After all the swords on the periphery were retrained, they were used by people from the Yi Jian Tiangong. Therefore, the density of broken swords on the periphery of the sword tomb was extremely sparse, and the sword intent rippling in the air was also extremely thin.
Bai Ye walked very slowly, taking each step step by step. During the past few days of practice, he had swallowed all the Sword Intent Pills he had received from the Thirteenth Elder. His Sword Intent increased nearly a hundred times. The Sword Intent was extremely amazing and could almost be materialized and controlled by will.
The sharp sword can even communicate with all these broken and defeated swords and feel the sword power contained in their bodies.
After all, it was the elixir given by the Lord of the Intention Sword Heavenly Palace. Even with his current talent, he would probably have to practice for decades to achieve this terrifying sword intention.
Bai Ye leaned inward little by little.
Gradually, more and more broken swords appeared on the ground, and the sword intent and evil aura stirring in the air became more and more fierce. Bai Ye had to fuse the heavenly soul and protect his body with holy power before he could continue to move forward.
After walking for about an hour, Bai Ye's steps were already very heavy, and he had to exert all his strength every time he lifted his foot. After a while, he was out of breath and felt particularly uncomfortable.
"How big is this sword tomb?"
Bai Ye couldn't help but mutter, swallowing a few homemade holy pills, and his steps became much brisker.
I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, but the swords stuck on the ground in front of me have become so dense that it’s almost difficult to move, and the quality of these swords has also risen to an astonishing level.
Bai Ye's eyes were bright, he pulled out a sword and looked at it, and saw that although the blade was incomplete, the material of the sword was still very careful.
I really don’t know what grade of material this is made of.
With a thought in his mind, Bai Ye suddenly took off the Silver Rainbow Sword from his waist, hesitated for a moment, and struck hard at the broken sword.
However...
Bang!
The Silver Rainbow Sword purchased at a huge price actually split into two pieces.
"This..." Bai Ye really wanted to curse.
Even if the sword here is broken, its strength and sharpness are still terrifying, unlike the swords on the outside that break at the touch of a touch.
But from this point of view, it is not a simple matter to recast the sword here.
Bai Ye thought about it, put the broken silver rainbow sword into the scabbard, and continued to move forward.
But as I walked, I felt something strange happening around me.
Looking up, he realized that the broken swords around him were trembling for some reason.
Buzz buzz...
The sound of the sword echoed throughout the sword tomb, which was particularly harsh.
Bai Ye frowned slightly and looked at a gently trembling sword beside him. He quickly pulled it out and realized that it was the spirit in the sword that was stirring.
"The sword here... already has a sword spirit?" Bai Ye thought for a while, then sat down cross-legged, dragging the sword with both hands, closing his eyes and meditating, urging all his sword intent to rush toward the broken sword.
Communicate with the sword spirit inside.
In an instant, a surging and surging sense of murder suddenly hit Bai Ye's heart. At that moment, Bai Ye felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was bone-chilling, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
too horrible!
He took a few breaths with all his strength, stared at the broken sword in his hand, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes again, and urged the sword intention to rush towards the sword.
The terrifying scene he had glimpsed just now flashed into his mind.
It was a scene of two masters with swords, flying in the air and exerting their strength.
The two of them are extremely blurry, but they both hold divine swords in their hands. The sword shines in all directions, making the scorching sun eclipse and the stars dim.
One person wields the sword, and the power of the sword shatters the starry sky!
The other man held his sword horizontally, and the blade of the sword suddenly grew tens of thousands of feet long, as if it could break mountains and rivers.
The two of them fought in the air until the world was reversed and reincarnation was broken. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. Ghosts were crying and wolves were howling. Every move was so mysterious that it was impossible to understand.
At that moment, Bai Ye only felt that the picture presented in his mind was a picture before the end of the world. They raised their swords and roared, and the sword intent filled the world. They raised their swords and slashed wildly. The power of the swords could destroy the people, and one after another was terrifying.
The moves were born, and sword moves that were difficult to imagine were released from the sword. In the entire world, there were only these two fiercely fighting figures, and everything would become ashes under their swords...
This is the real master of the sword! The real king of the sword!
The swords in their hands, like their arms, have long been integrated with them and their souls. With such an existence, once the sword is destroyed, people will die!
In this supreme strong fight, the entire six realms of people trembled...
However, halfway through the fight, the scene suddenly disappeared.
Bai Ye suddenly trembled, and when he woke up, he was sweating profusely and panting like crazy.
"This is the picture recorded by the spirit in the sword! Because the sword spirit is broken, the picture is incomplete. The reason why the sword is so broken is probably from what happened in that battle, right?"
Bai Ye murmured to himself, stabbed the sword on the ground, and planned to move forward.
But after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, looked around, and a thought flashed through his mind.
"Most of the trembling swords here are sword spirits that are not dead. Then I can use the powerful sword spirit to see through the sword spirits to see what they looked like before they were ruined. The people who use these divine swords must be top masters. Perhaps, I
You can get a glimpse of something from their fighting..."
After thinking about it, Bai Ye couldn't help but get excited. He immediately pulled out another sword and closed his eyes to meditate.
.......
.......
Late at night, a woman wearing sword uniform stepped into the Yi Jian Heavenly Palace. When the disciples who were keeping vigil saw the visitor, they were shocked and hurriedly saluted: "Greetings to Senior Sister Tie!"
"Um."
The woman has bright eyes and white teeth, she is extremely beautiful, her long hair is like ink, tied with a white ribbon at the end, she is dressed in a very decent sword uniform, and her heroic appearance makes people stunned at first sight.
She nodded indifferently, her eyes like sharp swords, and walked quickly inside.
Seeing the woman walking away, the two disciples couldn't help but started whispering to each other.
"Senior Sister Tie is really a beauty. No wonder so many senior brothers in the sect are pursuing her."
"That's right, if I'm strong enough, I'll chase you too."
"By the way, did you just notice the aura on Senior Sister Tie's body?"
"I can't even smell it at all. I'm afraid I'm completely restrained. I can completely restrain the holy power... Senior Sister Tie is back this time. I'm afraid her strength has increased a lot."
"Senior Sister Tie is the one who wants to hit the Divine Sword Ranking! Who can we compare to? She is the best disciple of Murenfang and is highly regarded by the Thirteenth Elder!"
"Haha, I heard that Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan are her adopted brothers. They were killed by the people in the sword practice room some time ago. Do you think Senior Sister Tie will go to the sword practice room to cause trouble?"
"I can't say for sure. With Senior Sister Tie's character, the people in the sword training room will probably be in bad luck."
"Hey, after this shift, let's go take a look."
"okay!"
Although the two whispered to each other in extremely low voices, Tie Wanqing, who was walking far away, still heard it clearly.
Her eyebrows moved slightly, her pace quickened a bit, and she walked straight towards the wooden house.
At this moment, most of the disciples in the Murenfang were meditating and enlightening in their own training pavilions. Only the room where Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan were staying was brightly lit. Several disciples from the Murenfang were guarding the side, and a soup pot was boiling next to them.
Apply medicine.
Tie Wanqing walked in quickly.
When everyone heard the sound, they all turned their heads and were overjoyed to see the person coming.
"It's Senior Sister!"
"Senior Sister is here!!"
"Quick! Go and inform Master!!"
People were very excited and rushed to tell each other.
After a while, the Thirteenth Elder walked over quickly. Tie Wanqing greeted him, knelt down and worshiped.
"Wanqing pays homage to Master."
"Okay! Okay! Get up quickly!" The Thirteenth Elder nodded repeatedly and looked at Tie Wanqing. His old eyes burst into haloes: "Wanqing, you really did not disappoint Master! After going out to practice for a while, your
Your strength has been increased again, and you will definitely shine in this Heavenly Palace sword debate!"
"Master is too flattering!"
Tie Wanqing's face was calm, and her eyes fell on the two people lying on the bed in the room. Anger flashed deep in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice: "Master, what's going on with Junior Brother Zhang and Junior Brother Qiao? I just made a rough statement
After taking a look, their heavenly souls were damaged, their cultivation levels dropped drastically, and they were no longer even emperors. Who did this...?"
The Thirteenth Elder hesitated and said hoarsely: "Wanqing, you don't have to worry about this matter. Master will take care of it. I just asked the Seventh Elder. He said that there is a way to cure Zhang Hong and Siyuan's heavenly souls and let them recover."
When you reach the semi-saint realm, the most important thing you should do now is to meditate peacefully and prepare for the Heavenly Palace Sword Discussion, do you understand?"
"Master! Tell me, who did it!" Tie Wanqing said firmly, her face feeling cold.
"Wanqing, you can't be stubborn."
"Master! I just want to know what happened. The two junior brothers are my adopted brothers. If I ignore them and have a grudge in my heart, it will definitely affect my cultivation. Even if it is a sword debate in the Heavenly Palace, I will be uneasy." Tie
Wan Qing said solemnly.
After saying this, the thirteenth elder hesitated.
But at this moment, Qiao Siyuan's voice sounded in the room.
"Is it Senior Sister? Senior Sister? Are you here?"
Tie Wanqing heard the sound and walked in immediately.
"Siyuan!"
"Senior sister... you're finally back, great!" Qiao Siyuan half-opened his eyes, overjoyed, and wanted to get up, but the pain in his chest prevented him from straightening up.
"Siyuan, don't move around and have a good rest." Tie Wanqing pressed him down and said with concern.
"Thank you, senior sister."
Qiao Siyuan said weakly.
Tie Wanqing glanced at the two of them, the anger in her eyes became even more intense, and she bit her teeth secretly and asked: "Siyuan, tell senior sister, who did it?"
"It's Byakuya!!!"
Qiao Siyuan said weakly: "In the sword repair room... there is a man named Bai Ye! He used despicable means to sneak attack Senior Brother Zhang and me... Senior Sister, you want to avenge us!!!"
"Sword repair room!! How dare a bunch of losers be so arrogant!"
Tie Wanqing's face was annoyed, and she slapped the table with anger.
"Little tree!!!"
"Sister!"
"Give me the next letter of challenge immediately! I want to fight Bai Ye! To avenge my two junior brothers!!"
After saying this, the disciples all around were shocked and overjoyed.