Chapter 305: The Recognition of the Power of the Sword
Xiao Feng felt his brain was dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him began to move rapidly.
When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in a square riddled with holes. Instead, he was in a small cave full of weeds.
Before Xiao Feng could stand up, an old voice sounded in his ears.
"Little one, don't be afraid."
Xiao Feng rubbed his aching head and stood up staggeringly.
Although he wanted to be vigilant, the numbness in his body made him temporarily give up his vigilance.
If anything happens, stand up first and then talk.
But when he opened his eyes and saw clearly the appearance of the person coming, his heart couldn't help but trembled.
The guy in front of me is actually Yang Jian.
However, Yang Jian, who was sitting in front of him at this moment, was not as majestic as he thought, and his third eye was in full bloom.
On the contrary, Yang Jian now looks like a twilight old man, with extremely low vitality, as if he might belch at any moment.
However, for such a person, Xiao Feng did not dare to be disrespectful at all, because the flaming blade and the golden sword were spinning around him at this moment.
But no matter what, you can't just look at it like this. Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, what do you want to see me for...?"
Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at him. In his weathered eyes, dark golden colored glaze was gurgling.
But the third eye on his forehead was tightly closed at the moment, and even had a wrinkled cuticle on it, as if it hadn't been opened for a long time.
Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Yang Jian just shook his head and focused all his attention on the sword in front of him.
"If I could have encountered this sword earlier, how could I, the True Monarch Xian Sheng, end up in such a predicament? Fortune has a way with people, and God won't send me away!"
As Yang Jian spoke, the aura around him suddenly became stronger and stronger, turning into air waves, causing the entire cave to shake violently.
Yang Jian's actions made Xiao Feng's expression suddenly change. He thought he was angry and quickly dragged his body back, not daring to look directly at this terrifying aura.
After an unknown amount of time, the cave returned to calm, and Yang Jian calmed down the excitement in his body and began to turn his gaze towards Xiao Feng.
"Boy, I, the True Monarch of the Revealed Saint, can capture the Great Saint with the power of the Little Saint, and suppress the Great God with the power of the Little God. I will achieve glorious results in my life."
Having said this, Yang Jian's withered face was now full of excitement.
However, this expression did not last long, and began to dim rapidly, "But one day, I fell from the altar."
After hearing his words, Xiao Feng couldn't help but frown slightly, because at this moment, in Yang Jian's hand, he threw the sword in his hand at the same time.
This sudden scene caught Xiao Feng off guard, and he quickly stepped back, fearing that he would be affected.
But now, no matter what he heard, he had to retreat immediately, because the sword controlled by Yang Jian was too powerful.
Hearing this slightly self-deprecating voice, Xiao Feng's retreat speed slowed down slightly and he raised his head to look at Yang Jian.
To be precise, it is the flaming blade and golden sword controlled by Yang Jian's will.
In front of him, three rays of light flashed, and countless sword energy surged, directly submerging his body in an instant.
"The power of the sword, the power of the sword... the power of the sword!"
In the next moment, Xiao Feng was instantly overwhelmed by the power of the sword.
However, at the moment when the power of the sword submerged Xiao Feng's body, a thin film of horny golden light suddenly overflowed from the surface of Xiao Feng's body.
The golden film seemed very thin, but the sharp sword power could not hurt him at all.
Xiao Feng closed his eyes subconsciously at first, but when he opened his eyes again and looked at the sword in front of him, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
He really didn't expect that the golden power in his heart would come into play so quickly, saving him from being cut into tofu.
Although Yang Jian was extremely surprised that Xiao Feng would survive in this way, he nodded slightly at the next moment.
At least this way, it shows that Xiao Feng is qualified to inherit the power of the sword and will not bury him.
"Boy!" When Xiao Feng marveled at the power in his body, Yang Jian suddenly shouted loudly, "From now on, you are the master of the power of these swords. Remember, don't bury them!"
Yang Jian's words made Xiao Feng feel confused and didn't know what the other party was trying to do.
But at the next moment, Xiao Feng's body suddenly stagnated, and even his heart containing golden light was beating violently at this moment.
And all this was because of nothing else but the fact that in front of him - Yang Jian's tightly closed third eye was slowly opening at this moment.
The bright divine light overflowed from it, and the next moment, the entire cave, including Xiao Feng's body, was swallowed up by this light.