"I can only use golden eyes to see if I can see anything!"
Meng Jing thought in his mind, and with a wave of his hand, while no one was paying attention to him, he opened the golden eyes.
Since there is no way to see it with the naked eye, we can only use the golden pupil to see what the rusty iron sword is.
Golden Eyes open.
The golden eyes were like bright fireworks, and countless streams of light flashed from the pupils.
However, the next second, Meng Jing put his eyes on the rusty iron sword in Li Bao's hand.
Just after he glanced at it, his expression suddenly changed.
If there weren't other people around that beautiful woman, I'm afraid she would have shouted out that exclamation just now.
The surface of the rusty iron sword in Li Bao's hand exudes a ghost-like presence.
It can't be said to be a ghost, it can only be said that there are many red floating objects floating around.
Moreover, Meng Jing saw it.
There seemed to be a person tied up in the rusty iron sword.
It is estimated that this person is the identity of the sword.
I don't know why, but it is all locked up and has been sealed.
If you don't break the seal, more or less power will be released.
Just as he was about to close his golden eyes, the man in the rusty iron sword raised his head and looked at Meng Jing with a cold smile.
"Can you see me?"
Meng Jing was also stunned when he saw this man laughing crazily.
This person seemed to be laughing at himself, but he didn't recognize him either.
Without thinking too much, he just shook his head.
He wanted to see what kind of power the rusty iron sword would unleash without being unsealed.
In the sky, the old man saw a rusty iron sword in Li Bao's hand.
I also laughed out loud on the spot.
He originally thought that the opponent would bring out some kind of unparalleled magic weapon to fight against him. Even if it was not a unique magic weapon, it must be a mysterious-level spiritual weapon.
The result was not bad, it was just a rusty iron sword.
How confident is this guy!
He was so confident that he dared to hold this broken sword as a weapon by his side.
But the old man didn't say anything. After clenching the sword tightly, the spiritual energy in his body burst out.
This burst of spiritual energy rushed directly to the spiritual weapon in his hand.
This spiritual weapon suddenly seemed to be on fire.
Then, he stepped hard in the void and rushed towards Li Bao quickly.
Li Bao didn't react much, but used a blocking posture to resist the old man's attack.
boom!
The old man's body had already arrived not far from Li Bao, and he suddenly raised the black sword and swung it.
A sword arc quickly condensed in the long black sword.
This sword arc flew towards Li Bao at an extremely fast speed.
The next second, Li Bao made a light stroke with the rusty iron sword in his hand.
In the void, the sword arc moved with the iron sword in Li Bao's hand.
The sword arc disappeared instantly!
This scene surprised the old man!
"Where's my attack?"
This blow contains the strength of the seventh or eighth level of the Spiritual Emperor. The original intention was to use the attack power of one blow to kill the opponent.
The result was good, the other party just scratched lightly.
Just neutralize his own attack?
This is a bit incredible!
Meng Jing was slightly shocked when he saw the same scene.
With the help of golden eyes, he finally understood what was going on.
This rusty iron sword seems to exist by absorbing the sword energy of other swords.
Let's put it this way, the iron sword was originally somewhat rusty.
At this time, after absorbing the blow from the old man, the rust on the surface had been reduced a lot.
It was even said that the sharp sword light was revealed.
As for who swallowed it?
Naturally it is the sword spirit in the iron sword.
However, he was still tied up in a restrained way.
"I don't believe it!"
The old man didn't believe that the other party would be able to neutralize his attack so easily. He shouted angrily and stepped into the void again.
The old man rushed over, his face full of anger.
The black long sword clenched tightly in his hand kept buzzing.
Almost at this time, the old man released his own cultivation strength without reservation.
A powerful man at the pinnacle of the Spiritual Emperor realm!
A strong sense of oppression was accompanied by a dark wind blowing wildly on the ground.
Some villagers below felt this strong sense of oppression, and their already weak bodies spurted out mouthfuls of blood one after another.
The black long sword suddenly attacked the rusty iron sword in Li Bao's hand.
Stab!
Following a harsh sonic boom, countless sparks flew out from the surfaces of the two different swords.
The banging sound of ding-ding-ding was even more constant.
One sword, two swords!
Three swords, four swords!
Along with the sword light, the black sword was swung out.
The old man was already panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely.
The one who stepped on the horse clearly had only a broken sword in his hand.
But why can we persist until now?
After nearly a dozen sword strikes, the rusty iron sword seemed to have nothing wrong with it.
Looking at the owner of the sword again, he still had a calm and relaxed expression on his face.
What exactly is this sword made of?
Why is it so perverted?
Wow.
When the old man was about to take a rest and continue attacking the opponent.
Hearing a cracking sound, his tired face immediately burst into laughter.
"Little thing, your sword is almost gone, hahaha!"
The old man laughed wildly.
It was worth noting that he had spent so much effort and finally destroyed the sword.
And the rusty iron sword began to fall off.
To be precise, what fell off were rusty debris.
Li Bao didn't speak, just watched quietly as the iron sword in his hand began to fall off.
Just like a fish replacing its scales, one section begins to fall off.
Soon, large pieces of debris fell off.
Then, what reappeared in Li Bao's hand was an extremely sharp long sword.
The old man was also stunned.
"what's the situation?"
I spent a lot of effort, thinking I could destroy the opponent's small broken sword or something.
The result was good, but he just ruined the other party's appearance?
Is this the true face of this sword?
Although Meng Jing was standing below, his eyes were focused on the sword in Li Bao's hand.
It is possible to see clearly what this long sword looks like.
There are many strange patterns printed on this long sword, and each pattern looks like golden liquid flowing through it.
Suddenly.
The long sword roared like a dragon.
This roar was full of unwillingness and anger.
"Why is there a dragon roar?"
Listening to the familiar sound of a sword, Meng Jing stared blankly at the long sword in Li Bao's hand.
The next second, the black sword in the old man's hand came out...
