【Famous Sword: Night Travel God

Rarity: two stars

Quality: six-pin yellow

Sword Skill: Chongming

Fit: 5%

Income: 20 experience points/day

The sword is named Night Travel God. It is made of night fluorite, mithril, and aerite. It has a very beautiful appearance and can glow in the dark. It is one of the three royal families of the Qin Empire. It is a specially decorated sword made by Tianxing Pavilion. The sword blade is three feet and two inches. Net weight

Five pounds.

Jian Zhi said: Only when night falls can I highlight my splendor.]

"This sword is interesting. This is the first time I have encountered a decorative sword."

"The Great Qin Empire? Yu Sanjia? Tianxing Pavilion? A randomly crafted decorative sword is actually a sixth-grade sword. This is really awesome!"

After Chen Qiang read the introduction about the Night Walker God in "The Book of Famous Swords", he couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

Then he thought that the fighting was still going on over there, so he hurried forward again, and not long after, he returned to the bushes before.

Then I heard the thin monk from Fenxiang Valley holding two swords speaking nonsense.

"Hehe... I'm talking about the bastards of the Sword Sect. Are you disciples of the Sword Sect only capable of sneaking around?"

"The bastard just now was probably killed by my junior brother. I didn't expect another bastard to come here."

"Are you lining up to die? You really don't even leave yourself a way to survive. It's a disgrace to the Sword Sect!"

"You two, just kill the bastards in the bush over there in front of these sword sect bastards."

soon.

Two people separated from the battle group, said "yes", and rushed towards Chen Qiang.

As for the monk on the fourth floor of the Sword Sect, he didn't say a word. He just sped up his movements a bit, threw his arm forward suddenly, and shot a flying sword through the air with a light green stream of light.

The thin monk.

"Hahaha, it's just a small skill. Today I will show you that a sword is not as good as a sword!"

The thin monk laughed ferociously, and waved the two swords in his hands like the wind. A dense network of swords immediately enveloped the flying sword, completely covering it.

boom!--

The next moment, there was a loud noise.

The flying sword exploded violently, turning into a rain of swords that filled the sky and covered the ground, pouring down wildly.

"Hmph! It's just a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing?" The thin monk sneered disdainfully, and swung his swords violently, whipping up a hurricane that swept in all directions, completely defeating the sword rain.

"What? How is this possible!"

The monk on the fourth floor of the Jian Sect's foundation looked at this scene in disbelief with his face filled with astonishment and dumbfounded.

He did not expect that all the fat monks on the third floor of the foundation building had left, and the remaining short and thin monk could actually defeat him.

"Hmph, you are indeed a piece of trash from the Sword Sect. So what if you are on the fourth floor of the foundation building? Are you trying to fight me? I will send you back to the west today!"

Phew! Phew!——

Bang!!!--

However, before he could take action, the two corpse-moving disciples from Fenxiang Valley who had just been sent by him passed by him and then hit the ground heavily, completely losing their vitality.

Chen Qiang walked over with a sneer on his lips, pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in his hand, and pointed it at the thin monk from a distance.

"Sorry, it's me, the bastard in your mouth."

"I just don't know who the three people killed by this bastard like me are."

"Just you, the little rookie who just made such arrogant remarks, please answer it!"

Seeing Chen Qiang, the thin monk's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was full of horror, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"this……"

He never expected that the person who died turned out to be a person from Fenxiang Valley, which at least meant that the other party was also a foundation-building monk, and his strength was not weaker than him!

This is trouble!

The other disciples of Fenxiang Valley were also panicked. Chen Qiang's appearance here meant that the situation was bound to be reversed.

"Who are you?" the thin monk asked tremblingly, holding his two swords tightly.

"Haha, Chen Qiang, the corpse-moving disciple of the Sword Sect, you can call me Brother Qiang!" Chen Qiang smiled evilly and looked at him jokingly.

"Don't be too arrogant, I will fight with you!" the thin monk said in a conspiratorial tone.

"Oh? Come here." Chen Qiang lazily shrugged his shoulders, his wrist trembling slightly, and the tip of his sword was glowing with a cold white light, ready to go.

Whoosh!——

The thin monk turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

The other disciples of Fenxiang Valley followed closely behind, instantly giving up their opponents and walking away without any hesitation. Their movements were smooth and smooth. It was obvious that they had gone through many actual battles and accumulated rich experience.

really.

Chen Qiang didn't think about this at all. When he wanted to chase after him, he could no longer see the other party. He couldn't help but cursed in a funny way: "Don't let me catch these grandsons again!"

"Hey, what is this?"

A ring shot towards him, attracting Chen Qiang's attention.

"This... seems to be a space ring!"

Chen Qiang took the ring with the long sword in his hand, played with it in his hand, and found that it was very similar to the legendary space ring that formed its own space and could store items.

"Brother Qiang, this is the Space Ring, just a small way to save your life on the battlefield."

"Thank you Brother Qiang for saving your life. I can't repay you for it. Please let Brother Qiang choose these trophies first!"

Among the corpse-moving disciples of the Sword Sect, the monk on the fourth floor of the foundation walked up, pointed at the pile of debris next to him, and said firmly.

He had seen Chen Qiang's strength in building the fifth level just now, not to mention that if it weren't for Chen Qiang today, all ten of their corpse-moving disciples would have been lost in Liuyun Valley.

Other corpse-moving disciples also gathered around and echoed, with expressions of gratitude in their eyes, and the voice of "Thank you, Brother Qiang" instantly filled the dense forest.

At this time, Chen Qiang discovered that the pile of miscellaneous items were all magic weapons, but they were mainly of the eighth grade, mixed with a small amount of seventh grade.

Chen Qiang briefly chatted with the corpse-moving disciple on the fourth floor of the Sword Sect's Foundation Establishment, and learned that his name was Fang Zheng. He was a corpse-moving disciple in the Liuyun Valley war zone, and he was also the captain of the corpse-moving team formed this time.

They and the corpse-moving disciples from Fenxiang Valley fought just to clean up the battlefield and collect the pile of trophies while moving the corpses.

In addition to giving Chen Qiang priority in selecting the trophies, Fang Zheng even wanted to give up the position of captain. After all, in the world of cultivation, strength is respected.

Unfortunately, Chen Qiang had no interest in the position of captain and decisively refused.

but……

"Senior Brother Fang, to be honest, I am not very interested in these magic weapons."

"Let's be clear, I just want the sword."

"So, all the sword trophies belong to me, and I won't take any other trophies, how about that?"

After hesitating for a while, Chen Qiang finally revealed his purpose. He thought that the other party would bargain, but unexpectedly everyone readily agreed and unanimously agreed.

soon.

Chen Qiang knew why.

One reason is that among so many swords, there is only one sword that Chen Fan has not yet owned, and as a result, it was not included in the "Record of Famous Swords".

The other reason is because the disciples of the Sword Sect, the most indispensable thing is the sword!

Fortunately, Chen Qiang used the excuse that "his hobby is to collect various swords of different styles" to excuse him.

Slightly disappointed, Chen Qiang looked at Fang Zheng: "Senior Brother Fang, aren't there any high-quality swords left on the battlefield?"

I asked casually unwillingly, but unexpectedly Fang Zheng thought about it and nodded.
Chapter completed!