From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 103 Black Sword Town Sword Sea

Within three thousand miles of the sea of ​​swords, there is an uninhabited sword cliff.

Zhang Wuji stared solemnly at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him.

In front of him, the black iron sword was stabbed obliquely on the ground, exuding a faint momentum fluctuation.

The sea of ​​swords all around was quiet, those flying swords flitted through the sea of ​​clouds like fish, but none of them dared to come up to attack him.

If this is normal, it is absolutely impossible to happen.

As long as it is a sword cultivator with sword energy, not to mention standing on the sword cliff with such a big thorn, even flying over the sea of ​​swords normally will attract countless flying sword attacks. The attack will be stronger.

Things like this are weird.

If other sword cultivators from Xuanyuan Sword Sect saw it, their eyes would pop out of shock.

When did Fei Jian become so obedient and docile, is this the most dangerous sword sea?
After feeling it for a while, Zhang Wuji finally let out a long sigh of relief when he found that the commotion of the sword energy turning into a long dragon pounced towards him did not happen again.

For him, he believed that the black iron sword could control the situation, but he was risking his own life.

After all, if what happened last time after entering Jianhai, he is not sure whether someone will come to rescue him again.

Fortunately, the black iron sword was more reliable. Not only did it not attract the endless flying swords to attack, it even helped him suppress the flying swords in the nearby sword sea, so that all the flying swords stayed obediently in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Old man, let's get started!"

"It's up to you whether you can get me a set of flying swords in formation!"

Zhang Wuji cupped his hands towards the black iron sword in front of him, it didn't look like he was talking to the sword, but he seemed to be discussing with someone.

"Om!" The black iron sword hummed lightly.

It looks like disgust and impatience.

The sound of the sword's cry spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the entire sword sea was in an instant commotion, and countless flying swords trembled.

Zhang Wuji looked around anxiously. To be honest, he was still a little unsure if this method would work.

After all, the appearance of the black iron sword really doesn't look like some awesome sword.

But if the black iron sword could really control the flying swords in the sea of ​​swords, it would be too tempting for Zhang Wuji.

Because that means that he will never lack Feijian again.

He will become the most powerful local tyrant in the world, bar none.

After all, the entire sea of ​​swords is equal to the Feijian Bank, which he can take whenever he wants.

He can even sell the flying swords here.

"Ahem, of course the last option has to be crossed out."

"If I really do this, I'm afraid I don't need others. The black iron sword will be the first to run away, and let the countless flying swords in the sea of ​​swords kill me."

Just when Zhang Wuji was dreaming, there were bursts of rapid sword cries in the sea of ​​swords.

Then Zhang Wuji saw a sea of ​​flames galloping towards him.

"Chi, Chi, Chi, Chi!"

In the blink of an eye, a total of thirty fiery red flying swords were inserted in front of Zhang Wuji.

It turned out to be the same material as the six flying swords that I refined with the holy fire order. If I add those six flying swords, there will be a total of 36 flying swords.

This time, the Zhenyang Yaori sword formation that he chose before, which required six fire spirit swords, suddenly became unsavory. After all, he is even more fragrant when he goes directly to the Tianganglihuo sword formation!
"Amazing, old man!" Zhang Wuji was overjoyed.

Before Zhang Wuji calmed down, a bigger surprise was yet to come.

There was another sound of sword cries.

But this time it was not a sea of ​​fire, but the sound of endless water flowing.

Then Zhang Wuji couldn't help but widen his eyes again.

72 transparent water spirit swords were inserted around Zhang Wuji.

"This is...!" In Zhang Wuji's mind, the name of a large formation that he had drooled over when he was in the sword forest instantly appeared.

"Earth Fiend Xuanshui Sword Formation."

"Old Tie, you still understand me, I love you so much!" Zhang Wuji wished he could hold the black iron sword and kiss him again.

If these [-] flying swords were purchased outside with spirit stones, there would be no top-quality spirit stones worth more than [-].

After all, one or two flying swords are easy to get, but dozens or hundreds of flying swords made of the same material are absolutely rare.

Even in Jianhai, it is completely unimaginable to get dozens of the same flying swords, at least it is something he has never heard of from his senior brothers in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After all, although there are flying swords of the same material in the sea of ​​swords, they will definitely not be waiting for you to subdue them in one place.

It will be scattered throughout the Sword Sea.

That is to say, Zhang Wuji owns the black iron sword, a heaven-defying divine sword, and can control the flying swords in the entire sword sea, so that he can collect a complete set of flying swords in the sword sea.

If it were someone else, Zhang Wuji didn't think he could do it even if it was a major repair of alchemy.

"My thousand receivers are finally coming in handy!" Zhang Wuji thought happily.

And with these two sets of flying swords at once, he has more choices in an instant. In addition to the above two sword arrays, he can also go to the sword forest to learn some other methods of the sword box.

Zhang Wuji felt that even if he said that he was from the lineage of the sword box, it was completely correct.

"If I can have another sword pill now, wouldn't the four veins of the way of the sword equal to living together?" Zhang Wuji couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Buzz!" Suddenly, at this moment, a golden light flashed towards Zhang Wuji.

"Fuck, wild Jinxing Jianwan." Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Heitiejian. Of course, with Heitiejian's arrogance, he naturally wouldn't give him any response.

Zhang Wuji didn't think too much about it, the sword energy all over his body immediately boiled away, turning into a big hand with sword energy and grabbing towards the Jinxing Sword Pill.

Sword pills are inherently precious, and Jinxingjianwan is even more precious among the treasures, and this Jinxingjianwan is wild, so the degree of preciousness is even higher than that of ordinary spirit swords.

Its value is completely unimaginable to Zhang Wuji now.

He has only one idea now, no matter what, he must take down this sword pill.

"Buzz buzz buzz!" Jin Xingjian Wan was wrapped in Zhang Wuji's sword energy, and rushed left and right unwillingly, extremely ferocious.

"Hmph!" Zhang Wuji's sword power erupted loudly, and with the sword energy, he began to further oppress Jianwan.

The sword spirit is pregnant in Jianwan, and it is not an easy matter to make him succumb.

This is like boiling an eagle, your sword energy must exhaust it, and you must survive its own sword energy, otherwise you can only stare blankly, even if you destroy it, you will not be able to make it yield.

Time passed by one minute and one second, until two hours passed, Jianwan, who had been firmly suppressed by Zhang Wuji's sword energy, finally trembled, showing a hint of submission.

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, and with a slight movement of his mind, he sucked the sword pill into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"This time, I have cultivated all the four veins of the way of the sword."

Zhang Wuji scratched his head, feeling a little emotional: "Can I still be regarded as the Jianpan lineage?"

"Or do you want to form your own line?"

"Why don't you call it the lineage of the Sword God?"

Zhang Wuji laughed and said to himself.

(End of this chapter)