Modern Valkyrie

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"Chong"

A soft cry came from the sword, and strands of terrifying murderous intent enveloped Qin Xuan, coughing up blood, his face gradually paled, but Qin Xuan's hands were still holding the hilt firmly, and slowly pulled it upwards .

"Get up!"

Qin Xuan roared, his expression was ferocious, his veins were bulging, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood. His hands seemed to be holding the ancient sacred mountain, which was extremely heavy. The rusty sword seemed to have spirituality, trembling slightly, and the sword energy was like a dragon. Exploding, cutting Qin Xuan's body, making Qin Xuan cough up blood even more serious. [

This rusty sword is a great soldier with shocking attacks. Although it has been worn out over the years and is already dilapidated, it is still stronger than Qin Xuan, which makes Qin Xuan's face paler and paler.

"Chong"

Finally, under Qin Xuan's insistence, the rusty sword was pulled out an inch again, a bright light burst out, and three prismatic chips appeared, which instantly submerged into Qin Xuan's body and merged with Qin Xuan. Heals fast.

The prismatic chip was actually the soul fragment of the ghost old man. It was formed by friction with the Rusty Sword, and now it was absorbed by Qin Xuan. The injury was recovering quickly, and he felt that his soul was stronger.

At the same time, pictures after pictures also appeared in Qin Xuan's mind, but most of them were blurred, as if that period of time was extremely far away, and even the imprint of the soul was almost wiped out. Qin Xuan just saw the ghost old man with a The picture of swordsmen fighting.

And it was in that battle that the swordsman fell, and the sword in his hand was inserted into the old ghost's head before he fell, but the old ghost did not die, and he fought against the sword, demonstrating the pinnacle of the sword.

Until now, after years of wear and tear, the old man couldn't resist, and finally became like this, but even so, he still has a trace of instinct to protect the inheritance of the ancient tomb, eternal immortality, he is... a tomb keeper.

"My...name...tombkeeper...swordsman..."

As the rusty sword was pulled out inch by inch, the ghost old man was gradually recovering. The recovery contained memories, like a kind of unknown nirvana. After experiencing countless ages, the old man was finally resurrected again.

"Chong"

And at this moment, the rusty sword suddenly burst out with bloody light, drowning the entire place, fighting against the old ghost's sword energy, Qin Xuan's hands collapsed directly, and blood stains appeared, and the blood evaporated directly.

He also burst into a bright light, and all the soul energy was poured into his hands, like two hands, turned into two rounds of scorching sun, fighting against the rusty sword. The old man is Yang Guo's master, and Qin Xuan is naturally on his side.

"Name...you are going to die..."

Suddenly, a monstrous roar erupted from the Rust Sword. The roar seemed to contain the last madness before his death, and Qin Xuan's ears were buzzing. The blood-colored chilong-like sword energy directly cut Qin Xuan Xuan was unsteady, as if he wanted to kill Qin Xuan in an instant.

"My... name... swordsman... guardian of the ancient tomb... No. 20 four generations of inheritance..."

Two golden flames suddenly burst out from the empty eyes of the ghost old man. He muttered in his mouth, a trace of memory was being awakened, and at this moment, he no longer attacked Qin Xuan, but used all the sword energy, All aimed at that rusty sword.

Between the two, a fierce attack began.

"boom"

A terrifying ripple spread out in a circular shape centered on the location of Qin Xuan and Old Man Gui, sweeping across the entire first floor of the ancient tomb in an instant, countless ancient trees and great mountains collapsed, and the sky and the earth were filled with brilliance. [

"I am...name..."

The old ghost is recovering, his body exudes a golden light, and his originally skinny body is gradually expanding at this moment. His eyes are bursting with golden flames, which seem to be able to burn the world, and his aura is at its peak.

"Chong"

A monstrous sword cry suddenly swept across, Qin Xuan coughed up blood, the rusty sword made him pull out an inch again, and for a while, blood-colored snowflakes appeared all around, turning the whole world into blood.

dang dang...

The voice was like thunder, crushing the great mountains and rivers, the consciousness of the ghost old man was gradually awakened, he emitted an aura, enveloped Qin Xuan, and avoided the attack of the rusty sword, but Qin Xuan was so close, it was still more or less affected.

"puff"

Qin Xuan coughed up blood, but more soul fragments dissipated and were absorbed by him. His injuries were gradually recovering, and he became stronger. The "little sun" he exudes now is more than three times larger than before.

"Little friend..."

Suddenly, a call resounded in Qin Xuan's ears. It was the voice of the ghost old man. After being surprised, Qin Xuan was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the ghost old man finally woke up, and then he would retire. .

"Senior, are you awake?" Qin Xuan asked.

"Little friend...thank you..." The ghost old man's voice was vicissitudes, but also contained a sense of apology and gratitude. With the recovery of memory, he saw his attack on Qin Xuan, but the other party pulled out the rusty sword, but it was fulfilled. own.

"Senior, you're welcome. Now that you're awake, can you control the next scene?" Qin Xuan was referring to the sword. The opponent is still attacking him at this moment, and he must hate him to the core. up.

This sword must have spirit, but I pulled it out from the old ghost's head. A monstrous enemy.

"Little friend, this sword is the magic weapon of my opponent. When he fell, he melted the sword with the technique of sacrifice and inserted it into my head. Originally, I wanted to practice it back to improve my swordsmanship. Unfortunately, I failed in the end. If it wasn't for my little friend's help, I might have sunk forever."

The old ghost's voice is vicissitudes. He was a hero of his generation, but he didn't expect to end up as neither a human nor a ghost. The hero is old and can't bear to see the world with gray hair, and he is even more desolate.

"Senior, it's better not to be sentimental, it's better to subdue this sword first." Qin Xuan is anxious, and now he is still trapped here.

"Hehe, my little friend is a person with a great opportunity, and is also a noble person in my life. I will definitely not let little friend have trouble, and... it is really a blessing for my faction that the Ancient Tomb Sect has a successor of the Ice Spirit and Jade Body again. , my little friend is a descendant of our faction... Hehe, this old man wants to give little friend a fortune."

"What fortune?" Qin Xuan was taken aback.

"It seems that the little friend is practicing soul skills, and the soul fragments should be beneficial to the little friend, but in that sword, there is a soul fragment of a swordsman's life. If the little friend absorbs it, it will surely contribute to good fortune."

"Ah, come quickly!" Qin Xuan couldn't wait any longer. He absorbed a few chips of that kind just now, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable. If he absorbed more, maybe he could comprehend the mystery.

Qin Xuan didn't understand the "Little Sun" technique at all, it was cultivated by him "by mistake". If he could comprehend the mystery of it, it would definitely be of great help to him, because he has already Is a "mortal". [

"Senior, what do I need to do? By the way, do seniors know Yang Guo, Brother Yang?" Qin Xuan wanted to make some friends, so that the other party wouldn't cheat him. If he wanted to cry at that time, he would have no place to cry.

"Yang Guo? Is he still alive?" The old man was taken aback, his voice filled with excitement. He probably didn't expect to wake up in this life and have news of his apprentice. He said excitedly, "Little friend, where is Yang Guo? alive?"

"Senior, who are you and Brother Yang?" Qin Xuan wanted to confirm again.

"Hehe, he is my apprentice. I didn't expect that he is really alive, and I can get news about my apprentice in this life. It seems that God treats me well!" The old man was very happy. How could he be unhappy that his apprentice could still live to this world.

"Ah, then I am more at ease, let the younger generation offend, what is your name, senior?" Qin Xuan was a little excited, the other party would definitely not cheat himself, after all, this is because of this friendship, of course, Qin Xuan still wants to do it again verify.

"My name is taboo... It's been a long time, I remember a name a long time ago, seeking defeat for Dugu..."

"Ah..." Before the old man finished speaking, Qin Xuan was dumbfounded, Dugu seeking defeat? !My god, is this true?

"Why, my little friend has heard of the old man's name?" The old man was also taken aback. After all, it was a long time ago. He didn't expect that his name could still be passed down, and he felt very complicated for a while.

"Senior, of course this junior knows you. Senior's demeanor is well known in the universe. The world worships you, and the world kneels down..." Qin Xuan was so excited, he didn't expect the character Dugu Qiubai to actually exist.

Dugu seeks defeat? !

That is the symbol of the ox, everyone's idol, although it rarely appears on the stage, but in everyone's heart, it is like a little sun, blooming in the heart forever, and worshiping forever.

"Ex...Senior, do you know Linghu Chong? Do you know Feng Qingyang?" At this time, Qin Xuan was gossiping.

"who are they?"

"Well... so you don't know them, they are your descendants!" Qin Xuan muttered softly.

"Hehe, maybe it's been too long, and some memories have become blurred. Maybe the two of them are the registered disciples I randomly accepted when I was walking around the world." The old man sighed.

"By the way, senior, how come you are the tomb guard of the Ancient Tomb Sect? What's the situation?" Qin Xuan continued to ask gossip. He was very excited, and the fog of history would be lifted soon. , so exciting.

Qin Xuan wanted to howl like that.

"This is an agreement I once made with a saint from the Ancient Tomb Sect. Unfortunately, the other party has already been buried in the world of mortals!" A bleak, sad.

What is gone is all gone after all. The love of time, even a hero like him back then, is now gray-haired and his body is withered. If it weren't for a trace of obsession and a "destiny" with Qin Xuan, maybe he would be like that in the end He survived like a ghost.

Reminiscing about the past, this old man, a swordsman who only wanted to be defeated, couldn't help but shed tears, full of desolation.