Chapter 44: The True Strength of the Qiankun Sword
After a long explanation, Beichen Feng finally explained to Ling'er the meaning of what he said. He breathed a long sigh of relief. Beichen Feng felt very relieved that he finally understood it. Looking at the Qiankun Sword in his hand, Beichen Feng suddenly wrinkled.
Frowning, the Qiankun Sword ranks first among the top ten most famous swords. Why can't it even cut down a man in silver armor? Beichen Feng was depressed. Ling'er seemed to see Beichen Feng's troubles and said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
If you understand, you can ask me."
Bei Chenfeng glanced at Ling'er and hesitated. "Master, do you want to ask why the Qiankun Sword ranks first among the top ten most famous swords but is just a very ordinary sword in your hand?" Ling'er said.
Asked. Beichen Feng nodded. "First of all, the Qiankun Sword will choose its own master independently. Only those selected by the Qiankun Sword can use it. Secondly, the strength of the Qiankun Sword depends on the master, Mei'er and Ling'er.
Only then can you fully unleash your talent." Ling'er said.
"The reason, three people?" Bei Chenfeng was puzzled. "The strength of the Qiankun Sword is really too terrifying, so it was divided into three parts, of which Mei'er and Ling'er took up two parts, and Master you took up another part, Master
You account for half, Mei'er and Ling'er account for a quarter, and Master, your own cultivation level is too low, so you can't exert half of the strength of the Qiankun Sword, not even 1%.
"Ling'er said. "Ah?!" Bei Chenfeng was speechless. Damn it, is his strength really that low?
"But Master, don't worry now. Master has Ling'er. Ling'er can help Master bring out a quarter of the strength of the Qiankun Sword." Ling'er comforted. "A quarter? Only a quarter?" Beichen
Feng was a little depressed. Ling'er pouted, "Master, do you want to know Ling'er's previous master? Ling'er's previous master did not rely on the power of Ling'er and Mei'er, but killed tens of thousands of masters by himself alone. Qiankun
The sword is useless." "Ah? The Qiankun Sword is useless, so he is..." Bei Chenfeng was suddenly startled.
"That's right, Ling'er's last master only used one hand, not so much a hand, but a finger." Ling'er said with great reverence. Suddenly, Beichen Feng realized something, "Ling'er, you
The last master you are talking about is Beichen Feng, right?" "That's right." Ling'er said. Beichen Feng's facial expression was very exciting for a moment. Beichen Feng, the master of Sword Emperor, is he currently on the same level as his master? Don't say that.
Speaking of levels, one is in the ninth level of heaven and the other is in the eighteenth level of hell.
When Bei Chenfeng was lamenting his tragic life, an accident happened again. Light suddenly enveloped the place. Then Bei Chenfeng found that he had entered the next level, and in this level, there were actually three hundred people in silver armor.
Moreover, these three hundred silver armored men, armed with shields and spears, had two red lights on their dark armored helmets. With uniform movements and the sound of cold metal collisions, the armored men were gradually approaching. Beichen Feng
Holding the Qiankun Sword tightly, he squinted at the approaching armored man with a smile on his lips.
"Ling'er, didn't you say that you control a quarter of the power of the Qiankun Sword? Let me see how powerful a quarter of the Qiankun Sword is!" Bei Chenfeng said with a smile. "Okay, master, be good.
Enjoy it!" Ling'er smiled and entered the Qiankun Sword. White lines appeared on the Qiankun Sword again. The white lines gave off a dazzling light. Beichenfeng felt a heat flow pouring into his body. Beichenfeng suddenly felt like he was
The body is full of strength, "Come on, blast!"
Beichen Feng instantly stood out and penetrated the oncoming armored man, and then came behind the armored man. "This feeling of power is so good." Beichenfeng said with a smile. "Storm Sword!" Beichenfeng immediately used his sword move,
The dense sword light killed the armored man who was unable to react. Beichenfeng used his sword moves to rush back and forth among the armored men. The armored man's camp was instantly disrupted, and Beichenfeng was also ready for the final blow, "Rear-
A backhand sword! The green sword light even loosened the space restrictions here.
The sword light dissipated, and the place was in a mess... Beichen Feng put away the sword and murmured, "Is this a quarter of the power of the Qiankun Sword? Kill three hundred armored men in an instant!" "Actually, Master, you are still the same.
It has not exerted a quarter of the power of the Qiankun Sword, or even one-tenth of its power. The Qiankun Sword can be improved according to the strength of the sword holder, but your current strength, Master, is really...
"Ling'er stopped talking. "Okay, I understand, your cultivation level must be improved." Beichen Feng personally felt the sorrow of insufficient strength.
"Hey..." Before he could speak, Beichen Feng felt another flash of white light, "I'm going to choke you, could it be..." The white light dissipated, Beichen Feng looked at the surrounding scenery, and shook his head helplessly, "Enter again.
It's the next level." "Six hundred? The number has increased again?" Bei Chenfeng looked at the neatly arranged armored men and frowned. "Master, it seems that their strength has improved a lot." Ling'er said. "Haha,
Increased strength? It seems that it will be difficult this time." Bei Chenfeng looked at the armored man who was gradually waking up and said with a smile.
It's a little short today, don't mind, this week will be a battle...
