Emperor of Nine Suns

At this moment, even the high-ranking elder cast a look of surprise at Yao Jinghai.

There are not many weapons of this level, even in the entire Biquan Immortal Sect. This little disciple would have one, although it was a broken sword, it was surprising enough!

This disciple actually has such a sword!

Seeing the eyes of almost everyone on the court rushing to her, Yao Jinghai's mouth twitched slightly, and a smile appeared. The sect disciples used their swords before the fight, one of them was to be polite, and the other was to build momentum. Now everyone's eyes are on him, which invisibly contributes to the imperial aura cultivated by the Purple Emperor Beichen Art he has cultivated. "Fiction" novel chapter updated fastest

The emperor itself should be eye-catching, this is a general trend.

"Bright sword!"

Yao Jinghai raised her eyebrows at Chu Chen.

Chu Chen smiled slightly, seeing that purple emperor dragon's sword soaring sharply into the sky, shining brilliantly, shook his head slightly, and with his backhand drew a long sword that was as dark as ink and awkwardly intact from the storage ring.

I don’t know what material this long sword is made of. It looks like neither gold nor jade nor stone nor wood. From the hilt to the blade, the whole body is perfectly round, without any traces of chiseling and carving. At first glance, it looks like An iron rod formed naturally from a whole black heterogeneous rock.

When this quaint long sword came out, everyone suddenly frowned involuntarily.

I have seen Yao Jinghai's magnificent and magnificent Purple Emperor's sword, and then I looked at Chu Chen, which looked like a rough half iron rod. The comparison between the two made people shake their heads and sigh.

As the saying goes, people are more dead than people, and you have to shop around! Such a weapon is just like a toy that a teenage naughty boy randomly cut out with a piece of wood. Apart from barely having the shape of a sword, it is basically a toy!

However, Chu Chen took great care of this long sword. He gently rubbed the blade of the long sword with his fingers, as if looking at his beloved woman, his eyes were extremely firm: "This sword is named... ...Cut the dog!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, the sword was ugly, the name was even worse, it was just rubbish. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

However, Yao Jinghai knew very well that Zhangou must not be the real name of this black sword. Obviously Chu Chen deliberately provoke him.

Under all eyes, Chu Chen suddenly raised the black iron rod in his hand and pointed it directly at the sky.

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, a muffled thunder blasted loudly, resounding throughout the world!

Is it going to rain?

Someone looked at the sky hesitantly, staying for a while, but saw the sky above the sky, the bright sun hung high, and the sky was so clear that there was a hint of cloudy sky!

Zhangou, of course, is not the name of this sword.

This divine sword cast by Wang Tie has no name. Xu Tiejiang suggested that Chu Chen call it nameless before it awakens.

The weapon that Wang Tie made had the soul of the sword, but Chu Chen's current spiritual water realm, and even the spiritual spring realm, could not awaken the sword spirit, so it was temporarily named Wuming.

"From now on, I will never make a sword again..."

Chu Chen always remembered Xu Tiesmith's sigh when he handed the black sword to him.

"why?"

"Because this sword has reached the pinnacle of sword-making in my life, I will never Kěnéng to forge a more hoode sword than this divine sword..." Blacksmith Xu smiled, "I Kěnéng will build a stove, a pot, a pot. Things like that, but never forged swords again."

Chu Chen held the sword of the king in his hand, and the blood all over his body began to boil.

"If you don't have a weapon to take advantage of, tell me, I'll give you a good sword. Why did you take out such a stick? It makes me feel like it's invincible."

The Purple Emperor Dragon Sword in Yao Jinghai's hand pointed at Chu Chen, "But I still want to kill you."

Chu Chen also pointed the black sword in his hand to the front, and said lightly, "Even if my hand is really a stick, it can break you."

In the eyes of everyone, Chu Chen held an iron rod to confront Yao Jinghai’s Purple Emperor Dragon Sword. It should have been extremely funny, but no one could laugh, because two strong killers had been in the air several times. The confrontation, and then swept around like a storm.

Some disciples with a low level of cultivation are almost stagnant in their breathing, and they can't even laugh.

"Come!"

Yao Jinghai shook her hand, and the purple sword light filled the sky like water concealed into the sword. "I will let you three strokes first, and then as long as the stick in your hand is not cut by my sword, you will not lose."

"haha, really?"

The corner of Chu Chen's mouth squinted, and the next moment, the figure suddenly moved, turning into a misty gray shadow and bursting towards Yao Jinghai. The pitch-black nameless long sword drew a graceful ink arc in the void towards Yao Jinghai. Cut it off!

This sword...no sound?

The corner of Yao Jinghai's eyes twitched, but the sharper the Excalibur, the more likely it is to make a screaming sound that splits the air when it is swung quickly. The purer and crisper the sound, the better the quality of the long sword.

But when the long sword in Chu Chen's hand was swiftly swinging, he couldn't even make a sound? Why is that? If you want Zhīdào, even a tattered stick in your hand will make a sound when it is swung!

Chu Chen's Sùdù was too fast and too fast, completely turning into a hazy gray shadow. Therefore, Yao Jinghai didn't have time to think about it. With a turn in his hand, the Purple Emperor Longyin seemed to be rushing towards the black arc as a purple electric light.

Chu Chen's Sùdù was about to end, and Yao Jinghai's reaction was not slow. The long sword in his hand came first, and he quickly slashed with Chu Chen's long sword.

Cang!

There was a sharp cracking sound, resounding in the void like breaking ice and snow. When a purple light and shadow rose up into the sky, everyone's eyes ~www.ltnovel.com~ suddenly widened!

Noisy!

The purple light fluttered in the void, and fell to the ground dripping, with a very clear sound of gold and iron intersection, which turned out to be a half purple sword tip!

Everyone was stupid in an instant, even the Biquan Xianzong Grand Elder Lu Fei, who was sitting on the throne above the ring, couldn't help but stared in surprise at this time.

Chu Chen stood in front of Yao Jinghai, his face indifferent, the ancient awkward long sword in his hand was like a black stone stick, which was half a foot in front of Yao Jinghai.

And Yao Jinghai, who was opposite him, looked at the broken sword half of the purple light in his hand with an incredulous expression, and his mind couldn't turn around for a while.

The Purple Emperor Dragon Sword was broken! At the moment when the two long swords slashed against each other, this shining, purple spirit weapon-level divine sword was cut off by a single sword like it was carved from fragile ice and snow! This, this...what is going on?

Not only Yao Jinghai, but everyone who was watching the game was stunned at this moment, and their minds went blank. What is the Purple Emperor Dragon Yin? That is a magic sword of the spirit weapon level!