After a long time, Ling'er puffed out a small face, looked at the sword wall in horror, and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

Wu Hao's heart moved slightly, just now when the spirit knife approached the sword wall, there was obviously a sword intent overflowing. It was this sword intent that shattered the spirit sword.

It's just that all kinds of sword intents are vertical and horizontal here, and you can't detect it if you don't pay attention, but the people here are all shrewd people, how can they not see the doorway.

"Is this sword intent the sword intent left on the sword wall? It's just that why is it diametrically opposed to that domineering, with a faint hint of lingering. Ling'er finally said this, a little unsure.

"Yes, I didn't expect my junior sister to notice this abnormality. But the sword is a way, the poor are tens of millions, the rich are endless, the yin is yang, the yang is yin, the yin and yang are chaotic, and they are mutually restrictive. Everything is clear, and the hegemony is extremely soft and self-generated, which is the supreme avenue. ”

Xiang Feng said that although Wu Hao didn't know the auspicious meaning, he understood a rough idea. It is just with softness, soft with rigidity, but it is simple, but it is extremely difficult to do, after all, it is two opposite artistic conceptions, just like fire and water, the difficulty of which is by no means ordinary people can do.

"Then how do you get the sword?" asked the little girl, blinking her eyes and looking curious.

Xiang Feng didn't feel annoyed, and patiently explained the girl's doubts. I saw that with a bend of the hand, a spiritual seal was punched out, with Xiang Feng's divine consciousness imprint on it, like mud and sand entering the water, without the slightest wave, and disappeared into the sword wall.

After the sword wall absorbed this spirit seal, the thousands of spirit swords on it all moved in unison, making a clanging sword sound. However, the thousands of spirit swords just stopped as soon as they moved, and their calm was restored, but one of the brilliant Qingfeng suddenly shone brightly, broke free from the sword wall at once, and turned into a green rainbow and landed on Xiang Feng's head, constantly swallowing the sword rays.

"What is this?" Wu Hao couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at Xiang Feng with puzzlement.

Xiang Feng smiled at Wu Hao, a ray of light flowed in his eyes, hidden very deeply, and no one noticed.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't worry, my Senior Brother Xia came to the Sword Wall for the sake of sword selection, but now that I meet my junior brother and sister, I can try it together, after all, my Heavenly Sword Peak does not stipulate that Ten Thousand Sword Mountain does not allow other mountain peak disciples to come to get the sword. ”

Xia Yu glanced at Xiang Feng meaningfully and did not speak. Even if it is the inner disciple of his peak, I am afraid that Xiang Feng will not be so easy to speak, you must know who said that the spirit sword on the sword wall has no explicit regulations, but the disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak regard it as their own thing, how can they tolerate others getting involved.

"This spirit sword is mine, and it is cultivated on the sword wall on weekdays, but in order to go down the mountain in a few days to practice, I have to take it out and casually accompany Senior Brother Xia to this sword selection. ”

Xiang Feng put away the Qingfeng on his head and said to Wu Hao and the others.

"Sword Selection?"

Wu Hao and the two were obviously very strange, but Xiang Feng just looked at Xia Yu with a smile and didn't explain. Seeing this, Xia Yu understood in his heart, walked a few steps forward, and came to the front of the sword wall, and the sword intent around him, an invisible wind swayed, and Xia Yu's clothes were popping.

Immediately, Xia Yu clasped his hands together, recited a few words silently in his mouth, and slowly separated outward, a purple-blue sword light was slowly pulled out, and the condensed sword intent actually caused the sword on the sword wall to vibrate again and again.

Not only did Wu Hao and Ling'er pay full attention to this move, but even Xiang Feng, who had always loved to laugh, was also attentive and thoughtful, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

"What a strong sword intent"

Xia Yu saw this purple-blue sword light, his eyebrows and eyes closed, and a thin slit suddenly appeared on his originally flat forehead, standing vertically in the center of his eyebrows, and slowly opening outward.

Seeing this, Xiang Feng's face became more and more ugly, his hands were clenched tightly, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Eye of the Sword"

Ling'er exclaimed in a low voice, and then she was afraid that it would affect Xia Yu, so she covered her lips fiercely.

Wu Hao was stunned, it seemed that he was still inferior to these disciples who had been in contact with cultivation since childhood, and his knowledge was really weak. Immediately communicated with Ling'er and asked what this sword eye was.

After learning about it, Wu Hao looked at Xia Yu's gaze and couldn't help but be envious.

Sword eyes, but they are very rare, and some people have never even heard of them, let alone seen them. Only when you have a deep comprehension of the way of the sword, or have the body of a sword spirit, can you have the slightest chance to comprehend this eye. This eye is not only effective for the true solution of the sword, but it is also a powerful technique, and the power is by no means ordinary.

Xia Yu was obviously struggling to use this eye, the thin slit was only slightly separated, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his resolute face was also faintly trembling, as if he was enduring great pain.

However, Xia Yu's perseverance was obviously extraordinary, clenching his teeth, making a gurgling sound, and enduring the pain.

Suddenly, a twisted black line flashed out, the vertical eye disappeared, the forehead was as good as ever, and the eyes were also open, faintly tired.

The black line shot a lot, and it melted into the blue-purple sword, the originally calm sword light, the lightning was shining, and a trace of sword qi flew out, Xia Yu was a little empty, and the sword turned into a purple-black long sword, and struck at the sword wall.

The long sword with purple-black mana condensation, like a sea of mud, did not splash a single wave, but made a few people stagnate.

However, after a while, the sword wall was like a painting curtain, faintly flashing a circle of ripples, and the spirit swords on it moved in unison, and then a buzz came out, and those spirit swords were like weeds in the wind, swinging violently, as if they were about to break free from the sword wall.

But the sword wall seems to have an inexplicable gravitational force, although these spirit swords are shaking violently, but none of them have come out of the wall. However, one of them penetrated deep into the sword wall, revealing only one spirit sword with a sword hilt, and let out a sword roar like a dragon's roar, making the spirit swords swinging around it quiet for an instant.

This sword swayed slightly, and if an external force was pulling it, it retreated inch by inch, revealing a fiery red blade, and a trace of light overflowed, which actually made people's eyes have a burning feeling.

Seeing this, Xia Yu had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and as soon as he raised his hand, the sword was like a wild horse that had escaped, and with a brush, it fell into Xia Yu's hand, spitting out tongues of fire.

"Spirit Weapon!"

Xiang Feng couldn't hold back any longer, looked at the seven-foot green peak, and lost his voice. Wu Hao also had an ugly face, the spirit weapon, that was a weapon used in the foundation building period, it was rare to see in normal times, but I didn't expect Xia Yu to get one so easily today.

But Xia Yu, who was only a young man, had a calm face and did not have the slightest sense of joy. And the next move surprised everyone present.

Xia Yu touched the three-foot Qingfeng, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and he took off the long sword on his back.

This long sword is very common in the world, a hilt wrapped in oilcloth, and an unpretentious scabbard.

That's right, it's the scabbard, which can be said to be extremely rare in the cultivation world. The spirit swords used by immortal cultivators are all stored in storage bags, or more powerful monks are included in the dantian for cultivation.

Carrying it on his back like Xia Yu, not to mention that there is none, but it is absolutely rare, and it is similar to a swordsman in the rivers and lakes, how can there be the freedom of a cultivator.

But when things go wrong, there must be demons, and the more strange the dress, the more people can't see through, and I don't know what the long sword is for.

Xia Yu stuck the long sword on the ground, spit out a rainbow light from his mouth, the long sword was bright, after trembling slightly, the white light of the sword edge flashed, and it spread in an instant, like a thousand feet of light, everyone only felt that something was attacking the three-foot Qingfeng, and before they could see it clearly, the dazzling light was dimmed, and they glanced at Xia Yu who was carrying the long sword on his back, and several people did not ask out loud, Xia Yu also stood aside extremely coldly, silent.

Xiang Feng laughed a few times, then looked at Wu Hao and the others, signaling that they could also give it a try. Under Wu Hao's gaze, Ling'er Lian moved lightly, came to a position and stopped.

Knowing that only sword-shaped spells could be approached, you are not welcome, and the little hand with the sleeve of the coat turned quickly, and one after another spiritual rays shot out.

The first time Wu Hao saw the little girl using the spell, he also looked at it curiously, after all, Ling'er was the senior sister of Miaoxin Peak, if she didn't have any ability, Wu Hao wouldn't believe it.

The spirit is like a spiritual cloud, floating around the girl's body, and the small body is even thinner.

But those spiritual clouds contained extremely terrifying spiritual pressure, and a strong pressure came towards the three of them, and Wu Hao took three steps back to stop the trend. Xia Yu, who originally had a cold face, also changed his complexion and took half a step back. Only Xiang Feng, whose cultivation is the highest, did not move a step, but his face was also ugly and abnormal, as if he remembered something, and there was a faint trace of fear in Ling'er's gaze.

"Condensation"

Ling'er snorted softly, and the spiritual rays gathered together, becoming like substance, giving people a feeling of being extremely heavy, and I was a little breathless just looking at it.

"Sword Out"

That heavy spiritual light, after a burst of distortion, turned into a small sword condensed by cyan spiritual light, and there were spiritual clouds gathering on the surface, which was similar to the real spirit sword.

"Go" Ling'er pointed with his little hand, and the cyan spirit sword slammed into the sword wall, and where it was hit, there was a snap, and it shattered into criss-crossing cracks, compared to Xia Yu's blow just now, I don't know how much more terrifying. But after a few moments, the shattered area slowly squirmed and became smooth again.

The little girl didn't realize it, she saw a spirit sword with a strong aura, and with a finger of her hand, the spirit sword flew out with a brush, and it seemed to be taken by force.

The three of them were also shocked by the little girl's toughness, and they didn't speak, but Xiang Feng was the first to wake up and said to Ling'er.

"I was offended a lot just now, and I hope my sister will forgive me. ”

Ling'er's nose wrinkled when she heard this, as if she was a little displeased, she looked at the spirit sword in her hand with curiosity, and retreated to Wu Hao's side, ignoring Xiang Feng. Xiang Feng smiled awkwardly, not daring to speak casually.

Wu Hao was also surprised by the little girl's strength, it seemed that the girl didn't perform any secret techniques at all, but just relied on her profound mana to forcibly condense a spirit sword and forcibly selected the sword with brute force. And if you are not mistaken, the sword condensing technique is the real simulacrum.

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