Hearing Yi Xiaofeng's words, Jiu Jianyao fell into silence.

His long-held emotions were opened.

All kinds of past things appeared in front of his eyes like a flash in the pan.

Yi Xiaofeng saw that he didn't speak, and suddenly regretted it.

Worst!

The angle is wrong.

This guy won't go berserk because of this, right?

Yi Xiaofeng was nervous, but his face was still so sad.

Now that you're on this path, you have to hold on!

The two looked at each other without saying a word, and there was a demon sword in between.

The beautiful blue sky freezes into a painting.

Long.

Jiu Jianyao slowly spoke: "What about this sword, what do you see?"

Really.

The angle of what I just said is wrong.

Fortunately, he was not directly shot to death.

Yi Xiaofeng shook his spirits, squinted again, and looked at the demon sword intently.

He didn't answer immediately, wanting to wait and see if he could see more information in his eyes.

His performance made Jiu Jianyao secretly satisfied.

This son is not impatient, but it is good.

Jiu Jianyao was now very interested in Yi Xiaofeng.

This kid can actually see the emotions of the soul in the demon sword and the emotions he poured out.

Maybe it's based on rumors, but I'll have to ask again.

After a while, a line of words finally appeared in front of Yi Xiaofeng's eyes again:

Demon Sword (Unnamed): This sword contains strong anger and killing intent, and the blood sacrifice will strengthen this emotion, gradually making this sword out of control, and if you want to subdue this sword, you need a body to absorb many negative emotions such as anger and killing intent, and then find a suitable recognition of the master.

......

Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows.

He immediately thought of a possibility.

Jiu Jian Yao sacrificed himself and turned into a sword soul, could it be to guide the demon sword to release negative emotions?

Such a huge resentment must require an extremely strong physical body to bear.

If a sword fails to find its owner, it will not be able to reach a perfect state, and Jiu Jianyao definitely does not want such a situation to happen.

In general, a swordsmith will not be the owner of the sword.

It's like parents can't control their children's lives.

Everyone, and even every sword, has their own destiny.

Yi Xiaofeng opened his mouth and said: "The resentment of this sword is dissipating, it is transforming, transforming towards a perfect state. ”

Jiu Jianyao was stunned, and asked meaningfully, "How did you understand it?"

Yi Xiaofeng naturally wouldn't tell the truth, he pretended to be deep and said, "It was the sword that told me." ”

Jiujian Yao's pupils shook.

He fell silent again.

There was a demon sword between the two, and the blood light of the demon sword obscured Jiujian Yao's expression.

Yi Xiaofeng couldn't see Jiu Jianyao's expression, so he was in a very uneasy mood.

He can't tilt his head to look, how embarrassing would that be?

If he were Jiujian Yao, he would definitely not teach his love sword to such a person.

About a minute passed.

Jiu Jianyao spoke: "Maybe you are really its destined master, when the sword light rises from the Sword Tomb Mountain, if you can go up the mountain and pull out the demon sword, you will be its master." ”

Boom –

Everything around him was like a mirror being smashed by a slam slam, and Yi Xiaofeng returned to reality.

Han Yuan was supporting him next to him, and when he saw him wake up, he hurriedly asked, "Master, how are you?"

The roar of battle in all directions once again filled Yi Xiaofeng's ears.

Yi Xiaofeng came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Did you ...... just now?"

Han Yuan nodded and said, "I saw the Demon Sword and the Nine Sword Yao just now, he asked me what I saw, I said I saw a sword, and then I came back from the illusion." ”

Yi Xiaofeng: "......"

Is this kid really a kendo demon?

Yi Xiaofeng sighed and said, "It seems that just now it was really Jiujian Yao's test for us. ”

He turned his head to look at Sword Tomb Mountain.

From here to Sword Tomb Mountain, the road is full of battles, and the closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more dangerous it becomes.

How could he get to the Demon Sword through all the dangers?

According to Jiu Jianyao's words just now, Yi Xiaofeng obviously passed the first level.

But the most dangerous and immediate hurdle lies ahead.

How is he going to get up the mountain?

Yi Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at Bai Hongxiao.

Bai Hongxiao is still fighting with the sword demon.

Mom.

Is this old guy acting again?

It's been so long to beat a mother-in-law!

Where did the strength when he killed Peng Phosphorus Fire go before?

Yi Xiaofeng fell into sorrow.

It feels like he bought a lottery ticket and won five million, and he had to claim it within a certain period of time, and the lottery center was being robbed at gunpoint by bandits.

It's uncomfortable.

John Chen's voice floated in, and he was also sighing: "It seems that we have all been brushed down, and we have no chance with the demon sword." ”

The audience was curious, what happened to the contestants just now?

From the audience's point of view, the contestants seemed to have been immobilized and motionless.

They didn't see the illusions that the players were experiencing.

Yi Xiaofeng did not answer, but waited patiently.

The sword light has not yet risen, and he still has a chance.

As long as Bai Hongxiao solves the sword demon, everything is easy to say.

......

After a cup of tea time.

A figure flew in front of Yi Xiaofeng.

It was Venerable Nanqin.

His face was slightly red, but his posture was normal, and it seemed that the battle with Peng Che had not hurt him.

Yi Xiaofeng asked, "Apprentice, can you protect the master on the top of the mountain?"

Venerable Nan Qin turned his head to look at the top of Sword Tomb Mountain, and said with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid I can't, Wang Rushen is too strong, and in the face of the siege of more than a dozen primordial old monsters, he still has the upper hand and is at ease." ”

When Yi Xiaofeng heard this, his eyelids jumped wildly.

John Chen's eyes widened not far away.

He had just seen the scene of the battle between Venerable Nanqin and Peng Che, such a powerful powerhouse turned out to be Yi Xiaofeng's apprentice?

How can it be!

Is God kidding?

Yi Xiaofeng asked, "Who is stronger between my master and the sword demon than Wang Rushen?"

Venerable Nan Qin hesitated and said, "Wang Rushen is a little stronger." ”

Really!

The old guy is acting again!

Yi Xiaofeng was indignant, and said that he would take him to grab the sword, and he said that he only needed to let him fight with the same realm?

In desperation, he could only continue to wait.

It didn't take long for Wang Rushen's laughter to resound through the heavens and the earth.

"The master of Daqianzhou is nothing more than that, just lie down and watch me take the demon sword for my apprentice!"

Yi Xiaofeng squinted, the dozen or so old monsters were defeated?

At this moment, a familiar voice came:

"Apprentice, walk towards the top of Sword Tomb Mountain. ”

Bai Hongxiao!

Yi Xiaofeng subconsciously saw that Bai Hongxiao was still fighting with the Sword Demon.

He was puzzled, but he did it.

Han Yuan immediately followed.

"What are you going to do, to die?" Venerable Nan Qin asked urgently.

Yi Xiaofeng did not answer.

Venerable Nan Qin gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment to follow.

John Chen naturally didn't have the courage to follow.

Yi Xiaofeng turned his head to look at Bai Hongxiao as he moved forward.

In terms of posture, the two sides are still evenly divided.

Suddenly!

Bai Hongxiao suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Yi Xiaofeng, who was building the foundation realm, could see his figure.

The sword demon rushed towards Bai Hongxiao again, only to see Bai Hongxiao raise the sword in his hand and slash it with a sword.

The sword shines brightly.

Boom!

The sword demon fell to the ground, raising billowing dust, and life and death were uncertain.

Bai Hongxiao turned around and walked towards the top of Sword Tomb Mountain.

Yi Xiaofeng: "......"