&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;From the beginning of the light, the eyes of the three people all focused on the faint light, watching the light getting brighter and brighter, and finally becoming dazzling.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;The deep well, which was originally empty, finally showed its true appearance after Yang Chen’s restraining tactics. A huge long sword extending almost from the bottom of the well to the mouth of the well, showing a bright phantom, appeared in front of the three of them out of thin air.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;The unparalleled sword qi, you can feel it without even touching it, the sword qi in the sky is vertical and horizontal, and the top of the whole mountain seems to suddenly become sharper, those are still far away Birds dozens of miles away dare not even fly in this direction, as if there is something here that makes them extremely terrifying.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;All of this, the three people in the cave are temporarily unable to know, everyone's eyes are focused on getting the sword shadow, and no one wants to look away.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Yang Chen didn't do anything, and didn't prompt, of course Shi Shanshan didn't do it, she just admired it from a close distance. However, the two of them didn't move, but the middle-aged scribe couldn't bear it any longer and started to attack eagerly.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;With a soft sound, Yang Chen, who had been standing there watching, suddenly appeared a sword tip. It pierced through Yang Chen's back, and then emerged from Yang Chen's chest. At the same time, the middle-aged scribe had already pointed at Shi Shanshan.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan both stared at the middle-aged scribe with the same unbelievable gaze, and then their bodies slumped softly to the ground.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;"Teach you to be good, don't believe in anyone in the future." The middle-aged scribe was quite happy. The two rookies didn't know how to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, and they didn't even have any experience in the arena.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;"Boy, go in peace, you beautiful lady, the old man will treat her as a concubine." The middle-aged scribe said proudly, his face could not hide the ecstasy: " Before you die, you can take a good look at how the old man collects this sword energy. It can be regarded as letting you die."
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Speaking, the scribe, while laughing loudly, stretched out his hand and pointed at the tip of the phantom of the huge long sword. A drop of blood immediately seeped out from the tip of the scribe's finger and stained the long sword. Jian Xuying originally extended from the bottom of the well to the wellhead, and it was very easy to do this.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Identify the Lord with a drop of blood, this is the lowest-level way to establish a connection with the magic weapon, and it is several steps worse than the control of the consciousness. but. It's better than simple, and it works well. Although it is a temporary recognition of the Lord. But it can buy time for further sacrifices in the future.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;The middle-aged scribe is not a guy who doesn’t understand anything. Naturally, he knows that this sword qi has been cultivated here for many years, and it is unrealistic to want to collect it in a short time, so he uses it. such a method. As long as the sword qi does not attack him for the time being, there will be hope of being subdued in the future.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;As expected by the scribes, as soon as the phantom of the huge long sword saw blood, it seemed as if it had suddenly found its owner. With a flash of light, all the phantoms penetrated into the scribe's body from where the blood seeped.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Sword Qi enters the body. The scribe's face also became cautious, and he stood there cautiously. Feeling the movement of the sword energy in the body a little bit, after a while, a relieved expression appeared on his face, and a smile appeared on his face.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;"Hahahaha!" The scribe began to laugh wildly again, and his mouth began to go crazy again because of the ecstasy to himself: "Six hundred years, I finally let this old man get this sword energy, Hahahaha, six hundred years, six hundred years, hahahaha!"
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;After laughing wildly, the scribe looked down at Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan, who were slumped on the ground, without concealing his pride and happiness, he laughed: "Thank you two more, explain for me The six-hundred-year-old puzzle has been opened, and a cauldron that looks like jade is also presented, this is a worthwhile trip!"
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;"Forgot to remind my seniors." Amid the arrogant laughter of the scribes, Yang Chen, who was supposed to be on the verge of death by a flying sword pierced through his chest, sat up as if nothing had happened, his voice was calm, Where is there a little bit of injury
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;"This sword qi has been cultivated in the land of gold qi for hundreds of thousands of years. The impurities contained in the gold qi will form a protective shell outside the sword qi. Moreover, these impurities are mixed and impure, It is very difficult to control." Under the dumbfounded eyes of the middle-aged scribe, Yang Chen got up with a smile and said slowly, "I originally wanted to refine these golden impurities, it would take at least hundreds of years or longer, but there are The senior volunteered to use the physical body to test, and also used the flesh and blood to attract, but it saved a lot of effort, thank you here!"
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Not only Yang Chen, Shi Shanshan next to her also stood up as if nothing had happened, with no sign of being restrained. The performance of the two of them made the middle-aged scribes in the Mahayana period not dare to look westward at all. Could it be that everything they saw was fake
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;To be honest, Shi Shanshan is also a little strange, Yang Chen has clearly been pierced in his chest, how can he be so relaxed? However, Yang Chen had previously hinted that Shi Shanshan should wait and see the change. Shi Shanshan absolutely trusted Yang Chen and followed suit. Now that Yang Chen sat up unscathed, he was naturally happy.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Listening to Yang Chen's words, Shi Shanshan couldn't help but chuckle in her heart. Everything is under the control of this husband of his own family. I don't know how this middle-aged scribe, who thought he was in control of everything, was feeling at the moment.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;However, it was clear that the scribe had no time to investigate why Yang Chen was pierced in his chest. He had already discovered the abnormality in his body, and his face began to look ugly.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Ah! A shrill cry came from the scribe's mouth, as if he was suffering some kind of pain, and a large bag would keep swelling up on his body, and then collapsed again. Here and there, it keeps popping up.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;chi chi chi, continuous voices sounded from the scribes, blood mouths appeared from the scribes, and then a light flew out from the blood mouths, bringing up a burst of blood mist .
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;Those flying lights only flew a few steps away before being engulfed by a dragon shadow that appeared from nowhere. This kind of impurity of supreme sword energy is Xiaotian's favorite delicacy. It is simply a natural tonic, especially after the nourishment of the flesh and blood of the masters of the Mahayana period, it is even more delicious.
&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;&nbp;In addition to screaming, the middle-aged scribe could only watch his body pierced by the sword energy, and the sword energy that flew out was swallowed up by the roaring sky. Every shot of sword energy will take away a lot of the scribe's vitality. Slowly, the scribe's voice became lower and lower, and then there was no sound. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.