1139. Chapter 1139 Catacombs 7
3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Without further ado, Bei Chenying went up and drew his sword.
The blue sword was obviously not ordinary, and Bei Chenying felt a little apprehensive, so he first pulled out the black long sword.
However, when Bei Chenying just stretched out her hand and was still an inch away from the black long sword, suddenly——
There was a strange wave around the black long sword, preventing Bei Chenying from approaching.
Bei Chenying didn't believe in evil, and the spiritual energy all over her body was condensed in the palm of her right hand. Little by little, the palm slowly moved towards the hilt of the black long sword.
At this moment, Bei Chenying's white face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were red. It was obvious that he had exhausted all his strength.
Then, he finally touched the hilt of the black long sword!
However, the accident happened suddenly at this moment.
I saw that Bei Chenying's body seemed to have been hit hard, shaking violently, and then there was a loud bang!
Bei Chenying's body flew upside down and hit the coffin heavily, making a strong impact sound.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time covered his chest, coughing continuously.
In the main hall, everyone stared at the two ancient swords on the stone platform with astonishment.
"What a powerful attack." Situ Ming said in surprise.
When Bei Chenying was blown away just now, they also felt a strong rebound force, but because there was no frontal force, they still managed to hold on.
These two swords are by no means ordinary, they are very likely to be peerless famous swords. But its attack power is terrible.
After Bei Chenying was knocked into the air, Zi Yan ran over nervously, with a concerned look on her face: "Bei Chen, how are you? Are you okay?"
Being supported by Zi Yan, Bei Chenying had a look of horror on his face: "This sword is so weird that it can attack by itself."
Seeing that he was seriously injured, Su Luo gave him a pill to treat internal injuries. After Bei Chenying swallowed it, she meditated on the spot.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun's gaze gradually became serious, and he stared at the two swords on the stone platform. Suddenly, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his gaze.
"What's the matter?" Seeing his strange expression, Su Luo walked to his side and asked in a low voice.
"If I'm not mistaken, these two swords should be the legendary Chixiao and Chengying." Nangong Liuyun's eyes were shining like bright stars.
"Chixiao Sword and Chengying Sword?!" Li Yaoyao exclaimed when she heard this.
These two swords have always been in the legend, almost lost in the long river of history, but now they appear here?
"Chixiao Sword and Chengying Sword? Are they famous?" Su Luo expressed puzzlement.
"It's more than famous, it's astonishing, and only an ignorant person like you has never heard of it!" Li Yaoyao gave Su Luo a contemptuous look, "It is said that more than five thousand years ago, a couple was born out of thin air, each of them with a peerless name. Swords, challenge all sects in the world together, they are simply invincible! That pair of peerless famous swords is Chi Xiao and Cheng Ying!"
Su Luo glanced at her lightly, not paying attention.
Li Yaoyao raised the corners of her lips triumphantly: "Back then, I read this story with the third senior brother. If you don't believe me, you can ask the third senior brother."
Su Luo calmly raised her eyebrows and smiled.
From her point of view, the current Li Yaoyao is too childish, she looks like a clown, Su Shi just cares about her lazily.
Li Yaoyao took a few steps forward and looked at the two swords carefully: "It is said that the Chixiao sword is twenty-one inches long and the hilt is made of deep sea red jade, and the sword body is engraved with complicated dragon patterns."