We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

Qian Yuanzi didn't want to argue with these juniors. After feeling deeply in his heart, he nodded and said, "In that case, let the Immortal-Slaying Sword make the choice."

After speaking, he waved his hand and shouted, "Behead the Immortal!"

Although Qian Yuanzi has died, the Immortal Killing Sword has returned to the sword tomb to wait for a new destiny, but his remnant soul can still command it.

As soon as the words fell, the ground trembled, and countless broken swords clanged, as if to welcome their leader's arrival.

Wen Xiangyi felt that this scene seemed familiar, and when he thought about it again, wasn't it exactly the same as the scene in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords of the Chongyun Sect?

When the heroine's natal sword appeared, it was also in such a formation. What was that sword called? Poyun?

Just as she was thinking about it, the originally silent Eternal Life Sword started to move again.

Wen Xiangyi smiled and touched the hilt of the sword, "Why, you can't stand other swords showing off?"

The Eternal Sword couldn't answer it, it just kept vibrating and making a clanging sound in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, an awe-inspiring sword light flew from a distance. It did not fly into Qian Yuanzi's hand immediately, but flew regularly in the air around and around, as if the wolf king was patrolling his territory. generally.

It took half a cup of tea before the sword light flew towards Qian Yuanzi and was firmly planted on the ground.

The Immortal Killing Sword is green in color and is three inches seven feet long and two fingers eight inches wide. The hilt is very long and has a Tai Chi pattern engraved on it. The blade looks extremely sharp and cold.

Ye Yunsheng looked at the Immortal Killing Sword with burning eyes, and instantly felt that the sword in his hand was worse than scrap metal.

Jiang Shaobai's expression was indifferent, and his slender fingers gently stroked the hilt of the Kunwu sword, without any disturbance in his heart. In his opinion, although this sword was fierce, it was far inferior to his Kunwu.

"Master, why are you calling me?"

There was a cold light in the Immortal Slayer Sword, and a deep voice came from it, but the tone was very arrogant, making the word "master" sound a bit awkward.

The three of them looked at each other and exchanged glances.

Oh, the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword is still here.

Wen Xiangyi looked at Qian Yuanzi with interest. Why did it seem like the sword didn't satisfy him? Could it be because he is already dead? Or is it suppressing first and then rising again, deliberately building momentum for Ye Yunsheng?

With the mentality of watching a show, the three of them remained silent and tried to keep their expressions as calm as possible.

Qian Yuanzi did not pull out the Immortal Killing Sword. He didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a bit lonely.

After a moment of silence, he briefly explained the whole story. The Immortal Sword immediately burst into laughter, "I don't need a new master. No one can be worthy of me."

Ling Lan couldn't help but whisper, "Good guy, the villain's exclusive laughter."

Jiang Shaobai glanced at him, lowered his eyes and hid his smile.

Compared with the relaxation of the three of them, Ye Yunsheng and Su Yuning looked much nervous.

Ye Yunsheng stared at the Immortal Killing Sword with his lips pressed into a tight line, while Su Yuning next to him frowned and secretly asked the person inside the bracelet, "Senior, nothing will go wrong."

When the senior mentioned before that the master of the Immortal Killing Sword was chosen, apart from Qian Yuanzi, there were only three other people at the scene: her, Ye Yunsheng and Jiang Shaobai.

Now that there was a bitch like Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan, she was worried that something might change.

The person in the bracelet snorted coldly, "Why are you so anxious? This immortal sword will definitely choose Ye Yunsheng."

After hearing this, Su Yuning was only half relieved. She turned her head and saw Ye Yunsheng's nervous look. She cursed a piece of trash in her heart without showing any signs of it on her face. She even tugged on his sleeves and said warmly. He comforted, "Senior Brother Ye, I believe in you."

Ye Yunsheng held her hand and said nothing, only giving her a reassuring expression in return.

"Zhanxian, don't you want to take a look again? After hundreds of years, a genius finally came here."

Qian Yuanzi spoke again, his eyes constantly flickering between Ye Yunsheng and Jiang Shaobai.

"genius?"

The Immortal Killer Sword laughed strangely again, "Other than that woman, who else can be called a genius?"

woman? Wen Xiangyi keenly caught the key word, it couldn't be Yue Feishuang.

Qian Yuanzi was silent. He looked into the distance, his eyes blurred as if he was lost in memories.

"She..."

"really……"

"Huh? There is actually a Chaos Spiritual Root here."

At this moment, the Immortal Killing Sword suddenly let out an exclamation, then pulled it out of the ground and flew straight towards Wen Xiangyi.

Zheng——

Wen Xiangyi was surprised. Before he could react, the Eternal Life Sword flew out first.

It floated in front of Wen Xiangyi like a protector, and the rusty sword exuded a chill that kept strangers away.

The Immortal Killing Sword stopped a step away, its blade glowing with light.

"I originally thought that only that woman had the root of chaos, but I didn't expect another one to come."

"Hiss...the smell is a bit like that woman's."

Zhanxianjian kept talking to himself in a gentle and gentle manner, and felt a strange gaze falling on him.

She frowned subconsciously and took a step back.

The Eternal Life Sword was connected to Wen Xiangyi's mind, and could feel the disgust in her heart, so it immediately trembled and made a clanging sound, as if to warn the Immortal Slayer Sword.

The Immortal Killing Sword stopped talking and flew into the sky and hovered for a while, then suddenly landed in front of Ye Yunsheng.

"you……"

He only uttered one word, but his tone sounded particularly shocked.

The three of them looked at each other and knew that the plot was coming.

Ye Yunsheng looked at the Immortal Killing Sword in front of him, his heart surged, he swallowed hard, his eyes became extremely hot again.

Su Yuning's eyes lit up and she immediately pushed him, urging in a low voice, "Brother Ye, go hold the hilt of the sword and make it recognize its master!"

Ye Yunsheng took a deep breath, threw the sword into his hand, and stretched out his hand towards the Immortal Killing Sword. The tension and excitement were intertwined, causing his whole body to tremble.

He didn't grab the hilt of the Immortal Sword in a hurry. He tested it first, and when he saw that the Immortal Sword had no intention of resisting, he was ecstatic and immediately grasped the hilt!

In an instant, the Immortal Killing Sword emitted a burst of dazzling light that enveloped the sound of Ye Yun. A strong wind whipped up throughout the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords. Tens of thousands of ownerless swords trembled crazily, and the resentful spirits entangled on them also became restless. Incessantly, he let out bursts of piercing wails!

Qian Yuanzi looked shocked, then closed his eyes and sighed, "Jiang Shaobai, the Immortal-Slaying Sword has no chance with you."

He never thought that the Immortal Sword would choose a monk without any scruples.

Jiang Shaobai smiled lightly, "I already have Kunwu, so I don't need to kill the immortal."

As the words fell, the light gradually faded away. Ye Yunsheng held the Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand, and his eyes fell directly on the three of them, his eyebrows filled with pride.

Wen Xiangyi looked at the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand and shook his head, "Brothers, the plot is over. This broken sword has poor vision. It will be useless even if you give it a chance. Get ready to work!"

After saying this, she summoned the Eternal Life Sword and pointed the blade at Ye Yunsheng.

Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai smiled, stood beside Wen Xiangyi on the left and right, and raised their swords at the same time.

Ye Yunsheng frowned, "What do you mean?!"

Wen Xiangyi smiled innocently, "Of course it's the Killing Sword Spirit, the Duan Slaying Immortal!"

(End of this chapter)