Arrogant!

Wang Rushen's words did not take the old monsters in Daqianzhou into account at all.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The faces of Xiao Quesheng, the Demon Emperor and the others became gloomy.

This is true even for the Blood-Drinkers.

Wei Weixin snorted: "Since he thinks we are not qualified enough, then let's join forces to go together!"

The other primal monsters have no opinion.

Originally, they each had a ghost, but Wang Rushen used his arrogance to unite all the primordial babies and old monsters.

......

Boom –

A terrifying impact erupted from the top of the Sword Tomb Mountain, and the rolling demonic qi and demonic qi turned into a dust storm, sweeping in all directions, the picture was extremely spectacular, and it was even more terrifying than the battle between the Sword Saint and the Sword Demon!

Yi Xiaofeng in the rocky area was full of curiosity.

I don't know who is fighting Wang Rushen.

It's best to fight to the death, so that he can make a profit.

Han Yuan looked sad and said, "Immortals fight, mortals avoid it, how can we grab the demon sword?" Now let alone rob it, I feel that we may not even be able to see what the demon sword looks like." ”

John Chen smiled: "It's okay, the demon sword is not something that a little monk like us can get. ”

Snatching the Demon Sword is not the player's main quest, and the vast majority of players don't think they can be so lucky enough to succeed in snatching it.

But Yi Xiaofeng didn't think so.

After all, Bai Hongxiao pointed out that he had to grab it.

It's about the face of being an apprentice and the inheritance in the future.

If he can't get the demon sword, he will probably delay the time if he wants to learn the world sword.

The roar continued.

There were battles in all directions.

At first glance, it was completely a chaotic battle between various forces, and it was not centered on the demon sword.

After a while.

Yi Xiaofeng discovered a strange phenomenon.

There were many monks and monsters who ran to the Sword Tomb Mountain and drew their swords frantically.

Han Yuan also noticed that his heart was moved, and he turned his head and asked, "Master, should we also grab it, at least it wasn't in vain, and it won't be a loss." ”

Sword Tomb Mountain is full of swords, and nine times out of ten it is refined by Jiujian Yao, maybe there are good swords?

Yi Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "Don't go, it must be a trap." ”

Jiujian Yao is fond of swords, how can he be willing to throw out his treasures, it is definitely one of the traps.

John Chen, who was not far away, responded: "It's you, you're really cautious, we're very similar, I've heard others introduce you to me before." ”

This guy obviously has a great interest in Yi Xiaofeng, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to show up just now.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled and said, "It's over." ”

There is no love for no reason, which forces definitely some schemes.

John Chen wanted to say more, but Yi Xiaofeng suddenly pointed behind him.

He turned his head to look, and saw a large number of monks rushing from the end of the horizon, densely packed, like a sea of people, and the waves swept in.

Monks from all sects and factions in Daqianzhou and Zhongyuanzhou came.

Although it is not an outpouring of the nest, the various sects together are enough to form an army.

"Strange, how can these sects act together?" Han Yuan asked in surprise.

Yi Xiaofeng looked back at the top of Sword Tomb Mountain, and he guessed: "Wang Rushen is the number one in the world, and it is estimated that he has been besieged, but the battle has not yet been decided, and those old monsters have each given orders to unite their disciples." ”

It is not difficult for the primordial old monster to pass orders during battle.

Boom –

There was a roar on the Sword Tomb Mountain again, and Yi Xiaofeng saw a strong light burst out, quickly sweeping over.

Yi Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to bow his head, but as soon as he moved, the strong light hit him.

Quiet!

The surrounding noise suddenly stopped, and everything in front of Yi Xiaofeng's eyes changed.

He was stunned to find himself above the sea of clouds.

When I looked up, I saw a blue sky that was not high.

Looking down, it seemed that the sea was under his feet, and when he moved, he could still make ripples, but it gave him the feeling of stepping on the ground.

Yi Xiaofeng turned around suddenly.

He saw a man.

It was Jiu Jianyao.

Jiu Jianyao half-knelt in front of a sword.

The sword glowed with blood, making it difficult to distinguish its shape.

Yi Xiaofeng's heartbeat accelerated.

Could it be that Jiu Jianyao had already chosen him and was opening the back door for him?

I rub!

I really got the main character script!

I used to look at this kind of thing, and I felt brainless.

Take it yourself, it smells so good.

Yi Xiaofeng held back his excitement and looked at Jiu Jianyao, waiting for Jiu Jianyao to speak.

Long.

Jiujian Yao opened his mouth and said: "You all want demon swords, but there is only one demon sword, if you want a demon sword, you have to understand it, swords also have spirits, and each sword has its own life and spirituality." ”

Wait?

Yi Xiaofeng's expression was wrong.

What's going on?

Jiu Jianyao was obviously not talking to him, but to a group of people.

Could it be that he is not the only one, but many other people have also fallen into the state he is in now?

"The demon sword that has just opened has to be inherited by the younger generations, this world should not belong to that group of people forever, you are all under the age of 100, and only one person can become the master of the demon sword. ”

"Of course, it's more likely that no one can get the approval of the demon sword!"

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

Really!

In this way, all players who rush to Sword Grave Mountain will face such a situation.

Not only the players, but also countless young monks are competing against them.

"Come forward. ”

Jiu Jianyao's voice came.

Yi Xiaofeng hesitated, held the thousand-year-old cold sword in his hand, and slowly approached.

Although Jiu Jianyao has made the situation clear, it cannot be ruled out that it is a trap.

After a while.

Jiu Jianyao couldn't help but scold: "Stinky boy, hurry up!

Yi Xiaofeng, who was still ten zhang away from Jiujian Yao, was so frightened that he trembled.

Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly, and could only walk forward quickly.

He stopped in front of the demon sword, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the demon sword.

In the blood light, the sword shape of the demon sword was quite strange, much like the curved body of the Dongfang Dragon.

"Is this the Demon Sword?"

Yi Xiaofeng's heartbeat accelerated.

Jiu Jianyao opened his mouth and asked, "Let me ask you, what do you see when you look at this sword?"

Handsome!

Yi Xiaofeng almost blurted out the word, but he woke up suddenly.

Be careful!

Each question may determine whether the demon sword belongs to him or not.

Yi Xiaofeng squinted his eyes and looked at the demon sword seriously.

At this time, a line of words appeared in front of his eyes:

Demon Sword (Unnamed): This sword is the supreme sword created by Jiujian Yao due to the death of his beloved, this sword has been sacrificed by countless people in extreme remorse, anger, and unjust souls, and the blade is forged by a mysterious extraterrestrial stone, with unlimited potential.

......

Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly had an idea.

He feigned hesitation and sighed, "I see anger. ”

When Jiu Jianyao heard this, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "What anger?"

This answer was different from most of the answers he had heard.

Most of the other monks and monsters were praising the demon sword.

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes were complicated, and he sighed with emotion: "Many people are angry, but there is one anger that is the strongest, the anger that breeds because of love. ”

Jiu Jianyao frowned.

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes collapsed, and a sadness emanated from his body.