The Sword Dynasty

Chapter 101: Sword in the Stone

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Everyone can understand Feng Qianzhuo's mood at the moment.

However, at this moment, a calm voice sounded from behind Xue Wangxu: "Where is Ding Yanzhu?"

All eyes were on Ding Ning again.

Obviously everyone knew that he said this sentence, and they also knew what he meant by saying this sentence - Feng Qianzhuo had promised before that as long as he could defeat Feng Qingzhuo, Dingyanzhu would belong to Aries Cave.

According to this prior agreement, now Feng Qianzhuo is indeed going to hand over Dingyan Zhu.

However, under the current situation, it seems too inappropriate to ask for Ding Yanzhu in such a calm manner.

"Ding Yan Zhu?"

Feng Qianzhuo laughed back angrily, looked at Feng Qinghan who didn't know whether he was alive or dead in his hands, and said sadly: "My grandson's cultivation base and life are not as good as a face-fixing pearl?"

Ding Ning looked at him calmly and said, "Dingyanzhu."

All the nobles of Zhushan County present were speechless.

Ding Ning actually only uttered these three words again, and judging from his face, it was all taken for granted... Not only is Feng Qianzhuo taking Yan Zhu for granted now, even Feng Qinghan's cultivation base and life are not as good as Ding Yanzhu's. It is a matter of course.

Feng Qianzhuo's pupils seemed to burn with anger.

"Dingyanzhu." Ding Ning looked at him without fear and repeated calmly.

It was like a child begging for candy stubbornly, but Feng Qianzhuo felt extremely contempt and indifference from it.

He handed Feng Qinghan, who was dripping blood in his hands, to the screaming and even crying family members, and spread his left hand.

The snow-white Dingyan Pearl flew up from his palm, and slowly fell towards Ding Ning without any strong force, but his face became completely cold.

"Even if I gave it to you, can you use it?" He scanned Ding Ning and Xue Wangxu's bodies with murderous intent, and said in an extremely cold voice.

Ding Ning caught the snow-white Dingyan Pearl.

Then he did something that no one expected.

He took out the water bag that he carried with him, rinsed the Dingyan bead, and then swallowed the Dingyan bead very calmly.

All the nobles of Zhushan County who were present fell into silence and shock again.

Ding Ning didn't even say a word this time.

However, his actions like this are tantamount to slapping Feng Qianzhuo again.

He directly told Feng Qianzhuo with actions that even if he and Xue Wangxu died here, he had already used this Dingyan Pearl.

What was even more shocking and speechless was that after swallowing the face-fixing pearl, Ding Ning directly closed his eyes and sat down on a rock behind Xue Wangxu.

It seemed that he didn't want to care about anything that happened around him, so he directly started to refine this face-fixing pearl!

Seeing Ding Ning acting like this, and hearing the cries behind him, although Feng Qianzhuo knew that he had to be absolutely calm at this time, his hands still trembled slightly uncontrollably.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand back.

The steward of the Feng family, Feng Futang, who was evaluated by Xue Wangxu as being very good at talking, was standing behind him with a white face, holding a black sheathed long sword in both hands.

Seeing Feng Qianzhuo's hand stretched out towards him at this moment, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at these pictures, Xue Wangxu just waited peacefully.

Feng Qianzhuo didn't take over the sword that was handed out, his hand directly landed on the hilt of the black scabbard long sword, and began to draw the sword directly.

This has fully demonstrated his attitude.

The hilt of the black scabbard sword is black gold.

However, when the long sword was slowly drawn out, it was as if a rainbow was blooming in the field, and many people were covered with colorful luster.

The blade of this long sword is actually like colored glaze, and it is actually colorful.

Xue Wangxu's slightly frowned brows loosened suddenly, as if he had finally got the answer to a question that had puzzled him for a long time, and he whispered to himself softly, "So it's this sword."

The Bashan Sword Field used to be the strongest place to practice swords in the entire Great Qin Dynasty, and naturally possessed countless powerful sword scriptures and famous swords.

The group of people who survived the Bashan Sword Field got a lot of sword scriptures and famous swords.

In the past, when Feng Qianzhuo defeated Du Qingjiao to snatch Dingyan Pearl, he used his natal sword instead of the famous sword from Bashan Sword Field.

Now, among the swords in Bashan, what kind of sword Feng Qianzhuo chose was finally answered.

Among all the famous swords in Bashan Sword Field in the past, only one is this colorful.

This sword is called Qibao Liuli Sword, also known as Foguang Town Demon Sword.

With the appearance of this sword, a huge aura continued to spread.

All the people who were closer felt the danger and stepped back unconsciously.

Even the Stove King statue was removed, and only Feng Qianzhuo, Xue Wangxu, and Ding Ning were left in the open space in front of the huge Huode Hall with a radius of tens of feet.

The radiance of the colorful colored glaze became more and more intense, and finally turned into circles of Buddha's light in Feng Qianzhuo's hands.

The inexplicable vitality of heaven and earth gathered in the circles of Buddha light, surrounding Feng Qianzhuo's body, and gradually formed a huge Buddhist altar, which made Feng Qianzhuo's body seem to grow larger and turned into a colorful shrine. The Venerable of Glazed Gloss.

Feng Qianzhuo in the Buddha's light circle was in a trance for a moment.

He thought it was absurd. After so many years, the sword that should not have existed in the world reappeared in front of him because of a small Aries Cave seeking revenge. However, he actually wants to use this sword to fight people desperately.

However, this is also a very small time, and the distracting thoughts in his mind are wiped away in the Buddha's light, turning into pure killing intent.

With a flip of his wrist, the sword bursting with astonishing Buddha light pierced Xue Wangxu through the air.

With his sword stabbing out.

Circles of Buddha's light overlapped and alternated, and it was as if there were countless turbid waves suddenly appearing between the sky and the earth.

A violent wind arose on the ground.

Many ordinary people in Zhushan County in the distance directly in front of him couldn't stand still, and were blown backwards.

Xue Wangxu's snow-white long hair was also blown straight back by the strong wind, but facing such a strong wind and the turbulent waves that caused the strong wind, he shook his head instead and sighed with emotion: "After all, I still don't have enough courage. , using the Zhuanglang Sword Sutra combined with the Seven Treasure Glazed Glazed Sword, the power is more than enough, but it lacks a little charm... If you have enough courage, you have to replace it with the Zen Sword and Sword Sutra to re-cultivate, if you can't break it, you can't stand, why give up your own accomplishments in the Zhuolang Sword."

At the same time as a soft sigh sounded, he stretched out his hand towards the monstrous turbid waves in front of him.

He had been using the Sovereign Sword in Baiyang Cave.

At this moment, he had given Li Daoji the suzerain sword as a gift, and he didn't bring any other swords with him, so he could only use his natal sword at this moment.

What kind of sword is Xue Wangxu's natal sword

Ding Ning was also very curious, so he, who was trying his best to refine the Dingyan Pearl, opened his eyes at this moment.

An unusually calm breath leaked from between Xue Wangxu's fingers.

There is no dazzling brilliance, only the most simple color, just like the most common stone on the road.

The natal sword that appeared in Xue Wangxu's hands turned out to be a small sword polished from the most ordinary stubborn stone.

However, all practitioners in Zhushan County felt an unusually dangerous atmosphere.

At this moment, layers of stone skin peeled off from Xiaojian's body.

Every small piece of stone skin flew forward like a huge boulder, slapping against the monstrous turbid waves.

The sword body exposed inside radiated unimaginable light.

This light is so dazzling that people can't see any colors clearly, and people even feel that the sword body inside is purely without substance, and is completely formed by the dazzling brilliance.

However, everyone knows that the sword does exist.

So everyone started to react.

This sword just endured it for too long, like a peerless sword buried in the mud, the dust outside the sword body has all formed a stone skin.

Today, however, this peerless sword finally shines again.

The Buddha's light was dimmed in front of the light exposed by the sword.

Feng Qianzhuo also felt the pressure of suffocation, he let out a deep roar, and the sword in his hand shot seventy-two blows into the air in front of him in an instant!

Suddenly there were seventy-two big waves in the Buddha's light, which instantly shattered all the flying stone skins.

At this moment, all the stone skin on the natal sword in Xue Wangxu's hand also faded away.

Under the dazzling and pure white light, his whole body seemed to be carved out of white jade.

He didn't make any superfluous movements, just a simple, unusually straight thrust forward like the streets of Changling.

There was a bang.

The sound came from far away between heaven and earth.

Above his head, suddenly there was an invisible giant mountain, which shrank sharply and poured into the natal sword in his hand.

At the same time, almost all the true energy in his body and the accumulated heaven and earth energy also poured out from his body, and resolutely penetrated into the natal sword in his hand.

With such a powerful sword force, he can only make one strike at most.

But that's exactly what he had in mind.

Because he didn't want to get too entangled, he just wanted to tell the winner with this sword.

He just poured out all his sword intent and power from this sword.

The Buddha's light is gone!

The turbid waves collapsed!

Looking at this incomparably bright sword light piercing towards him, Feng Qianzhuo felt unbelievable in his heart. He couldn't imagine that Xue Wangxu could stab such a powerful sword.

He was not reconciled to being defeated by this sword like this.

Endless flames ignited in his eyes, and he let out a sharp whistle, and the circle-shaped Buddha light emitted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Sword in his hand suddenly changed into countless colorful sword lights blooming ahead.

For a moment, it was as if thousands of swords were stabbing towards Xue Wangxu, and it was impossible to tell which sword was the real Qibao Glazed Sword.

However, Xue Wangxu just smiled faintly, his sword posture did not change at all, and he was still moving forward very straightly.

All the colorful glazed sword lights disappeared instantly.

Feng Qianzhuo's screaming turned into a mournful howl, and his body backed away.

A spray of blood spurted out from his lower abdomen, and his whole body bounced continuously on the stone path, dragging out a long path of blood, and it didn't stop until it hit the steps in front of the Huode Hall.