"It's really strange, judging from the luster of this sword pattern and the sword body."

"It shouldn't be buried."

Su Qinghua stretched out his hand and gently slid over the sword.

There was also a slight envy on her face, although the quality of the long sword on her waist was good, and it was a treasure grade.

But Jiang Ran's choice was not at all lost to the long sword at her waist, and the quality was even higher.

"That's because it doesn't want people who don't have the vision to choose it."

Jiang Ran crossed the sword body and looked at the sword in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

Eyes and feelings are very important opportunities, and this opportunity was also grasped by Jiang Ran.

If you don't believe what you feel, even if you find this sword, you can't pull it out.

After all, the rust on the sword alone was enough to dissuade the vast majority of people.

"Wait, there's writing on this sword."

"Wan... Fathom? "

"What a strange name..."

Su Qinghua pointed to the name on the sword, and his face also showed a hint of doubt.

And Jiang Ran also carefully saw the portrayal on the sword at this time.

He didn't care much in his heart, picked up the scabbard sent by Su Tianyang, and put it into the sheath.

The chill was immediately obscured.

"Wan Cheng, it is indeed a strange name."

"But the meaning is okay, if Senior Sister is okay, I will go first."

"It's still early, I just went to try the sword."

Jiang Ran looked at Su Qinghua, also said goodbye, and then walked towards the direction of the back mountain.

There is a special sword test stone over there, although no one has been there for a long time.

"What a wooden head."

"In addition to cultivation is cultivation, if you don't practice one day, maybe the sun will come out from the west."

Su Qinghua smiled slightly, looked at Jiang Ran's back and couldn't help but shake his head and complained.

。。。。。。

On the other side, Jiang Ran came to the back mountain alone to test the sword stone.

The current disciples of the entire Overlord Sword Peak are only four or five.

Except for Jiang Ran and Su Qing, the others were some younger disciples who had just joined.

After this, no one will come to the mountain at all.

Even if Jiang Ran made any movement, he could relax and not worry about someone coming over.

On a boulder in front of him, under the setting sun, it appeared to be covered by a layer of red light.

But this alone is enough to see how hard the stone is.

It can be called a test sword stone, it is definitely not simple, and Jiang Ran can feel it from the white marks on the stone.

"Oh!"

Jiang Ran pulled out the long sword at his waist, and his eyes slowly closed.

At present, he was already half-step innate realm, and he vaguely seemed to be able to sense the realm above the sword qi.

The realm of the sword style is just that practice makes perfect, endure loneliness and memorize it in the heart and in the body.

Sword Qi is different, it needs to be cultivated as a cornerstone, and there is not much skill.

It will be accompanied by the improvement of the innate realm, which will make the sword qi stronger and stronger.

In Jiang Ran's opinion, it was necessary to control the input of True Qi to make it easier to control the sword qi.

This point is not a difficult thing for Jiang Chenyan, whose spiritual power is stronger than ordinary people.

This also led to why Jiang Ran had just stepped into the Sword Qi Realm.

You can use the will of martial arts as a supplement and begin to explore the realm of sword power.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the sword blade constantly resounded in the valley of the back mountain.

Jiang Ran's right hand long sword Wan Cheng pointed obliquely at the ground, and sharp qi began to emanate from the tip of the sword.

Constantly hitting the ground, even before Jiang Ran swung his sword.

Where the sword was pointed at, there was a sound of shattering in response to the scene.

"Huh?"

Jiang Ran's eyes suddenly opened, and his original momentum stagnated a little at this moment.

He felt that the only amount of True Qi in his body poured into the sword body as if it was not controlled by himself.

It wasn't just that, but a moment's effort, not waiting for Jiang Ran to figure out what the situation was.

The true qi in the body had been swept away, and the blood qi in the body was uncontrollably agitated.

Like true qi, it began to pour into the Wan Cheng that Jiang Ran held in his hand.

"How is it possible... Could it be..."

Jiang Ran's face was a little ugly, this was the first time he had encountered this situation.

With a spiritual sword, he would not remain skeptical, and there was absolutely reason to believe that there would be such a weapon.

But this sword, if it is a spirit sword, is more like a magic sword.

Originally, there was still a little rust on the hilt of the sword that could not be clearly cleaned, after absorbing Jiang Ran's blood qi.

This Wancheng seemed to regain its radiance, and began to emit a continuous light sound.

The sharp qi also brought a burst of blood, but the speed of absorbing Jiang Ran's blood qi did not stop.

If it is not stopped, it is estimated that Jiang Ran will definitely be sucked dry.

"Stop me!"

A cold gleam flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and his arm swung suddenly.

A blood-colored sword qi swung out from the sword body, and in an instant, there was already some darkness in the valley.

Blood-colored light flickered around, instantly illuminating the valley in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Oh!"

The sword qi slammed into the test sword stone, and a loud sound exploded along with the red light.

It was like a firework that exploded in the night.

Wan Cheng's sword also emitted a little blood qi red light.

And with Jiang Ran's angry drink, the martial will in his body continued to burst out.

In just a moment, he had suppressed Wan Cheng in his hand.

"Magic sword?"

Jiang Ran's chest rose and fell slightly, and the qi and blood in his body began to flow back.

The blood qi that had been absorbed also began to slowly return to Jiang Ran's body.

The Wan Cheng in his hand also began to be honest, no longer making a sound of sound.

There are no wonders in the world, and the strangeness of Wan Cheng did not make Jiang Ran afraid of it, and he discarded the blade in his hand.

Instead, he was stimulated with a stubbornness and tightly held Wan Cheng in his hand.

He knew that this sword did not yet consider itself a master.

With spiritual swords, they all have autonomous thoughts, but Jiang Ran does not think that he will not be able to make it surrender.

A dead thing, even if there is some spirituality, so what.

"Without my use, you are just a broken iron that has been buried in the Hidden Sword Mountain."

A cold gleam flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and he looked at Wan Cheng in his hand and said to himself.

He didn't want the sword to know that he had to surrender himself until he discovered it.

Jiang Ran wanted to use his own strength and his own strength talent to completely conquer Wan Cheng in his hands.

Even if it is a demon sword, even if it can absorb true qi and blood qi, then why not.

If it can be used as a sword in his hand to slash the enemy at his feet, then it will be.

The most afraid of achieving nothing and greedy.

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