At that position, the green and black energy gathered until it was as black as ink. Finally, with a roar of a tiger that tore the world apart, a knife was spat out.
Guan Yun looked up to the sky and howled loudly, and as soon as he opened his mouth to vomit, it was like tigers roaring all over the world, and swords flying across the sky.
"cut!"
Guan Yun raised his hands high, grasping a dark iron-colored ancient thick-backed broadsword condensed with Tiger Roaring Sword Qi, and slashed it down against the purple gold alms bowl.
"Clang!"
An earth-shaking loud noise erupted when the black knife slashed the purple gold alms bowl.
Even though there was a distance of tens of feet, Chen Yang was still pushed back several steps by the burst of air. If he wasn't worried about crushing the little girl Tang Que behind him, Chen Yang would have wanted to sit on the ground to relieve himself.
The momentum.
In the sky, one goes up and one goes down, and flies out upside down.
A sudden cut appeared on the purple gold alms bowl, and cracks spread continuously, as if the purple gold alms bowl would be scattered in the air.
However, as it flew upside down, countless purple-gold rays of light surged out, pouring into every tiny crack, just like pouring cement, forcibly closing and repairing this magic weapon.
In the blink of an eye, the purple gold alms bowl flew upside down into the westernmost Bodhi Garden and landed under the largest Bodhi tree.
Where the purple gold alms bowl fell, a long sigh came from afar:
"Hu Po, I never thought you would end up like this."
The sigh lingered melodiously, and finally gradually disappeared.
Except for a sigh, there was no movement. The owner of the sigh seemed not to want to leave the tallest Bodhi tree in the Bodhi Garden.
At the same time that the sigh reached Chen Yang's ears, Guan Yun fell from the sky.
Chen Yang originally wanted to take it, but when he heard the word "tiger soul", he was stunned for a moment and missed the opportunity.
At the same time, he also saw that Guan Yun did not need him to pick him up.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise and gravel flew. Guan Yun knelt down on one knee, holding the tiger sword in both hands, with the blade half inserted into the ground. Green and black energy rose up from it, turning into tiger heads, roaring.
, there seems to be endless unwillingness to draw out the sword and cut the world again.
Chen Yang carried one on his back and held another in his arms, walked over, and stood in front of Guan Yun, his expression moving slightly.
Guan Yun's situation is quite bad.
From his hands holding the tiger sword to his bare upper body, there was green and black energy flowing in and out.
Every time you go in, it's like throwing a sharp sword into a broken sack. No matter how you move it, the edge of the sword will always come out of the sack.
The so-called cone in the bag.
But what if this bag, this torn sack, is a person?
"Tiger sword."
"Guan Dayin, could it be that what you are holding is really the Tiger Soul Sword of the War Master Chi You?!"
Chen Yang couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.
When people in the Bodhi Garden mentioned the tiger soul sword, he only remembered the name of a magical weapon.
"you know?"
"It...what is it?!"
Guan Yun spoke with great difficulty.
Every time he uttered a word, pieces of his internal organs were spit out.
If it were this miserable situation, no one else would be able to survive.
But Chen Yang didn't think he would die.
Where is the scabbard of the Tiger Saber so easy to die?
Chen Yang knew what Guan Yun was asking, so he pondered for a moment and said:
"In ancient mythology, the Lord of Jiuli raised an army to fight against the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan.
His name was Chi You, and he was the military leader and god of war for later generations.
Chi You once had a mount that was a heterogeneous black tiger. After he died on the battlefield, Chi You used the black tiger as the basis, fused with the boundless bloody energy on the battlefield, and forged the famous tiger sword, relying on it to compete with the Xuanyuan Sword of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan."
Chen Yang didn't care that as a person in this world, Guan Yun had never heard of Emperor Xuanyuan or the great god Chi You, so he simply told the story of the Tiger Soul Sword.
After hearing this, Guan Yun coughed up blood and laughed loudly: "Chi You is such a great soldier, and such a great warrior.
It is not in vain for me, Guan Yun, to serve as a scabbard for such a being."