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Chapter three hundred and forty seventh sick(1/2)

This kind of enthusiasm comes from the inside of the carriage, and must come from the unseen swords. Many swords will heat up, but if the true energy of the practitioner does not flow in the runes, it can emit a unique heat, which only shows that the material itself is very special.

The more special the material, the more powerful it is.

However, feeling this enthusiasm, Lin Yi was not very satisfied. He turned to look at Bai Yuelu, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Would it be too swagger?"

Bai Yuelu was slightly surprised, but facing his gaze, she quickly understood his thoughts and said, "It can be used with a scabbard."

The exercises Lin Yi practiced are not true essence exercises, and can be converted into internal breath at any time. At this time, if Lin Yi stays in a certain place and is still, not only can he stop breathing, but his heartbeat and body temperature can even be reduced to a point that the practitioners ignore. However, if there are weapons on his body naturally heat up, in some battles that require hiding their figures, it is like pointing out the direction for the other party's perception.

Lin Yi is not a person who is confused, and he is good at finding ways, so when he listened to Bai Yuelu's reply, he just keenly grasped the word "sword".

Then this enthusiasm should just come from a sword.

With the harsh shout from the driver on the carriage, the two high-headed horses pulling the carriage were suddenly stopped, and their hooves were raised high and landed heavily.

A circle of dust spreads out from the carriage like ripples.

"It's too heavy, too hurrying, I'm exhausted two good horses, so I have to pay more."

The driver in the carriage was wrapped in dust and shouted in a deep voice at Bai Yuelu with dissatisfaction.

Then, with a thud, two long strips of cloth were wrapped in the air and threw them towards Bai Yuelu.

"good."

Bai Yuelu nodded.

The coachman didn't talk nonsense. As soon as the reins were moved on his hand, the carriage quickly turned its head and left with dust.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and directly wrapped two long strips of cloth to catch it.

The moment he caught it, he felt a heat and a slump in his hands.

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and a crack sounded, and one of the long cloth packages had been inserted directly into the ground in front of him.

Both long cloth packages are wrapped in the coarseest torn linen, which seems almost the same, but one is extremely heavy, one is very light, one is straight, and the other has a natural curve.

So he could tell at the first time that one of them was a sword and the other was a knife.

At this time, he threw the knife in front of him. The moment the tip of the knife entered the ground, the cracking sound meant that the tip of the knife had directly cut the wrapped thick cloth as it squeezed with the soil.

This knife is extremely sharp.

It’s just that the rice is a bowl of bowls. Since he has a thought about this sword first, he must first see the true appearance of this sword.

His fingers used a little force, and the rope that tied the cloth was torn off. A deep red suddenly jumped into everyone's sight with the dispersed numbness.

Lin Yi's eyes were slightly condensed.

This is a very ancient sword.

The sword is seven feet long and the standard is in accordance with the rules. It is no different from the most rigorous sword making workshop that strictly follows the proportions.

There are no runes or even patterns on this sword. However, the sword body of this sword is deep red, like the red leaves that are about to wither, and its hilt is very charming yellow.

The reason why it is described as charming is that the yellow color on the hilt of the sword is not only bright, but also bright, like the shining luster of some kind of porcelain.

The sword of this sword is filled with real heat, giving people the feeling of a piece of red charcoal. If the wind blows on it, it will bloom more violently.

The characteristics of such a sword are too distinct. As long as you leave records in the world of practitioners, no one will admit your mistake.

"Chixiao Sword?"

The yellow-faced scholar was also very close to the sword. Looking at the sword that hit his sight like this, he was shocked and shouted out the name of the sword at the first moment.

Lin Yi was also stunned.

When the three words "Chinxiao Sword" sounded in his ears, he himself felt it was too incredible and even too ridiculous.

The Chixiao Sword was originally one of the ten famous swords recognized in the world in the previous dynasty, with a sword weighing 231 pounds.

During the Guangwu period of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the emperor allowed foreign tribes to move in. The raw material for the refining of this sword was a red divine stone. It had been worshipped in a nomadic tribe for hundreds of years. Because of gratitude to the emperor, the nomadic tribes who moved to the territory of the Eastern Han Dynasty dedicated this divine stone as a tribute to Emperor Guangwu.

But it was not until the Western Jin Dynasty that a craftsman finally found a way to use this divine stone and refined it into a sword.

The hilt and sword body of this sword can naturally withstand true energy. The entire sword is like a natural rune that can accommodate true energy. Moreover, with some special true energy techniques as a supplement, it can really burn the true energy, and even burn the true energy on the opponent's sword.

This so-called red divine stone cannot be found anymore. In any records of practice books, its origin has no doubts, it is just a meteorite. Some scholars who like to follow the root cause have made accurate inferences based on the time and place of the nomadic tribe obtained this red divine stone. In the late Qin Dynasty, a demon star fell in the northwest polar region. After the demon star fell to the ground, it still emitted red light, and was called Chixiao by the star official.

The red divine stone should be the remnant of the so-called demon star falling, so after this sword is refined, this sword is named after Chixiao.

The world of practitioners believes in power and does not agree with the statement that the fall of stars leads to the demise of the dynasty. At this time, Lin Yi was unbelievable and absurd, but it was not because of the origin of this sword, but because the sword was originally the sword of the Northern Wei practitioner "Cold Sword and Crazy Sword".

After the death of the Northern Wei master, the Chixiao Sword disappeared. No matter how Lin Yi thought about it, he would never have thought that he had practiced the "Cold Sword Crazy Sword" for many years, and then obtained the original sword of the Northern Wei master.

"Then this knife... could it be Xue Yi?"

Lin Yi took a deep breath, suppressed the shock at this moment, turned to look at Bai Yuelu and asked.

Xueyi is the sword of the Northern Wei practitioner back then.

"No, Xue Yi is really missing." Bai Yuelu said softly: "No one knows this knife because it is a very new knife."

Lin Yi took a deep breath, and the thread on the knife broke open as the sword light flashed.

A very new knife appeared in everyone's sight.

The knife was very thin and seemed very soft, but in the perception of all the practitioners present, the knife was extremely hard and the blade was motionless. When Lin Yi pulled it out of the soil and shook the knife off the loose linen, the blade body of the knife was not deformed at all.

The most important thing is that the knife is almost transparent and emits some cold white, which looks like some kind of black ice.

"The material of this knife is also special, so it is very fast and sharp. So far, it has no name." Bai Yuelu said seriously at Lin Yi.

To be familiar with the true characteristics and soul of a sword or a sword, you can only go through real battles.

Lin Yi didn't say much. He held the heavy sword in his right hand, then raised it, while feeling the weight of the sword, he looked at Chen Buqun and said, "It's time to start."

Chen Buqun has made all preparations.

Before the sword was delivered, he had already passed Lin Yi's record in his mind.

Of course he didn't think he could defeat the other party through normal means.

So when Lin Yi said this, he did not hesitate at all, and he retreated like an arrow from the string. At the same time, a shrill sound of sword sounded from his sleeves.

A bright yellow sword shadow accelerated rapidly and naturally turbulently in the air, making it impossible to easily capture the true landing of the sword tip.

He tried to snatch into the woods on one side of the road.

As far as he knows, Lin Yi seems to be a cultivator with amazing brute force and no fear of flying swords, but it seems that he is not good at using true energy.

In his opinion, using the barrier of trees can weaken the opponent's strength and prevent the opponent from fighting in close combat. His flying sword will be more flexible than Lin Yi's sword in the woods.

He is indeed a frontier general with great combat experience.

The countermeasures at this time cannot be said to be wrong.

It’s a pity that he still doesn’t know Lin Yi enough.

“Too slow!”

Looking at the bright yellow sword shadow coming towards him, Lin Yi couldn't help but say with a slight ridicule.

This flying sword is at most slightly stronger than Rong Yi's flying sword, but it seems too slow compared to Xue Shanchen, a young practitioner in Hanshan Temple.

Looking at Chen Buqun who was sweeping back at an astonishing speed and leading out the afterimages, he felt that he didn't have to chase this man into the woods beside the Tao. Cultivation really requires talent. Being brave alone is not enough. With such a flying sword cultivation, he still had to divide most of the power to sweep into the woods beside the Tao as soon as possible. For him, it was no different from seeking death.

His perception firmly locked the flying sword and then swung the knife.

An extremely smooth feeling surged from the blade and quickly passed through his fingertips to his heart, causing him to feel undescribable surprises.

It turns out that a good knife is really different from using a sword.

A sound of it.

His sword fell on the other party's flying sword with a sense of pleasure like a fish in water.

His sword passed through the air and made almost no sound, but with the sound of this trembling sound, the flying sword felt like it hit an iron wall head-on, and the true energy accumulated in the runes of its sword body was instantly shaken away!

Countless fireflies-like streams emitted from the flying sword, but the stern sword energy on the sword disappeared instantly!

Chen Buqun, who was retreating to the forest at an astonishing speed, was shocked suddenly and let out a muffled groan.

The flying sword that was slashed fell back dejectedly, but at this time, Lin Yi drew his sword!

A loud sound rang out in the air.

The Chixiao sword in Lin Yi's right hand turned into a red storm, catching up with the depressed flying sword, and truly hit the flying sword like a heavy hammer.

The shrill sound of breaking through the air came out again!

The flying sword, which had already fallen down, instantly turned into a terrifying stream of light under Lin Yi's slap, shooting towards Chen Buqun's body.

The blood on Chen Buqun's face faded away sharply. He did not expect such a change at all. Faced with the flying sword that had no time to avoid, he ignored the turbulence of the true energy in his body and forced all the true energy to gather in his right palm.

A terrifying amount of true energy burst out from his palm in an instant, and the intense pain made him scream like a beast.

Although this flying sword that was originally his was fast at this time, it flew straight forward, but the sword path did not change. His palm finally accurately slapped the sword when the flying sword was less than three feet away from his body.

The flying sword was like a piece of rotten iron that was slapped out by him.

But his palms were covered with blood.

His palms were covered with cracks, and his flesh and blood were turned around.
To be continued...
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