A peculiar fluctuation suddenly spread to the entire Sword City of Worship, and the sword of the full city trembles and buzzes constantly as if being called upon.
"How is this going?"
"My sword is out of control."
"The same is true for me. My flying sword has been refined for decades, like an arm command, but now it's not under my control?!"
At the scene of the Sword Capture Conference, swords roared straight into the sky.
Madman Chu, who was about to leave, also felt this wave of fluctuations, in other words, he had already noticed this wave just now.
But it's even stronger now!
The Kunwu Sacred Sword in the sword box in his body was trembling.
The madman of Chu took out the Kunwu Sacred Sword, and brushed his fingertips across the sword to comfort the Sacred Sword. After a while, the Sacred Sword gradually settled down.
But the other sword repair swords are different.
The wave in the distance became more and more intense, and countless swordsmen's swords were not controlled by their masters, and they flew out actively and hovered high in the sky.
This scene made Jian Xiu all at a loss.
Feng's family looked into the distance, and their expressions changed greatly on the spot.
"That's the direction of Skyfire Valley!!!"
"Damn it, it's the soul of the sword, it's the soul of the sword that something happened!"
In the distance, the valley.
A dazzling sword light soars into the sky!
In the light of the sword, a crystal-clear long sword appeared like a dreamlike crystal, and it suddenly rushed towards the scene of the sword capture meeting.
Behind the Crystal Long Sword, a group of figures are chasing frantically, and the three leading people are circling an extremely powerful aura.
"The direction the Soul of Sword is going is the scene of the Sword Capture Conference!"
"Damn it, I didn't expect this sword soul to be so powerful that it could tear the formation we laid out. This is troublesome."
"Hmph, no matter what, this sword soul must be obtained!"
"The Soul of Sword is going to the direction of the Sword Sword Tournament. This Sword Soul has no entity. It will definitely find a sword to attach to and block the scene of the Sword Sword Tournament. No one can let it go without a sword!!"
These black monks are communicating.
At this time, the soul of the sword in their mouth, that is, the long sword like a crystal, has arrived at the scene of the Sword Capture Conference.
The long sword hovering high in the air seemed extremely excited, and actually rushed towards the crystal long sword.
Everyone feels inexplicably.
Now these long swords are like hungry ghosts in each color, and the crystal long sword is a stunning beauty.
sonorous sonorous...
He rushed the long sword madly towards the crystal long sword, as if he wanted to take this ‘beautiful beauty’ as his own.
But because of the large number, the swords collided with each other, bursting out sparks. Some long swords of low level and poor quality were directly broken into several pieces in successive collisions and fell to the ground.
The crystal long sword dodged from left to right among countless swords, and even released a wave of sword aura, knocking out the sword close to him.
Countless swords were struggling in the sky, and a group of sword masters underneath looked stunned, and at the same time, their faces were blank.
Only a few well-informed Jian Xiu guessed something.
"This is a...Sword Soul!!"
"Oh my god, how come a sword spirit appears here."
"Sword soul... this is a dream existence for any sword repairer! Once the sword soul is surrendered and attached to the sword weapon, the level of the sword weapon can be increased rapidly, and the power of the sword can be unimaginable. , Even becoming an emperor is not impossible!"
"What exactly is going on?!"
The soul of the sword is a kind of rare spiritual thing between heaven and earth. In the past 150,000 years, the soul of the sword can be counted in one slap.
"No matter what's going on with him, let's get the sword soul first!"
There is a sword repair.
He rushed out, grabbed the sword that belonged to him in the air, mobilized his spiritual power, and flew the other swords one by one, stabbing the soul of the sword.
Just when the sword repair was about to succeed, he was bombarded with sword energy.
, it was another sword repairer who stopped him.
"Huh, if you want to get Sword Soul, I have to ask if I can answer or not!"
"Yes, this sword soul belongs to me!"
"I originally came to compete for a century-old famous sword, but I didn't expect to encounter this sword soul in this world, haha, this is much more precious than a century-old famous sword, this trip is worthwhile, this trip is worthwhile!"
"As long as I get the Soul of Sword, my strength will definitely be able to improve quickly, even if I upgrade my sword to an imperial soldier!"
"Madan, if I have the emperor soldiers, who can stop me in this world? What kind of sainthood, it's shit!"
All sword repairs are crazy.
They looked at the sword soul with extremely fiery eyes. For Jian Xiu, this sword soul was even more precious than Xuan Huang Di Qi!
All the sword repairers rushed to the sky, took back their swords, and started a fight around the sword soul. A large amount of sword aura, various swordsmanship rhymes collided in the high sky, colorful and extremely gorgeous.
"Who dares to take the sword soul of my worship sword city!"
At this time, the people from the sword-making family and Feng Clan also took action.
I saw Feng Xuanzi bare-armed leading people to fight for the soul of the sword himself. He was obviously white-haired, but his muscles were like molten steel, filled with an extremely overbearing aura.
Surrounded by sword qi hitting him, there was a clanging sound of gold and iron fighting, and they shattered one after another, but he blasted out with a punch, and the air made a terrible sonic boom, and some swordsmen with swords abruptly exploded!
This is an old man.
This is clearly a humanoid tyrannosaurus! !
"You worship the sword soul of Sword City? Who believes it!"
"That's right, the soul of the sword is home to the capable!!"
Sword Master said aloud.
Sword Soul is too tempting for them, even if this Sword Soul really worships Sword City, they must fight for it!
"Asshole stuff, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, if you dare to grab it, the old man will hammer your dog head!!" Feng Xuanzi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and a stern and domineering Dao Yun circulated on his body, terrifying Extremely.
"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom!"
"Sword Soul, I am sure to win!"
The fight surrounding the sword soul is getting more and more intense.
A terrifying energy storm swept through, and several nearby streets were completely destroyed, and within a radius of tens of miles, they were almost turned into rubble.
The madman of Chu held the Kunwu holy sword that was trembling slightly, and Lan Yu stood beside him. They did not join in the fight.
"My son, don't we grab the soul of the sword?"
Lan Yu said.
"Someone is here."
The Madman Chu looked into the distance, and he and the Seventh Patriarch could feel that a large number of people were rushing towards the scene of the Sword Capture Conference in the distance.
And every one is a swordsman.
"It seems that this sword soul is probably inseparable from this group of people in this world." Chu Madman smiled lightly.
He turned and looked at the sword soul in the sky, and then looked at the sword repairmen who were almost crazy for the sword soul, shook his head, "If this group of people continue to fight like this, I don't know how many people will be killed or injured."
"Moreover, the sword repairs who came and caused the soul of the sword to appear are also unkind. Alas, who told me to be kind-hearted. In order to avoid casualties, I will reluctantly accept the soul of the sword... accept it!"
When the words fell, I saw a horrible sword rhyme burst out of the Madman Chu, the sword energy condensed into the sword of heaven on his head, and the green lotus of sword energy spread under his feet, and the twelve sword energy long pillars sealed the sky and the earth. !
The three big visions of Taoism are unfolding together.
High in the sky, the sword soul sensed the magical rhyme of the madman Chu's sword, and the blade trembled, like a Ruyan throwing a shot at him!
