Jian Twelve had never seen the dust-covered spirit treasures in the sword tomb attack people spontaneously, and he was extremely shocked. What's more, these spirit treasures were all god-level at the end, and the power they exerted should not be underestimated. If it really happened
If Yuan Futu is hit, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die...
Yuan Futu was horrified. The strong wind was imprinted in the storage bag. He had no time to take it out, so he could only hold the Tianyuan Sword in his hand horizontally in front of him.
Click!
There was a clash of golden swords, and the middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao Tianyuan Sword was like a piece of rotten wood. It was cut off by the red sword light. The half-cut sword fell to the ground, with no luster at all, and the red sword light
It was pressed against Yuan Futu's chest. If he had moved forward even half an inch, he would have been killed on the spot.
However, this sword light did not seem to have the intention to kill him, and it was just hanging in the air, which was extremely strange.
Yuan Futu's throat rolled, and his heart was already in his throat. He looked at Jian Twelve from the corner of his eye and said in a trembling voice: "Sect Master...save me."
Jian Twelve narrowed his eyes to a thin slit and looked carefully at the vermilion sword light. He saw that it was a vermilion long sword with a round hilt and a vermilion blade engraved with black fire clouds.
, it looks absolutely monstrous, but the most surprising thing is that the edge of the sword body is only edged on one side, and it is uneven and jagged. Very few swords are forged into such a shape, like one in hell.
The tempered ghost sword.
"It's actually his sword!" Jian Twelve said in surprise.
Yuan Futu said in astonishment: "Whose sword is it? Why does it attack me?"
Jian Twelve smiled and said: "It didn't attack you, but you chose you. For thousands of years in the history of the Sword Sect, swords were usually chosen based on their choice. There has never been any record of a Lingbao being like this."
Not willing to be left alone, you choose people with swords, but you are the first to create a sword tomb. As the saying goes, when a new sword is born, the old sword must be destroyed. This is the reason why he wants to destroy your spiritual treasure."
Yuan Futu was still hesitating about how to visualize other spiritual treasures, but he didn't expect that one of them had already chosen him. He couldn't help but wonder, "Whose sword is this?"
"The owner of this sword is a super strong man from the Second Sword Era. His cultivation is at the Heaven Transformation Realm. His combat prowess is enough to rank in the top five of the Near Sword Sect. His name is Jian Kuang."
"Sword Maniac...isn't he the sect leader?" Yuan Futu looked down and saw the strange-shaped long sword and asked doubtfully.
Jian Twelve shook his head slightly, "There are records in the history of Jian Zong that Jian Kuang's cultivation level was unmatched by anyone except the first sect leader at that time. All the original elders and sword masters recommended him to become the second sect leader of Jian Kuang. At that time,
The first sect master has already begun to think about quitting and wants to concentrate on training.
The way of formation, but Jian Kuang seemed to be extremely resistant to the position of the leader of the sect. On the night of the ruling, he left with a sword on his shoulder and became the strongest law enforcer in the history of the Sword Sect, causing countless waves in the imperial court.
He robbed countless spiritual treasures and returned to the Sword Sect decades later."
"If you don't take the position of sect leader, he is sick!" Yuan Futu stared at the sword and cursed depressedly.
Jian Twelve smiled and said: "Jian Kuang was picked up by the first sect master from the pile of dead people. At that time, there was nothing else in Jian Kuang's memory except blood and corpses. The appearance of the first sect master directly caused the bloody people around him.
The whole world was cut off, and then this was given to him
Name... The world of Jian Kuang is very simple. He seems to exist only for the first sect master, so he practices day and night, wanting to become stronger and do something for the first sect master. In just a hundred years, he has
We have reached the top of the Tongtian Sword Tower."
"The top floor of the Tongtian Sword Tower must be at least in the realm of virtuality. It is really a monster-like talent and perseverance!" Yuan Futu couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Only by focusing can a person become extremely powerful. This is the case in the world of Jian Kuang. He will die for that man." At this point, Jian Twelve sighed deeply and said: "Just
Unfortunately, he made an irreparable mistake in the end."
"What's the mistake?" Yuan Futu asked curiously.
Jian Twelve said: "He left the Sword Sect with this sword and came back decades later, but by that time the first sect leader was no longer around."
Yuan Futu was shocked and said: "Does it mean that the first sect master at that time had completed the sword tomb and suppressed Wang Jian with his whole life's skills, and then the sword madman returned to the sword sect?"
Jian Twelve nodded and said: "It turns out that Jian Kuang went to the world of chaos, where he killed everyone and robbed many spiritual treasures. However, he was also isolated from the outside world for decades. After learning that the first sect leader had passed away,
, his world also collapsed, and he stayed in the Sword Tomb from then on, never coming out, until one day, the disciples of the sect discovered that he had died here."
"Dead? He is a strong man in the Heaven Transformation Realm, how could he die so easily?" Yuan Futu said in shock.
Jian Twelve said in a deep voice: "He did the same thing as the first sect leader, sealing his lifelong cultivation and a ray of divine consciousness in this sword, and then ascended to Nirvana. His whole life was filled with madness and simple paranoia. As long as
He would do what he determined to do even if he died, and this idea was even integrated into his sword, making his sword skills powerful and unrivaled."
After hearing this story, Yuan Futu felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. He felt bad. He stared at the sword and thought to himself: "Then why did he choose me at this time? Could it be that he sensed it in me?"
The shadow of the first sect leader?"
He once used the Eye of Reincarnation to simulate the sword technique of the first sect master, and even traveled directly through the Tianxuan Cliff for thousands of years to recreate the sword meaning in the words, and this sword also contained the spiritual consciousness of Sword Maniac
, it is reasonable to see the shadow of the first sect master in Yuan Futu.
"Sect Master, what is the name of this sword?" Yuan Futu asked.
"Zhu Huang, it is considered a top-quality god-level spiritual treasure."
Yuan Futu narrowed his eyes and said: "Zhuhuangjian... such a crazy name, so let me use it now!" As he said that, his right hand had already grasped the hilt of Zhuhuangjian.
Although this Zhuhuang Sword has not reached the supreme level, it is not even ancient or Tongtian, but it is still a great opportunity for him to obtain the inheritance of the former sword madman.
Suddenly, there was a violent shock in my mind, and I felt that infinite power was continuously coming from there, pouring directly into the sea of souls, like sparks falling on oil, exploding with a bang!
"The seal of the Zhuhuang Sword has been released. It contains hundreds of years of sword madness' cultivation. Now you try your best to absorb the power inside, but don't be too fierce, otherwise it will burst your life pearl!"
At this time, Jian Twelve's spiritual consciousness was introduced into Yuan Futu's mind, but he never imagined that this inherited technique would be so dangerous.