On the same day, when the competition of the Eight Courtyards ended and the old man Qingzhu handed out the reward, didn't there be a black scabbard in the empty ring that Han Chen obtained!

"Is that it?"

Raising his hand, Han Chen took out the black scabbard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black scabbard is still as seen at the beginning, the whole body is pitch black, not transparent to the slightest luster, and a thick sense of recklessness escapes, which makes people's hearts shake.

Han Chen's eyes showed a hint of surprise, after the big competition, he didn't know how many times he had checked this scabbard, but that thick sense of recklessness had never appeared.

Today was the first time he felt the unusualness of this scabbard.

"Well, sure enough, even if the old man of Qinglongzi didn't look away!" his gaze swept over the black scabbard in Han Chen's hand, Jin Jiaozi nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since you have this scabbard, then the next thing will be easy to do!"

Han Chen took his gaze off the scabbard and looked at Jin Jiaozi, his eyes showing confusion, not understanding what it meant.

Jin Jiaozi didn't explain much, and its form fell again, and it took a few steps to the huge portal. The giant wings that exuded a purple-gold luster slashed at the floor under their feet, and the fierce energy instantly condensed, turning into a blade that was stronger than the sword light.

With a 'snort', the floor opened like tofu, revealing a long and narrow gap.

The gap in the ravine is not deep, only more than two meters, and the light shines into it, and you can see the bottom, hiding something.

Han Chen extended his soul perception and was stunned for a moment.

That's a sword!

There was no scabbard, only the blade, a sword lying alone in the crevices of the ravine.

"Boy Han Chen, go on!" Jin Jiaozi's giant wings waved, and the strong wind surged, and he directly took out the sword. Shot towards Han Chen.

Han Chen hadn't come back to his senses at this time, so he only raised his hand and grabbed the sword in his hand in a natural reaction.

Recite!!

Suddenly, a melodious and clear sword chant came out of this sword and spread for hundreds of miles. Straight up to nine days.

"This sword... Are you laughing?" Han Chen was slightly stunned, a little incredulous.

He is a swordsman, but also a person who loves swords, so far he has cultivated so far, the unity of man and sword, the sword intent is more accessible, and there is also a feeling of indescribability and unclear about the sword.

The sword is in hand. The continuous light vibration emitted the sound of the sword, and a pleasant feeling, from the sword body, through the hilt, poured into his body and went straight to his heart.

This sword is laughing!

"This is the Seven-Rank Artifact?" Han Chen thought of something, and his eyes widened. exclaimed.

An ordinary sword is a mortal thing, only with a sharp edge, and it is more than enough to kill, but it is only a dead thing after all.

A sword that enters the rank is a sharp weapon. The edge is even worse, but it is still mostly dead things, even if it is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon, it is also the same.

Only the absolute weapon that achieves the seven grades gives birth to spiritual will. is considered to be free from the dead thing of the sword.

This sword is able to convey the emotion of laughter, and obviously has spiritual intent, which is definitely a seven-grade masterpiece.

Han Chen raised his hand and moved the sword in front of him, his gaze fell on it, and he slowly looked at it.

The eight-sided edge of the sword, like the Red Dragon Sword and the Mohan Sword, is also the style of the eight-sided Han Sword, but the eight sides of this sword are slightly wider and appear more atmospheric.

The sword body is four feet three inches long, and the whole body is dark, and there is no luster to be revealed, even the hilt, the sword head, and the sword grid.

The shape of the sword is very simple, there is no superfluous moire relief, but there is a majestic atmosphere, which is revealed.

It's like a strong man who has returned to the basics, experienced the peerless elegance, and finally saw through everything and washed away the lead.

This feeling was very strong, and Han Chen even had the illusion that what he was holding in his hand was not a sword, but a peerless powerhouse who had incarnated as a sword.

"Whew!"

Exhaling lightly, Han Chen knew that this was just an illusion that the sword power of this sword was too powerful.

However, the evaluation of this sword in my heart has been raised to another level.

"I'm afraid that this sword is not an ordinary seventh-grade absolute weapon, but has reached the top of the seventh-grade absolute weapon!"

The eight-grade masterpiece, Han Chen had never seen it, and he didn't dare to think that the seventh-grade mastery was already the most powerful sword in Han Chen's heart, and the biggest estimate.

His gaze fell on the sword, and Han Chen continued to look at it, and on the blade of the sword near the hilt, there were two quaint inscriptions.

The font is not big, but it is an ancient character, which is different from the font on the Purple Gold Continent today, Han Chen recognized it for a long time before he frowned and recognized it.

"Emperor's Blood!"

"This is the name of this sword, and it is also the sword of the Emperor Twins!" The voice sounded, and Jin Jiaozi slowly walked over with eight wings.

"The Emperor's sword!" Han Chen was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but take a light breath.

"And this sword is not just a seven-grade weapon, but a life weapon!" Ignoring Han Chen's shock, Jin Jiaozi continued.

Han Chen's body trembled, and the sword in his hand almost couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

Holding the sword firmly in his hand, Han Chen's voice was a little dry and spit out two words,

"Jiupin!"

Jin Jiaozi nodded lightly and continued: "But this is only the most brilliant time of this sword, and the emperor is not dead at that time!"

"As for now, the emperor is alive and dead, and this sword is no longer a nine-grade life weapon, among which the sword spirit has already entered a deep sleep, only some weak spiritual will, with the sharpness and tenacity of a nine-grade famous weapon, but not as powerful as the nine-grade life weapon!"

After a pause, looking at the long sword in Han Chen's hand that was still vibrating and emitting a Qingyue sword groan, Jin Jiaozi sighed lightly and said,

"Now it's only an eight-grade artifact at most!"

Emperor Twins is the real name of the Twin Emperors, and Han Chen heard Qianshan Jiuye say it.

As for this sword, after the Twin Emperors returned to the ruins, they were also injured and fell to the eighth grade, but Jin Jiaozi didn't say anything.

Han Chen didn't ask, some of the secrets might not be something he could know.

"The black scabbard in your hand is the scabbard of this Emperor's Blood Sword!" Jin Jiaozi motioned for Han Chen to put the sword into the sheath.

Han Chen complied, raised his hand and flipped it, and with a 'choking' sound, the long sword slashed neatly through a sword light and fell into the scabbard.

Recite!

The scabbard trembled slightly, and a sword groan swayed, and a feeling of satisfaction poured into Han Chen's heart.

Han Chen also had a smile on his face.

"Uncle Jin, why is this sword here? And why is that scabbard still being given to me as a reward in the academy?"

"Boy Han Chen, do you know that I am the gatekeeper of this tenth-story tower?" Jin Jiaozi replied and looked at Han Chen.

Han Chen nodded, this is needless to say, he has already seen it.

"Then do you know that uncle, I have been here for three thousand years!" Jin Jiaozi said again.

Han Chen was indeed shocked this time. Although the lifespan of the Warcraft is extremely long, it takes three thousand years, and not everyone can do it here.

What's more, this Golden Jiaozi is also a member of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan. (To be continued.) )