In a narrow icy blue space, He Lan, who had previously escaped, was sitting here with Chen Wu and Shen Tong, and He Lan was embarrassed to thank the two.

"Sister Wu, Chen Tong, thank you." He Lan touched his nose and thanked Chen Wu and Shen Tong shyly. At the same time, he looked up and looked around and observed this space that was completely unfamiliar to him.

Chen Tong still looked the same, and said to He Lan with a smile on his face, "What are you grateful for! Sister Wu and I happened to see you, it is normal to save you!"

After saying that, he pointed to Chen Wu, who looked deserted beside him, "Actually, my sister has discovered you a long time ago. She had asked me some questions about speed before, but she didn't expect that this was actually a hint that you are here!"

Chen Tong's words made He Lan look up at Chen Wu, with curiosity in his eyes. He had obviously concealed his spiritual filament well. No one should have noticed his breath before he acted.

Chen Wu looked at He Lan's expression of being about to explain to him, and said calmly to him, "I just think if there was no such thing as this scene, if you took advantage of others' danger, there would be something missing."

He Lan's face suddenly darkened when he heard this. Chen Wu's words were clearly saying that he was the kind of guy who likes to take advantage of others' danger, or that he had become such a person in her impression.

"Oh, Sister Wu! You just said that it was not a teleportation spirit treasure. It turned out that this was a space spirit treasure! It could actually stuff us all in! No wonder we were not panicked just now!" Chen Tong's natural personality eased the awkward atmosphere well, and even the topic was taken over by him inadvertently.

"Don't you know that Sister Wu is a space spirit treasure? Then why were you so confident just now?" He Lan originally thought that Chen Tong was afraid of danger because she knew that Chen Wu's jade pendant was a space spirit treasure. She just cut off the heroic figure of Bafang with one sword.

"I thought Sister Wu was a teleportation treasure. I asked Sister Wu before and didn't answer me. Anyway, Sister Wu is so confident that we will definitely not have any trouble." After Chen Tong answered He Lan casually, he actually began to ask He Lan.

"Then why did you rush over directly, He Lan?"

"I'm almost the same..." He Lan was basically the same as Shen Tong, and she almost subconsciously trusted them unconditionally, easily handing over her life and death to them, believing that they would lead her to escape from the sky.

As a result, they really let He Lan, who was hunted, escape from the sky. No one could find his existence in this hidden ice blue space.

This is probably trust.

"Okay, don't worry about that much! Take out the treasure quickly! I'm very curious about what the treasure was that so many people were snatching!" Chen Tong looked at He Lan's Shihuan with his hands, as if the treasure was him, and he was even more excited than He Lan who got it.

He Lan took out a treasure chest from the time ring calmly, and at the same time released his exploration spirit treasure to cover his absolute judgment. Then he inlaid the spirit treasure in the gap in the treasure chest, and after confirming that it was correct, he pushed up with both hands.

"Does this actually need a key?" Chen Wu murmured to himself. It seemed that even if the treasure chest was taken away by others, it would be helpless. In the end, it would have to fall into He Lan with the key.

So why did he do such a big fanfare treasure chest? She glanced at He Lan, who was seriously lifting the treasure chest, and closed her eyes and regarded it as his interest.

Anyway, she has this space, and no matter how big the two of them are, they can escape like today.

After He Lan opened the treasure chest, he found that it was empty inside, as clean as clean as if it was, and there was no trace of ashes falling inside.

For a moment, He Lan was still a little disappointed, thinking that this was a cover. Suddenly, a strong spiritual power rushed towards He Lan. He Lan had no idea of ​​reacting and had already fallen to the ground in front of Chen Wu and Shen Tong.

"He Lan! He Lan! Section Chief! He! Why did he fall down just now?" He Lan heard only the cry of Chen Tong in the end, and then his consciousness was forced into the darkness, as if he could not breathe in a deep pool.

This is not mental power! He Lan knew very well that what attacked him just now was not mental power. It was not so much spiritual power as it was sword energy. As a swordsman, he was really familiar with sword energy, let alone he was also a famous swordsman with a savage sword.

He could sense that his consciousness was being oppressed by the heavy sword energy. At this moment, the shadow of a sword seemed to be faintly visible in his mind. The pressure that made him breathless was emitted by the sword, but he still couldn't see the true face of the sword with all his strength.

Then the sword was swung out of thin air in front of him. The posture of wielding the sword seemed to him indiscriminately, just like a child wielding curiously after getting a sword, almost wielding wherever he wanted.

He Lan thought this should be a heritage that teaches sword skills, but he couldn't see through the rules of this sword skills at all. Could it be that this inheritance allowed him to understand what the truth through sword skills?

This sword technique seems to be indiscriminate and random, but in fact it has hidden mystery. It can still sweep across the world when it is in chaos. That is because the sword holder has the domineering and confidence that is like a devouring mountain and rivers, and his spirit is as dazzling as a god of war.

However, just as He Lan continued to observe the sword, the pressure that erupted from the sword suddenly rose, which made him feel suffocated. As his consciousness gradually became lost, he heard some sounds faintly.

"Confirm that it's unintentional, erase it."

This inheritance is really as domineering and unreasonable as the principles revealed in the inheritance, and all the inheritors who are not suitable for themselves are wiped out. Perhaps most people feel desperate when they hear this city, and begin to regret taking over this swordsmanship, and even the last words are left in their minds.

He Lan was full of passion and even felt a sense of cursing.

Why should I be wiped out if I fail, and why did I fail? This false aggrievance made his anger soar. If the guy who originally set up this inheritance was here, He Lan really wanted to kill him with one sword and question him loudly.

Who of you gives you the courage to judge my life and death! Who are you mine?!

I have to say that since the fifth city, He Lan has been able to detect that his state of mind is changing quietly. Many of the things he thought of before dare to take risks and practice them directly. In general, he has become more bold and open than before.

But after occasionally sighing about these changes, He Lan will act as a fart. In a sense, he is still the original boy on earth who can tolerate everything. He easily accepts it happily and will not feel aggrieved in his heart, even if it is a change that has occurred on his own.

At this moment, he felt that if Yunge sword was in his hand, he could kill all the demons and monsters in front of him. He could not rush straight towards the vague sword, his eyes widened, and bloodshots gradually emerged, with a hideous face that few people had seen.

He used his own sword energy to resist the sword energy that was about to strangle his nerves. At this time, he was completely unaware that he could emit sword energy without holding the sword energy. Even if he realized it on the way, the situation was urgent, his body burst out with a lot of sword energy, and finally pointed directly at the sword.

At this moment, a smile appeared on He Lan's face. He did not choose to wave the sword, but used the sword energy to destroy it when he held the hilt.

My sword is not you. He smiled and watched the sword disappear, and at the same time a pitch-black sword appeared in his hands. This was the Yunge sword he had known and had been with him for nearly three years.

"Go to your goddamn inheritance!!" Then he waved the Yunge Sword, resisting the death threat of the sword energy rushing to the throat, and a sword energy cut through the inheritance space.

At this point, the kendo has been achieved in small success.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!