Sword Tomb, the place where swords are buried.
"We're here, it's in front, that's the Sword Tomb."
"Sword Tomb".
Yu Qi looked at the starry sky, and there was a continent above the starry sky, which was the Sword Tomb with thousands of swords standing on it. The swords were roaring and the fierce aura was spreading in all directions.
And the most eye-catching thing is the stone sword as big as a planet.
Yu Qi stepped into the sword tomb and instantly felt the sword energy slashing towards him and penetrating his body.
Every sword is different, and the feeling given to Yu Qi is also different. In a trance, Yu Qi can see the person wielding the sword from these sword auras.
"Is this the Sword Tomb? I've only heard of it before, but it's different from what I imagined."
"Haha, baby, this sword tomb is the grave of swords, be careful not to get any bad things" Yao Shi kept nagging, making Qiu Chan want to give this hometown a try.
But Yu Qi was still immersed in his own world. Looking at the sword at his feet, Yu Qi stretched out his hand to take it out.
A strange feeling came over him instantly, and Yu Qi turned his head to look in one direction with palpitations in his heart. Only then did he feel that there was something in that direction... calling to him.
"What is it?" The sword in Yu Qijian's hand was inserted back into place, and he slowly moved in that direction.
Yu Qi walked very slowly. Along the way, he saw all kinds of swords, and these swords seemed to have intelligence and made sword sounds to him.
Unknowingly, Yu Qi has stepped into the open land. There is nothing here, no one buried the sword here, and the yellow sand and rock soil are there.
Yu Qi felt the call and slowly moved forward until she saw a sword, a strange sword.
This sword was buried under the yellow sand, and only the hilt was exposed. If this sword were in the outside world, no one would care about it.
The hilt of the sword has a strange dark brown rust. Yu Weijian dug out the sword and held it in his hand. The sword body was also covered with rust and lacked any sharpness.
But I can be sure that it is calling me.
"However, it looks like a bad sword no matter how you look at it."
Yu Qi held the sword and exerted force, wanting to see if the sword was still strong. What he didn't expect was that the sword was so stiff, and it didn't change at all under his full strength.
"I wonder if you still have the sharpness you used to have?"
Yu Qi tried the sword with his finger, and clearly saw that the embroidered sword was so dilapidated. It was not only very hard but also so sharp, and cut his finger open.
Blood spread along the sword's edge towards the rust. While Yu Qi was still thinking about why the sword was like this, in vain, the sword in his hand began to vibrate uncontrollably.
Yu Qi tried his best to hold it, but it still struggled to get rid of it. The sword hung upside down in front of him. Yu Qi raised his eyebrows. He had to guard against such a weird sword, just when Yu Qi called Wu Xie out of his hand.
A power that left him speechless enveloped him, cutting him off from the outside world.
Yu Qi looked at everything around him in horror. It was a gray world, and everything in this gray world stopped.
At this moment, except for my consciousness, I can't move my body.
What is that sword and what does it want to do.
Yu Qi stared at the sword, without any dangerous aura, just like an ordinary sword, but why should it be like this.
Yu Qi had no choice but to do nothing. He watched the sword approach him and then pierce into his body.
Pfft~
The blood was assimilated in this gray world and slowly flowed along the edge of the sword. Yu Qi felt the pain, but could not move even half an inch.
What does it want to do? The sword on the chest is still slowly inserting into Yu Qi's body. At this moment, Yu Qi can clearly feel the flesh and bones being cut open by the sword's edge.
His body was pierced by a sword and fell to the ground, but he could do nothing. He allowed the blood to flow, and an inexplicable feeling of hatred and killing thoughts arose in his mind.
"What...what?" Yu cried and coughed up blood. The gray world in front of him was slowly dissipating, but the pain was getting stronger and stronger.
But when he opened his eyes again, everything around him changed in that moment, and he never left the same place from beginning to end.
The pain and blood were gone, it seemed like a dream, but it was extremely real.
Yu Qi looked at the sword in her hand and stabbed him into the ground.
"Actually, I have never left here. That sword...".
Yu Qi seemed to see the sword hanging in front of him again in a trance, but it quickly disappeared.
"Is there really nothing?" Yu Qi touched her chest, the pain was so real.
At this time, the two people on the side also noticed that Yu Qi was unusual.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? You're possessed by an evil spirit, or you ate something unclean."
I cried and was speechless. This old bastard didn't have any good words in his mouth, but he was possessed by evil spirits...
"Stop talking...".
Suddenly, before Yu Qi finished speaking, a sword flew from a distance, and Yu Qi's eyebrows narrowed and he caught it smoothly.
This was a broken sword with blood stains on it. At this moment, a young man with sword wounds all over his body staggered towards this side.
Obviously, it was for the broken sword in his hand.
"I'm sorry, can you return the sword to me? It's my father's relic." The young man begged, with a tired look on his face, and blood was still flowing from the sword wound on his body.
These were all new injuries, but Yu Qi did not mind his own business. He handed the sword to the young man and planned to leave.
At this moment, a voice came from the depths of the sword tomb.
"It's not rubbish. It can be buried under a stone sword. Look at that broken sword in your hand. It's rubbish among the rubbish. Take it and get out of the sword grave."
"You, this is my father's sword. He fought on many battlefields. Why can't he bury the sword when he died protecting the border?" the young man said angrily with dissatisfaction.
But the person who came had a look of disgust on his face.
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you die. If you die, you will die if you are incompetent. Your father is already dead. Why don't you die on the battlefield? You are as bad as your father. Your lives are worthless."
"It's a bit too much." Originally, Yu Qi didn't intend to pay attention to the two of them, but she thought of that person. She only drank a few drinks with him and saved her life.
But I don't even know his name. Should he deserve it? No one may remember him, and no one knows how long he stayed on the battlefield of blood and bone.
No one can remember him, but no one is allowed to insult him. There are so many unknown people who fight but no one cares about them. They use their flesh and blood to form a bloody wall to protect the peace in the rear. No one can insult him.
When the man saw Yu Qi opening his mouth, he looked dissatisfied, "Who are you and what does it have to do with you? You must have that ability before you meddle in other people's affairs."
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted from the man. It was the powerful Linghou.
The young man looked at the man with fear, hugged the sword tightly and stepped forward, "Please, let me bury the sword here, please."
The young man stepped forward despite the pressure. He didn't want to give up. He wanted to fulfill his father's last wish. When his father died that day, he was unable to avenge him and kill his enemies, nor was he able to save his father.
She could only watch him die in her arms, and his last words were that he hoped to live well and live for himself. There was no need to seek revenge, as long as he lived.
Finally, his last wish was to bury the sword that had followed him in battles for many years in the sword grave. Although his sword was not a magical weapon, it had beheaded enemies and seen blood. It was no weaker than any other weapon.
Now I can never retreat, not for the sake of my father.
"Please, please."
The young man knelt down and kowtowed, begging the man not to interfere with him.
Facing the young man's words, the man had a look of disgust on his face, "Shameful guys, you guys should die on the battlefield with dirty eyes."
The sword edge turned sideways, and a ray of sword light slashed straight at the young man. Facing this sword, the young man had no choice but to retreat. There was anger, hatred, and self-blame in his eyes. He couldn't even save his father's last face.
Just when the boy was about to accept his death, a figure stood in front of him, the sword light shattered and the sword energy raged.
The young man looked up at the back. He covered everything and protected himself.
"Stand up, stand up for me, I will keep what I have done today in my heart, and I will not let you die in disgrace."
