After the end of Love Saint, I passed through

Chapter 64 Elder Yan's Destined Excalibur
"Old Cheng, look at this sword, it should be right?"

In the main hall, the middle-aged man who was originally smiling, now restrained his smile and looked solemnly at a white-haired young man on the right.

The young man has a handsome face and a tall stature. He is wearing a red robe with black patterns. There is a purple flame engraved on the robe, which is in sharp contrast with his hair.

"Based on my many years of experience in refining weapons..." The young man stared twice, nodded and said, "It should be."

There was silence in the hall.

"That's interesting. This kid chose this ancient sword randomly." The fat old man laughed, "Not everyone can pull out this ancient sword."

"I think, if I pull it out... what should I say?" the beautiful woman hesitated, "This sword is..."

"That's definitely impossible." The middle-aged man waved his hand firmly.

"I also don't think it's possible." The young man said, "This sword is very special, far more troublesome than the Qijue Divine Sword in the center...Once it is pulled out, Elder Yan may show up in person."

The middle-aged man crossed his hands and said confidently:

"My sword sect has a history of nearly a thousand years, and so far no one has been able to pull out this sword."

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In the sword market.

"Tsk, it looks like a very powerful sword, right?"

Wang Mu looked into the distance.

It was Luo Bullying who pulled out a sword that shone with the light of weaving flames.

The sword has scarlet jade tassels, and the sword pattern is shining with the ancient true meaning. The surging flame power is constantly gushing around, and the powerful momentum has caused countless swords to scream. It seems that they have found a good owner for this sword. cheer.

"This guy really has extraordinary aptitude."

Jianzong is a great sect, opening a mountain gate to accept disciples, there are always some with outstanding aptitude.

Not only Luo Bullying, but besides Luo Bullying, several people also pulled out several seemingly extraordinary swords.

Similarly, many of them, like Wang Mu, searched for some ancient swords that were easier to pull out in the outside range.

Think about it all in your heart.

Wang Mu took a deep breath, looked at the broken sword in front of him, the outside was full of rust, the hilt was covered with countless dust, and the tassel of the sword was also broken.

If it wasn't for another section inserted in the sword market, Wang Mu would have suspected that it was a broken sword.

"If I can't pull it out, it's too much!"

Wang Mu nodded confidently and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

Inexplicably, he felt a very strange breath.

Familiar breath.

"Well, it seems that my kendo aptitude is too high!"

Wang Mu's thinking like this made this ancient sword already interested in me.

"rise!"

Wang Mu held the hilt of the sword, as if he could feel the cheers and jumps emanating from the broken sword.

"This broken sword has a spirit?" Wang Mu was taken aback, but then he was relieved.

normal.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Mu began to draw his sword.

At the moment of exerting force, Wang Mu only felt an overwhelming pressure coming from the blade of the sword.

This pressure seems to be able to crush the body.

There is also a magical energy that travels throughout the body.

Wang Mu actually felt that it was very difficult for him to pull it out.

"Isn't it? My swordsmanship is so poor?"

Wang Mu's face darkened.

Is it so difficult to draw a small broken sword?

At this moment, the thought flashed in Wang Mu's mind, but he didn't think about it, but tried his best to pull out the sword.

The strength fades away little by little.

The little broken sword also slowly broke through the ground, inch by inch.

The pressure is also increasing, and this pressure is not just physical.

Behind it was the soul and there was a strange pressure.

"Fortunately, I have an eighty-level Hundred Training Body Art, otherwise I might not be able to bear it."

"Moreover, this sword still has a sense of familiarity with me, which means that it is so difficult to pull out if you recognize me..."

Wang Mu only felt that his kendo aptitude must not be good.

"I still don't eat enough fish, or I've reached the upper limit..."

Wang Mu made up his mind that if he could fly with the sword in the future, he must quickly unlock other fishing spots in Huangtian Continent, and catch more fish that can increase his swordsmanship aptitude.

eat!

hum…

Just when Wang Mu was about to pull it out.

suddenly.

The entire Sword Market was slightly affirmed.

The air seemed to freeze.

The Qijue Divine Sword in the center trembled slightly...

"Ok?"

Su Yu, who was recording the situation, sensed the change in the Sword Market, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he saw Wang Mu, "Hey, what kind of sword is Brother Wang pulling, which will cause the Sword Market to vibrate?"

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, he was a little confused for a moment.

"Most of the ancient swords out there are relatively ordinary... some of them were abandoned by some seniors..."

"What is so special about this ancient sword in this sword market?"

The Sword Market was shaken, but it didn't have much impact on other people who were immersed in drawing their swords.

It even feels a lot easier to pull it up.

at the same time.

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A certain void cave.

Yan Qingwu, who had just closed her eyes to recharge her batteries, suddenly opened them again.

"impossible!"

"How could someone draw that sword?"

Yan Qingwu's iceberg face that has not changed for thousands of years showed a hint of surprise, she pinched her fingers, "It's you again?"

"what happened?"

"Can some cause and effect affect this point?"

Yan Qingwu gritted her silver teeth lightly, "How could you pull out my Qingshuang Sword?"

Her figure flashed and disappeared suddenly...

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"Pull, pull it out?"

In the central main hall at this moment, a high-level swordsman looked at the scenes in the light curtain, and his face suddenly changed, "How is this possible?"

"It's so strange!" The young man was shocked. "This sword is the sword of fate that Elder Yan used to rule the world... How could it be pulled out by a mortal?"

"This Wang Mu is too problematic!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Although Elder Yan didn't know why he abandoned this divine sword back then, and the pearl was covered in dust...and his sword's heart was damaged, but its spirituality is still there. Apart from Elder Yan, there should be no other person in the world who can pull it out..."

"The old bald donkey Du Tianji said that Elder Yan's talent is peerless, and his sword crowns the sky... Could it be that Wang Mu's swordsmanship is already so high?"

For a while, the hall was silent.

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"call!"

With a loud vibration, the little broken sword was finally pulled out!

Wang Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's not easy!

Barely passed!
Wang Mu looked around, most of the people were already finished.

They seem to be looking at themselves.

The eyes are a bit weird.

Wang Mu understood this weirdness.

Good guy, the last level was the best, but this level seems to be the bottom.

I'm also weird...

Fortunately, Wang Mu had a thick skin, and walked up to Su Yu calmly, and said with a smile:
"Have I passed?"

Hearing this, Su Yu was a little silent.

"Ah."

Su Yu nodded, "If you pull it out, you've passed the level, but in order to record the performance of this level, you must tell the name of the sword. I can distinguish the quality of this sword, so that I can simply judge your kendo qualifications first. "

"Well, I don't know?" Wang Mu said.

"The sword is covered with dust. Generally, the name of the sword will be engraved on the hilt of the sword, or on the edge of the sword." Su Yu pinched a magic formula with his fingertips, "I can make this dusty ancient sword clean with the sword washing technique. Re-bloom the sword light."

After the words fell, Su Yu's fingertips changed.

A ray of water light emerged from his hand, flew to the small broken sword in Wang Mu's hand, and rolled the dust like a tornado.

However, the rotation of the water made the sword slightly reveal a bit of ice-colored light.

Several ancient characters appeared on the sword grid.

"The name of this sword is Qingshuang Sword." Su Yu smiled slightly, but was stunned as soon as he finished speaking, his face froze.

"Cyan Frost Sword?" Wang Mu fixed his eyes, suddenly feeling a little more familiar.

Ok?
As if remembering something.

"Brother Wang..." At this moment, Su Yu stammered, "You...you...you...did you pull out this sword?"

Seeing Su Yu like this, everyone was immediately curious.

What kind of sword is this?
Seems like nothing special?
Wang Mu's body trembled, as if he had thought of something.

"Brother Su Yu, what kind of sword is this?" Luo Jufang asked in a low voice.

Su Yu said tremblingly:

"This is the saber used by Elder Yan of our Jianzong, the Destiny Sword."

When everyone heard this, there was an uproar.

The peerless sword fairy of Jianzong, Huang Tianzhou asked ten people, and nine of them knew it, and the one who didn't know must be a fool.

(End of this chapter)