The sword Chen Changsheng wanted was naturally in Zhouyuan, to be precise, in the sword pool. Although he still didn't know where the sword pool was until now, the sword he wanted was undoubtedly a famous sword, just like the mountain and sea sword in his hand at this time.

In fact, the sword he wanted was far less than the Shanhai Sword on the Hundred Artifacts List, but its reputation in some aspects was greater than that of Shanhai Sword, because that sword was extremely rare. The sword brought back to Zhou Yuan by Zhou Dufu from the outside world, and more importantly, the sword was Nanxizhai Sword, that is, the sword was the Saint Sword.

Chen Changsheng didn't know that the girl behind him was Xu Yourong. He still had no good feelings for the name Xu Yourong until now. When he wanted this sword, he naturally did not want to prepare a dowry for his fiancée, but because the legendary Nanxizhai sword contained holy light, which could purify all toxins and naturally suppress the blood-removal method of the demon clan.

This idea was indeed ridiculous, but it became a reality. Just when he had that idea, a very fresh feeling suddenly arose somewhere in the grassland south of the tomb. The weeds that looked extremely tired in the heavy rain stood up straight, and the raindrops flowed down the leaf veins, and were full of energy.

A very light sword intent appeared in endless vitality and then disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the sword intent came to the stone platform in front of the main entrance of the tomb, and a sword appeared with it. The sword looked very simple, without any unnecessary decoration, exuded a faint sacred meaning, illuminating the darkness brought by the heavy rain a lot.

This is the Zhai Sword Chen Changsheng wanted.

He reached out to the rain to take off the vegetarian sword and slashed at the peacock feather coming towards him.

Only a sound of angry birds sounded in the violent flames, and then the hissing sound was heard, and the flame attached to the peacock feather turned into blue smoke. The terrifying toxins contained in the blood fire were instantly purified by the holy light emitted from the vegetarian sword.

Quiet, absolutely quiet. Nanke's little face was paler. The two maids behind her opened their eyes wide and looked incredible. The eyes of the old man playing the piano showed a look of fear, and Teng Xiaoming's expression was extremely solemn.

Suddenly, the sound of rain suddenly stopped. Liu Wan'er, who had not taken action, rushed up along the gods. The big iron pot in her hand turned into a dark night, covering the sword that still emitted holy light.

Chen Changsheng let go of the hilt of the sword of the Sword of the Eid Sword, held the hilt of the Shanhai Sword again in the rain, and lifted towards the iron pot. He heard a sound of golden sound, and the breath was squirting wildly. The black pot was directly picked up by the iron sword, and the night opened a hole.

After the night, it was not the blue sky, but Liu Wan'er's hands.

She held a ribbon in her hands, and the ribbon was extremely soft and smooth. It was tied to the Shanhai Sword, which made the heavy iron sword unable to move anymore. At this moment, Teng Xiaoming, who was in harmony with her, held an iron stick in his hand and fell from the rain again and hit his head.

At this moment, there was another strange movement in the depths of the grassland. A thin sword traveled through the heavy rain for dozens of miles like a flowing light and came to the front of the main entrance of the tomb, as if it was stuffed into Chen Changsheng's right hand that had just released the hilt of the Shanhai Sword.

The sword handle was thin and delicate, giving people a feeling of a needle.

Chen Changsheng held the sword and stabbed Liu Wan'er. The delicate sword body seemed to be unable to withstand the baptism of the heavy rain. He kept trembling along the way, and the sword edge passed through lightning, as if something was embroidered in the rain. I don't know what sword this is, but what sword technique he used, but I felt that it was extremely soft. The sword moves green willows and red flowers, and the scene was all beautiful.

With a hissing sound, the delicate sword failed to embroider a beautiful picture in the rain, but it picked the ribbon wrapped around the Shanhai Sword. The beautiful sword continued to pick the raindrops and finally killed Liu Wan'er and poked her earlobe. If Teng Xiaoming hadn't smashed the deformed iron rod, or the delicate sword would have directly poked Liu Wan'er's neck.

The iron rod broke through the air, Chen Changsheng let go of the sword, held the Shanhai sword again in the rain, and rose up, still a word of picking. He could only hear a deafening sound of impact, and the iron rod roared through the air, not knowing where it fell. Teng Xiaoming grabbed Liu Wan'er's shoulder without hesitation, retreated violently, and avoided Chen Changsheng's next sword again.

Whether using the delicate sword or the Shanhai Sword, Chen Changsheng used three consecutive moves to pick characters, picking lines from the brim, and picking lights at night. He picked them neatly and extremely casually.

Three swords were hanging quietly in the heavy rain around him, and the picture was shocking.

Looking at the Zhai sword that emits a faint holy light, Nanke could no longer suppress the shock in her heart. She was even reluctant to think about why the legendary saint sword appeared, and said angrily: "Why do you know even the sword technique of Nanxizhai?"

"Is this the Yue Girl Sword?" Liu Wan'er was shocked when she looked at the delicate sword in the rain beside her and did not notice a drop of red blood oozing out of her earlobe.

There was once a powerful sword sect in the southeast corner of the mainland. Most of the disciples in the sect were women and were in the ancient Yue land, so it was named Yue Nu Sect. It had produced many sword masters until it was hundreds of years ago when they were in Nanxizhai. Not to mention Nanxizhai, it has always been admired and worshipped by all people.

Nanke and Liu Wan'er were naturally shocked by the appearance of these two swords. What was even more incomprehensible was why Chen Changsheng knew even the sword techniques of Nanxizhai and Yue Nu Sect. It is important to know that those two sets of sword techniques are more important than sacred purification and small things. Very few men can practice them.

Chen Changsheng did not explain. He was able to master the sword techniques of Nanxizhai and Yuenu Sect, and at least master the rough moves and sword shapes of these two sets of sword techniques. In addition to reading Daozang, the most important reason for his diligence. When he came to Kyoto from Xining Town, he had done the most in his year at the National Education College, he was studying and studying all the practice methods in the world. Except for the young men in the Seven-character Sword of the God Kingdom in Lishan Sword Sect, no one as diligent as him could be found among his peers.

Looking at Chen Changsheng on the stone platform in the wind and rain, both Nanke and Liu Wan'er felt extremely uneasy.

Among the strong men who entered Zhouyuan, Teng Xiaoming was the silent one. In terms of identity, he was the twenty-four demon generals. Not to mention the high-ranking His Highness Nanke, he was not even as tall as his wife, but all the nobles in Xue Laocheng knew that it was because he loved his wife deeply. In terms of true combat power and vision, he was the strongest one on the field.

So he did not let the shocking scene in front of him shake his mind. He stretched out his right hand to the rain and recalled his iron stick from somewhere, stepped out of the water on the divine road, roared up, and attacked Chen Changsheng again.

The other strong men also woke up and knew that they could not let the battle continue like this. Seeing that Chen Changsheng, who had already entered the desperate situation, suddenly had the help of three famous swords. Who knows what else would happen later?

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the strong wind blew on the divine road, and the heavy rain was blown crooked like a weak willow. A very quiet and clear sound of piano, with unconcealed murderous intent, accompanied by the several strong winds, attacked Chen Changsheng on the edge of the stone platform.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded in the rain. The roar was a sword roar, extremely sharp, resounding throughout the world, but strangely, particularly deep, as if it was a dragon roar from ancient times.

The shadow of the great roc in the distant sky was slowly descent, and suddenly it was stuck in the dragon roar for a moment.

The old man's face turned pale, and his fingers stroking on the strings trembled violently. With several sounds of bangs, the strings suddenly broke. He spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the guqin on his knees was instantly dyed red.

What exactly is it? With a roar, it is so powerful

At this moment, a sword broke through the rain and came to Chen Changsheng's body.

His sword intent is extremely arrogant and unparalleled.

"Dragon Roar Sword" Liu Wan'er exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Changsheng took the Dragon Roar Sword from Yukong and slashed at Teng Xiaoming.

The tomb suddenly became bright, as if a virtual dragon gushed out from the sword body, hitting Teng Xiaoming's chest and abdomen hard. Only a terrifying muffled sound was heard. Teng Xiaoming was shaken to the bottom of the sacred road hundreds of feet away, and his sternum was cracked.

Nanke is approaching, and true blood is burning violently in her eyes.

Chen Changsheng looked at her eyes, suddenly released the hilt of the Dragon Roar Sword, and stretched into the rain again.

Another extremely bright sword flew from afar and fell into his hands.

He held the sword and stepped forward, and washed the sword surface like water, and directly cut Nanke back.

An exclaimed sounded again from the Shinto: "Qiu Shui Sword"

This is not the end.

This is just the beginning.

The sound of the sword breaking through the rain and the sky keeps ringing.

A shocked voice kept ringing.

"Bihu Sword"

"Zhangba Divine Sword"

"How could this be... the Demonic Sword"
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