The sword tomb of Lingyu Sect has existed for nearly a thousand years. He is a mark of the enlightenment of sword cultivators in the sect for a long time.
The barrier outside the sword tomb did not immediately collapse with the disappearance of the sword marks. On the contrary, after Zhao Lei climbed to the top, the atmosphere inside and outside was still isolated.
Now there is a weak aura supporting him in the barrier outside the sword tomb. I am afraid this is the unyielding will of the sword cultivator in the past thousand years.
Now Feng Qian and the others could only see a vague figure on the top of the mountain, but they could not understand the specific situation inside.
Suddenly, the barrier was broken, and everything inside appeared clearly in the sunlight.
Everyone also saw what they had been waiting for inside. The shattered sword tomb was just as they expected.
The swords scattered on the Sword Tomb have also lost their former color, as if they have changed, but at the same time nothing has changed.
But these are not important anymore. Everyone's eyes are on the man at the top of the Sword Tomb. Compared with everyone present, his temperament is not outstanding, but rather ordinary.
This man's face was covered with scars and looked extremely ugly, but his eyes made others ignore his ugly face.
There was an incomparable sparkle in his eyes that people could never forget after taking one look at it, just like the stars in the sky, so shining and sharp.
In this way, Zhao Lei grandly broke into their sight, making a shining debut under the spotlight.
Among the people present, Xiao Yi was the first to react. He ducked and came directly to Zhao Lei's side, and then a sound transmission entered Zhao Lei's ears.
"Good disciple, I don't have time to explain to you as master. Please don't tell me about the sword aura from before. I will come to discuss it with you later. Just follow what I taught you later." explain."
Zhao Lei nodded calmly after listening to Xiao Yi's words. These actions were very secretive, and others did not notice them. Even if they did, they did not think about other aspects because of these trivial matters.
Many elders present were staring at Zhao Lei, and Zhao Lei was also very stressed.
This is Zhao Lei's first time performing in front of this crowd.
Xiao Yi led Zhao Lei down, neither too fast nor too slow, giving Zhao Lei some time to think.
But obviously he couldn't be too slow. In a moment, Zhao Lei followed Xiao Yi down the sword tomb.
But before Zhao Lei spoke, Feng Qian spoke first.
"Mu Xin, I have told many elders about you. How you will be treated in the future will depend on your performance at this time.
What you have understood in the Sword Tomb before, show it now. It will also allow me and the elders to take a look at this swordsman genius who can cause strange phenomena in the world! "
This time is also Feng Qian's last test for Zhao Lei.
This scene is completely different from what Xiao Yi said just now. Zhao Lei can't use the methods of a Qi practitioner to deal with the situation.
Now Zhao Lei has been forced to a point where he can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. If that doesn't work, then use the mark once and escape from here quickly.
Zhao Lei tried to use his consciousness to contact the sword marks in his mind. The moment he touched the sword marks, a sharp breath directly dispersed his consciousness and penetrated into his soul.
An aura that makes people surrender emerged from Zhao Lei's body, like a king in a sword, and everything around him surrendered at his feet.
On the sword tomb, the swords that had lost their color began to tremble one after another because of the momentum. They were attracted by Zhao Lei, and the swords trembled more and more loudly. From time to time, the sound of sword sounds echoed in the air.
The elders and their disciples present also trembled under this pressure. Although this aura was not released too much, the swordsmanship contained in it made them fear and even yearn for it.
Xiao Yi felt the aura again, and after thinking about it in his mind, he still didn't hide the matter despite all precautions.
Originally, Xiao Yi wanted to resolve it with Zhao Lei in private, but now it was exposed and almost all the elders knew about it.
This has advantages and disadvantages for Zhao Lei. The disadvantage is that everyone knows that anything beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
Zhao Lei's future path may be even more dangerous. Originally, he only wanted to be a genius and then quietly practice in the Lingyu Sect.
But if this continues, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of other sects and cause a lot of trouble.
But there is an advantage. After being exposed in this way, even if Xiao Yi has any ideas, if he still cares about the Lingyu Sect, he will not be used against him easily.
Xiao Yi could only discuss it with Zhao Lei, which gave him a certain guarantee for his safety.
Originally, if Zhao Lei took back this aura now, it would be enough, and everyone present would no longer doubt his talent.
But this is not what Zhao Lei can take back if he wants. The aura is contained in Zhao Lei's body, but it is not under his control and is still releasing its pressure outwards.
The truce reached between Jianhen and the Devouring Immortal was largely due to the fact that the Devouring Immortal could stabilize Zhao Lei's Dantian.
At that time, Jianhen was blinded by anger and arrogance, and he chased the Immortal Devourer headlong. Later, through the mutual communication between the Immortal Devourer and it, he understood the importance of the Immortal Devourer to Zhao Lei now.
So he reluctantly agreed to Devouring Immortal's request and let him stay, but for all this and Devouring Immortal, Jianhen instinctively felt unhappy.
It wanted Zhao Lei to see what the ultimate swordsmanship was like, so that Zhao Lei could go back to the path of swordsmanship instead of taking some evil ways.
The swords on the sword tombs were trembling constantly, trying to break free.
Suddenly, an ultimate kendo aura spurted out from Zhao Lei's body.
All the sword cultivators within a few miles around felt the imperial aura.
And the long swords on their waists were shaking uncontrollably towards Zhao Lei, trying to break free, not to mention those on the sword tomb.
The monks tried to hold the swords at their waists, but it was in vain.
Ever since the first long sword emerged from the sword tomb, the situation has gotten out of hand.
The swords on the sword mound broke away like swimming fish. They surrounded Zhao Lei one after another, as if they were worshiping their emperor, like a devout believer.
All of this shocked everyone present. Suddenly, a ray of silver light flashed across the sky, and countless long swords were seen flying towards Zhao Lei from the air. The top of Lijian Peak was already in the storm of long swords.
Feng Qian and the others cast spells, but were forced to retreat step by step in the storm, because they did not dare to attack Zhao Lei at all and could only defend passively.
