Chapter 1862: Legend of Purple Night

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chu Yan's hairs all over his body stood on end, and his face was full of disbelief.

I saw that in the wide cave, a golden pool was located in the middle.

There are a total of eight black iron sword pillars around, arranged in a special formation to suppress the golden pool.

Strictly speaking, the eight black iron sword pillars that suppress the seal are not the golden pool, but a rusty iron rod floating lightly in a cloud of fire-colored mist above the pool. .

The surface is dull and covered with rust for an unknown number of years. Such an iron rod, if it is an ordinary iron rod, is worthless.

However, what surprised Chu Yan was that a purple dragon shadow hovered in the fiery clouds around the iron rod.

And the terrifying power that Chu Yan followed was constantly overflowing from the rusty iron rod.

"Purple...Purple Night Sword!?"

After being surprised, Chu Yan's trembling pupils were full of ecstasy...

Because, the vision in front of him is exactly the legendary "Purple Night Lingyun", which represents an Outer Continent, a legend that has been passed down for countless years.

According to legend, in ancient times, before the Great War between Gods and Demons, in an ordinary village in Outland Continent.

There is such a hopeless young man full of problems.

He is lazy and never does farm work at home.

He is fond of wine, and often gets drunk to a puddle of mud.

He is lustful, and he can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful girl.

He has no manners, and he is careless to officials and people.

The most annoying thing is that he is so good at lying and bragging.

He often let people see the seventy-two moles on his back. He said that these were not moles, but a picture of the universe.

He often stands on the top of a mountain, looking at the land in front of him, shaking his head and sighing!

One day, he got a rusty iron rod from nowhere and told the villagers that it was a precious sword named Zixiao!

He treasured it,

The "sword" never leaves the body all day long.

His bullshit got bigger and bigger.

He said that his soul has been cultivated to the divine realm, but his physical body is sealed, and when the opportunity comes, he will become the master of the Ten Directions Starfield in the future.

One day, there was a vision of heaven and earth, and thousands of fires invaded the sky. A fire-colored dragon descended from the sky and landed in the forest next to the village. Everyone was terrified, and no one dared to approach the hunting forest for half a step.

But he said that he wanted to chop off the fire dragon with the "iron rod" in his hand.

Everyone in the village took his words as a joke and a lie, and no one believed him.

However, one night, everything changed.

That night, a group of young people in the village, in order to make a living, bravely entered the forest together, intending to hunt and solve the famine in the village.

Everyone sent a young man with agility to go a few steps forward to inquire. After a while, the young man fled back with a pale face in fright. The tree looked around and saw a huge and ferocious fire dragon, blocking the middle of the road, as if waiting for something.

The crowd turned pale with fright and dared not move forward any more.

At this time, the young man was ecstatic, laughed and said that the white snake was waiting for him, and he wanted to kill it.

While talking, he pulled out the iron rod, and rushed into the forest alone.

One night passed, and the young man did not come back. Everyone in the village said that he must have been eaten by the fire dragon.

The next day, the young people in the village went to the forest again, but saw a huge fire dragon, cut in two, lying on the side of the road.

After walking a few hundred steps forward, I found that the young man was lying on the side of the road and sleeping soundly. There was a cloud above his body, and a purple dragon shadow was lazily flying around in the cloud.

And the iron rod in his hand disappeared, replaced by a sword decorated with seven-color beads and nine-flower jade, with a cold light and a blade as frosty as snow. Two large golden characters were clearly engraved on the sword: Zixiao.

Later, that young man flew into the sky with his sword, swept across the continent with the power of one person and one sword, established the kingdom of God, and became the real master of the ten directions star field!

That sword is the Zixiao Sword, a sword of the imperial way!

However, this kind of legend spread in the mainland is completely different from what Chu Yan, a martial artist who teaches swordsmanship, understands.

Because, strictly speaking, Zixiao Sword is not a sword, but a material for making swords.

Almost all kendo masters, including the most coveted treasures of heaven, materials and earth, are the three conditions for tempering divine weapons, and it is born with two.

One is the material, the other is... the soul of the sword!

"It seems that this suppressing formation can no longer suppress this Zixiao sword! It won't be long before the formation will collapse, and the Zixiao sword will burst out!"

Chu Yan operated the pupil of the unicorn, constantly observing the situation in the entire cave.

Soon, Chu Yan discovered that the black iron sword pillars around the formation seemed to be missing one...

"Nine-pillar array...! There are only eight pillars now, no wonder...but, there is one more... Uh, the one that I cut off in the square, wouldn't it be from here! ?”

With a glance, Chu Yan immediately discovered the reason why this large formation was about to collapse.

"It seems that all the spiritual swords above the Nine Peaks of Heavenly Sword, and the spiritual energy of the swords, have almost been swallowed by it!"

The corner of Chu Yan's mouth lightly raised, and he finally understood why each of the nine ancient spirit swords looked like a lunatic, and it was so easy to be recognized as the master.

Most of the spiritual energy should have been swallowed by the Zixiao Sword that broke the seal formation, so the eight ancient spirit swords did not recognize the martial artist's sword intent cultivation at all.

"Think of a way first, get it!"

Chu Yan was full of excitement, but he didn't do it directly, because he could guess that the Zixiao Sword would never be so easy to get.

Swish!

After pondering for a long time, Chu Yan surged with true energy all over his body, urging the body guard to the limit, his eyes fixed on the golden pool, and the fire-colored cloud that wrapped the Zixiao sword. , Grabbing towards Zixiaojian.

boom...!

Almost at the same time that Chu Yan jumped up, the eight black iron pillars all around burst out together, and a series of fine and powerful sword energy, like a wave of swords, covered the sky and covered the earth, covering Chu Yan.

Each of the eight black iron sword pillars is extremely powerful, forming a large formation, so powerful that a group of Martial Emperors might be blasted to pieces.

"Hiss...! So strong!?"

Chu Yan gasped, the hairs all over his body exploded in shock, he quickly dodged and avoided it.

With the pupils of the unicorn, coupled with the technique of flying dragons to cover the sky, Chu Yan's figure pulled out a long afterimage, which was able to avoid the terrifying wave of swords.

"Hmph! Bending Heaven Emperor Art, Split Yuan!"

"Open Heaven Sword Art, God's Punishment!"

Sword in the right hand, fist in the right hand, Chu Yan's true energy exploded, his eyes spit out anger, stomped in the air, and the fist and sword slammed together.

boom! boom! boom!

While dodging, the sword light slashed, and the fist seal pierced through the air, exploding the waves of swords that came continuously. With the force of the countershock, Chu Yan flew upside down and slid straight to the golden pool. ...