Feeling the sword intent coming from all directions, Yi Xifeng's face was extremely pale. His meridians had been broken since he entered this secret realm. He rushed to rescue Zhong Lingxi again, but the recovered meridians were broken again. Now there is no internal energy in his body.
It can be said that, except for the body that has been trained throughout his life, he is still just a mortal body now.
The sound of the sword became louder and louder, and the force of the sword illuminated the night sky in the mountains, as bright as a bonfire.
Although the sword force coming out of thin air did not mean any harm, the terrifying aura gave the two of them a sufficient sense of oppression.
Seeing Yi Xifeng holding the hilt of the Xizhou Sword and standing in the sky full of swords, Zhong Lingxi's eyes were full of worry. She looked at the numbers beside her and suddenly seemed to understand something.
"Yi Xifeng, the sword spirit is about to wake up!"
She remembered the moment when the Nanfeng Sword Spirit awakened before. Although it was a little different from now, the main theme of the artistic conception remained the same, and it was all about the sword's great power!
"The sword spirit has awakened?" Yi Xifeng frowned when he heard this, and the doubts in his heart became more doubtful. He clearly remembered that the Xizhou sword spirit had awakened a long time ago, and even protected the sword energy from rushing into the body.
Uncontrolled Zhong Lingxi...
Suddenly, he looked at the Xizhou Sword in his hand, his eyes bright. He stretched his hand into the surrounding area that was completely covered by the sword gangs, and violently stirred it up. His hands seemed to have natural repulsion, and those sword gangs were about to hit him.
When it came into contact, he avoided it. As Yi Xifeng's palm continued to penetrate deeper, those swords had a tendency to be ignored.
Then he passed through all the obstacles and pulled out the Nanfeng Sword from Zhong Lingxi's waist. A clear sound of unsheathing suddenly resounded throughout the world.
"What are you...?" Zhong Lingxi looked at Yi Xifeng's movements, slightly confused.
"After the Xizhou Sword Spirit protected your heart and absorbed the Nanfeng Sword Qi from your body, it never appeared again, and the Nanfeng Sword also seemed to have disappeared."
"When I found out that you were in danger, Xizhou Sword was the one who sensed it before me. To be precise... he felt that the Nanfeng Sword Spirit was in danger. Just now, after the Xizhou Sword Intent rose in an instant, your waist
The south wind sword just started to tremble and the sword power was released. So I thought..."
"The Xizhou Sword Spirit is unaware of Nanfeng Jian's current situation and still thinks she is in danger."
After saying that, the fair young man took off the belt holding the Xizhou Sword around his waist and placed the Nanfeng Sword next to the Xizhou Sword.
In an instant, half of the sword intent of heaven and earth suddenly dissipated, so fast that Yi Xifeng did not even react. The swords around him also disappeared out of thin air, the heaven and earth returned to calm, and the night sky was no longer bright.
It was as if all this had never happened, and only the few sword intentions were left in the air, indicating everything that had just happened.
Yi Xifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to make a move. The two swords instantly turned into a stream of light from the ground to the eyes of the two of them. The next moment, an indescribable mysterious aura rushed out from the stream of light from the sword body!
This sudden change made Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi stunned at the same time. This situation had not happened before with Xizhou Sword and Nanfeng Sword, so they did not know what was about to happen. Even though they had some vague guesses,
One thing they can be absolutely sure of - these two swords will not hurt them no matter what.
Under their gaze, the stream of light was rapidly changing into shadows.
"This is……"
Zhong Lingxi sensed the aura, her pupils trembled, as if she thought of something, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the fair young man beside her.
"Xizhou Sword Spirit, Nanfeng Sword Spirit?" Yi Xifeng looked at Zhong Lingxi, "Didn't they both fall into a deep sleep? Why did they appear at this time?"
Zhong Lingxi opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, and looked a little dazed.
The Nanfeng Sword Spirit had spent too much to save her before. If the two awakenings were all because of herself...then she might not be able to repay this debt.
The grace of the sword spirit is also a grace!
After the phantom was created, the scattered sword intent that originally existed in the air gradually disappeared. It is unknown whether it entered the sword body or was just eliminated. In short, Yi Xifeng could not sense it at all and could only feel it.
The two phantoms became more and more powerful.
The phantom gradually materialized, and the appearance of two sword spirits completely emerged. Even though they looked like souls, the clothes on their bodies were already rising in the wind and fluttering slowly. The stream of light did not disperse, always covering those two sword spirits.
The body of the sword spirit and the trembling sword body have already been held in their hands by the two of them, and there is nothing strange about them.
Completely back at the top of his game!
The fierce sword force was about to break through the clouds. Although the magnificent sword intention was not revealed, it still shocked the minds of the two of them, as if it was going to cut off all enemies in the world.
Yi Xifeng has mastered the Xizhou Sword for such a long time, but this is the first time he has seen this happen. His sword heart trembled slightly, as if he felt something extraordinary.
The beauty has faded away, and the sharp edge is revealed, just like the lead has been washed away, and it is not stained by the dust of the world.
As the saying goes: An old sword loses its brilliance, and a man loses his strength. But even after so many years, this sword still shows no signs of failure.
"Is this the appearance of the divine weapon that followed the master of the Sword Tomb Secret Realm back then..."
Yi Xifeng wanted to move forward and caress her, but after hesitating again and again, he stopped and turned back.
"It's just that I delayed your sharp edge."
Only at this moment did he understand why the Beast God Gudao had made an agreement with him to get the sword, and why when he went to find her sword after undergoing transformation, she tested and resisted her so much, but in the end she just loaned him the sword.
Just yourself.
Because he, Yi Xifeng, has never seen the true appearance of this sword and cannot control it!
Following him really buried a treasure.
Immediately, the next moment, the stream of light dissipated, and the phantom of the sword spirit had already become extremely solid. The man was handsome, the woman was gorgeous, and the sharp look between the eyebrows was like the sword spirit becoming solid.
The two sword spirits are like sword immortals who have come to the world in person, and the owner of the sword tomb is probably the number one swordsman in the past.
A poem slowly emerged in Yi Xifeng's mind:
When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he captured Hu Maqi on foot. He traveled three thousand miles with his body, and his sword once served as a division for millions.
At this point, the sword was born!
…………
Boom——!
Boom——!!
In the dim mountain, Yi Xifeng's fists hit the mountains in front of him crazily, and his eyes were blood red.
The sound of the clashing of gold and iron came, making the mountains not very peaceful at night.
In a hut in the mountains, a pair of grandfather and grandson were guarding their own valley, covering their ears while listening to the deafening sound.
"Grandpa, why is it so noisy over there? Didn't you say no one lives there?" A childish voice sounded in the night, and the child looked at the old man sitting on the side of the bed with a hint of doubt.