Apocalyptic life from scratch

Chapter 841 The Disobedient White Dragon Sword
Now that it continues like this, he is very worried, whether the Tianqi Sword can support him to use up this move?
Kong Zhe's hand hesitated for a moment because of this.

But right after, he turned around and saw Xiaolei's pained face being restrained by the other party.

This scene made Kong Zhe clenched the hilt of his sword again.

At a time like this, where is the time to think about this kind of problem...

Between Xiaolei and Apocalypse Sword, as expected, Xiaolei is more important to him...

Please, please...don't shatter before this...

"Ah ah ah..."

Kong Zhe swung the Apocalypse Sword towards the Palace Master with all his strength.

"Ding……"

A long impact sound echoed throughout the hall.

Kong Zhe looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

His Apocalypse Sword held on.Not shattering in his own tricks, but...

His unique move, known as the unique skill of the king's army, was actually picked up by the palace master with two fingers!
Yes, he read that right.

In front of him, the palace master just casually stretched out his right hand, and easily clamped the sword with his index finger and middle finger, but she herself was not harmed at all!

How can this be?

Kong Zhe's eyes widened. In his memory, this move has always been an almost invincible move. The people he has met so far, whether it is the King of Knights or the infinitely strong Death God, can only use this move. Even in the previous battle in the wilderness, he used this move to break through the epic defense of the King of the Taurus.

He had thought about it, maybe with the strength of the palace master, he could take it by force, but he never thought that she could take it so easily!

"Heh, the king's army?"

The hall master smiled casually, shook his head and said, "You actually want to use a handful of broken copper to use such a legendary move?"

Broken metal?

Kong Zhe gave the Palace Master a cold look. His Apocalypse Sword is a divine weapon after all, and he has been fighting with him for such a long time. He is naturally very upset at being called a rotten piece of copper.

"What? You still don't believe it? Hmph."

The hall master could tell what he was thinking at a glance, snorted lightly, and exerted force with his two fingers.

"Crack!"

Amidst a crisp cracking sound, the Apocalypse Sword broke from between her fingers.

Kong Zhe stared wide-eyed, watching the debris of the sword body floating in front of his eyes, unable to accept this fact for a while.

In front of his eyes, unconsciously, the painting that the prophet named Meimei showed him outside the city that day appeared again.

His Apocalypse Sword was actually broken like this in the end?

Clang.

A broken piece of the sword landed on the ground, making a series of crisp sounds, which drew Kong Zhe's attention back.

Looking at the bare half of the sword in front of him, Kong Zhe only felt a rush of anger and blood.

"How dare... how dare you..."

His breathing became heavier and heavier, but before he had time to do anything, the situation was the same as before, another whirlwind blew towards the Palace Master, and he was blown away directly.

Kong Zhe fell to the ground in the distance with a thud, not counting, and rolled towards the edge for several full laps before stopping.In the process of falling, the incomplete Tianqi sword also came out of his hand and fell aside.

"Ugh..."

Kong Zhe supported himself with both hands, and sat up from the ground tremblingly.I just feel a mess in my head.

What happened today...

"Ugh..."

In his mind, the few paintings that Meimei showed him kept flashing.

And the scene where the apocalypse sword breaks is almost exactly the same as it is now.

In the painting, he also has such a distressed and painful expression.

"Ugh..."

Everything seems to be approaching the content on the painting.

What's next?
The Apocalypse Sword has been broken, so will his arm be broken too?
"Ugh..."

Facing such an unfathomable, scheming and unpredictable Palace Master, to be honest, anything is possible.

"Ugh..."

Kong Zhe frowned suddenly, since just now, it seemed that something had been echoing in his ears.

"Woooo..."

It was a voice like a child calling with a childish voice.And this voice came from behind him.

Could it be that besides the three of them, is there anyone else in this hall?

Kong Zhe looked back subconsciously.

Naturally, there is nothing behind.

However, just when Kong Zhe thought it was an illusion, he suddenly froze for a moment, and his eyes stayed in one direction.

It was a table near the wall. There were shelves for sword holders on the table, and a sword was neatly placed on the sword holders at both ends.

A snow-white long sword.

This should have been a normal scene, but when Kong Zhe saw the sword, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"Woooo..."

Sure enough, the voice came again, from the direction of the sword.

"thump!"

Kong Zhe felt his heart skip a beat.

This sword always feels...

very special...

Kong Zhe gathered his spirit, and activated his discerning eye.

Then, look at the information sent back in front of you.Kong Zhe was stunned.

White Dragon Sword.

Level: Gold level.

Origin: blood clan, the sword of King Heisei.

Artifact Spirit: Already possesses a highly intelligent Artifact Spirit.

Introduction: One of the most precious treasures of the blood race, known as the famous sword Bailongjian, which is as loud as jade, as bright as jade, and as bright as a mirror. All top notch.

"Bai, the White Dragon Sword?"

Kong Zhe's eyes widened. He never expected that he would meet his previous life's saber here!
Moreover, just when his Apocalypse Sword broke, the sword of his previous life appeared in front of him. Isn't this too coincidental?
"Oh? Did you find it?"

The hall master in the distance immediately saw the situation here, smiled slightly and said: "Yes, this is your saber. I originally planned to give it to you when you joined the temple. But now , since you don't want to join the temple at all, hehe, then this sword seems to have no destiny for you."

"what?"

The corner of Kong Zhe's mouth twitched, this is his sword, and you still need to give it to him?
Besides, Long Ke said that the White Dragon Sword has long been cultivated by himself as a weapon spirit, and he only recognizes him as the master, so even if the other party gets it, can't he still use it?
The corner of Kong Zhe's mouth curled up, as if he suddenly regained his strength, he got up from the ground and walked towards the sword.

"Unfortunately, since I have seen it, do you think I can still pretend it doesn't exist?"

And the hall master didn't have any intention to stop him, but waited on the spot with great interest, as if waiting to see his joke.

Kong Zhe walked up to the sword rest, exhaled, and stretched out his hand to hold the sword.

The whole body of this sword is snow white, as if carved from a whole block of white jade. The whole body reflects a faint light. There are several elegant patterns carved on the hilt and scabbard. On top of the blue gem, there is a section of bright red sword tassel hanging. There are only three colors of red, blue and white on the whole sword body, but the color contrast is extremely obvious, which makes people feel an indescribable beauty.

This sword is more like a delicate work of art than a murder weapon.

To be honest, it was the first time Kong Zhe had seen such a beautiful sword.Holding such a sword in your hand, I am afraid that even if you swing it hard, you will be worried that it will hurt itself.

Of course, this is just an illusion brought to him by the appearance of the White Dragon Sword. The actual hardness of this sword is likely to be the best among all artifacts.

As soon as Kong Zhe grasped the sword body, he took the sword off the sword holder.

However, as soon as the sword was in his hand, Kong Zhe immediately felt a strong force coming from him, causing Kong Zhe to bend down subconsciously.

"what……"

Kong Zhe was stunned for a moment. Is this sword so heavy?

The sweat on his forehead was increasing rapidly.

He immediately turned to hold the sword with both hands, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands with great difficulty, just barely keeping the blade from falling to the ground.

how can that be?

I'm afraid I can't even swing such a heavy sword, so how can I use it?
"Why, don't you want me to look good? Why do you look like you can't even lift a sword?"

The palace master was still laughing teasingly at the side, making Kong Zhe even more upset.

Damn it, what happened to this sword?Could it be that your usage is wrong?

No matter, in short, wave it up first.

Maybe if you wave it, it will naturally be smooth...

Kong Zhe thought so in his heart, he dragged his sword, and walked towards the direction of the hall master bit by bit with difficulty.

"Why are you swinging the sword in your hand?"

The voice of the palace master came faintly.

"If you can't even figure out this question, then why do you use it?"

"It's really long-winded! The sword in my hand is only for sympathy!"

When he said this, his eyes were full of Xiaolei's shadow.

Yes, if he was really asked to find an answer to this question, then at this moment, in Kong Zhe's heart, he was really only swinging the sword for Xiaolei.

He thought he just answered a question casually, but as soon as the words came out, Kong Zhe immediately felt that the White Dragon Sword in his hand was a little heavier.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The previous cry came again, and it was very rapid, as if an invisible child was crying loudly again.

"what?"

Kong Zhe frowned, looked down at his hands.

What is going on with this sword?Could it be that it can adjust its own weight with its own consciousness?
Kong Zhe knew that this sword had a weapon spirit, but all the weapon spirits he had heard of were completely obedient to the master, and all actions would obey the master's will. He had never heard of a weapon spirit that resisted the master.

"See? Even your own sword doesn't agree with what you said! How dare you think so?"

The hall master's mocking words came as expected.

Kong Zhe frowned: "What I think is my business, there is no need for others to make irresponsible remarks!"

As he said that, he looked down at the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Okay, since you don't recognize me as the master, then I don't need you anymore!"

(End of this chapter)