Huadu Superb Mad Doctor

Chapter 1692 There is movement
"Yuanhong sword is broken? What's the situation?"

All the swordsmen present, including the people from Aojian Villa, were all stupefied.

The casting material of this Yuanhong sword is extremely rare top-level spirit iron, how could it shatter so easily.

"This Yuanhong sword is fake, Mu Yinggang, you have to explain it to us!"

A swordsman looked at Mu Yinggang with a bad look and said loudly.

The same goes for other swordsmen.

They were very angry in their hearts, and they gave them the blood of their hearts, but Mu Yinggang used a little trick and they endured it.

Now they just feel cheated.

Mu Yinggang's face was livid and he didn't reply, but was discussing something anxiously with several other top swordsmiths.

Obviously, they had never seen the situation before them.

A little caught off guard.

"How is this going?"

Lian Xingxue looked at Ye Xiao and couldn't help asking.

"Interesting and interesting!" Ye Xiao said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The swords made by Aojian Villa may be top-notch, but the understanding of swordsmanship and fallen souls is still very simple!"

Looking at Lian Xingxue's puzzled look, Ye Xiao explained with a smile: "Obviously, this Yuanhong Sword is genuine, but the reason why it shattered is very simple, that is, the fallen heart and soul have been overwhelmed, making the sword unable to bear it. Mu Ying just made a miscalculation, he thought that with the apex blood of thousands of swordsmen, the fallen soul would be able to "grow up" quickly, and then use a little trick to achieve his goal!"

"But he didn't know that the fetish of the fallen soul has its own character, unruly, and when it doesn't fit perfectly with the sword body, it increases its power too much, causing the gap with the sword body to be too large. He naturally I even look down on the sword body, that's why it shatters."

"Now is the real fair chance!"

Ye Xiao said leisurely.

Lian Xingxue was still full of doubts when she heard that she didn't know much about it.

"Little idiot, the Yuanhong sword shattered, and the fallen hearts and souls also scattered everywhere, scattered in the entire sword casting pool, becoming countless, and they need to find something to attach to, which is the sword!"

Ye Xiao looked around and said leisurely: "In other words, all the swordsmen present may become the attachments of fallen souls. Don't talk nonsense now, just calm down and try to sense and communicate with your heart. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It depends on your luck to get a few strands of fallen souls!"

This is indeed a great opportunity.

Perhaps it is also an inevitable trend of the general trend.

Because if it is a complete fallen heart and soul, except for Ye Xiao, who has the sword desolate tripod, who can tame it, other people may just sigh in desperation.

Hearing that Lian Xingxue didn't dare to delay, with a "chi" sound, the blazing sword was unsheathed instantly.

It was as if a ball of fire had been inserted in front of him, and the sword intent was diffused.

Ye Xiao also pulled out the Blood Drinking Sword and put it on his knees, then closed his eyes, and the golden soul pupils in the center of his brows diffused out.

And Ye Xiao and Lian Xingxue's voices were very soft, but they were all masters, so they could hear them clearly.

Of course, Ye Xiao didn't mean to hide it either.

This is the general trend, who can get it all depends on luck.

It is folly to conceal and prevent.

next moment.

These swordsmen also drew their swords and sat cross-legged.

The huge Sword Forging Pool instantly fell silent.

"Mu Xingjue, Mu Xingchen, you all have to sense it!"

Mu Yinggang urged loudly.

The two brothers did not dare to delay and immediately sat cross-legged.

pat pat pat.

In the quiet Sword Forging Pool, there is only the sound of burning charcoal fire.

An hour passed quickly.

There was no response from everyone's swords.

But there is no impatience in each other's faces. After all, they are both top swordsmen, so there is still some resilience.

In a blink of an eye.

Another three hours passed.

Still nothing happened.

Gradually, a few swordsmen became a little impetuous.

He began to doubt Ye Xiao's words in his heart.

This impetuousness seems to be contagious, it seems to be spreading, and more and more swordsmen are not paying attention.

At this time, the strength of the swordsmen can be easily judged.

If the heart is hard enough and firm enough, there will be the power to turn decay into magic.

A day has passed.

Night fell.

The stars above the head are deep, vast, daunting, and small.

But I don't know when it started, the huge Luck Dragon is no longer condensed, it is constantly wriggling, and then one turns into two, two turns into four, four turns into eight
The huge Luck Dragon turned into dozens of little dragons.

However, the size and shape are not the same.

The little dragon in the center was almost half the size of the previous Qi Luck Dragon Soaring.

Looks like three out of five.

These small dragons kept roaring, shuttling through the clouds, and the scenery was magnificent and breathtaking.

"Buzz!"

Just when the patience of many swordsmen was about to run out, there was finally a movement.

The first to use movement and stillness was the kendo genius Qin Haoye.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground meticulously, and the sword in front of him trembled slightly.

The sword energy diffused like fog.

Sword lights flashed and criss-crossed.

The sword power that emanates is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then with a "shua", the sword jumped up and spun around Qin Haoye quickly.

Sprinkle layers of ripples of sword energy.

The other swordsmen couldn't help being envious. Although Qin Haoye's saber is a middle-level spiritual grade, the strength of the sword is not so strong.

This is clearly the fallen heart and soul entering the sword body, otherwise how could it be improving so fast.

Rumble rumble.

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and a small dragon roared, and then plunged down.

Then he possessed Qin Haoye.

Qin Haoye was shocked all over, his clothes were ancient and his black hair was flying, exuding a palpitating power all over his body.

"Oh my god, this is the lucky little dragon entering the body, so lucky, so precious!"

A swordsman groaned in shock.

At this time, another swordsman's saber moved.

That was Zhai Tianlin, his saber seemed to be on fire at the moment, and it was burning with sharp sword energy at the same time.

next moment.

Zhai Tianlin suddenly opened his eyes, the golden glow flickered, and then he grabbed the sword, soared into the air, waved it, and the sword energy poured down like rain.

At the same time, another luck dragon swooped down.

Then it hit Zhai Tianlin's body.

Immediately, the aura of both the sword and himself was rapidly improving, and the power carried by the sword was not inferior to Qin Haoye at all.

This seemed to be just the beginning, causing a chain reaction.

The top swordsman Situ Yinchuan not far away also made a movement, and the ground around the sword cracked rapidly, densely packed like a spider's web.

Sword Qi soared into the sky and radiated in all directions.

Along with the overflow of the sword energy, another small road dived down from high in the sky.

Then merged with Situ Yinchuan into one.

The sword and its own sword power will be improved.

The sword intent is radiant and crystal clear.

It made Situ Yinchuan's figure even taller!
(End of this chapter)