The humming sound turned into a slight tremor, and gradually brewed and increased as the overlord took a step.

The overlord had already walked to the nearest ancient sword, it was the smallest one, one foot long, covered in patina, and exuding the smell of patina.

The overlord interlaced his fingers, and kept flicking on this sword, and when he heard the sound of "da-da", the whole sword was shocked and numb. The sound was transmitted through the chains to the rest of the swords, and all the swords rang out in harmony.

The ground began to crack and wrinkle, and it grew longer and deeper with the increase in the sound of "da-da".

This sword was shocked by the sword qi of the overlord, and the tendons and veins were about to be broken, it was no longer enough to withstand the huge sword pressure, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the overlord saw that there was a patina oil and water slowly flowing down under its sword head.

"See, this is called Luo Chuhong!" the overlord stopped his hand and said to Chu Ren behind him, the buzzing sound was endless.

Chu Ren was so surprised by this scene that he couldn't speak, and he didn't guard against the bully's words, which scared him enough. Many years ago, he only heard that the overlord was born with divine power, and he didn't know that his sword cultivation was already so profound.

The mission that Ah Guda gave him at the beginning was secretly hidden in the spiritual vein, and when it came to the matter, he responded and broke his worries.

After a few more years, this task became a sword search, to find the legendary Pingtian Ancient Sword in the spirit vein.

When the overlord came, he guessed one or two, and now when he saw this scene that was no less than earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, how could he not be afraid.

Of course, there is also a little secret buried in his heart.

The iron chain shook, and an old man's sword voice came from the ancient sword in the distance: "Brother Bai, are you okay?"

The ancient sword in front of him replied: "Big brother, he has a lot of strength and strong sword energy, I'm afraid we won't be able to withstand today's level!"

The rest of the ancient swords were also frightened by these words, and they shook their chains one after another, asking for a way to protect themselves.

An even more majestic and thick buzz came from the farthest sword, and the ground cracked a foot, sunk a foot, and the sky began to rain and snow.

The rain and snow were combined, and it turned into freezing for a while, freezing for several miles. Everything in the Sword Valley was quickly covered with a layer of frost and ice, and when it touched the rain and snow, it froze.

Even Chu Ren's feet began to freeze, and he used his sword qi to fight against the rain and snow, just because his cultivation was not deep, he couldn't resist it after dozens of breaths, and he wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong, but he ran only one step, and then was completely sealed by the ice.

The ancient red color had already appeared on the overlord's body, and the hot and rigid yang energy had evaporated, melting the rain and snow on his body and within three steps around him, and the land had been moistened by the flow of water.

His clothes were already soaked with sweat and snow, so he simply took off his clothes, showing his strong muscles.

He was confident in his body, and this confidence flowed into his heart through the blood gushing from the finger-thick cyan veins of his arms.

The tiger teeth on his neck began to shake, showing that his sword qi was even more stimulated, and the violent movement of his lower abdomen, where the qi sea was located, also showed this.

His steps walked forward more firmly, one step at a foot at a depth of one inch, and the ancient swords everywhere he went were frightened, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, holding his breath, he didn't dare to come out.

However, the ancient sword still did not stop ringing, the main reason was that the great sword at the top of the farthest distance was still unconvinced, and there was no sign of surrender.

After walking many steps, the overlord finally found the top sword. The sword was slightly six feet long, about three inches wide, with a hilt of about three fingers, and the body was vaguely engraved with the words of the Zhou Dynasty.

After walking so many steps, the overlord also took a rough look at all these ancient swords, and the most exciting and extraordinary thing is the big sword.

I didn't want to take a closer look, the overlord had a place in his heart, and a flying step had already flown in front of the farthest ancient sword. The ancient swords were in full swing, all the ancient swords were agitated, the iron chains rattled, and the voices of surprise and fear came and went.

The hilt of the sword also has Zhou characters, and the overlord looked at it for a long time, rubbed it a few times, and finally said two words leisurely: ancient blunt.

He has been learning Chinese since the day he was adopted by Aguta, and the Jurchen nobles all have a deep foundation in Sinology. The general writing of Zhou Wen, as long as it is not too remote, can be roughly recognized.

"Okay!" the overlord had already slapped his hands in admiration at these two words.

Looking at the words on the sword body, it turns out that there are two words on both sides of the back of the sword, and the Tao is: Craftsman finds a ruler.

"Craftsman, looking for ruler, craftsman, looking for ruler," the overlord couldn't help but chant these four words, only to feel that his mouth was fragrant, and he hated to meet late, "If you are clumsy, if you are straight, if you are bent, this sword is ancient and awe-inspiring, and the sword intent is strong, and it is better than being simple and clumsy." Good sword, good!" the overlord kept rubbing with his hand, and the patina was rubbed down by his palm.

"It's you!" the overlord snapped, cutting off the whispers of the ancient swordsmen, and then touched the head of the sword with his right hand, and lifted it up lightly.

I don't know if it's the resistance of this sword, or the sharpness of the sword qi that bursts out of its spiritual power, as soon as the overlord mentions it, his whole body feels pricked by needles, and a mouthful of blood sprays on the ground. The blood flowed along with the ravines on the ground and absorbed onto the ancient sword.

"It's me who underestimated you!"

The overlord pursed his lips, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and lifted it up with all his strength.

The ancient blunt was unearthed little by little, and the rolling of the dark clouds in the sky became more turbulent, the ground cracked deeper, and the rain and snow became heavier and heavier. The sound of the hundred-foot-long iron chain shaking was incessant, and the ice began to break when it was rushing.

The overlord gradually deepened his strength, and when the qi sea output sword qi reached the maximum, there was a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, Gu Dull was born, the iron chain broke, and in an instant, the dark clouds scattered, the rain and snow stopped, and the weather suddenly brightened up again.

The crack in the Sword Valley went straight for more than ten miles, and everywhere the crack went, the grass, trees, and soil were all broken.

Everything is unsealed again.

Chu Ren's body was frozen in ice before he was active, and he turned his head and said: "Master's kung fu is strong, and the small ones can't reach the dust." ”

The overlord raised his sword and stroked it, this sword was extremely heavy, nearly forty catties, if it weren't for his strength, he would definitely not be able to lift it. His hand stroked from the hilt of the sword to the spine of the sword, and then from the spine of the sword to the sword grid, and the faint sword intent spread along his great veins to the sea of qi, and the two trafficked, each buzzing.

His hand kept scraping the blade of the sword, and he hadn't opened it yet, how could that be good? The blood that he spit out had been licked and licked by Gu Dut, and the overlord reached out and wiped his mouth, smearing the remaining blood on the sword, and the blood stains disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"The sword is not sharpened, you have to help me. The overlord said to Chu Ren.

Chu Ren knew what this "help" meant, because the famous sword was born and the front was born with blood sacrifice, he hurriedly knelt down and said tremblingly: "Little one somehow, please have mercy on me and spare a life." ”

The overlord sneered and said: "In the second year of Tianfu, you sent a private message to the Liao general Yelu Yujian, and the letter leaked the deployment of our army in the Liaodong area. ”

This is the secret that Chu Ren has always hidden in his heart.

"Master, Nian didn't cause me trouble with Dajin, just spare my life. Besides, I found the location of this Sword Valley for my master, and I have worked hard without merit over the years, so I can be regarded as a guilty person. ”

Chu Ren's head knocked non-stop like pounding garlic.

"You're right, you will be punished. So I spared your life and gave you an arm, isn't it too much?"

Chu Ren said with tears in his eyes: "It's not an exaggeration, it's not an exaggeration, thank you for your success!" said that he endured the pain and cut off his left arm.

"Good. The overlord raised his sword with both hands and slashed, and cleanly cut off Chu Ren's left arm, blood splashed everywhere, and it was thrown in the air little by little, but it was taken by Gu Dull without landing a drop.

The overlord stuck his sword in the severed arm, but in the blink of an eye, a fresh severed arm withered, and the blood was sucked away.

The ancient blunt patina was all peeled off, shining and sharp, and the sword wind was blowing, and the ancient blunt was born.