"Deal you quickly!" Bei Chenfeng held his sword and rushed towards the armored man. The armored man slashed with an axe, and Beichenfeng turned sideways and ducked under the armored man. "That's right, too large a size makes it inflexible. Huge targets
, Slow speed and bulky body, these are all weaknesses!" Bei Chenfeng said, holding the heavy sword and standing still. The armored man turned around and raised the big ax, and a strong wind suddenly appeared around Bei Chenfeng's body,
The wind swirled around Beichen Feng's body, and the big ax struck down, but Beichen Feng still didn't move...
Suddenly, Beichen Feng opened his eyes fiercely, with a fierce light in his eyes. He clenched the heavy sword with both hands, "Cut!" He slashed out with the sword, and the sword energy tore the world apart. A flash of green light, and the sword energy instantly penetrated the armor.
A sword mark several feet deep appeared on the ground behind the armored man's body. "Huh..." Bei Chenfeng took a breath, and with a heavy muffled sound, the armored man's body split into two pieces and hit the ground. "
This should be the fourth level, what will be the next level?" Bei Chenfeng looked at the white light and murmured.
Entering the light again, Beichen Feng closed his eyes habitually. As the light dimmed, this time Beichen Feng appeared in a narrow alley, a deep alley, dim light, and except for the sound of dripping water, what sound was there?
There was no, not even a breath of wind. "It's so quiet, what's the problem?" Beichen Feng looked around. Suddenly, a strange sound came to Beichen Feng's ears, "This is...a girl's cry?!" Beichen Feng
Startled.
Following the source of the sound, Bei Chenfeng hurriedly found a girl squatting on the ground and crying in the drizzle. The girl was only wearing a layer of gauze, which had already been wet by the rain. Her perfect body was almost transparent.
Before Bei Chenfeng's eyes, the sad crying made people feel distressed for no reason. Bei Chenfeng took a deep breath, slowly walked over, took off his clothes and covered the girl, and said softly, "Stop crying." The girl stopped crying.
, raised his head, his beautiful face, his big eyes filled with mist, looked at Beichen Feng with an incredible look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Bei Chenfeng asked with concern. "My master is dead." The girl's voice was pleasant, but what she said surprised Bei Chenfeng. Master, could it be... "My master is dead." The girl repeated.
"Your master?" Beichenfeng didn't react for a moment. "Yes, the master is dead." The girl said. "Your master...how did he die?" Beichenfeng asked. "He, he, he is
..." The girl continued intermittently, as if she was also on the verge of death.
"How are you?" Bei Chenfeng hurriedly hugged the girl. Unexpectedly, the girl took out a dagger from nowhere and pierced Bei Chenfeng's chest. With Bei Chenfeng's expression of incredible shock, the girl continued to talk intermittently.
, "Master, my master, master, is so dead..." At the end of the sentence, the girl started crying again.
There was a flash of blue light, and a slight blood mark appeared on the girl's neck. The cause of this injury was the Qiankun Sword that was placed on the girl's neck at this moment. "You are not a human, right?" Bei Chenfeng asked coldly. "I once
Yes." The girl replied. "Once?!" Bei Chenfeng was shocked again. "I used to be a human, but now I am not. My master threw me into the sword-making furnace. Now I am not a human, just a sword spirit.
"The girl seemed to be narrating her own story.
"In the past, I had a master who loved me very much. He was very kind to me. Although I was just picked up by him, he raised me as his child. When I was sixteen years old, my master told me that he
To cast a peerless sword, I needed my help. I told the master that I was willing. So, the master threw me into the sword-making furnace... The sword was cast, but at this time it was not so much the sword as it was me, I
I killed my master and then manipulated myself to come here, waiting for my next master..."
"Oh no! Is this also a setting? Is it true?" Beichen Feng was no longer calm. "No, no one knows what I am doing here, not even Feng Yun. I have been waiting for my next successor.
Master, I know about your appearance..." the girl said. "So, what is your name?" Bei Chenfeng asked with a frown. "I don't have a name." The girl said. "You have a name, but you don't want to say it." Bei Chenfeng said. Girl
He glanced at Bei Chenfeng, covered his face and smiled.
"What's wrong? What I said is wrong?" Beichen Feng asked. "You're right, my name is Ling'er." The girl said. "Ling'er?" Bei Chenfeng was not calm again. Why didn't this girl say she was the Fairy Sword?
In the legend of Xia, I also forged swords, threw them into furnaces, and returned Ling'er. Damn it, this is a movie! "Your expression shows that you don't believe what I said." Ling'er said. "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I don't believe it."
I feel so, so incredible." Bei Chenfeng forced a smile.
"Incredible?" Ling'er was puzzled. "Nothing. According to what you said, I am your master?" Beichen Feng changed the subject. "Yes, you are my master." Ling'er said. "Okay, then
Where is the peerless sword that you mentioned as your body?" Beichen Feng asked. "It's in your hand." Ling'er pointed at the Qiankun Sword. Beichen Feng was completely uncomfortable, "You mean, Mo
Wuyun is your master, and you killed the peerless swordsmith Mo Wuyun?!" "Yes." Ling'er nodded.
After taking a few deep breaths, Beichen Feng calmed down his extremely excited mood and said, "Okay, I'll be your master." "Actually, whether you want it or not, you are my master." As he spoke, Ling'er's body transformed.
A ray of white light entered the Qiankun Sword. Beichen Feng was surprised to find that the Qiankun Sword emitted a white light, and then white light lines appeared on the cyan Qiankun Sword. The whole sword turned light blue, and it became more familiar and familiar.
With a sense of softness, Bei Chenfeng felt that the Qiankun Sword in his hand was no longer a sword, but a living person.
"Is this the original appearance of the Qiankun Sword?" Bei Chenfeng was shocked. "No, actually the master invested two people back then, one was me and the other was my sister." Ling'er said. "Your sister?
"Beichen Feng found that things were getting more and more complicated. "Yes, I wear white clothes, which symbolizes purity and purity, and Yan'er wears purple clothes, which symbolizes temptation and turbidity. One of us represents Qian, one represents Kun, one represents heaven, and the other represents earth.
, so this sword is called Qiankun Sword." Ling'er said.
"That's it..." Beichen Feng nodded thoughtfully, "Then where is your sister, that Yan'er?" "I don't know." Ling'er shook her head. Beichen Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled in relief.
, "That's right, nothing is absolutely lucky or fair. I am satisfied to get this news and you." "Master, you mean, do you want me?" Ling'er realized something and was extremely shy.
Asked. "What?!" Beichenfeng staggered and almost fell to the ground.
