God Of Martial Arts

"Glory?" Lin Feng looks cold, become a sword slave, in the other side's mouth has become glory!

More can Xiaosha sword will Lin Feng oppression almost can not breathe, only see that person cold way: "if you don't go in again, we don't mind sending you in!"

Lin Feng's eyes are full of cold light, staring at each other. However, the man just calmly looks at him. In the eyes of the other party, his cultivation is not enough, there is no room for resistance.

"OK, I'll go in!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth, then raised his feet and went towards the sword tomb.

"No matter how long you delay, you can't change your destiny. It's a great honor for you to sacrifice to my ancestors in the sword Pavilion." Behind a cold voice came, Lin Feng steps out, stepped into the sword grave, no sword emperor buried the sword.

The door of the sword tomb closed slowly. The strong swordsmen sat cross legged with their eyes closed. Although their faces were expressionless, their hearts were full of ups and downs. This was related to the fate of their sword Pavilion. The sword was used by the ancestor wutianjian emperor after he became emperor. He followed wutianjian Emperor, condensed the spirit of the sword and mastered the supreme sword power of wutianjian emperor as long as he got Lin Feng This container, from now on, will be a crazy leap.

Sword, how terrible it will be to repair the sword. They are looking forward to the glory of our ancestors appearing on Lin Feng in the future. Of course, Lin Feng at that time was not Lin Feng now, but the sword of Emperor Wu Tianjian. He was also a member of Jiange, a human shaped weapon!

Lin Feng stepped into the sword tomb. In an instant, the sword on the Loess made a sound of wailing again. A terrible sense of no sky sword pointed directly at him.

In the middle of the loess, the king of ten thousand swords, which was sealed inside, was humming and looming. There, there was the blood meaning of the sky, and the extremely strong breath of blood, which was caused by the blood sacrifice of the people in the sword Pavilion.

"Hum!" A towering sword idea bloomed out, and the peerless weapon released the bright blood, as if to swallow Lin Feng.

Lin Feng seems to be able to feel the sadness of the sword. The sword has condensed the soul of the sword. He has his own life and spirit.

"The sword doesn't seem to want to take over my body." Lin Feng looks as if he can feel the emotion of this sword.

"Woo Hoo!" The sound of a sad roar came out, and the terrible sword suddenly roared. A breath of lawlessness filled the whole space. Other swords seemed to be infected and trembled wildly, as if to pierce the sword tomb and break the heaven and earth.

"Hum!" The bright sword shoots at Lin Feng, and the eye-catching sword finally points to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's body suddenly and crazily retreats, but where can there be that peerless weapon? Fast, the terrible sword comes in an instant.

"Hum, hum" is shaking in the void. A powerful breath suddenly envelops the sword tomb. The magic weapon seems to have stopped. Then, the rolling evil spirit breaks out of Lin Feng's body and points to the magic weapon, which is the magic sword in Lin Feng's body. At this moment, the magic sword seems to feel the threat, merge into one and break the seal of the stone tablet.

Lin Feng's face was terrified, and his body was covered with sweat. It was too dangerous. Just now he felt that the magic weapon was going to invade his body directly. Lin Feng had a kind of intuition. If this magic weapon used by the emperor of the Heavenly Sword in the past really wanted to take him as a container, he would become a sword slave. With his current strength, he would not be able to resist.

"Whose breath is that?" Lin Feng's face was stiff. Just now, when the Shenbing was about to enter his body, he clearly felt a terrible breath of dominating the heaven and earth. The breath was beyond imagination. However, it was only for a very short time that he was restrained. At the moment, he had no feeling at all.

The magic sword flies into the void and confronts with the supernatural soldiers. The sword without heaven seems to be hesitant.

"Hum!" A terrible force bloomed again. At this moment, it seemed that all swords would be subject to him. He was the king of swords. He was lawless. No sword could challenge his majesty.

It seems that the magic Qi of the magic sword is suppressed, and the sound is constantly humming and shaking.

In the past, Lin Feng once asked about the origin of the magic sword. His grandfather Yue Qingshan told him that the magic sword was a powerful sacred weapon made by a powerful venerable who had fought with the ancestors of the Yue family. The powerful one had been possessed by the devil. Therefore, the magic sword had a terrible demonic nature. Later, it was divided into nine by the ancestor of the Yue family and another strong one, and suppressed under the jiujianfeng peak Come on, he broke the seal and got the magic sword.

It can be said that this magic sword integrates a powerful venerable, the owner's soul. The magic sword is extremely powerful. However, the sword without heaven is even better. It is the sword used by the emperor of Wutian sword when he was the emperor. His followers cut the sky and broke the earth, and condensed his own sword soul. Just like the emperor of the people, he is the king of the sword. The magic sword is still inferior to and oppressed by him System.

When the bright light came, ten thousand swordsmen were subdued, and a terrible swallowing force came out, as if to take all the weapons. The magic sword was shaking, as if struggling. Finally, a click sound came out. The magic sword was absorbed into the sky free sword and slowly melted into it. The terrible magic power bloomed wildly, the magic sword roared, and two magic weapons interweaved Together, the sword spirit is rampant in the void."Boom, boom, boom" sword crazy up, constantly bombarding the sword grave, the sword tomb will be blasted out of a huge hole, the ground is constantly shaking.

Lin Feng looks stiff. The two swords even started fighting. The terrible breath lasted for a period of time. Finally, the magic sword gradually penetrated into the sky free sword. On the surface of the sky free sword, there seemed to be a continuous stream of magic light entangled there for a long time.

"Take the soldiers and swallow them up!" Lin Feng's body slightly twitches. He is too overbearing. He is really lawless and has spiritual magic sword. Unexpectedly, he is forced to merge with him or swallow it.

Lin Feng has a kind of impulse to curse people. His powerful weapon is gone. But at the moment, he seems to care more about his own life.

Another strong and incomparable breath loomed, which made the sword tremble. He seemed to feel this terrible breath. He pointed to the tip of Lin Feng's sword and kept shaking. There was a link between him and Lin Feng, because he integrated the magic sword.

Confused, this moment, magic soldiers, confused up, do not know how to!

"Ah" at this time, a sigh came out, Lin Feng suddenly found that there was one more person in the sword tomb.

"Well?" Lin Feng looks sluggish. He has met this man only once. When he left Jianzhong last time, he once looked back and saw a sick old man outside the Jianzhong. He was the one in front of him.

At the moment, the old man was sweeping the sword grave with a broom, but he sighed more than once.

"If you think of the glory of the emperor wutianjian in the past, now his descendants have become so depressed that they need to rely on a sword to rise." The old man sweeps the dust of the sword tomb. He sighs constantly. He feels a bit sad. He is sad for the emperor without Tianjian. The sword Pavilion, however, places his hope on a sword of the emperor without Tianjian, rather than on the man himself.

Then Lin Feng was surprised to find that the lawless sword floated slowly to the sick old man's side and jumped into his shoulder. It seemed very intimate, "master!"

Lin Feng's body twitched and cried out. Although the old man had no breath, he seemed to be a man of no accomplishments and had a morbid look, he did not dare to despise him.

"I'm a sick old man who sweeps the floor. You can't think that I made this sword so powerful because I've been sweeping the floor for a long time in the sword tomb, and I have feelings for the sword. They all have life, so they have feelings for me."

The old man shook his head and said, stretching out his hand to touch the sword without heaven. At the moment, the sword has restrained the spirit of the world and let the old man touch it.

Spirituality, this is spirituality, the sword that condenses the soul of the sword, really has the life, can think.

"It's strange to believe you." Lin Feng murmured in his heart that no matter how bad the person who cleaned the sword tomb was, he would be a low-level venerable. Otherwise, the sword spirit would kill him. However, the hope of how to break the game at the moment lies in the old man!

"Master, my younger generation has a low level of cultivation, but I am afraid that even if I become a sword slave, I'm afraid it has also tarnished the sword of master wutianjian." Lin Feng politely said, dream feeling has been restored, where he would like to become a sword slave!

The old man took a look at Lin Feng, and then showed a light smile. He reached out to Lin Feng and said, "young man, sit down!"

With that, he put the broom on the ground and sat down directly, as if he were a sick old man!