Without saying a word, Beichenying went up and drew his sword.
That blue sword was obviously not an ordinary thing, and Bei Chenying felt a little wary, so he first went to pull out the long black sword.
However, when Bei Chenying stretched out his hand and was still an inch away from the black sword, suddenly——
There was a strange wave around the black sword, preventing Beichen Ying from approaching.
Beichen Ying did not believe in evil, and the spiritual energy all over his body condensed in the palm of his right hand. Little by little, his palm slowly moved towards the hilt of the black long sword.
At this time, Beichen Ying's fair face was covered with sweat and his eyes were red. It was obvious that he had exhausted all his strength.
Then, he finally touched the hilt of the black sword!
However, something unexpected happened suddenly at this moment.
I saw Beichen Ying's body seemed to have been hit hard, shaking violently, and then there was a loud bang!
Bei Chenying's body flew upside down and hit the coffin hard, making a strong impact sound.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest, and kept coughing.
In the main hall, everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment, staring at the two ancient swords on the stone platform.
"What a powerful attack power." Situ Ming said in surprise.
When Bei Chenying was knocked away just now, they also felt a strong rebound force, but because there was no frontal force, they could barely hold on.
These two swords are by no means ordinary, they are probably peerless swords. But... their attack power is very terrifying.
After Beichenying was knocked away, Ziyan ran over nervously, with a concerned look on her face: "Beichen, how are you? Are you okay?"
Being helped up by Zi Yan, Bei Chenying had a look of horror on his face: "This sword is so weird, it can actually attack on its own."
Seeing that he was seriously injured, Su Luo gave him a pill to treat internal injuries. After Bei Chenying swallowed it, he meditated on the spot.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun's eyes gradually became serious, staring at the two swords on the stone platform. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Su Luo saw his expression was different, walked to him and asked in a low voice.
"If I guess correctly, these two swords should be the legendary Chi Xiao and Cheng Ying." Nangong Liuyun's eyes were as bright as stars.
"Red Sky Sword and Chengying Sword?!" Li Yaoyao exclaimed when she heard this.
These two swords have always been in legends and almost disappeared in the long history, but now they appear here?
"Red Sky Sword and Chengying Sword? Are they famous?" Su Luo expressed confusion.
"It's more than famous. It's so thunderous that only ignorant people like you have never heard of it!" Li Yaoyao glared at Su Luo with disdain, "It is said that more than five thousand years ago, a couple was born out of thin air, and each of them had an unparalleled name.
With swords, we can challenge sects all over the world together, and we are invincible! Those pair of peerless swords are Chi Xiao and Cheng Ying!"
Su Luo glanced at her lightly, not paying attention.
Li Yaoyao raised her lips proudly: "I read this story with Third Senior Brother. If you don't believe me, ask Third Senior Brother."
Su Luo took it easy and smiled.
In her opinion, Li Yaoyao is too childish now, almost like a clown, and Su Luo is too lazy to pay attention to her.
Li Yaoyao took a few steps forward and looked at the two swords carefully: "It is said that the Chixiao sword is twenty-one inches long. The hilt is made of deep sea red jade, and the sword body is engraved with complex dragon patterns..."