Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 211 Taibai Gengshen
"Taibai Geng Shenjian?"

Yan Suifeng's expression changed drastically when he saw the sword appearing in Wei Yuezhou's hand.

"He Lengyang, you are so shameless, you actually gave him the Sword of Zhenfeng!"

He couldn't help scolding He Lengyang angrily.

Wen Tianzong has five peaks and five veins, and each peak has a sword that suppresses the peak.

These five swords are of extraordinary quality and indestructible. They are connected with the spiritual veins of the five peaks, and can draw the power of the vast spiritual veins of the five peaks into the sword.

When a foreign enemy invades, you can gather the five swords, draw the power of the spiritual veins, and display the "Dutian Five Elements Clutch and Destroyer Sword Formation" to kill the powerful enemy thousands of miles away.

These five swords are all in the hands of the chief of the peaks, and they are the authority and symbol of the chief.

At the same time, it is also the first magic weapon used to defend against foreign enemies.

Unexpectedly, for Wei Yuezhou to win, He Lengyang actually handed over Bai Gengfeng's Suppressing Peak Sword to him.

Although in Wei Yuezhou's realm, he couldn't control this sword at all, he could still display the power of this sword in case.

However, even if he only uses this sword to slash wildly, it is not something that a true martial arts disciple can resist.

"Yan Suifeng, the sect rules do not stipulate that the sword of Zhenfeng cannot be used by disciples of the sect, I am willing, can you control it?"

He Lengyang said with a cold smile.

"you!"

Yan Suifeng clenched his fists with both hands and made a crackling sound, which showed the anger in his heart.

"If you are not angry, you can give the green wood longevity sword of your peak to your sect to use."

He Lengyang said another sentence leisurely.

Yan Suifeng had blue veins popping out of his forehead. How could he give the Zhenfeng Sword just by saying it? If he wanted to give it to his disciples for temporary use, the chief had to hold a ceremony of giving the sword in person, so that the Zhenfeng Sword could temporarily approve the user.

Now, even if Yan Suifeng wants to hand over the Aoki Longevity Sword to Zhang Shan temporarily, it won't work.

"Although the sect can't help you handing over the Sword of Zhenfeng to its subordinates, the rules of the competition don't allow it. If you do this, I will ask Tianzong to lose the qualification for the competition. Can you afford the loss of the sect?"

Yan Suifeng took a long breath, suppressing his anger.

He Lengyang snorted: "You can see clearly, this is just an imitation of Taibai Geng Shenjian, and there are only 36 restrictions. How can you say that it violates the rules of the game."

Yan Suifeng took a closer look, it was indeed not genuine, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, just now when he saw this sword for the first time, he was so angry that he didn't have time to look carefully, so he lost his sight.

However, after observing for a while, his face darkened again:
"Although it is an imitation, you have introduced a trace of real sword essence into it, you are despicable!"

A trace of sword energy in the Zhenfeng Sword is already a massive amount of real energy compared to a true martial artist, who basically cannot resist it.

This is a loophole in the rules, so it can only be regarded as Wei Yuezhou took a spiritual weapon containing powerful real essence, but the restriction of this spiritual weapon did not exceed the limit of the competition rules.

"Whatever you say, anyway, I have not violated the rules. If the kid surnamed Zhang is defeated by this sword, I can only blame him for his lack of knowledge and strength."

He Lengyang smiled triumphantly, sweeping away the ugly face just now.

Fang Yiru was anxious when she heard this, and was about to speak to her master.

Nan Ruoli took her hand to calm her down, and then sent a voice transmission to Yan Suifeng:

"Brother, what should we do? Do you want Zhang Shan to give up the game?"

"It's okay for the time being, we just need to pay attention to it. Although this sword is powerful, we can't let Zhang Shan give up just like this."

Yan Suifeng murmured:
"If you give up, Zhang Shan will be demoted as an outer disciple. Let's wait and see. In short, his life will not be in danger for the time being."

And at the seat of the jury, the elders of the various factions serving as referees also sensed the abnormality of this sword.

The referee of Jingshen Palace was the first to sneer and said: "It's too unreasonable for you to ask Tianzong. If you come up with such a spiritual weapon, if this is the case, we have to give some tricks to the disciples under the sect."

"That's right, this is an internal fight between you and Tianzong. I don't want to get involved, but if everything is handled like this, the competition will be messed up."

The referee of Liaoyuan Valley also agreed.

The other referees also frowned, obviously dissatisfied with this opportunistic approach.

As the chief referee of this martial arts meeting, Rong Xuanze also felt that his face was dull, and he had already scolded He Lengyang bloody in his heart.

It's really embarrassing to use this kind of method against my fellow disciples.

He forced a smile at the moment and said: "This is a competition for players from our sect, and it has no effect on other factions. As for the following competitions, we can stipulate that this is not allowed."

The referees of the various factions exchanged glances and nodded, not wanting to pursue further, after all, they were only asking about Tianzong's internal friction.

on the ring.

Zhang Shan was carefully observing the sword in Wei Yuezhou's hand.

This pale golden sword gave him a feeling of incomparable power, as if the sword contained energy like the sea.

"My surname Zhang, your arrogance is coming to an end, I will repay the humiliation you gave me a hundredfold!"

Wei Yuezhou looked at the sword in his hand, with an expression of incomparable confidence in his eyes.

"Is this based on your sword? It seems to be very powerful, but it's useless to use any treasure."

Zhang Shan was vigilant in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"That's right, you're trash if you lose. Next, I'll let you see how good I am. You're finished, bastard!"

Wei Yuezhou said resentfully, then he shook the sword in his hand, stopped flying, unfolded his movement, and rushed towards Zhang Shan.

Zhang Shan tightened his grip on the epee, ready to wait.

The opponent was in front of him in an instant, and the pale golden long sword suddenly burst into light, turning into countless sword shadows and covering him immediately.

Zhang Shan snorted coldly, and greeted him with a Yin-Yang chaotic sword style.

Then I saw a weird smile on the corner of Wei Yuezhou's mouth, and I was startled. Could it be that he has some secret tricks?
Before I had time to think about it, the two groups of sword shadows clashed in the air.

With a buzzing sound, Wei Yuezhou's sword trembled, and Zhang Shan felt that Zangfeng was sucked by a strong force.

With a soft clang, the two swords stuck to each other.

"Hey, how's my Sticky Word Jue going? You can't run away now, little bastard!"

Wei Yuezhou grinned grinningly, and subconsciously licked his lips.

Zhang Shan felt bad in his heart, he felt that his whole body was being sucked by a huge wave of true energy, and it seemed impossible to retreat if he wanted to.

Then he felt a vast and sharp aura from the opponent's pale golden long sword spread to Zangfeng, and then rushed towards his body along Zangfeng.

"What's the matter?"

He was shocked in his heart, and now his whole body seemed to be sucked together, and it was impossible to let go of the sword.

"Host be careful, this is an extremely powerful sword element, he wants you to explode and die!"

Ling'er's voice suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​souls.

(End of this chapter)