Everyone's eyes were looking at Fang Zhengzheng, or in other words, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Zhengzheng's right hand.
Because, in Fang Zhengyi's right hand, he was holding a sword at the moment.
A sword that looks extremely ordinary, but is anything but ordinary. There are no patterns or gorgeous carvings on the hilt.
From the hilt of the sword up to the smooth blade, it slowly turned from pitch black to bright, and it looked like it was natural. However, this natural feeling was broken at the tip of the sword.
Because there is a purple mark on the tip of the sword, which is an extremely strange purple...
Just by looking at it, I felt that the purple marks did not belong to this sword.
Just like the blood stains on the blade, people have the urge to wipe it off immediately, but this sword has been buried deep under the rock for who knows how many years.
How can blood stains last forever
Everyone looked at the sword in Fang Zheng's hand, with all kinds of complex expressions on them, including envy, jealousy, shock, sigh and disbelief...
As for the purple mark on the tip of the sword, it was ignored by most people.
Except Fang Zhengzheng.
Fang Zhengzheng knew what this purple mark was. It was the last essence and blood of Demon Emperor Sikong, because the moment his hand held the hilt of the sword, a picture flashed in his mind.
A shocking sword.
A sword mark was left in Blood Shadow City, a sword mark that divided Blood Shadow City into two.
At this point, Demon Emperor Sikong was lost.
However, the damaged Demon Emperor Sikong left a drop of blood on the sword, and this drop of blood also represented a curse. The blood was used as a curse, and it would not dissipate even if it lasted for thousands of years.
The curse is actually very simple, that is, Mengtian will never be able to use a sword again in his life.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't quite understand. Why did Demon Emperor Sikong leave such a curse? Cursing a person to be unable to use a sword? Why not just curse him to death? Or curse him to be unable to fight
That way, it seems more direct.
Fangzheng couldn't think of the reason, so he didn't think about it. However, it is precisely because of this curse. From then on, Mengtian, the Holy God of War, no longer used a sword, but instead used a knife.
Because he can no longer use the sword.
"How about I call you Zihen?" Fang Zhengzheng asked softly. He was not a person who judged people by their appearance, but he felt that this name might be more appropriate for this sword.
The sword in his hand made a low hum, as if in reply to Fang Zhengzheng's words, which once again made the candidates around him look shocked.
Does this sword really have a mind? !
"I understand. It seems that you don't like this name very much, so how about changing it to... Wuhen?" Fang Zhengzheng nodded, seeming to feel dissatisfaction with the sword in his hand.
Soon, the clear sound of the sword was heard, like the roar of a dragon.
"Okay, let's call it Wuhen!" A smile appeared on Fang Zhengzheng's lips.
"Wuhen?!" The candidates around them were all speechless when they heard Fang Zhengzheng's words. Is this sword called Wuhen? Can't you see the big purple mark on it
Could it be. Is this the legendary cover-up
Shameless people...
I didn’t expect that the sword could be so shameless!
Fang Zhengzheng glanced at the candidates around him with disdain. Of course he knew what these people were thinking. However, he knew better the idea of 'Markless Sword'.
It feels like a scar on one's face.
He doesn't want people to call him Scarface all day long, right
If someone really does this, it must be because they have itchy skin and are looking for it.
People have self-respect.
sword…
How can we not have self-esteem
Fang Zhengzheng held the sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yingshan, and a strange purple flashed at the tip of the sword.
"It turns out that this sword is real!" Yingshan's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Didn't I tell you that the sword was fake?" Fang Zhengzheng said without blushing.
"..." Yingshan's lips moved.
He couldn't argue, because Fang Zhengzheng did say that the golden sword was fake. Just, in that case. No one will believe it.
Does he really know that the sword is fake
Then why did he draw his sword
Kageyama felt a little confused in his mind. He was a little confused, but soon he came to his senses, because no matter what the truth of the matter was.
He only has one mission, and that is to kill Fang Zhengzheng.
Then, the shadow mountain moved, and an afterimage flashed past, then came to Fang Zhengzheng's side, with black light flashing on his palms and a cold light in his eyes.
This seemed to be the decisive blow.
But…
This decisive blow was blocked by a sword.
The sword came from the ground and was just a very ordinary sword. However, the sword blocked Kageyama's front, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Kageyama's throat.
Of course, Kageyama couldn't be blocked by an ordinary sword. He just lightly slapped the sword with his palm, and immediately, the sword broke into powder.
However, this does not mean that Kageyama can get closer to Fang Zhengyi.
Because, the second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword... all the swords stuck on the ground moved at this moment. They were pulled out from the ground one by one, and then flew into the air, blocking the way. In front of Shadow Mountain.
"This... how is it possible?!" Kageyama looked at the countless swords floating in the air, and he couldn't understand the reason behind it.
Controlling a sword with a shadow
Of course Yingshan can do it, and he also knows that Fang Zhengzheng can do the same.
Therefore, when the first sword stopped in front of him, he was not surprised at all, because with Fang Zhengzheng's ability, he could use his shadow to draw the sword.
But…
That doesn't mean that Fang Zhengzheng can pull out all the swords in the sea of swords.
Don't say that Fang Zhengzheng doesn't have this ability.
Kageyama himself didn’t think he had this ability.
Although the sword sea is not big, there are still several miles of ground in a radius, and the shadow field must be used to cover several miles, and one must be able to control the drawing of the sword.
It's simply impossible to do.
The surrounding candidates looked at this scene in shock.
In the air, the swords were spinning rapidly, as if driven by a huge tornado. Countless swords, with Fang Zhengzheng as the center, formed a huge sword tornado.
"How is this going?"
"So many swords...how can I control them?"
One by one, the candidates couldn’t believe it. Not to mention that Fang Zhengzheng was only in the Amaterasu realm. Even if he was in the Huiguang realm, it would be impossible for him to achieve this step. He had to control so many swords.
Mental strength and control. To what extent can it be achieved
This is something that simply cannot happen.
"Could it be..."
An idea arises in the minds of the candidates.
Then, everyone's faces showed great joy. It was joy from the bottom of my heart, like being reborn.
Nangong Mu put down the blue swords in his hands because there was no need for him to take action again.
Yan Xiu also put away the Shanhe Qiankun Fan in his hand. His face looked a little cold, but the light in his eyes could not be concealed.
Xing Qing fell to the ground and picked up the sword on the ground. Then, he put away the sword again, his face looked a little pale, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
Pingyang's small mouth opened into a circle, and her large clear eyes were also round. She looked at the sword tornado surrounding Fang Zhengzheng's head, feeling extremely happy in her heart.
However, when I thought of Fang Zhengzheng's shameless words just now.
She always felt a little uncomfortable.
"Huh!" Pingyang turned his head to one side and pouted. However, the corners of his eyes still lingered on Fang Zhengzheng.
Fang Zhengzheng just held the sword quietly.
He stood motionless in the center of the sword tornado, with a smile on his lips. His eyes were fixed on Kageyama.
"I don't accept it!" Of course Kingshan understood what happened at this moment, but he was not willing to give in. He really was not willing to give in.
"What's the use if you don't accept it?" Fang Zhengzheng looked relaxed.
Yingshan was silent. He didn't speak any more, because, as Fang Zhengzheng said, even if he was still dissatisfied. If you don't give in, what's the use
From the moment Fang Zhengzheng held the Traceless Sword...
The outcome of the matter is already determined.
Even if he is in the middle stage of Light Returning Realm. There is no possibility that he could threaten Fang Zhengzheng. This has nothing to do with strength. Just because Fang Zhengzheng has mastered that sword.
When Fang Zhengzheng mastered the sword, he had mastered the entire Shengtian world.
So what chance does Kageyama have
Not to mention killing Fang Zhengzheng, even his own life and death depended on Fang Zhengzheng's thoughts.
"Failed!" Yingshan raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. He didn't know where that direction was, but he just regarded that direction as the direction in his heart.
A direction leading to Shili Lake outside Yanjing City.
He knew that there was a woman standing by the Shili Lake, a woman waiting in the storm.
The woman waiting for him is naturally not his person.
But an answer sheet, an answer sheet that can make her smile.
Kageyama bit his lips tightly. He has never seen a woman smile before, maybe because he has only seen her three times, maybe because women don't like to smile very much.
He didn't know this, he only knew that as a demon, he couldn't let a woman down.
In fact, whether on the battlefield or after going deep into Yanjing City, he completed the mission extremely smoothly every time.
I have been a demon all my life, and I have met a few times.
He had been proud, thinking that he might be able to repay this gift.
And today…
On the last day of his existence in this world, in his last mission, he failed. He could not deliver the last satisfactory answer sheet to the woman.
He didn't know how the woman would look after knowing this. He only knew that he would become a devil who would disappoint women.
disappointment.
Yingshan's eyes looked quietly in the direction of his heart. He didn't shed tears, because he was a demon, a demon who was the vice-capital of the ten regions.
He couldn't cry in front of humans.
Even death.
He must also become a dignified demon.
So, he moved.
Step by step, he walked towards Fang Zhengzheng, towards the sword tornado composed of countless swords, letting the swords penetrate his body one by one.
There was no flicker of black light on his body.
There was no resistance.
He just looked at Fang Zhengzheng quietly, walking towards the sword tornado step by step... (To be continued.)
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