459.Chapter 459: Take It!
When they returned to the front yard, Lei Hu and Guan Ping were walking around the shadow wall behind the door. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Seeing Jian Chen and the others coming back, Lei Hu couldn't help but wonder: "Brother, where have you been? This shadow wall seems to have shook just now!"
What is going on with the shadow wall, of course Jian Chen knows.
He didn't answer Lei Hu's question, and what he was concerned about now was another thing.
The cold black sword in his hand, after he brought it back to the front yard of the sword from the hillside, the cold air on the sword body turned out to be ...... Much weaker!
Is it your own hands that are used to the cold?
In order to be sure, Jian Chen even handed the sword to Guo Chuanzong again and asked him to touch it.
"Huh?"
Guo Chuanzong originally touched his hand to the body of the black sword with the mentality of seeing death as home, but after only one breath, he exclaimed:
"Like...... Not so icy?"
Ling Wei was also standing next to the shadow wall, his eyes hadn't left the black sword since Jian Chen appeared, and at this time, he suddenly frowned and interjected:
"This sword...... Where did you get that?"
Jian Chen looked back at him, since Ling Wei woke up from his coma, he had rarely taken the initiative to say anything, but now because of a sword?
"Do you know this sword?"
Jian Chen asked.
Ling Wei shook his head, "I don't know, but it's ......"
He tilted his head and thought about it, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be ...... There is some induction. ”
Induction?
Jian Chen nodded, there is a sense, that's right.
Ling Wei had a blood sword aura on his body, and no matter where this aura came from, but at least, he could find a sense on this black sword, wouldn't that be more certain about this sword-
It's also one of the blood-draining swords?!
The cold on the black sword was slowly subsiding, and when Jian Chen no longer needed to use the chaotic internal force to resist the waves of cold, the breathing of the people around him suddenly became a little heavier.
"There's something weird about this sword!"
Lei Hu was the first to sink his face, and looked sideways at Zhao Zichao, who had a blood-red presence in his eyes, with a thoughtful expression.
"Xiao Guo, I want to trouble you. ”
Jian Chen stared at the black sword again, and said to Guo Chuanzong.
"Huh?"
Guo Chuanzong was upset and irritated for no reason, and he was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and couldn't help but look at Jian Chen in doubt.
"Here, dig another hole to fit the depth of this sword. ”
Jian Chen stretched out his finger and pointed, pointing in the direction, but it was the shadow wall.
Guo Chuanzong was stunned for a moment, suddenly reacted, and suddenly said: "Sixth brother, you mean ......?"
"Not bad. Jian Chen nodded and said: "The cold on this sword does not belong to the sword itself, but has been pressed under the jade cold stone for many years, and has been eroded by the cold on the stone. ”
His eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "It is not by chance that this sword was pressed under the jade cold stone, but someone deliberately did it, the purpose is to suppress the evil qi on this sword with the cold qi on the jade cold stone!"
This method of suppressing evil qi with cold air...... It's familiar.
"This sword, this sword is-!"
Guo Chuanzong followed Jian Chen for the longest time, and was the first to jump up, his face shocked.
"Blood Sword? You said this sword is a Blood Sword?"
Meng Hanran had also personally participated in the making of the Extraterrestrial Meteoric Iron Scabbard for the Blood Draining Sword before, and when he heard this, he also understood, but he didn't believe it.
He dominated the Sword Villa because of a blood-draining sword obtained out of thin air, and finally the whole village was destroyed, and at this moment, the sword that Jian Chen found from the underground in the village actually said that it was a blood-draining sword?
Jian Chen glanced at him and said, "Let Xiao Guo tell you the details later, I still have something to do, and I have to go out." ”
Lei Hulian asked, "Brother, where are you going?" Let the Sprinkle family accompany you on a trip?"
Jian Chen shook his head, looked at the endless blue sky in the distance, and said with a bit of a distraction:
"No, I'm enough for these things. ”
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Fan Yang, Jiashan.
There is a city at the foot of the mountain, called the Mighty City.
When it was past noon, the Xiongwu North City Gate was just handed over, and the two teams of Xiongwu sergeants who were full of food and drink were guarding one side of the city gate, and in the solemn expression, a killing spirit was born spontaneously, and it was the elite soldiers of the two teams who had really been on the battlefield.
Xiongwu City is usually not crowded, often standing at the gate of the city for a day without meeting a person who wants to enter the city, but today, after the two teams of elite soldiers have just completed the change of guard, in the distance, there is a horse slowly coming.
"Who's coming?"
Even if it was just a horse, the defenders of the city gate did not wait to ignore it, and their faces were pale, and the killing aura suddenly rushed to the clouds, and they stared at the horses that were getting closer and closer with stern expressions.
Sitting on horseback was a young man, and when he heard the shouting, he leaped down from his horse, and spread his hands at the defenders, indicating that he had no ill will.
"Own people. ”
He smiled in response to the lieutenant who shouted at him.
"Your own people?"
The lieutenant looked very suspicious, looked him up and down, and shouted: "Lao Tzu has been on duty in Xiongwu City for three years, why have I never seen you?"
"Blame me?"
The young man still just smiled, reached into his arms, took out an iron plate, threw it in front of the captain, and said, "You see if this token is fake?"
The lieutenant hesitated, raised his hand to take the token, and only glanced upward, and his face suddenly changed greatly.
Snake Twenty-Nine!
On the token, these four words seemed to be as heavy as a mountain, and the lieutenant only glanced at it, and his wrist suddenly trembled, and the token fell from his hand to the ground.
"Fence it off!"
Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, the saber at his waist was already unsheathed, and the expression on his face was as if he was facing a great enemy.
Whoa!
Almost as soon as the lieutenant's voice fell, the formation of the two teams of battle-hardened soldiers dispersed, and in a short time they were surrounded from both sides, and everyone with spears in their hands was awe-inspiring, surrounding the young man in the middle.
The one who can take out the snake twenty-nine tokens is naturally Jian Chen.
The captain's overreaction made him stunned, and the smile on his face finally couldn't continue, his face sank, and he said, "What, this token is fake?"
The lieutenant snorted, raised his head and made a gesture at the head of the city, and said sharply: "The token is true, but your snake twenty-nine has already betrayed the hero, and you dare to swagger back, Lao Tzu also admires your courage!"
"Me?" Jian Chen blinked, pointed at himself, and said in surprise: "Mutiny?"
Although he had left Xiongwu City without permission, he had not done anything to harm the interests of Xiongwu City, at most he was just leaving his post without permission.
It was precisely because of this consideration that he did not plan to sneak into Xiongwu City by secret means, who would have thought that when he walked to the door, he would already meet each other.
"Hmph!" the captain said coldly: "The announcement issued by the snake boss himself, can it be fake?"
Suddenly, there was another shout, "Take it!"
"Drink!"
The surrounding sergeants listened to the order, and immediately roared in unison, stomped heavily on the ground under their feet, and the neat sixteen steel spears were sharp, and they stabbed out in three ways, upper, middle and lower, sealing all the dodge space around Jian Chen's body.
Elite soldiers in a hundred battles, although they do not have mastery of martial arts, but the momentum when they make moves is not comparable to ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.