Just when Yang Feng was satisfied.
A sword sound sounded.
Then, inside the stone room, a circular stone pillar protruded from the innermost wall.
Yang Feng was sure that the sound of the sword ringing before came from this stone pillar.
This was a three-foot-long stone pillar. Yang Feng curiously touched the stone pillar with his hand.
As soon as Yang Feng's palm touched the stone pillar, all the stone pillars suddenly cracked.
A rusty sword, as if it was about to break at any moment, appeared in Yang's hand.
With a slight exertion, the rusty sword dented into the wall.
This wall collapsed immediately.
A road paved with countless swords appeared in front of Yang Bao.
"Sword Road?!"
Looking at the sword path paved on the ground, Yang Feng felt a little uneasy.
Each of the swords paving the ground exudes a terrifying aura. This sword path has no end in sight.
Just when Yang Feng was hesitant, the Lingsha Sword behind him escaped from his control and stepped onto the sword path in a humane way.
"Damn it! I can't let the sword be looked down upon."
Yang Feng also bravely stepped onto the path of swordsmanship.
"hiss!"
Taking in a breath of cold air, countless sword energy pressed towards him, and a stinging sensation that cut through the skin shot up from the soles of his feet.
His physical body energy was exhausted, and at this time he was just an ordinary swordsman.
This sword path also sealed the sword heart condensed in his body, and his sword practice was completely gone.
A mortal, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the city, back to the ordinary student who failed the college entrance examination.
The sword energy around him roared, as if it was going to tear him into pieces.
The Lingsha Sword standing in front of Yang Feng dissipated little by little, and a transparent sword shadow appeared in front of Yang Feng.
"Lingsha!"
That's right! This sword shadow is none other than the Lingsha Sword Spirit.
On this sword road, not even the sword spirit can escape.
"Um."
The Lingsha Sword Spirit's tone was slightly trembling, but his response was firm.
Yang Feng endured the sword energy and cut his skin. He didn't care about his white clothes and was scratched with sword marks.
He walked abruptly in front of Lingsha Sword Spirit.
"Boy, you have to be careful, this is the way to ask for swords."
The Lingsha Sword Spirit looked at Yang Feng, whose white clothes were constantly stained red by blood, but still walked firmly, and reminded him with some worry.
"Don't worry! But this is the sword path, where does it lead to?"
Yang Feng asked the biggest doubt in his heart.
There is almost no end in sight to this path of sword inquiry, and the sword energy on his body is even more suffocating.
"Second floor of the sword tower!"
Lingsha said truthfully.
"Second floor of the Sword Tower? Isn't this the Sword Tomb?"
"Ha! The Sword Tomb is not the second floor."
After saying that, Lingsha Sword Spirit stopped talking.
But Yang Feng's heart was filled with huge waves.
The Sword Tomb is actually just one level of the Sword Tower?
You must know that the first level alone has allowed Yang Feng's swordsmanship to break through to the first level of sword heart. If he can reach the second level, his swordsmanship can definitely go further.
"Second floor? Wait."
The sword energy from all directions became stronger and stronger, and the sharp sword energy penetrated deeply into Yang Feng's skin.
Now he has a handsome face with countless sword marks, and the white clothes on his body are soaked in blood and turned bright red.
Only a pair of eyes were faintly burning with unyielding flames.
The situation of the Lingsha Sword Spirit is also not good. The soul body is becoming more and more transparent, as if it will dissipate at any time.
On the way to ask for swords, under their feet were bones one after another.
These people are undoubtedly sword cultivators.
Ask the Sword Road, a road forged by swords and bones.
Yang Feng's body has reached its limit. With a mortal body, he can walk half the distance, which is enough to prove his monster.
Just when Yang Feng was about to fall, his hand touched a sword that was inserted into the bones.
Get the cold sword.
bass!
Yang Feng used his last strength to pull out the sword under his feet from the bones.
A trace of cold breath entered his body, Yang Feng held the sword with both hands, and the sword heart in the whirlpool in his body seemed to come alive.
throat!
Infinite sword intent emerged from his body.
It turns out that what seals the swordsmanship is not the swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship itself.
"Lingsha, hurry up!"
The Lingsha sword spirit entered the sword held by Yang Feng.
A cold breath spread throughout his body, and Lingsha Sword Spirit suddenly became alert.
"Sword resentment, this is the resentment of the sword against its master. The bone-skeleton sword cultivator on the ground was killed by his own sword in front of him!"
The Lingsha Sword Spirit, as its rank increases, knows many secrets, including this sword tower.
"Sword resentment, spiritual sword killing the master?!"
Yang Feng reacted immediately and almost threw the sword in his hand, but when he thought of the oppression of the sword on the way to ask the sword, Yang Feng was still frightened and clenched his loosened palm again.
"That's right! These sword cultivators were all killed by their own swords."
Yang Feng took a look at the bones at his feet, as if he was thinking of something.
Body, the sword spirit wants to take the master's body.
"Then if we accumulate sword resentment in our bodies, will we kill each other?"
"Let's go!"
Lingsha Sword Spirit seemed to have thought of something and asked Yang Feng to leave quickly.
As soon as Yang Feng took a step, another cold feeling came from his body.
"Damn it! Are you done yet?"
The sword resentment seems to have caught up with him.
"Boy, if you don't want to die on the road to ask for a sword, just walk to the end as quickly as possible."
Yang Feng realized the urgency of the situation and did not dare to stay any longer.
The sword intent on his body held up a protective shield and he walked forward desperately.
The sword resentment in his body also increased exponentially.
Finally, Yang Feng noticed that something was wrong with the sword in his hand.
To be precise, there should be something wrong with the Lingsha Sword Spirit in the sword. As the sword resentment in Yang Feng's body continued to increase, the Lingsha Sword Spirit became more and more resentful towards Yang Feng.
He actually took the initiative to break away from Yang Feng's control and stabbed towards Yang Feng's heart.
Yang Feng felt cold instantly after the spiritual sword left his hand, looking at the sword stabbing towards his heart.
At this moment, Yang Feng had only one thought in his mind, walking to the end of the road to ask for swords.
Just when the Lingsha Sword Spirit controlled the spirit sword and stabbed Yang Feng.
A stone gate manifested, and the sword resentment accumulated in Yang Feng's body rose into the sky, filling the grooves on the stone gate.
boom!
The second floor of the sword tower is opened.
On this second floor, there is only one most conspicuous thing.
Sword box!
A black-brown sword box made of finely carved sandalwood.
Yang Feng didn't dare to act rashly. With the experience of the previous two times, the Lingsha Sword was again behind him.
With light steps, he approached the sword box.
The dark brown sandalwood sword box was empty. At the bottom of the sword box, there were two words inlaid with gold engraved on it.
No front!
"This is an empty sword box. Where is the sword that should be in it? Has it been taken away?"
Such a thought flashed through Yang Feng's mind.
On the painting wall opposite, a veiled, graceful girl stared at him with her beautiful eyes.
And the girl covered in black veil held a blunt black sword tightly in her jade hands.
boom!
A black blunt sword hit Yang Feng's neck.
boom!
In an instant, Yang Feng's spirit spirit unsheathed and blocked the girl's blunt black sword.
The veiled girl came to the sword box with light steps.
The black blunt sword was put into the sword box by the girl.
Several sword shadows emerged from the sword box.
A flash of surprise flashed through Yang Feng's eyes. There was more than one sword in this sword box?
"Six Swords Sacred Box?!"
The sword spirit inside the Lingsha Sword heard a sound of surprise.
The six swords in this sword box are all peerless swords, and the sword box has the magical effect of nourishing the sword body.
"Oh! A sword spirit actually knows the Six Swords Divine Wheel, so I won't let you."
From the black sword box, a sword flashing with cold light suddenly flew out.
Longquan!
The veiled girl shouted lowly.
The half-foot-long sword gleamed towards Yang Feng.
"Longquan Holy Sword, half-foot sword light, open!"
The first sword was the ancient sword Longquan.
Yang Feng looked at the half-foot sword radiance displayed by the opponent, with inexplicable fear in his eyes.
Sword gleam is the symbol of sword cultivator, but this is the first time Yang Feng has encountered a terrifying existence that can cut out half a foot of sword radiance.
The sword heart in the whirlpool in the body was pushed to the extreme.
The sword of destruction slashed out.
Using all his strength, Yang Feng's sword light was only four inches long.
boom!
After half a foot of sword light destroyed Yang Feng's sword light, an inch of sword light fell towards Yang Feng's neck.
Sword Intention Transformation!
After entering the level of Jian Xin's first seed, Yang Feng became even more proficient in the use of transformation realm.
An inch of sword light can be transformed at will.
boom!
The veiled woman smiled sweetly.
"The Holy Sword of Star Abyss, so close to the end of the world, kill!"
The Xingyuan Holy Sword flashed behind Yang Feng.
Yang Feng instinctively avoided, but a sword mark was still scratched on his back.
"The holy sword that cuts the sky, the sword opens the immortal gate, rise!"
The Heaven-Destroying Holy Sword struck hard at Yang Feng's Tianling Cap.
Boom!
The Lingsha Sword meets the Heaven-Destroying Holy Sword.
Broken Sword Lingsha does not have the blessing of holy power, so naturally it cannot resist the Heaven-Severing Holy Sword that has the blessing of holy power.
Yang Feng backed up a few meters with his sword in hand.
"The Holy Sword of Blazing Feathers, stained with blood in the sky, falls!"
"The Holy Sword of the Netherworld, falling into the blue sky, has fallen!"
"The Immortal Ancient Holy Sword, the sword of the ages, kill!"
The masked girl held out three swords, making Yang Feng extremely bitter.
With his current swordsmanship, if he wanted to block the three swords thrown by the opponent, there was only one way to sacrifice his body to the sword.
"Boy, it's up to you."
"Um."
Both of them knew that facing these three swords, the only option was to sacrifice the sword.
"Blood sacrifice! Open!"
Yang Feng forced the essence and blood out of his body and dripped onto the Broken Sword Lingsha.
A layer of blood-red luster flashed past.
The Spiritual Evil Sword burst out with two extremely strong auras, one extremely ferocious, like a bloodthirsty demon sword, and one as pure as snow, like a holy fairy sword. 33
After the blood sacrifice, the ice soul divine vein in Yang Feng's body was eager to protect the master.
A biting breath of ice spurted out.
Three forces fought against the three swords held out by the girl.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The Six Sword Sacred Box, for the first time, all six swords came out, but after Yang Feng's blood sacrifice, it was already exhausted. Fortunately, in the Death Canyon, Bingyao had implanted the Ice Soul Divine Veins into his body to protect him.
"Bingso Divine Vein, you are... let alone the sword box, it is yours, so you can treat them better."
After saying that, the masked girl returned to the mural, and the sword box fell into Yang Feng's hands.
"Boy, this wave of blood is worth the money! In the future, with these six swords, as long as you are not a monk in the integration stage, you can hand out a sword at will, and all those who are transformed into gods will die."
"Ahem! Are the six swords in this sword box really holy swords?"
Yang Feng had some doubts. If it was really a holy sword, he would be far away from the sword if he was handed out six swords. Even if he sacrificed his body to the sword, it would be of no use.
"Of course not! Their current grades are only quasi-magical weapons."
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