The seventh of Beidou is called Yaoguang.

If you follow suit, you will be auspicious; if you go against, you will be defeated.

Yaoguang is the courage of an ordinary man. He is unparalleled in bravery, and he is a very evil blade. The sword master is angry and the world is covered with white silk.

---Commentary on the Supreme Twelve Artifacts: Seven Stars Shaking Light, Hidden Tower.

Chen Qiu looked at the knife in front of him.

The knife is three feet and six inches long.

The blade is wide and like a crescent moon, which is conducive to chopping.

The knife is engraved with the Beidou inscription, the blade is cold and has an unparalleled sharp edge. It can cut gold and jade, and it can also destroy the army and kill the enemy.

Just after looking closely, a murderous aura came from the snow-white blade, which made Chen Qiu's eyes sting.

It was like a peerless swordsman standing in front of him.

While he was looking at the swordsman, the swordsman was also looking at him coldly.

"This thing is the most treasure of Chu. It is said to have been cast in the Warring States Period. Because the princes at that time used swords as their identity symbol, the swords were not liked by others, and it was difficult to wait for the elegant hall. After Qin destroyed Chu, their whereabouts were unknown."

Behind Shen Qiu, on the edge of the pool, Yaoqin with a veil said softly:

"According to the notes of my ancestors, the second time the Yaoguang Knife appeared was a descendant of the Chu State. The overlord Xiang Yu competed for power with the Han lord Liu Bang.

The King of Western Chu held a treasure sword and ran around the world, but did not practice the king's way, and eventually ended up committing suicide by slashing his own throat in the Wujiang River. It is said that Xiang Yu, who was the bravest in the world, committed suicide by using this shaking sword.

Since then, Baodao has been missing again.

Three hundred years ago, the founding monarch of the former dynasty, led this sword to Xiaoxiang, fought for power in troubled times, swept the world and conquered the Chu Kingdom.

In order to correct its roots and trace its blood relationship, the Shaking Bright Sword was used as a treasure trove of national treasures and hidden in the Yanjing Palace."

Speaking of this, Yaoqin's tone became a little more depressed, she said:

"It's a pity that the descendants of Emperor Gaozong of Chu could no longer control Yaoguang. After Zhao Hu usurped the throne, he had been searching for Yaoguang among the people, trying to use this knife to prove the orthodox of the Southern Dynasty.

But the man who usurped the country was not worthy!”

Yaoqin snorted disdainfully, and she said:

"Today, I will bring you to meet this Seven-Star Shaking Light Knife, and I want to find a sword master for the Shaking Light Knife to protect Qingqing, the last Chu blood descendant."

"Do Qingqing know?"

Chen Qiu asked.

As soon as he asked, he knew that he had asked the wrong question.

Qingqing girl didn’t even know her own life experience, so how could she know the existence of the Shaking Light Knife?

"I heard from Uncle Hei, who has been guarding this sword for many years, that this shaking sword is extremely fierce and cannot be used by a brave man who is the best in the world. As long as ordinary people touch the sword, they will be repelled by the fierce aura."

Yaoqin looked at Chen Qiu with a little concern, and she reminded her:

"It is a spiritual thing, and it is said that it can also choose its own master."

"Is it so idealistic?"

Chen Qiu complained, and he looked at the knife in front of him and asked:

"Miss Yaoqin, do you believe in such a legend in the world? Could it be that there is a spirit in this knife?"

"What is that?"

Yaoqin asked in confusion, and when Chen Qiu shook her head and said nothing, she expressed her guess.

She said seriously:

"I actually don't believe in the saying that the sword chooses the master, but I have seen from some ancient books that during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, many immortals who practiced and achieved enlightenment walked in the mortal world. Even now, there are legends about immortals and immortal relationships from time to time.

I guess the reason why the Shaking Light Sword is so spiritual is probably because it was not forged by mortal forging masters, and it is very likely that it comes from those immortals who practice.

If it was forged by immortals, then there are all kinds of magical features of this shaking sword, which is naturally understandable."

Chen Qiu pursed his lips.

Yaoqin's guess reminded him of another thing he had seen.

The dark Chengying Sword in the hand of the mountain ghost.

No, it should be called Chengying Taoist.

He touched the sword jade in his hand again. In the sword jade dream, there was still the mysterious old Taoist illusion who was controlling Chengying.

Yes.

Chen Qiu's heart moved.

There were immortals in this world a thousand years ago!

This point has been proved, whether it is Qingqing's statement or the adventure of Shan Gui.

Even the martial arts of the world are now derived from the downgrade of those immortal techniques. Since there is a true immortal, what is there to be a peerless sword that can communicate with the psychic master in front of you?

"I have even used Chengying."

Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the sharp blade that emitted fierceness in front of him. He seemed to be able to feel that the knife was sarcasticating him, and he said softly:

"You may not be more powerful than Chengying... it is much colder than you."

"Bang"

A sharp knife energy was stimulated from the shaking sword, hitting Shen Qiu's feet, and the water in the stimulating pool swayed everywhere.

The Shaking Light Knife seemed to be angry, and the gusts of wind that were like tigers roaring echoed in the cave.

This thing is indeed spiritual.

Yaoqin saw this strange scene, and her big eyes were full of surprise. Uncle Lu had also tried to hold a knife before, but this scene did not appear.

She was about to ask when she saw Chen Qiu turn around, raise his left hand in front of her.

His face was serious and his eyes were full of stubbornness.

He said:

"I Chen Qiu, and today I made a vow in front of the Seven-Star Shaking Blade."

"From then on, I will protect my sister Fan Qingqing for the rest of my life with this body and life. If there is any danger, I will add my body first. If I want to hurt my sister, I will first step over my Shen Qiu remains."

"If there is any violation, I will die under the sword of the shaking light!"

"Su Jia Yaoqin, prove my oath."

"The sky and earth are the sky, prove my oath."

"The yellow spring is falling, and I will prove my oath."

"All ghosts and gods prove my oath."

This vow was so swift that Yaoqin had no time to stop it. She saw Chen Qiu turn around, raise his left hand, and place his five fingers on the hilt of the Shaking Blade.

His oath, and the last sentence.

"The psychic shaking light, prove my oath!"

"Wow"

When the words fell, it was like water falling from hot oil. At the moment when Shen Qiu's fingers and the shaking sword came into contact, the violent knife became soaring into the sky, blowing Chen Qiu's long hair and ponytails into flying.

The invisible sword energy shot out from the sword's buzzing sharp blade.

It was like a swordsman slashing his sword, causing waves around the pool to stir up like a strong wind.

"Swish"

Yaoqin's face was rubbed by a knife light, and she almost avoided her cheeks, but the gauze on her face was split into two.

There are also shaking the top of the head, the fan in the hand, and the earrings in the ears are cut open in the dancing sword light, as if they were being dragged into a storm caused by endless sharp blades.

Yaoqin was so scared that she retreated repeatedly and retreated into the mountain passage.

She lay on the edge of the cave, touching the slight scars cut on her round cheeks, her big eyes full of worry.

Chen Qiu stood in front of the shaking knife.

His left hand was tightly clutching the hilt of the Shaking Blade. The sharp and manic intention of the knife was used to break his clothes and cut his skin into pieces.

Although it was not serious, the blood oozed out, dyeing Chen Qiu's cheeks red, which looked really terrifying.

Chen Qiu felt like he had been thrown into a Category 10 hurricane. Although he was still standing there, the feeling of being blown around by the strong wind and having nowhere to stay was really bad.

He could feel the pain of the skin being cut open, and the shaking knife trembled in his hands.

This fierce object roared faintly, just like an untamed beast in the mountain, who wanted to use his fierceness to force Chen Qiu to let go of it.

The fierce aura rushed into Chen Qiu's body like a rolling tide. The true qi in his body collapsed at the touch and was easily cleaved by the fierce aura. There was pain everywhere in Shen Qiu's body.

It was like a barbaric army siegeing cities and plundering the ground, causing Chen Qiu's blood to be disordered, just like the devil in a martial arts drama.

His throat felt fishy and a wisp of blood was spewed out when he opened his mouth.

Yaoqin saw this scene and she shouted:

"Chen Qiu, let go!"

"No!"

Chen Qiu, who was covered in blood, replied stubbornly.

With this knife in hand, his success rate will be even greater when he goes to rescue Qingqing.

It was him who lost Qingqing who depended on him, and it was his junior sister who had saved him twice without taking good care of him.

This is his mistake.

Of course he will make up for it!

He also vowed to protect Qingqing and comprehensively. That girl had a rough life experience and might face the pursuit of the Southern Dynasty in the future. If she could not even get through the level in front of her...

How could Chen Qiu fulfill his oath?

He is not a child, and he will believe in the fairy tale of eternal victory in justice.

In this real world, if you don’t have the power and action support, you will not even be as good as lies.

"Is that just the level?"

Chen Qiu was covered in blood. He held the hilt of the shaking knife with his left hand, his teeth in his mouth were covered in blood, but his face showed a grim smile, and his muscles were twisted, just like the purgatory Shura.

He wiped the blood stains from his mouth and shouted at the buzzing sword:

"I will take you today! Yaoguang Xiao Niu, let me pass you, Mr. Chen Qiu!"

The teasing words that gritted teeth and shouted made the spiritual sword more angry, the more it buzzed, and even vibrated on the chopped wooden platform, causing more ferocious aura to penetrate Chen Qiu's body and force him to surrender.

This fierce aura became more and more arrogant, and he rushed along Chen Qiu's left arm, just like a hill pressing against Chen Qiu's bones.

He couldn't breathe, and even a phantom like a lantern appeared in front of him.

After a few breaths, Chen Qiu moved his left leg back and was pressed to kneel on the ground.

But he still gritted his teeth and did not let go of the hilt.

Until Chen Qiu felt that he could not hold it anymore, his body was in pain inside and outside, and his mind was in a daze. Yaoguang's fierceness was really beyond his imagination.

However, just after the fierce aura of the Shaking Light Knife broke through to a certain extent, another thing on Chen Qiu was awakened.

The sword jade hanging on his wrist was like a person who was sleeping soundly, awakened by the noise.

The Tongtian Sword Jade buzzed, and the shaking sword was so cool that Chen Qiu was chasing, as if a monster suddenly appeared was frightened and trembled violently.

The evil aura that penetrated Chen Qiu's body also disintegrated at this moment.

"ha!"

Chen Qiu noticed this change, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, shook his left hand, and put the sword jade on the hilt of the shaking knife. The roar of the shaking knife immediately turned into a panic of screaming.

It seemed to be afraid of the sword jade in Chen Qiu's hand.

It's like encountering a natural enemy.

Yaoqin also heard Chen Qiu's cry, but she didn't know what happened to Chen Qiu. She widened her eyes and felt that Chen Qiu was probably crazy because of Qingqing's incident.

She hurriedly turned around and shouted outside the cave:

"Uncle Hei, Uncle Hei! Come on! Chen Qiu Demon is crazy."

Mo Hei, who was guarding outside the cave, heard Yaoqin's call, but immediately got up and rushed into the cave, and rushed to Yaoqin's side a few ups and downs.

He glanced at Chen Qiu's direction, and his eyes widened under the mask.

The black guard Yaoguang has been secretly trying to hold Yaoguang for several years, but he has never seen this scene today. The stone walls in the cave are covered with cracks cut by the sword energy of the Yaoguang.

The evil thing seemed to be out of control and was about to get rid of the shackles.

"Back!"

Mo Hei shouted to Yaoqin beside him, then pulled out the long sword from his waist.

This Mo family's long sword is quite unique. It is about three feet long, with no sharp edges or blades. It is dark all over, just like an iron ruler.

Mo Hei stood on tiptoe, urging and lifting, like a big roc spreading its wings, rushing towards Chen Qiu in the rapid shadow of the sword.

The true energy in his body was circulating, wrapping around the Mo Jian, and he wanted to use the true energy to collide with Chen Qiu to make him let go of the out-of-control shaking sword. But while Mo Hei held the swordsman slapped Chen Qiu, the Mo family swordsman suddenly noticed.

The shaking knife in Chen Qiu's hand was buzzing abnormally.

"Save it!"

Mo Hei yelled out his true energy and shouted like a low thunder.

The sword shadow quickly slapped Chen Qiu who was half kneeling in front of him, but the latter seemed to sense the slap of Mo Jian. Under Mo Hei's surprise gaze, Chen Qiu turned around and took off a knife.

The fierce tiger roar sounded from the sword, and the sword produced by Mo Hei Thorn was broken by the sharp blade of Yaoguang, and it broke with the heavy ink sword.

The scene was like chopping a hatchet and breaking into bamboo in front of it.

The steel ink sword in Mo Hei's hand was split into two with a harsh tearing sound. The fierce sword aura rushed towards him. Mo Hei was shocked. He threw away the broken ink sword, raised his arms, and blocked him in front of him.

The sound of organic spring sounded from Mo Hei's arms, and the secret bracelet clasped on his wrist immediately unfolded, like two small round shields blocking in front of him.

"Bang"

The shaking knife touches the ink-black mechanism shield, and the precise mechanism shield is divided into two.

A broken gear flew out of the crack, like a hidden weapon for the celestial girl to scatter flowers.

Mo Hei was hit hard once, and he turned backwards, but after all, he was very skilled in martial arts. He rolled lightly in the air once, like a kite rolling over.

He used the true energy to remove the force and his steps lightly fell back to Yaoqin's side.

The Mo family knight trembled continuously with his hands, obviously because he was hurt by the blow just now.

"Bang"

Chen Qiu leaned on the shaking knife in his left hand and barely supported his body. He raised his head and his eyes were red on his bloody face, which looked very cunning.

"careful."

Mo Hei stretched out his hand and protected Yaoqin in front of him, and he whispered:

"This young man may have been manipulated by the murderous sword..."

"No, no."

Chen Qiu said in a hoarse and tired voice:

"I'm very awake, but I'm just filled with anger... This knife is really weird."

"You're not affected?"

Mo Hei asked in surprise:

"You have low martial arts skills and the true energy in your body is even more worth mentioning. How did you conquer this fierce sword?"

Faced with this problem, Chen Qiu grinned and chuckled, and said:

"you guess."

After saying this, Chen Qiu flipped his eyes and fell to the ground.

Yaoqin immediately stepped forward to check, but when she got closer to Chen Qiu, she saw the shaking sword splattering cold light. The fierce sword intent came to her face again, forcing him to stop in place.

"Do not get close to the sword."

Mo Hei walked forward, shook his hand and threw out a thin steel wire, which was wrapped around Shen Qiu's wrist.

The Mo family knight closed his eyes and put his left finger on the steel wire, using this method of not touching to sense the pulse of Chen Qiu.

After a while, Mo Hei opened his eyes, removed the wire, and said to Yaoqin:

“It’s okay.

His pulse was strong and he was not injured. He just fainted after losing his strength. He slept for a night and would recover tomorrow."

Yaoqin nodded silently.

The Mo swordsman beside him glanced at the broken Mo sword beside him, rubbed his fingers, and said with emotion:

"I, Mo Hei, claimed to have been in the world for several years, and it was quite knowledgeable, but I didn't expect that I would misunderstand it today. Chen Qiugen was so stupid that he could suppress the seven stars. It's really a strange thing in the world."

Beside Mo Hei, Yaoqin said softly:

"Uncle Hei, is Chen Qiu the Lord of Shaking the Light Sword now?"

"No, he is not yet."

Mohei shook his head and said:
Chapter completed!