Chapter 907

"it seems to move, but it doesn't use much energy?"

Zhang Xing is also strange looking at ice crystal kendo.

"What, he Can he shake the sword? "

When they heard Zhang Xing talking to himself, they were all shocked.

In particular, the great elder Wanchong mountain, the Mountain Gate records that no one can shake the sword a little bit.

But at the moment, the sword was pulled by a boy about ten years old.

It's unbelievable.

Wan Chong Shan's face turned rather ugly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

It seems to have been calculated by Zhang Xing.

But some four stars, more than five stars can not shake the sword, Zhang Xing can be better than them?

It's impossible to think about it.

Maybe the sword has been stuck here for many years, and it happened to be moved by Zhang Xing.

He can probably do this. If he wants to pull out the sword, I'm afraid he still

Wanchong mountain just thought of this, suddenly felt his body suddenly shake, at the same time, there was a loud noise in his ear.

Looking up, he saw a flash of white light in front of him. The huge sword had already been pulled out by Zhang Xing and was holding it in the air with one hand.

GAH!

All the elders, including him, were stupefied.

Their eyes were wide open and their faces were full of incredible expressions.

This

Zhang Xing is also an unexpected expression.

He felt that the holy sword was an iron knot weighing ten thousand jin. It was pulled out with a little force. There was nothing strange about it.

It is also not like what wanchongshan said, for thousands of years, no one can shake it.

But he doesn't think that wanchongshan is a joke. Then, there must be some unknown reasons.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xing moved in his heart. Is it the spirit left in the sword?

He gazed at the sword in his hand.

There is a three foot three inch conventional sword inside the ice crystal sword. 56 Novels www.56xiaoshuo.com

"The sword inside is the real holy sword, and the ice crystal outside is just the ice covered since childhood."

Zhang Xing's eyes flashed clear color.

Then, with a grip of his right hand, the Dragon Qi gushed out in an instant.

With a puff, the ice crystals outside were blown into ice dust by dragon gas.

Hum!

A sword sounded.

The three foot three sword fell into Zhang Xing's hands.

Then, the scene in front of him changed.

The surrounding ice and snow giant mountains and Wanzhong mountain disappeared.

What appeared before him was a world of sword spirit.

The fierce sword Qi seems to be running according to certain rules, and does not cause damage to Zhang Xing.

In the sword spirit, a side figure gradually emerged.

The man wore his hair and tied a black rope at will.

The face on the right is angular, with a wisp of short black whiskers on the mandible.

It's about 40 years old.

His silver robe could not hide his huge figure, which was nearly two meters high.

With his hands on his back, he looked up at the sky and could not see his eyes clearly, but his feeling was mysterious.

Moreover, Zhang Xing can't see each other's accomplishments. Standing there, he always gives people a feeling of nonexistence, just like an ethereal figure, which seems to be close at hand, but far away in the world.

Zhang Xing did not panic, very calm looking at everything in front of him.

He knew that this was the world in the sword, and his mind was drawn in.

The figure in front of us is the legendary war saint, the ancestor of Wanren mountain.

After ten breaths, the old man turned slowly.

Zhang Xing can't help being stunned when he sees his face, which is somewhat different from the gap in imagination.

The same is wide forehead, high nose, thick lips, resolute face, but

He has no eyebrows!