"What kind of sword is that? Is it...a real artifact?"
Many of the foreign spirits in Shifang City were dumbfounded, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. They all had a guess, and this guess soon became the mainstream.
"Artifact..."
Even Han and Li, who came out of Lieyang Palace and Moon God Palace, had a flash of fire in their eyes. After all, they don't have any artifacts on their bodies now.
Among the three top sects, only those who truly break through to the first-level God Emperor will get an artifact after completing a specific task, and it may not necessarily be an artifact that matches their own attributes.
The three top sects will naturally skew their resources towards geniuses with astonishing talents, but treasures like artifacts need to be fought for by themselves.
If they hadn't broken through to the first-level God Emperor, they wouldn't even have a chance to win the artifact. At least Li Tomuling and Han Luoying wouldn't have this chance now.
Of course, if you have the ability and grab an artifact while out training, no one will care about you. But among those who own the artifact, which one is not a strong man who has reached the level of the God Emperor?
Since they have the status of belonging to the top sect, they cannot go around robbing people with this background. On the surface, the three top forces still need to protect their own face.
In this way, when they saw a real artifact, even at this critical moment of life and death, they were a little moved, let alone those Shifang City foreign spirits who had never seen an artifact in their lives.
If that wooden sword was not a divine weapon, how could it be possible to destroy a demigod weapon so easily?
This is the consensus of all the foreign spirits, but the current situation is that Genggu, who is on the side of the foreign spirits, is in a fatal danger.
When all the foreign spirits were frightened, they suddenly saw the wooden sword in the hand of the black-clothed human youth, without any hesitation at all, still stabbing towards the hilt of the golden sword.
At this moment, Genggu only had a sword hilt left in his hand, and the material of the sword hilt was not much stronger than the sword blade itself. If the opponent really stabbed him, his palm might be damaged instantly.
Therefore, no matter how reluctant Genggu was, he could only dodge. In front of a real artifact, even if he was a metallic spirit, he would still be unable to survive if he was stabbed.
Whoosh!
It has to be said that Genggu's reaction and actions were extremely fast. He just dodged and was already dozens of feet away, far away from the black-clothed human youth holding a wooden sword.
But when Genggu raised his head, he saw a strange smile on the face of the human young man in black, which made his scalp feel numb.
At this time, if Genggu continues to regard the black-clothed human boy as an ordinary ninth-level human immortal, he may not be able to become a famous supernatural powerhouse in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.
In several consecutive attacks and defenses, Genggu failed to take any advantage. Instead, he was almost seriously injured by the opponent. That strange black-light wood sword was now regarded by Genggu as the number one threat to his enemy.
"This is?"
However, just when Genggu was thinking about it and made up his mind not to get close to the human in black, he suddenly found that the air around him suddenly erupted with a strange aura.
Swish, swish, swish...
For a moment, Genggu's eyes flashed with dark light. The long-lost dark light enveloped his entire body in just a moment.
Looking around, everything is dark.
Sensing the countless dark sword shadows around him, Genggu's heart sank.
Although in his perception, these black lights are just sword shadows and will not pose a fatal threat to him, but who knows where the body of the wooden sword is hidden?
At this moment, Genggu was not aware of the bigger problem. He was just paying attention to the possible appearance of the wooden sword itself. He believed that it was the only way to threaten his life.
"I said Genggu, don't you want me to be practical? Is this Ten Thousand Swords Realm practical enough?"
Just when Genggu was looking at countless dark sword shadows around him, a familiar chuckle suddenly came. When he heard the last word, his heart suddenly tightened, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
"Sword Domain?"
Even as a foreign spirit, Genggu must have heard of this statement. It is the most powerful killing power among countless weird fields.
Some supernatural spirits who are blessed by nature can also cultivate their realm by chance, and it will not be measured by the level of pulse energy cultivation.
For example, the water attribute spirit Youhe that Yunxiao encountered in Tenglong Continent had a kind of natal domain, which caused him some trouble.
The powerful man in Ten Thousand Demonic Forest called Geng Gu in front of him naturally does not have a domain, but it does not hinder his understanding of the domain.
That is almost the limit for a cultivator who can improve his own combat effectiveness, or weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness.
In other words, Geng Gu, who is trapped in this sword field, will have his own strength weakened by at least 20%, while the combat effectiveness of the black-clothed humans fighting in this sword field will be increased by 20%.
laugh!
Just as Genggu was frightened, a sound of breaking wind came from behind, making him startled. Without any hesitation, he moved his body two feet to the left.
However, Genggu, who suddenly fell into the realm of ten thousand swords, underestimated some of the power. Although his avoidance was timely, his movements were not as accurate as expected.
Tsk!
After a loud noise, Geng Gu's right sleeve was cut open by Yun Xiao holding the Dragon Sword. There were streaks of blood oozing out of it, indicating that he had obviously suffered some injuries.
Although this is just a minor flesh injury to a powerful alien spirit, the significance it brings is extraordinary.
This was the first time that Genggu, who was in the realm of demigod, was injured in the hands of a young human being of the ninth-grade immortal.
"this……"
Through the gaps between the flying black sword shadows, although Li Tomuling and Han Luoying could not see clearly, the flash of blood could not escape the eyes of these two geniuses with good backgrounds.
"Genggu...is injured!"
Li Tomuling's sensing ability was even better than that of Han Luoying. As soon as he said this, the Moon God Palace genius next to him trembled slightly. He was surprised but also a little scared.
You must know that in the Xilong camp, when Han Luoying appeared, he stood up for Zhang You from the Lingxue camp and almost had a fight with the Oasis camp.
If Li Tomuling hadn't suddenly appeared at that time, maybe the two sides would have fought to the death at that time. At that moment, Han Luoying didn't take the Oasis Camp in his eyes at all.
But now it seems that if the two sides had taken action at that time, she might have turned into a cold corpse, which was the eldest disciple of the deputy master of the Moon Palace, which made her scared for a while.
When Han Luoying suppressed these thoughts from the bottom of her heart, she felt a little strange, and she had a special surprise. The stronger the young man in black, doesn't it mean the greater their hope of escaping?
"If I'm not mistaken, what Xingchen is performing at this moment should be a... field!"
Li Tomuling obviously thought of another level, and at the same time, the memory in the depths of his mind became clearer and clearer. After all, in Liyuan Realm, there were almost only a handful of young geniuses with domain knowledge.
Apart from the top geniuses of each of the three top sects, Li Tomuling was familiar with the younger generation who had fields, but he had never heard of anyone named Xingchen.
"Sword Domain...Sword Domain..."
The idea that was getting clearer and clearer was almost coming out, which made Li Tomb Ling go crazy. It also made Han Luoying look at him worriedly, but for a while he didn't think in a certain direction.
"The tyrannical physical power, the wooden sword that may be a divine weapon, and this sword domain, who is he? Who is he?"
Li Tomuling's face was a little distorted. He always felt that the truth was already swirling at the door, but he still couldn't break out. He held Han Luoying's right hand, which was full of sweat.
"Grave age!"
Han Luoying was a little worried and shouted softly. Could it be that the ups and downs today had damaged the sanity of the lover next to her? Otherwise, why would he be acting so strangely?
"Ah, I remembered, he...he...he is...Yunxiao!"
At a certain moment, the door in Li Tomuling's mind seemed to be pushed open suddenly. A vague figure existing in the depths of his mind became a little clearer in an instant, causing him to subconsciously exclaim.
Make a sound.
Fortunately, Li Tomuling still retained a trace of reason. After saying "he" three times, he suddenly lowered his voice so that only Han Luoying beside him could hear it.
When the last two words "Yunxiao" were spoken, Han Luoying was startled at first, and then froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. She had no idea what was going on in her mind.
As a genius from the Moon God Palace and the most proud disciple of the deputy palace master Ye Zhe, how could Han Luoying not have heard of the name Yun Xiao?
What's more, Han Luoying also knew that Yun Xiao was pregnant with the Blood Moon Jue, and had slaughtered all the disciples under the master of the Lei Palace of the Moon God Palace. Now, in the Lei Palace, there is almost only one eldest disciple, Yin Ping.
Even from his teacher, Han Luoying knew that Yun Xiao had a close relationship with the Moon God Palace, and was probably the illegitimate son of Yun Changtian, the former master of the Yun Palace.
These thoughts flashed through Han Luoying's mind. At this moment, her mind became extremely complicated. She was not only entangled with Yun Xiao's background, but also grateful to the other party for saving her life at this moment.
On the other hand, Li Tomuling, who was standing by, was in a similar mood to Han Luoying. In terms of personal feelings, they had no personal grudges against Yun Xiao, and the other party even helped them save their lives.
But thinking of what Yun Xiao had done, Li Tomuling was a little confused. Logically speaking, Yun Xiao had already enmity with Lieyang Palace, and the two sides would fight to the death whenever they met.
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