sword in the mirror.

In this situation, after half a pillar of incense, there has been a change, and the long sword in the sword idiot's hand is more and more fluttering, like a fallen leaf blown by the wind constantly whirling in the wind, and the sword idiot is following the leaf falling sword and constantly changing his figure.

The other sword idiot phantom stopped its movements and pointed Ye Luojian to the ground, and after inserting the sword in his hand into the ground, there was no longer the slightest movement.

Seeing this, the sword idiot became more and more violent, stabbing hundreds of swords towards his phantom, but none of them could stab the phantom.