Zhou Qian's body was surrounded by a lilac light, and the aura on his body gradually rose, like an immortal fire burning.

The purple sword that flew from the land of the sword mound, like a bolt of lightning, roared, setting off a storm, and the sword mound trembled and emitted bursts of buzzing.

The purple sword is three feet and seven inches long, one inch longer than the red sword, it is not as killing as the red sword, but has a sense of mystery, flying in front of Zhou Qian at this moment, trembling and humming.

"This ......"

Zhou Qian didn't know what was going on, the purple sword qi in his body turned into fluorescence and covered his robe, and the sword qi in the sword mound didn't seem to be able to penetrate this fluorescence, and the moment it approached this purple fluorescence, it immediately turned into invisible, like a mud cow entering the sea.

What surprised him even more was that this purple sword came in front of him, and there was no hostility, it was erected in front of Zhou Qian at this moment, humming constantly, and it seemed that he was very in awe of Zhou Qian.

"The awakening of the red sword is because of Qi Qianqing, but the purple sword is also revived at this moment, could it be a hidden apprentice, can he really have the ability to connect ten thousand swords? No, it is impossible, in addition to the sect master and the ancestral sword, it is impossible that there are people and things that can awaken the sword mound ten thousand swords!"

Jian Jiu looked at the countless spirit swords in the sword mound and trembled, and couldn't help but roar.

"How many secrets there are in this stinky boy, it's really enviable!"

Shen Yin also looked at Zhou Qian, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart.

"This son is extraordinary, Xiaobei, how did you get acquainted with him?"

Pei Yan glanced at the changes in Zhou Qian in the Sword Shrine, then turned to look at Du Xiaobei and asked softly.

"Uncle Shi, this matter is a long story, it was three years ago......

Du Xiaobei's eyes were blazing, looking at the surging aura on Zhou Gan's body, a smile appeared on his face, and then he informed Pei Yan of his encounter with Zhou Gan in the barren mountain.

The ghost brake of the Three Kings Sect also looked strange at this moment, and a gleam appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he didn't know what to think.

"Isn't this disciple of Shenyin a member of the Qingshan Sect, how could he trigger the sword mound sword sound, this is not logical?"

Zhao Yifan of the Cloud Thunder Sect frowned at this moment, stroked his beard, and looked like he was thinking hard, the little donkey under his seat felt its abnormality, and immediately raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Brother Zhou didn't expect it to be so deep. ”

Dong Chengfeng, a disciple of the Luofeng Sect who first got acquainted with Zhou Qian in Qingzhuang Xiaozhu before, immediately sighed.

Except for him, everyone of the same generation showed a look of surprise, not only the younger generation, but even the elders of the various sects felt incredible.

After the people of the four families saw the changes in Zhou Qian's place in the Sword Shrine, their expressions were solemn, as if they had encountered a great enemy.

"When this kid grows up in the future, he will definitely become an insurmountable mountain and press on the hearts of the younger generation!"

Elder Li looked at Zhou Qian in the sword mound below and said softly.

The other three elders also nodded silently, with complicated expressions.

"Even if he can cause Wan Jianming, what can he do, he is not a disciple of the Sword Sect, he can't practice the Sword Sect's swordsmanship, at most he has a little luck, if there is a war in the future, it is not known who will win and who will lose!"

A blue-robed young man from the Du family clenched his fists and said sharply, with a hint of war intent on his handsome face.

"Good, very good, worthy of being the Tianjiao of the Simen Du family, the most important thing in the world is genius, how far can it grow in the future, I can't make a conclusion now!"

When the elders of the Du family heard that their juniors were so courageous, they immediately praised them, and their faces showed a look of relief.

As for the ten thousand monks at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain, their expressions were all different, some were excited, some were envious, some were frightened, and some were jealous, jealous of why they had such luck.

The human heart is unpredictable, you can never guess the heart of others, and it is even more difficult to imagine their true side, as far as these ten thousand people are concerned, no one dares to guarantee that they are all good.

People are sophisticated, and they can't be realized unless they experience it personally.

At this moment, the ten thousand swords in the sword mound hummed, like the wind passing through the mountains, and the sound of air agitation, although it was not like Hong Zhong Dalu, but it was like a big wave crashing into the sky, shocking people's hearts.

"Roar~"

Qi Qianqing was also shocked by the aura on Zhou Qian's body, and for the first time in his blood pupils, there was hesitation and jealousy, and the red sword sword qi in his hand was agitated, turning into an inch and lingering on it.

"I feel like this red sword is afraid of me. ”

Zhou Qian felt the changes in the red sword, especially Qi Qianqing, who had become a sword slave, no longer had the bloodthirsty madness before, he just swung a sword at himself, and when the purple sword qi appeared on his body, he obviously hesitated, and there was a trace of awe in the blood pupils.

"Could it be that this Burial Purple Sword is still on top of this red sword?"

Zhou Gan sighed with emotion in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this "waste" sword, which had been silent in his body for three years, could actually suppress the red sword, which was one of the colorful swords of the Sword Sect, and suppressed the excitement in his heart, Zhou Gan took the initiative to go towards Qi Qianqing.

As Zhou Qian approached, Qi Qianqing's blood pupils had a look of horror, and he kept retreating, and finally stopped when he retreated to the edge of the sword mound, when there was no way to retreat.

His face was hideous, with a hint of horror in his blood pupils, the panic was not Qi Qianqing's, but the red sword qi, but at this moment, there was no way to retreat, and then his eyes changed, turning into a grudge of resentment, stabbing towards Zhou Qian's sword, as if desperate.

The sword light is like a rainbow, like a red match towards Zhou Gan, if it was before, Zhou Qian would definitely dodge, but at this moment Zhou Gan has a touch of confidence in his heart, his right hand was raised, at the moment when the red sword stabbed, the index finger and middle finger were side by side, and the red sword was clamped alive, the red sword sword qi was stirring and humming, but Zhou Qian's fingers were like knives, and his five fingers were purple mangs, how about Qi Qianqing, the red sword was still not moving, and it was locked by Zhou Qian.

At the same time, the sword qi on the red sword was being swallowed by the purple mang, although the speed was very slow, to this sudden change, the red sword trembled wildly on its own, as if it had encountered a life and death crisis.

"What's the matter, how could Zhou Qian catch the red sword with his bare hands, it was the awakened red sword, how could he catch it as a stinky boy who hadn't even stepped into the mortal realm?!"

Jian Jiu couldn't suppress the shock in his heart at this moment, his expression changed at this moment, and he shouted.

Not only Jian Jiu, everyone felt incredible at this moment, and they all talked about it, it was really this disciple of the Qingshan Sect who was too mysterious, and he could make Wan Jianming and absorb red sword qi, which was simply perverted.

"Boom~"

An earth-shattering loud noise suddenly came from the six-pointed star array in the middle of the sword mound, and everyone was shocked by the roar, and then looked towards the middle of the sword mound.

This is the existence of endless golden light, the six-pointed star has been shining, and at this moment, in the eye of this six-pointed star array, a black-robed young man is standing on it, and in front of him is a huge sword with golden light!

There is a noble aura between this gold, like an emperor, looking down on all the spirit swords in the sword shrine, the colorful sword head - the golden sword!

The golden light is magnificent, if it is like a sun shining in all directions, blazing like fire, noble as gold, everyone's eyes were attracted by Zhou Qian before, so no one noticed that Jian Yu had come to the six-pointed star, and the natal sword he wanted was the golden sword of the Ninety-Five!