Peerless God of War

"Thorn."

The fierce sword burst out and turned into a sharp blade and stabbed at the ancient wind. This sword is extremely fierce. If you are caught off guard, even a heavy martial cultivation in soul forging realm will be pierced.

Gu Feng's face changed and quickly dodged aside to avoid the sword Qi.

"Boom."

There was a loud noise behind the ancient wind, and a big hole was directly pierced in a sand dune behind him.

"Gulu." the breeze on one side looked at the scene, with a frightened face and a frightened light in his eyes. If the sword struck him, there was no doubt that his thin body could not bear it.

Looking at the ancient wind, he couldn't help shaking his head: "it's over. Although the ancient wind has a unique sword, it can't be used at all now."

Not only can't use it, but it can't be picked up at all. The sharp sword was so terrible that it seemed to resist everyone's approach.

"It depends on whether the sword meaning of the ancient wind can conquer it." Shuiqian's soft eyes looked at the ancient wind solemnly, and his eyes fixed on the flashing simple long sword.

"What do you mean?" Feng Qingyang looked at water qianrou suspiciously.

Shui qianrou took a deep breath into the airway: "Whether they are precious tools or utensils, they are very powerful. These powerful tools and utensils may give birth to the spirit. The tools and utensils that gave birth to the spirit are so powerful that they are not even strong enough to treat them according to the level of their reasons. Because they can constantly become strong. However, if the tools are channeled, of course, they are no longer ordinary, and they will choose what they want, Therefore, after the restoration of Zhenyi divine water, I'm afraid the sword of the ancient wind has awakened the sleeping spirit, and the spirit is now in the Lord, or testing the ancient wind. If it can pass, the ancient wind will naturally become his new master. If it can't pass, the sword will choose another Ming Lord. "

"No, can it be?" Feng Qingyang couldn't help but blush: "if it is true, doesn't it mean that Wuxiu even pregnant his own treasure and raised its spirit, and in the end, it doesn't necessarily belong to him?"

"Of course not. If an instrument spirit is conceived and raised by the owner, the relationship between the instrument spirit and the owner is like blood thicker than water. It will naturally get close to the owner, and there will be no such test." Shui qianrou said.

Then he took a deep breath and continued: "but if the owner's weapon is a fierce thing, if he doesn't have strong strength, he will eventually be affected by the weapon spirit and become a demon who only knows how to kill."

This is not shuiqianrou's alarmist talk, but there was such a figure in Huang Xuanyu. He refined a magic sword, which was very terrible. With the help of this magic sword, the man was also invincible in the world, but he was finally eroded by the evil intention of the magic sword and turned into a ferocious and murderous devil.

Feng Qingyang and Shui qianrou look at the ancient wind. They also want to know whether the ancient wind can accept this sword.

Ten feet away from the sword, Gu Feng looked at his palm. There was a blood stain. It was caused by the long sword when he wanted to hold it.

"Test me?" Gu Feng's face was dignified, took a deep breath and grabbed the long sword.

The light of colored glass spread all over his body, and the formed light protected his body, making him look very strange. The huge palm also shook it towards the long sword.

Gu Feng's face was dignified. Even though his body was stronger than the five strong ones in the soul forging realm, especially after using the star glass body, he was still not relaxed.

"Thorn."

There seemed to be a faint sound of singing in the heaven and earth. On the long sword, the simple brilliance flashed away, and then a terrible sword appeared, cutting towards the ancient wind with a more fierce breath.

This is terrible. Even the five levels of martial arts in soul forging realm will turn pale.

"Damn it." Gu Feng's face changed greatly. I'm afraid the swiftness and of this sword is much better than that one just now.

"Boom."

The ancient wind couldn't escape at all. He let the sword stab him. Suddenly, the light of colored glass shone everywhere. The star colored glass body of the ancient wind was broken in an instant, and he himself vomited blood and flew out pale.

"It's over. It seems that the ancient wind can't be recognized by the sword spirit." Feng Qingyang said with regret. After all, this peerless weapon, if you can get it, the ancient wind may have the power to fight even against those perverts in the top ten of the purgatory tower.

However, his voice fell, and a dirty smile appeared on his face: "don't you say that the spirit is the Lord? I might be able to subdue this sword when I go up."

Shuiqianrou glanced at the breeze and said softly, "you can go up, but I can guarantee that you will die miserably."

"Isn't it?" the wind was clear, and the steps he stepped out took back. His body trembled gently, and his face looked pale at the water.

"The sword is the master. Naturally, the competition is the sword meaning. You can't use the sword at all, let alone understand the sword meaning. You will only be hanged by the sword meaning of the sword. The reason why the ancient style didn't succeed is that he didn't find the right direction." Shuiqian judo.

With the cultivation of ancient style, nature also listens to the words of thousands of soft water, and reveals the color of meditation everywhere. Now he can understand why after using the star glass body, the sword Qi attacking him would be so strong that it didn't hurt his life.

"Sword competition? Let me have a try." Gu Feng's face coagulated, his eyes closed slightly, and his Pentium spiritual power calmed down in an instant, and finally disappeared without a trace. At the moment, the ancient wind is like an ordinary person in the eyes of breeze and water qianrou. There is no spiritual power fluctuation at all.

This lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the ancient wind finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Shua."

For a moment, two swords shot out of his eyes. The sharp edge of the sword stabbed at the long sword, very fast. At the same time, a terrible sword like a tsunami swept out of the body of the ancient wind. The terrible sword turned into a whirlwind and rotated in front of the ancient wind. It lasted for a long time before it disappeared.

"What a powerful sword." the eyes of Feng Qingyang and Shui qianrou were shocked. Although the sword meaning of the ancient wind is not as strong as before, there is no doubt that this is his own sword meaning, which is extremely fierce and has the spirit of dominating the world.

"Let's see who is stronger." the ancient wind roared and walked slowly towards the long sword. Every time he stepped out, there was a clanging sound with sword meaning between heaven and earth, and the shrill sound resounded through the sky.