In this way, it is somewhat unsightly.
After all, the sword has gone deep into the ground, so it is impossible to hold the sword with both hands and keep the body upright, in order to maximize the power.
Wan Chong, the Minister of Punishment, also completely put down his face, grasped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, and stepped down into a horse stance.
It’s quite a fight.
However, this appearance seemed a bit funny. Some ministers also secretly covered their mouths and chuckled when they saw Wan Chong, the Minister of Punishment.
but…
Soon, the ministers who were covering their mouths and laughing discovered something was wrong.
Because, the Minister of Punishment had been pulling out the hair for a long time, and it was obvious that he had pulled it out with great force. The veins in his hands bulged out, his face was as red as pig liver, and his body was shining with a strong and dazzling blue color. color light.
As for the original smile, it had long since disappeared, leaving only the sweat dripping from his forehead.
At first glance, it seems that he even exerted all his strength to suck milk.
However, the sword was still inserted quietly on the ground...
Not moving at all.
When the civil and military officials saw such a scene, their eyes widened suddenly, and they were finally shocked. Wan Chong, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, couldn't draw a sword
How can this be? !
Wan Chong can achieve the position of Minister of Punishment, how can his strength be average? When he was young, he rose from the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking to the top, and was once called a genius. Although his cultivation was somewhat affected in his later years due to his distraction from politics, he still entered the Light-Returning Realm early on.
The strength of Huiguang Realm, but he can't pull out a sword stuck in the ground
No matter how you look at such a thing, no one wants to believe it.
Could it be...
An idea suddenly arose in the minds of the civil and military officials. Only this possibility could explain the scene in front of them, but this possibility was too exaggerated.
This sword left by the Holy God of War Mengtian...
There is spirit!
Everyone believes this, because the fact that the Shengtian world is out of control is the best proof. However, everyone does not believe that this spiritual sword will really recognize its owner.
A commoner who has just become Amaterasu, his strength is not even in the top ten on the Shenglong Ranking, let alone. The rising dragon list also has the golden dragon list, which represents the strongest strength.
And what about this sword
This is the sword of Mengtian, the once aloof Holy God of War. Such a sword has such an arrogant nature. How can ordinary people allow it to recognize its owner
In their hearts, the idea has always been that the Sword Spirit borrows Fang Zhengyi's hand. Just kill the invading demons.
But now it seems...
It seemed completely different from what they expected.
"Did this sword really recognize Fang Zhengzheng as its master?!"
All the civil and military officials looked at me, and I looked at you, and they could see the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes. This kind of thing was beyond everyone's expectation.
Duan Wang Lin Xinjue frowned. He wanted to pull it out himself, but his strength was inferior to Wan Chong, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. What if he couldn't pull it out himself
There was a faint cold light in Prince Lin Tianrong's eyes. He did not continue to look at Wanchong, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who was struggling to draw his sword, but turned his gaze to Yu Yiping, the Prime Minister of the Left.
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's face turned a little dark.
If this sword really cannot be pulled out, then he must be the "first contributor", because it is the idea of identification that he throws out...
Yan Xiu, Xing Qing and Nangong Mu looked at this scene with some surprise in their eyes, but after the surprise, they looked at Fang Zhengzheng with a somewhat complicated look.
They all clearly heard Fang Zhengzheng's "confession" in the Holy Heaven World.
"Is this really happening?" The three people looked at each other. Although they all couldn't believe it, they felt somewhat happy in their hearts.
Pingyang stared at Wan Chong, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, whose face was flushed with a pair of eyes as clear as water. A trace of surprise also flashed across his face. Soon it turned into a somewhat angry expression.
Qingche's eyes secretly glanced at Fang Zhengzheng, and his mouth slightly pursed: "Huh, shameless guy! Could he really have deceived him into getting this sword like that?"
Fang Zhengzheng looked at Wanchong, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, who was sweating from his hair with a leisurely look on his face. Of course he knew what Yan Xiu and Ping Yang and others were thinking.
But in fact, he had worked hard to get to this moment.
Just like last night, he really didn't sleep a wink all night. Since leaving Pingyang Mansion, he has been locked in the room, and then told stories to the Wuhen Sword.
Starting from fairy tales, continuing to various martial arts classics, and even talking about the historical Three Kingdoms later on, feeling the increasingly intense pleasure in the sword, he knew that this was the point.
As for confession
Although it has some uses, it is far from enough to make a proud sword like the Traceless Sword truly belong to oneself. Stories, especially serialized stories, are the real killing move.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhengzheng's mood became better and better, and he hummed a little tune unconsciously: "Pull out, pull out, pull out carrots..."
Because of the excitement, I couldn't control my voice.
Fang Zhengzheng's humming voice sounded in the sky above the court, which, combined with Wan Chong's pig liver-colored face, the Minister of Punishment, was somewhat meaningful.
Holy Master Lin Mubai's originally calm expression also changed slightly at this moment. He looked at a middle-aged man wearing armor in the court hall and nodded lightly.
"Master Wan, thank you for your hard work. Why don't you let me do this for you?" The middle-aged man immediately walked out of the crowd when he saw the expression on the face of the Holy Master Lin Mubai.
When the civil and military officials saw the middle-aged man standing up, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"General Jin is very polite. Originally, this kind of thing didn't require the general to take action. Just because I accidentally slipped my waist when I was in the garden yesterday, I am really unable to do what I want today!" As soon as the Minister of Punishment saw the person coming, he immediately let go. The hilt of the sword, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his official uniform.
Today's face was really humiliated, but he couldn't hold on, because he really used all his strength to suck milk.
"There's some trouble!" Xing Qing looked at General Jin walking out of the crowd with a worried expression on his face.
Yan Xiu did not speak, but his expression was also a little nervous. Although he had not entered the court, he had a deep understanding of General Jin's strength.
Although General Jin cannot be said to be the most powerful person in this court, due to the special nature of his natural constitution, he is undoubtedly the most powerful person.
Nangong Mu looked at Fang Zhengzheng and wanted to remind him.
But Fang Zhengzheng was humming a tune leisurely, as if he hadn't noticed General Jin coming out at all, with a completely unconcerned air.
In fact, Fang Zhengzheng certainly cares.
But the more concerned he became, the more chaotic he became. The civil and military officials in the dynasty were simply not something he could fight against now, so he could only let nature take its course.
Place your bet on the sword.
Moreover, he did not want to have anything to do with Nangong Mu, Yan Xiu and others, so he just had to stand aside and be a bystander who "stayed out of the matter" with peace of mind.
General Jin had already walked up to the sword at this time, his eyes were wide-eyed, his steps were striding forward, and he didn't pay attention to any posture. Everything was for the purpose of drawing the sword.
Without any fancy movements, a pair of arms like bear arms stretched out fiercely, and then, holding the sword tightly with both hands, the fiery red light flashed all over the body, like a burning sun in the Golden Palace.
"stand up!"
As General Jin let out a loud shout, all the civil and military officials in the court, including Duan Wang Lin Xinjue, Prince Lin Tianrong, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping, and even the Holy Emperor Lin Mubai's eyes widened.
"Crack!" There was a loud noise.
"Really up?!"
"Did you pull it out?"
"General Jin is really powerful!"
After hearing this loud noise, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty showed expressions of joy. If there was a sound, it meant there was hope. At least, the sword was moving.
"Click!" Another voice came out.
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty finally became a little excited. The feeling was like a ray of dawn in the darkness, which was fascinating.
Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's darkened face finally regained some color at this time.
If only General Kim could draw his sword.
Then, he can also get away with it.
"Fang Zhengzheng, you said that the sword has recognized you as its master. Now that the sword has been pulled out, what else do you have to say?" A minister quickly stood up with a proud look on his face. It was precisely Fang Zhengyi who almost fell in love with him before. When the minister.
Before, he was insulted by Fang Zhengzheng about how he passed the Dao Dian exam. Now that he finally got the opportunity, of course he wanted to take the opportunity to repay Fang Zhengzheng.
"Really?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the minister with disdain and curled his lips: "My lord, it turns out that in addition to reading little, you are also... blind?"
"You, you dare to say that I am blind?!" The minister was stunned, and the anger on his face suddenly rose. However, he did not quite understand the meaning of Fang Zhengzheng's words.
blindness
Just when he was about to speak, a minister pulled his official uniform hard.
This made the minister even more confused.
So, his eyes subconsciously looked at General Jin who was drawing his sword.
Then…
He then saw that General Jin, who originally had a mighty look on his face, seemed to have a strange look on his face, and more importantly, his arms were shaking. Not only his arms, but even his legs were faintly shaking.
It was a sign of exhaustion and almost collapse.
There are still two deep pits under General Jin's feet. It is obvious that they were stepped out by him.
However, the sword in General Jin's hand was still embedded in the stone.
It was as if it had become a whole with the entire Jinluan Palace, without any looseness at all.
Not pulled out
In an instant, the anger on the minister's face disappeared and was replaced by an expression of shame and extreme shame, as if he had swallowed a fly alive in his mouth, and he was speechless at all.
"This... what the hell is going on?!"
"Can't even General Jin draw his sword?"
"Sword, really..." (To be continued.)