Chapter 97 Zhenxie was born and shocked all directions
Li Fuzhou was adjusting his breath, then he looked up and saw the peerless swordsman walking towards the Suppressing Evil Sword, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
This evil-suppressing sword is known as the Demon Sword. After the Great Zhou Dynasty created this sword, three Great Zhou emperors died on this sword. There were also countless royal masters in the Great Zhou Dynasty who wanted to surrender to this sword, but in the end they were all drained of their blood by this sword.
and died. From then on, this sword became a taboo in the world, until the Zhou Dynasty divided it into six parts and suppressed the earth seal.
However, the reputation of this sword has always been spread among the people and history books.
This sword ranks third in the list of famous swords in the world. Swordsmen love famous swords and pursue famous swords. Throughout the ages, once a famous sword is born, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm. However, swordsmen in the world are as afraid of the Suppressing Evil Sword as no swordsman.
I am willing to die for this sword.
"Does this person not know the weirdness of this evil-suppressing sword, or does he not believe in evil?"
Li Fuzhou thought to himself.
In his opinion, the swordsman's desire to conquer the evil-suppressing sword was undoubtedly a fantasy.
There are some evil things, even if you don’t believe them, you still have to believe them.
In the sky, Liu Qingshan, Tianliu, Guo Yuchun and others faced off against the other four masters. They were full of energy and bizarre, and it was three points more fierce than the fierce battle with Li Fuzhou just now.
However, after a long period of fighting, even a first-level master's internal energy will be exhausted, especially Tian Cansou who has been fighting continuously.
He had already fought with An Jing before, and then had a scuffle. Now, his internal strength was almost at the bottom, so he could only retreat and start adjusting his breath.
Tian Cansou naturally noticed An Jing's movements and couldn't help but frown.
At that time, the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty were all masters at the master level, but they still died under this evil-suppressing sword, which shows the evil and terrifying nature of this evil-suppressing sword.
When An Jing walked to the mummy, he felt that the bones in his body were getting cold, and his breath turned into a cloud of white mist. At this time, a large amount of evil energy gathered on the mummy's body, and the biting ice
Even a first-level master can't stop Han.
"This mummy..."
Doubts arose in An Jing's heart.
Who is this mummy!?
Why is this evil-suppressing sword inserted on this mummy!?
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The Remnant Evil Sword sensed An Jing's arrival and emitted a cheerful sound.
An Jing subconsciously held the hilt of the evil-suppressing sword.
The next moment, he felt his eyes blurred, and his vision was filled with mist and darkness.
In the darkness, streaks of blood appeared, seemingly filling the darkness, and the dazzling bright red was reflected in An Jing's pupils.
Then the blood gradually disappeared, leaving a barren and desolate land.
"Roar!"
A terrifying roaring sound resounded in his mind. Hearing this sound, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.
This fear comes from instinct, like a natural fear of this roar and this terrible power.
An Jing stood between heaven and earth, the fear of helplessness almost filling his body, as if it was about to devour him.
His heart began to tremble continuously, and his breathing also stopped, as if he couldn't take a breath out of his chest, and then his brain began to go blank.
An Jing bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and a pain instantly shot through him. Only then did he regain a sense of consciousness. At this moment, he felt that his whole body was covered with sweat, as if he had just experienced a big battle.
The roaring sound gradually dissipated.
An Jing gasped for air, then narrowed his eyes suddenly and looked forward.
Something that didn't appear just now appeared on the barren land.
He saw it.
The sword is broken, the man dies...
"That is......."
Before he could realize it, An Jing's eyes dimmed again, and what caught his eye was the hilt of the Suppressing Evil Sword.
A qi movement came from the hilt of the sword, as if a sound like the roar of a dragon from the sky exploded between heaven and earth.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The entire Sanmiao Mountain began to shake crazily, as if it was caught in an earthquake.
"what happened!?"
Many masters present showed horror on their faces and their hearts were trembling wildly.
Li Fuzhou looked at the swordsman in disbelief, "Suppressing Evil Sword!?"
"It's the swordsman!" Ling Yuhua looked over and then lost his voice.
"Is he drawing the evil-suppressing sword?"
Guo Yuchun also looked surprised.
The evil-suppressing sword was a forbidden weapon in the previous dynasties, and even in the Zhou Dynasty it was already talked about by everyone. Such a sword represents ominousness and bad luck.
"Is there really anyone in this world who can make the Suppressing Evil Sword recognize its master?" Liu Qingshan also murmured to himself.
Three generations of Zhou emperors and many royal masters failed to make this peerless sword recognize its master, but the swordsman in front of him made this evil-suppressing sword recognize its master. Is there something mysterious in this?
"Evil Suppressing Sword......"
Compared to the others, Li Yue was more shocked and couldn't help but ask: "Who is this swordsman? Why can he pull out the Suppressing Evil Sword!?"
"Chi!"
An Jing held the hilt of the sword with one hand and pulled it out suddenly.
"Chi!"
A sword energy soared into the sky, rushing into the darkness, as if tearing open a hole. The sword light was like the rising sun piercing the dark night, illuminating everyone's faces.
Yestaa is born!
At the same time, the ground flowers behind Anjing appeared like shadows and seemed to be gradually condensing.
How does it feel when night suddenly turns into day?
The tingling feeling was like the ground cracking.
The surging sword energy swept over and surged forward with endless sharpness.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Many masters present tried their best to block it, and the closest ones were Tian Cansou and Li Yue.
Their bodies were also injured by the cold air, and they retreated continuously.
Air waves were flying and smoke and dust were flying everywhere.
The peerless sword, which has been silent for thousands of years, welcomes its master.
"Is this the broken evil-suppressing sword?"
Li Yue wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of horror in his eyes.
"It is indeed a peerless sword. Even though the sword body is divided into six parts, it still has such amazing sword intent." Tian Cansou also stared at the Suppressing Evil Sword in An Jing's hand and said in astonishment.
Many experts present were shocked.
No one thought that this evil-suppressing sword would one day recognize its owner.
Who is this swordsman?!
Why does this evil-suppressing sword recognize its owner!?
"Tap tap tap...."
At this moment, sounds came from the forest next to the main hall.
"Is there someone!?"
There were all top-notch experts present, and they were naturally very aware of the surrounding situation. As if they had sensed something, they looked towards the shadow of the trees in the distance.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
The next moment, a hail of arrows came from the moonlit sky.
The rain of arrows was dense, and there were dots of green light attached to the arrows.
"Go quickly! All the monks of Faxi Temple evacuate this place."
Fawu shouted quickly.
The monks of Faxi Temple did not dare to be careless and quickly retreated into the distance. Fortunately, the target of these arrows was not them, but the group of martial arts masters in the center.