His eyes were filled with brilliance, and he looked at Zhao Chun with great interest.
There was Master Zhantian in the past, and there was a Sword Master in the later generations. The swordsmanship of Zhaoyan generations has become more and more prosperous. No wonder Miao Yue is so energetic!
However, Zhao Shun's expression was slightly different, and he immediately became suspicious.
The swordsmanship I practice is Taiyi Gengjin. Although the natal spiritual sword has the Golden Crow spiritual pattern, the swordsmanship has no deeper connection with the Golden Crow. Why does it have the appearance of the Golden Crow now?
Thinking of this, she raised her eyes and bumped into the Miao Yue Sword Master sitting on the seat. The other person looked at the Golden Crow in her hand, but he was not surprised, but more happy.
Why is this?
You can ask about it in detail after you return to the clan...
She put her heart back in her stomach and looked at the others again.
Zhong Qi gradually walked in front of Pei Baiyi. After granting him the fortune, a black and red flame appeared in his palm. Even though it was not as powerful as the Golden Crow, it was still impressive.
As for Zheng Shaoyou and Chu Chou, they have to be updated again. They have the appearance of water droplets and flames, which can only be said to be quite satisfactory.
However, when Sword Master Zhong Qi saw this, he nodded slightly. If the fortune of swordsmanship can be condensed into a real form, it is not considered weak. The Sixteen Jianzi and others who have not even realized the sword intention should only have some ethereal aura!
After all, Ji Wuxiu and others who were given fortunes after all were well-informed, did not have various forms in their hands like the previous four people, but only a gray phantom of different sizes.
Among them, Ji Wuxiu was obviously better than the others. There was a vague shadow in the virtual image in his hand. Although it was difficult to distinguish, it was more of a prototype than the others. I was surprised to see it, and I felt satisfied immediately.
Walking slowly like this, he arrived in front of Jia Xun, a casual cultivator.
However, he did not grant the fortune immediately, but lamented and sighed: "Since ancient times, there have been many casual cultivators, and it is even rarer to be able to compete with the great geniuses as casual cultivators. It is indeed extremely rare for you to have such an achievement today."
The inheritance of casual cultivators is scarce and good teachers are hard to find. It is often more difficult than family cultivators. Sword Master Zhong Qi looked at him and wondered in his heart, who could be the successor of Master Jia Xun so that he could win the sixteenth prize in an arrogant manner? Sword.
Outside the light screen, the handsome man who saw the sword master stopped was almost heartbroken and frightened. He held his breath and did not dare to move. He yelled at the silhouette of Qiu in his heart: "Escape now!!"
However, Sword Master Zhong Qi didn't seem to notice anything unusual. Gu Zi sighed: "The last time the casual cultivator became famous in Tianjian Terrace can be traced back to more than two thousand years ago, but the result shocked two people." The Immortal Sect almost lost its face by asking its leader to get it for him..."
He twirled his long beard unhurriedly, even though the man who was watching all this was extremely frightened. After a long time, he laughed as if he had just woken up from a dream, and pointed his finger on the palm of the person in front of him: "It's far away... still Come and see what you get.”
The palm of Qiu's silhouette suddenly burst into red color. It was different from the gray virtual appearance. Although it had no real shape, some lines gradually formed in it, and finally it condensed into a tearful human face!
Got it!
She was so happy that she wanted to run away immediately.
At this moment, a long sword came straight through, piercing the face of Qiu Silhouette's palm.
It’s Everlasting Ember!
Zhao Shun's sword!
The scene changed immediately, and most people did not react.
However, this sword was struck by Zhao Shun. When Sword Master Miao Yue saw this, he took action to capture the person almost without any doubt, and Xie Jing also acted immediately!
This move immediately made Miao Yue realize that something was wrong!
"This person actually has a layer of extremely powerful divine soul power on his body. He must be a soul cultivator from the externalization stage. There's something weird about it!"
Even Zhong Qi, who had not taken any action at first, now came to his senses. Whether it was the weird human face or the power of the soul displayed at this time, it was clear that something had changed in Jia Xun, a casual cultivator!
The two sword masters tried to capture him, and everyone thought it would be easy. Unexpectedly, Jia Xun, a casual cultivator, used a secret technique such as a golden cicada to escape its shell, spitting out a long red shadow from his mouth, and trying to escape with his fortune in swordsmanship.
After Changying left, Jia Xun's body immediately turned into ashes and disappeared!
Gu Ya "Evil Taoist monk!"
"An evil cultivator has broken into the three states of the human race!"
All the cultivators in the audience were in a state of panic. They were jostling each other for a while and it was difficult to calm down. Chaos was about to happen.
Upon seeing this, the elders of the Sword Sect immediately stepped forward to suppress the crowd. However, on the Tianjian stage, the long red shadow had already escaped from the Yixuan Sword Sect!
"So fast, it's the magical power of Hun Xiu!"
Sword Master Miao Yue was shocked, and even more furious. If she allowed such an evil cultivator with such a profound level of cultivation to escape from under her nose, not only would she and Zhong Qi fail in their duty, they would lose all face!
"Zhong Qi, hurry up!"
With her loud shout, Sword Lord Zhong Qi stretched out his big palm, and the sword luck granted from his hand became the link used to capture the evil cultivator.
As Qiu Silhouette was escaping, suddenly the human face in Difa Jue's hand burst out with a force of traction, pulling itself back continuously, and even the speed of escape was slowed down a bit.
"Quickly abandon that thing, it's important to escape!"
A man's voice came to her ears. When she looked up, she saw that Chong Ming was already walking out of the inn, with an anxious look on his face, urging her to leave the place quickly.
Give up this hard-earned luck in swordsmanship?
She is really not willing to do so!
But if he wanted to be buried here, it would also conflict with Qiu Xingjing's thoughts.
No more delay!
Chongming had already summoned the small statue and held it in her palm. She had no choice but to pull out the human-faced virtual form from her arms, ruthlessly tore out most of it and threw it away. The next moment, she shrank into the small statue with only twenty-three percent of her sword luck left.
The two sword masters had arrived, but they saw the man who suddenly appeared threw a big blood-red eye, and the surging power of the soul exploded in the blink of an eye. Countless monks and mortals in the city screamed and fell to the ground, wailing in pain, and living. Better to die.
The power of this divine soul was so powerful that Miao Yue and Zhong Qi could not help but feel sluggish and their consciousness was lost for a moment.
At this moment, the man's figure disappeared in an instant, as if he had never been in this world!
…
In the wild ancient land, Tiantong Sect.
A tall, skinny old man stood in the hall with his hands clasped behind his back, giving warm instructions to the young monks who were sitting cross-legged in front of him and practicing.
Suddenly, his body froze, his momentum suddenly reduced by a few points, blood dripped from his mouth, he staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.
When the young monk saw this, he immediately looked anxious and quickly stood up to help him: "Master, Master, what's wrong?"
The eyes of the old man Tiantong were filled with hatred. He clenched his fists in his sleeves and said slowly: "My Divine Eye of Heaven is broken. Go and tell the elders quickly and ask them to collect the spiritual materials for me to refine a new one." The envoy is here."
"Master, didn't he give it to -" the young monk's voice stopped, and he immediately understood what happened. He was afraid that the two people were intercepted by the righteous monks when they were escaping from the Three States, and then they used the Shenyin Tongtian Eye. go.
"Master, this is your natal magical weapon. Although our skills are mysterious and can be continuously refined and replaced, it will also severely damage you when used." The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he lowered his voice and said, " The master behind them has never appeared, maybe he is bluffing——"
"Be careful!" Old Man Tiantong shouted loudly, his eyes full of fear.
After a long time, he sighed: "After informing the elders, you can also take them back together. There are dangers in the wilderness, so we must not let the messenger make mistakes."
There was a strange expression on his pale face, but he didn't say a word after all...
