Chapter 259 The Sword Spirit Reappears
"The Xizhou Sword Spirit is unaware of Nanfeng Jian's current situation and still thinks she is in danger."
After saying that, the fair young man took off the belt that held the Xizhou Sword around his waist, and placed the Nanfeng Sword next to the Xizhou Sword.
In an instant, half of the sword intent of heaven and earth suddenly dissipated, so fast that even Yi Xifeng did not react. The sword gang around him also disappeared out of thin air, the world returned to calm, and the night sky was no longer bright.
It was as if all this had never happened, and only the few sword intentions were left in the air, indicating everything that had just happened.
Yi Xifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, the two swords instantly turned into a stream of light from the ground to the eyes of the two of them. The next moment, an indescribable mysterious aura rushed out from the stream of light from the sword body!
This sudden change made Yi Xifeng and Zhong Lingxi stunned at the same time. This situation had not happened to Xizhou Sword and Nanfeng Sword before, so they did not know what was about to happen. Even though they had some vague guesses, One thing they can be absolutely sure of is that these two swords will not hurt them no matter what.
Under their gaze, the stream of light was rapidly changing into shadows.
"This is……"
Zhong Lingxi felt the aura in it, her pupils trembled, as if she thought of something, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the fair young man beside her.
"Xizhou Sword Spirit, Nanfeng Sword Spirit?" Yi Xifeng looked at Zhong Lingxi, "Didn't they both fall into a deep sleep? Why did they appear at this time?"
Zhong Lingxi opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, and looked a little dazed.
The Nanfeng Sword Spirit had spent too much to save her before. If the two awakenings were all because of herself...then she might not be able to repay this debt.
The grace of the sword spirit is also a grace!
After the phantom was created, the scattered sword intent that originally existed in the air gradually disappeared. It is unknown whether it entered the sword body or just disappeared. In short, Yi Xifeng could not sense it at all and could only feel it. The two shadows became more and more powerful.
The phantom gradually materialized, and the appearance of the two sword spirits completely emerged. Even though they looked like souls, the clothes on their bodies were already rising in the wind and fluttering slowly. The stream of light never dissipated, always covering the bodies of the two sword spirits. The trembling swords had already been held in their hands, and there was nothing strange about them.
Completely back at the top of his game!
The fierce sword force was about to break through the clouds. Although the magnificent sword intention did not appear, it still shocked the minds of the two of them, as if it was going to cut off all enemies in the world.
Yi Xifeng has mastered the Xizhou Sword for such a long time, but this is the first time he has seen this happen. His sword heart trembled slightly, as if he felt something extraordinary.
The beauty has faded away, and the sharp edge is revealed, just like washing away the lead, not stained by the dust of the world.
As the saying goes: The sword is old and has no brilliance, and the man is old and has no strength. But even after so many years, this sword still shows no signs of failure.
"Is this the appearance of the divine weapon that followed the master of the Sword Tomb Secret Realm back then..."
Yi Xifeng wanted to move forward and caress her, but after hesitating again and again, he stopped and turned back.
"It's just that I delayed your sharp edge."
Only at this moment did he understand why the Beast God Gudao had made an agreement with him to get the sword, and why when he went to find her sword after undergoing transformation, she tested and resisted her so much, but in the end she just loaned him the sword. Just myself.
Because he, Yi Xifeng, has never seen the true appearance of this sword and cannot control it!
Following him really buried a treasure.
Immediately, the next moment, the stream of light dissipated, and the shadow of the sword spirit had already become extremely solid. The man was handsome, the woman was gorgeous, and the sharp look between the eyebrows was like the sword spirit becoming solid.
The two sword spirits are like sword immortals who have come to the world in person, and the owner of the sword tomb is probably the number one swordsman in the past.
A poem slowly emerged in Yi Xifeng's mind:
When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he captured Hu Maqi on foot. He has fought for three thousand miles, and his sword has served as a division for millions.
At this point, the sword was born!
…………
Boom——!
Boom——! !
In the dim mountain, Yi Xifeng's fists hit the mountains in front of him crazily, and his eyes were blood red.
The sounds of gold and iron chiming together made the mountains not very peaceful at night.
In a hut in the mountains, a pair of grandfather and grandson were guarding their own valley, covering their ears while listening to the deafening sound.
"Grandpa, why is it so noisy over there? Didn't you say no one lives there?" A childish voice sounded in the night, and the child looked at the old man sitting on the side of the bed with a hint of doubt.
"There are man-eating beasts over there, or there may be some masters there. If you don't obey and sleep well, they will come over and eat you soon." As soon as the old man finished speaking, the child quickly closed his eyes and tried again. Fall asleep.
Seeing that his grandson stopped talking, the old man looked meaningfully at the place where the sound came from, his eyes as calm as water, as if he was not surprised by this kind of thing.
"Then grandpa, can I become an expert?"
"Eat well, sleep well, and you will become a master when you grow up."
"All right!"
Outside, the muffled sound still echoed through the mountains, but inside, it was the dreamland of a child.
…………
"This mountain range is actually made of fine iron. Are you sure it's here?" Yi Xifeng looked at the dented mountain range in front of him and sighed in his heart. He turned his head uncertainly and looked at the shadow that was "catching fish" on the side, and asked through a voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness.
"Why, can you still believe me?"
"That's not true, but how did you know that this Blood Ginseng King could appear here?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still want it?"
After the fair young man was defeated and saw that he could not get any benefits, he immediately clashed with fists again with a dark face, and the sunken mountain range collapsed a little again.
After struggling for so long and failing to dig a cave into this mountain range, Yi Xifeng's face turned gloomy again. He always felt that the shadow was lying to him.
"How long will it take? Can I chop you twice!"
Upon hearing this, Xuying hurriedly ran further away and looked at Yi Xifeng, holding the sword hilt tightly in his hand, as if he would not agree to anything.
"Can you have some grace?" When he was far enough away from Yi Xifeng, a sound transmission from his divine consciousness instantly rushed into his sea of consciousness, causing Yi Xifeng to stagger and almost fall.
The fair young man cursed secretly, and the anger in his heart immediately turned into fists in his hands, and the depression in the mountain range became larger again.
"I thought you had some shocking changes when you came out of the sword this time, but I didn't expect that I overestimated you."
Since the sword spirit appeared in the world, the magnificent sword spirit generated by it made Yi Xifeng instantly admire him. But somehow, after the Xizhou sword spirit came out, it was no different from before. Instead, he cherished the sword even more. , and even stopped letting Yi Xifeng chop and dance with it.
(End of chapter)
