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"Get out of the way!"

Jian Twelve has never seen the dust-covered spiritual treasures in the sword mound would attack people spontaneously, and he was extremely shocked. What's more, these spiritual treasures are all god-level at the very least, and their power cannot be underestimated. If he hit Yuan Futu, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. ..

Yuan Futu's face turned pale with fright, the blast was imprinted in the storage bag, he didn't have time to take it out at all, he could only hold the Tianyuan sword in his hand in front of his body.

Click!

There was a clash of golden swords, and the middle-grade Xiantian Lingbao Tianyuan sword was like rotten wood, but it was cut off abruptly by this vermilion sword light. The half-cut sword fell to the ground with no luster, and the vermilion sword light It was on Yuan Futu's chest, if he moved forward by half a point, he would definitely be killed on the spot.

However, this sword glow didn't seem to have the intention of killing him, it just hovered in the air, which was extremely strange.

Yuan Futu's throat was rolling, a heart was already on his throat, looking at Jian Twelve from the corner of his eye, he said tremblingly: "Sect Master...help me."

Jian Twelve's eyes were narrowed into a thin slit, and he looked carefully at the vermilion sword light, and saw that it was a vermilion long sword with a round hilt and black fire clouds engraved on the vermilion blade. , It looks extremely strange, but the most surprising thing is that the edge of the sword body, only one side is sharpened, and it is uneven, like a sawtooth. Few swords can be forged into such a shape, like a sword in hell. Tempered ghost knife.

"It's actually his sword!" Jian Twelve exclaimed in surprise.

Yuan Futu asked in astonishment: "Whose sword is it, why did it attack me?"

Jian Twelve smiled and said: "It's not attacking you, but you chose you. For thousands of years in the history of Jianzong, swords are usually chosen by people. It has never been recorded that there is such a thing as Lingbao. Unwilling to be lonely, you are the one who chooses people by sword, you are the first in the sword grave, the so-called new sword is born, the old sword should be destroyed, this is the reason why he wants to destroy your spiritual treasure."

Yuan Futu was still hesitating how to visualize other spirit treasures, but he didn't expect that a spirit treasure had chosen him, he couldn't help wondering, "Whose sword is this?"

"The owner of this sword is a super strong man in the second era of swords. His cultivation is in the realm of transforming the sky, and his combat power is enough to rank close to the top five of the sword sect. His name is Jian Kuang."

"Sword mad...isn't he the suzerain?" Yuan Futu looked down at the strange long sword and asked in doubt.

Jian Twelve shook his head slightly, "There was a record in the history of Jianzong that Jian Kuang's cultivation was unmatched at that time except for the first suzerain. Originally, all the elders and sword masters recommended him to be the second suzerain of Jian. The first suzerain had already started to retire and wanted to concentrate on studying the way of formation, but Jian Kuang seemed to be extremely resistant to the position of suzerain, and left with a sword on his shoulders on the night of the ruling, becoming the strongest law enforcement in the history of the sword sect Those who set off countless waves in the imperial court, robbed countless spiritual treasures, and returned to Jianzong after decades."

"Don't take the position of suzerain, he is sick!" Yuan Futu stared at the sword and cursed depressedly.

Jian Twelve smiled and said: "Jian Kuang was picked up from the pile of dead by the first suzerain. At that time, there was nothing in Jian Kuang's memory except blood and corpses. The appearance of the first suzerain directly killed the bloody people around him All the worlds were cut off, and then he was given this name... The sword mad world is very simple, he seems to exist only for the first suzerain, so he cultivates day and night, wants to become stronger, and wants to do something for the first suzerain In just a hundred years, he has already reached the top of the Tongtian Sword Tower."

"The top floor of Tongtian Sword Pagoda, at least it must be in the realm of emptiness, it is really a monster-like talent!" Yuan Futu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Only by concentrating can a person become extremely powerful. This is the case in the world of Sword Maniac. He can die for that man." Speaking of this, Jian Twelve sighed deeply and said: "Just Unfortunately, he ended up making an irreparable mistake."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Futu asked curiously.

Jian Twelve said: "He took this sword and left Jianzong, and he came back decades later, but at that time the first suzerain was gone."

Yuan Futu's heart trembled, and he said: "Does it mean that the first suzerain had already completed the sword mound and used his whole life to suppress Wang Jian before the sword maniac returned to the sword sect?"

Jian Twelve nodded and said: "It turns out that Jian Kuang went to the Chaotic World, where he slaughtered all directions and robbed many spiritual treasures, but for decades he has also cut off news from the outside world. After learning that the first suzerain has passed away, , His world also collapsed, and he stayed in the sword mound from then on, going out all day long, until one day, the disciples of the sect found out that he had died here."

"Dead? He is a strong man in the realm of transforming the sky, how could he die so easily?" Yuan Futu said in astonishment.

Sword Twelve said in a deep voice: "He did the same thing as the first suzerain, sealed his whole life cultivation base and a wisp of divine consciousness in this sword, and then ascended to nirvana. Even if he dies, he will do what he decides, and this kind of thought has even integrated into his sword, making his sword formulas sturdy and fierce, and no one can beat him."

After hearing this story, Yuan Futu felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavored bottle. It was not a good feeling. He stared at the sword and thought to himself: "Then why did he choose me at this time? Could it be that he noticed it in me? Is it the shadow of the first suzerain?"

He used the eyes of reincarnation to imitate the sword art of the first suzerain, and even traveled directly on the Tianxuan cliff for thousands of years, recreating the sword intent in the words, and this sword also has the consciousness of sword madness However, it is reasonable to see the shadow of the first suzerain in Yuan Futu's body.

"Sect Master, what is the name of this sword?" Yuan Futu asked.

"Emperor Zhu, it's a top-quality god-level spiritual treasure."

Yuan Futu narrowed his gaze, and said: "Zhu Huangjian...that's a crazy name, then use it for me now!" As he said, his right hand was already grasping the hilt of Zhu Huangjian.

Although this Zhuhuang Sword has not reached the supreme grade, not even Immemorial and Tongtian, but it is a great opportunity for him to get the inheritance of the former sword madman.

Immediately, there was a shock in my mind, and I felt that infinite power was continuously coming from there, pouring directly into the primordial spirit sea, like sparks falling on the oil, and it exploded!

"The seal of Zhu Huangjian has been released. It contains hundreds of years of sword madness. Now you try your best to absorb the power inside, but don't be too violent, or your natal pearl will explode!"

At this time, Jian Twelve's spiritual consciousness came into Yuan Futu's mind, but he never expected that this inheritance technique would be so dangerous.