"Sword Tomb!"

There was a hint of awe in everyone's eyes. The sword tomb of the sword Pavilion was where the Wutian Sword Emperor buried his sword. It was rumored that a strong man had once come to the sword Pavilion to seize the sword but failed. At this moment, they had the opportunity to step into the sword tomb to view it.

When the crowd raised their steps, although they were quite excited, their faces seemed calm, their steps were steady, and their faces were quiet. These people were extraordinary people, and they were geniuses from major forces, and their control over their state of mind was perfect.

When you step into the sword tomb, there is no magnificence or terrifying sword energy outside. In front of you, there are broken walls, even made of loess, which are extremely inconsistent with the image outside.

And just above this broken loess, there were swords buried. The swords were all covered with the aura of loess. They were old and ancient. All kinds of swords, without the peerless sharpness or the brilliant light. They were all quietly among the loess walls. This was their burial place.

"Is this really the sword of the Wutian Sword Emperor?" The crowd looked calm and looked at the old ancient swords. Some of the swords had no scabbards, and some had cracks, but broken swords. If this was not the sword pavilion, if this was not the sword pavilion, if these swords were not the sword pavilion, no one would pick up these swords when thrown outside.

Next to this loess wall, there were two old men guarding them. They just looked up at everyone, and the crowd felt the keenness of the sword. Their eyes seemed to penetrate people.

"A very strong sword cultivator!" Everyone knew in their hearts that how could the senior master who guarded the sword tomb of Wutian Sword Emperor not be strong?

"There are swords used by the ancestor Wutian Sword Emperor since his rise. Whether it is a complete or broken sword, the ancestors have all sealed it here after they are not used. The ancestor once said that every sword of his is alive!" Jian Wu said slowly, and the crowd nodded slightly. The powerful swordsmen all believed that swords had life, so they built a tomb for the sword, called the sword tomb, which was used to bury their swords.

"You can look forward, but don't anger the sword of the ancestors!"

Jian Wubei signaled to everyone, and the crowd nodded and walked forward. They all wanted to touch the sword of Wutian Sword Emperor with their own hands.

Like everyone else, Lin Feng came to the loess wall, and in front of him, there was a three-foot sword, and there was already rust on the scabbard, as if the scabbard was cast from ordinary iron.

With his hand stretched out, Lin Feng touched the loess. Although it seemed to be broken, no dust fell down. Lin Feng deliberately rubbed the loess with his hands, and then looked at his palms. It was still clean and fair, and no loess stuck in his palms.

Sword tomb, the loess used to bury the sword of the Sword Emperor!

Lin Feng's hand was always on the loess, feeling quietly, he seemed to feel the silence of the sword, the whine of the sword, and the death of the sword.

"This loess has emotions and life!" Lin Feng sighed with emotion. The sword tomb made by the loess and earth witnessed the loneliness and silence of these swords. This loess records the desolation and silence of the swords used by the Wutian Sword Emperor. Those swords only represent themselves, and the loess witnessed everything.

"Buzz!" At this time, the sword hilt above Lin Feng's palm suddenly trembled, as if he was about to break the scabbard and rush out, making a buzzing sound of the sword.

"Sword, does it really have life?" Lin Feng murmured. Although he also practiced swords, he didn't know which path the sword would take. This sword was buried here for many years, but at this moment it actually made a buzzing sound. With its emotions, he wanted to break through the shackles of the loess.

However, at this moment, a ray of sadness seemed to be conveyed from the loess, and a wonderful aura fell on the sword. In an instant, the sword fell again, as if it was a little unwilling, but it finally became quiet.

"A powerful sword cultivator can use his soul to control his sword and use his sword as his soul. In the end, the sword soul of the sword itself will naturally have life!" A voice came from Lin Feng. Lin Feng looked sideways. The speaker was Feng Xuan. His beautiful face did not turn around, but it was still charming, which made Lin Feng sigh as a peerless beauty.

"Thank you!" Lin Feng said thanking, then turned his gaze back. It turns out that this is how the sword can really give birth to its own soul, as the sword soul!

Feng Xuan didn't say anything, she also stretched out and touched a sword. Although she was not a sword cultivator, the great way was the same. All martial arts cultivators were for their strong strength, and sword cultivators were no exception. Martial arts had something in common.

"You can try to communicate with the sword in the sword tomb with divine thoughts, but don't show malice, otherwise the sword of spirit will attack on its own!" Jian Wubei spoke again next to him and was prepared. Someone immediately tried to communicate with the sword on the sword tomb with the power of divine thoughts.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." The sound of sword roars came out, and was attracted by the divine thoughts of everyone. The sinking sword seemed to wake up and made a sharp roar. The terrifying sword aura began to spread in the sword tomb, very strong.

"Buzz!" At this time, Lin Feng felt a terrible sword energy blooming out. Feng Xuan beside him quickly dodged and retreated, his palm slashed out, and a collision sound came out of the void, and a sword energy was killed by her.

"The Sword of Destruction is activated!" Everyone's expressions condensed, and they also tried to communicate, wanting to feel the sword intent of the Wutian Sword Emperor. However, Feng Xuan was the first to trigger it. At this moment, even the two old men who were guarding the sword tomb looked at her, with a sharp look in their eyes, but then they fell silent again.

"There is Wutian sword energy here." Feng Xuan shouted softly, and a look of shock flashed in her beautiful eyes. The sword Pavilion did not deceive them. This was indeed the sword buried place of Wutian Sword Emperor. In the sword, a wisp of Wutian Sword Emperor's sword intent still contained in the sword.

When everyone heard Feng Xuan's words, their eyes suddenly became sharper, and they all tried hard to communicate with the sword, as if they wanted to explore the mystery of the sword and feel the will of the Wutian Sword Emperor. This was an understanding for them.

The sound of the sword roar became stronger and stronger, and the sword in the sword tomb trembled continuously. Soon, another terrifying sword intent flashed away. This time, the person who triggered the sword intent was Sprite Yao, the saint and the witch, and the peerless beauty. They triggered the sword intent one after another, which could this vaguely explain.

Lin Feng did not communicate with the sword, but tried to communicate with this loess. He felt that this loess contained all the lives of swords. He listened to the emotions of the loess and its sorrow. He seemed to feel the sadness of all the swords in the sword tomb. They had followed the Sword Emperor Wutian and scattered the world. However, now, they are sinking here and buried in the sword tomb. They feel sad and want to break out of the ground.

Lin Feng listened and realized with all his heart. He seemed to want to hold these swords, spread across the sword of heaven and earth, and condensed the sword soul and possessed life. If they break through the loess and leave the sword tomb, they might have terrifying power!

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." All the swords on the sword tomb trembled, extremely terrifying, and the trembling was getting stronger and stronger, which made the crowd extremely cautious.

What's going on? When they communicated with the sword just now, it was difficult for the sword to shake at all. Now, these swords make the sword's sorrow, sad and unwilling to break through the sword tomb and leave.

The two strong men who were guarding the sword tomb had their sharp eyes and their eyes were swept across the crowd, as if they were looking for it. They did not stop the sword's movements, but allowed the sword to let the sword whine and let the sword tremble violently, as if it had nothing to do with them.

The people who arrived were all the leading figures of the younger generation. They soon noticed the abnormality of the two strong men and couldn't help but guess that Jian Wubei should have been invited to Jian Tomb because he was awarded by his elders. What was the purpose of the other party? Jian did not whistle independently as Jian Wubei said. There was no tendency to break through the air, but at this moment, he was artificially triggered, but instead, the strong men of Jian Pavilion did not stop him. Instead, they hoped that Jian Tomb's sword would break away from the constraints of Jian Tomb.

Why is Jiange doing this?

The sound of the sword roar became stronger and stronger. The eyes of the two strong men finally locked in one person. Lin Feng, their eyes were staring firmly at Lin Feng. It was him who caused the sword in the sword tomb to roar in sadness!

"Clam!"

A peerless sharp aura bloomed out, and the terrifying sword aura made people tremble. If they wanted to worship, everyone was shocked and retreated suddenly, away from the sword tomb, showing a terrifying look. There was a sword that left the sword tomb, floating in the void, located above Lin Feng's head!

The swords in the sword tomb, they have life!

(One update)

(One update)
Chapter completed!