Learning the hardcore harem life of a princess

Chapter 883 The Sword of No Master
Huo Tong thanked the old man again, and walked forward slowly.

Ahead is the center of the entire Black Rock Peak.At this time, there was no cover from the outer formation, and Huo Tong realized that the front of his eyes was not flat.

At the corner of the peak, there is still a dilapidated building. Judging from its shape, it seems to be a workshop for refining equipment. At this time, most of the workshop has collapsed, and the dilapidated refining furnace can be seen faintly.

But what attracted Huo Tong's attention at this time was not the refining furnace, but the densely packed thousands of flying swords in the center of the peak.

These flying swords have different shapes and unique shapes, and there are few repetitions.

Each sword has its own characteristics. Obviously, the owner of the year loved it very much, and even regarded the sword as a symbol of himself. Therefore, there are almost no repetitions among these thousands of swords.

But now, these flying swords all have a common feature, that is, broken.

On almost every flying sword, there are traces of fighting left.

Many flying swords had broken handles, broken blades, rusted, twisted... It was obvious that they had gone through a brutal battle before returning to this place.

Huo Tong walked slowly among the broken swords, and the broken swords beside him echoed slightly with him. Huo Tong suddenly understood that the source of the thousands of swords and thousands of blades outside was probably these broken swords. Flying swords, thousands of flying swords release sword intent at the same time, that's the effect.

And that magic circle was able to warm up and control the power of thousands of flying swords at the same time under such a dilapidated situation, which is quite remarkable.There may even be a more sinister change, but the old man didn't open it.

Huo Tong stepped forward step by step. Although there were always flying swords around him to respond to him, Huo Tong didn't want to take the sword.

It's not that he doesn't like these flying swords. Even if these flying swords are broken, they are all the relics of Heixuanfeng's ancestors when they were at their most prosperous. The formed natal flying sword.

However, Huo Tong felt faintly in his heart that none of these flying swords were suitable for him, and the flying swords that suited him were still ahead.

Go, go, keep going.

All the way to the center of these thousands of broken flying swords.

Huo Tong stopped and looked at the flying sword in front of him.

This flying sword is said to be a flying sword, but it is actually more like a giant sword used by mortal warriors.

The blade of the sword is wide and thick, a full two inches in length, and the hilt is thick and long, requiring both hands to hold it. The body of the sword is inserted into the ground, and the exposed part is a full seven feet.The broad body of the sword was densely covered with hundreds of sword marks, the deepest of which was located on the blade, cut down an inch, and almost cut the heavy flying sword in two.As for the hilt of the sword, one was cut off, and the other was also very broken.

This sword is completely different from the light flying sword that Huo Tong has always been used to, but for some reason, Huo Tong inexplicably likes this sword when he sees it.

"Senior, I think, I found the flying sword I wanted!" Huo Tong said with a smile.

"Hmph, you actually chose this sword too?" Behind the back, the transparent old man said displeasedly, "That guy also chose this sword back then, hmph, just like you, he also pays attention to indomitable things without regrets, and in the end , dragging people who dragged the entire Xuanjian Peak to be buried with them..."

After hearing this, Huo Tong moved slightly, turned around and asked, "Senior, what happened back then?"

He has practiced for a long time on the Black Rock Peak... that is, on the Xuanjian Peak, and he has already had many doubts and guesses about the various traces of battle left in it, but he can only know that there was a fierce battle that year. Most of the sword formations were destroyed.Huo Tong occasionally saw a lot of tree remains and roots during his practice. Obviously, the Black Rock Peak was also beautiful and full of trees back then, but after a great battle, there were only black stones on this mountain. And the stubborn sword formation.

The transparent old man snorted coldly and said, "Won't you ask the head of your Tianmu sect about this?"

Huo Tong laughed and cried, if he had the qualifications to ask the head of the sect, why would he work so hard here to practice swords, although practicing swords is really good.

After the transparent old man finished speaking, he said in a rambling manner, "Since you broke through the sword formation and came here, it is obvious that Xuanjian Peak has another owner. This time, you should remember it. Be a good person and don't cause trouble. Others are destroyed, and my old man is also implicated."

These words made Huo Tong add a lot of speculation, but Huo Tong would not continue to ask, obviously the old man didn't want to talk about it.

Then, the old man pointed Huo Tong to drip his own blood on the thick flying sword to recognize the master.

Hearing the word "recognize the master", Huo Tong's heart moved slightly. It seemed, as if, among the magic swords and flying swords he had heard, only the magic weapon needed to recognize the master.

Could it be that this flying sword is a magic weapon?
However, according to the strength of Xuanjian Peak in the past, maybe it is really a magic weapon.

After cutting his finger on the thick flying sword, Huo Tong followed the transparent old man's instructions and smeared his own blood on several runes on the hilt of the giant sword.

These runes lighted up slightly, and then, something dusty was slowly opened.

A stream of suffocating dead air flowed out from under the giant sword.

Huo Tong frowned. Could it be that there is something suppressed under this giant sword?

The transparent old man on the side said angrily, "This is the trouble that guy caused back then. In the end, he still wanted to use his flying sword to suppress the death anger? Hmph, after so many years of death, there is no scum left. In the end This death is not like that.”

Huo Tong frowned slightly, and asked, "Senior, if I take this giant sword away, will the dead energy flood out?"

The transparent old man said angrily, "What are you worrying about? Is it not my old man who cleans up these dead angers in the end?"

Huo Tong was slightly relieved, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and lifted it violently, but it was in vain.

He picked up the giant sword and took a look. It turned out that the giant sword was only half in length, and it was only three feet long when inserted into the soil.

Judging from the specifications, the giant sword should have been more than ten feet long, but now it is only ten feet long.The sword front in front has long since disappeared.

After he took the giant sword away, bursts of dead air gushed out of the hole in the ground immediately, making Huo Tong's metalized body slightly uncomfortable.

The transparent old man at the side didn't know what kind of formation was activated, and after a while, the dead energy was firmly confined in the formation.

"Okay, as long as everyone breaks into this sword formation, the dead energy will not flood out." The transparent old man clapped his hands and said.

Huo Tong nodded, gently stroking the broken giant sword in his hand, the blade trembled slightly, responding to its owner.

(End of this chapter)