Sword Stirs the World

But after Shen Jianxin stepped into the ancient ruins on the island, he was dazzled and couldn't see anything clearly.

After a while, he gradually regained his vision. As expected, there was no living creature in this space, just like what he felt with the air engine.

In front of my eyes, I only saw a piece of wasteland, lonely and silent. There was no sign of any living beings, not even the wind.

On this wasteland, there are all kinds of swords everywhere. There were at least a hundred swords of different lengths on the small mound in front of Shen Jianxin.

Some of these swords are rusty, while others are as bright and spotless as new. Looking around, they are as dense as rice fields with autumn harvest.

Shen Jianxin stepped forward two steps, went to the nearest sword, gently stretched out his hand, grasped the handle, and tried to pull the sword out of the soil.

But when he pulled it out, the rusty sword broke into two pieces. One was in Shen Jianxin's hand, and the other was still in the soil.

It's a dead sword. It's lifeless and has lost its former edge. Shen Jianxin thought.

Before he could move on, the whole wilderness suddenly began to vibrate slightly.

Quack! Shen Jianxin heard the sword in front of him and suddenly made a strange sound.

Then he saw a scene that he would never forget.

A dry palm came out of the soil and held the handle of the sword.

Then, the soil layer under the sword was arched loose, and a naked head emerged from it.

To be exact, it was a skull, the hand holding the sword, and an arm bone.

What came out of the earth was a skeleton, a skeleton holding a sword.

No matter how bold Shen Jianxin was, he was shocked when he saw a skeleton coming out of the earth and could move.

The skeleton held a long sword in his hand. It seemed that there was a ghost fire in his empty eyes. Suddenly, his body swayed and stabbed at Shen Jianxin.

This sword is strange and fast. Almost in an instant, the tip of the sword reaches Shen Jianxin's face.

Shen Jianxin was startled at first, but he could be regarded as having experienced many battles. Of course, he would not be attacked successfully by this skeleton.

With a flick of his finger, he flicked the point of the sword to one side. Shen Jianxin's eyes were like a moment. Seeing the weakness of the skeleton's sword move, he shot out with a backhand.

WOW! The skeleton's body was fragile. It was really vulnerable. It was scattered by Shen Jianxin and turned into bones.

Originally, there were five or six variations behind this skeleton's sword move. Unfortunately, his body was too fragile. Shen Jianxin saw through his weakness and was defeated at one blow.

At this time, the sound of Chengying sword spirit came from Shen Jianxin's sea of knowledge.

"Put a wisp of spirit into the sword, and the sword will be yours!"

Shen Jianxin was slightly shocked, and did not immediately follow its instructions.

Shen Jianxin doesn't like that rusty sword. Maybe it was a famous sword hundreds of years ago, but it doesn't sell very well nowadays.

Chengying sword spirit saw that Shen Jianxin refused to divide the spirit, and didn't say much. He just laughed twice and stopped talking.

Click! Click! After two more rings, two skeletons came out of the soil and killed Shen Jianxin with their swords.

Shen Jian's heart was calm. He rushed forward and smashed the two skeletons with two fists.

The sword moves of these two skeletons are good, but their bodies are too fragile, and their real combat power may not be as good as those outside. Shen Jianxin doesn't have enough strength.

Without waiting for Shen Jianxin to understand, there was a crack in all directions.

Eight skeletons appear, and eight swords kill Shen Jianxin.

At this time, Shen Jianxin felt a little bad.

Is there a skeleton swordsman under every sword in this ghost place?

There are ancient swords all over the world. Do you want to kill yourself?

In this moment, Shen Jian's heart was as fast as lightning. He raised his hand and scattered eight skeletons.

As he expected, sixteen skeleton swordsmen emerged from the bottom of the earth and ran to kill without fear.

This time, Shen Jianxin obviously felt that the strength of these skeleton swordsmen had improved. Among the 16 skeleton swordsmen, at least two of them had a little field power attached to their swords, which could interfere with their movements.

When Shen Jianxin finally broke up the 16th skeleton swordsman, without waiting for him to breathe, another 32 skeleton swordsmen came forward.

The thirty-two skeleton swordsmen rushed together like a thousand troops. They were mighty. At least a dozen kinds of forces were entangled in each other, and they rushed to Shen Jianxin.

The sword Qi is full of air, and the power of various attributes flickers constantly, which turns Shen Jianxin's space into a very dangerous place.

Even Shen Jianxin, in the face of such crazy sword power, had to stay away from the front and take the initiative to retreat.

It may not be difficult to defeat the thirty-six skeleton swordsmen, but what he is afraid of is that if he knocks down these swordsmen, they will be stronger and more powerful. Who can resist them?

Xinnian moves slightly. Shen Jianxin wants to take out the shadow sword from the star array space. This is the most powerful weapon in his hand.

Who knows, but from the body of Chengying Shenjian sends out a force of resistance.

"Those undead swordsmen are very dirty. I don't want to get contaminated with them! Unless you want to get rid of Chengying sword! " Chengying sword spirit delivers sound in time.

"In fact, you don't have to be afraid. Do as I say, you'll find it very cool!" Chengying sword Spirit said with a smile.

Shen Jianxin thought for a moment, and then he got into an ancient sword on the ground.

As soon as the power of the spirit entered the body of the sword, it immediately flowed along the special vein in the body of the sword.

And strangely enough, the power consumption of this wisp of spirit is very little, only one tenth of the usual.

Shen Jianxin was surprised by this result. Under normal circumstances, if he injected the power of spirit into a weapon, he could control the weapon temporarily and make it move according to his own mind, but this kind of practice can only be regarded as a trick to control the weapon. It is not powerful enough. It is even worse than using the power of spirit to attack directly.

However, the ancient sword in this ancient relic can keep the power of the spirit in the body of the sword, with little loss and no effort.

Shen Jianxin subconsciously drives this seemingly ordinary ancient sword. With one sword in the air, he cuts off the bodies of four skeleton swordsmen and scatters their bones on the ground.

"It's really easy to use!" Shen Jianxin suddenly understood what was going on here.

When his mind moved again, Shen Jianxin divided into 36 spirits and poured them into the ancient swords on the ground.

Hum! Hum! Buzz!

Thirty six ancient swords, like locusts, control the air at the same time. The scene is absolutely breathtaking.

The number of skeleton swordsmen who came from all directions has reached 100, but under the back and forth of these flying swords, they were defeated one after another and turned into bones all over the ground.

Shen Jianxin stood still, took a deep breath, and released the power of the spirit again.

This time, he divided 108 spirits and successfully controlled 108 ancient swords.

For a moment, 108 ancient swords flew across the sky, shuttling around Shen Jianxin like a school of fish, crushing the skeletons and swordsmen who kept coming up. None of them could get close to him.