Chapter 396 Gathering in the Palace of Ten Thousand Swords

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Chapter 396 Gathering in the Palace of Ten Thousand Swords

Hearing the word residual light, the body of the sword trembled even more intensely, and the sword chant was high-pitched, revealing a hint of joy.

As Chu Xingyun said, the current afterglow is no longer the broken sword of the day. It has reshaped the sword spirit and has been reborn, erasing all traces of the past.

Afterglow is its name, and it is also the beginning of a new life!

Chu Xingyun caressed the sword body of the residual light, and with a thought, he left the inner space in an instant and walked towards the martial arts field.

Martial Arts Field, located on the mountainside of the peak, is an extremely wide open space.

On the open space, there stood pitch-black wooden stakes. Under the sunlight, the wooden stakes reflected a metallic luster. Each one was filled with a heavy atmosphere, which seemed indestructible.

These wooden stakes are black black wood, not to mention extremely hard, and their weight is also terrifying, each one weighs 100,000 jin, which can withstand the crazy bombardment of the strong heavenly spirit.

Chu Xingyun stood in the center of the Martial arts arena, staring intently at the black black wooden stake in front of him coldly. With his right hand, he was lightly holding the hilt of the residual light sword. In absolute silence.

call!

At this time, a breeze swept past.

Chu Xingyun's body moved.

He took a light step, swung his right arm, and stabbed the afterglow forward.

Whoosh!

A dazzling brilliance bloomed, fleeting in the void.

This brilliance was so fast, it passed through the void in just a split second, as if it had never appeared before.

Chu Xingyun slowly retracted the afterglow, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A low roar sounded, and at the moment Chu Xingyun retracted the sword, the black black wooden stake in front was broken, cut off by the middle, and the broken wood fell to the ground. The terrifying weight made the whole martial arts field tremble.

Looking at the fracture, it is neat and smooth, without any roughness.

"As expected of the sword of light that was born in the inheritance of heaven and earth, after being reborn, it can actually produce the ultimate sword light. This sword light is completely different from the legendary ancient sword. The light is sharp and extremely fierce. It is an absolute killing. Slash everything with one light!"

Chu Xingyun made a sound of satisfaction.

In the light and shadow of his memory, he had seen the fighting style of the legendary ancient sword with his own eyes.

The legendary ancient sword represents the ultimate light. When the sword comes out, there are thousands of sword shadows. It is so fast that even Chu Xingyun can't see it clearly. It only feels that the sword shadows condense into a tide of light, which can completely annihilate everything.

The ultimate sword light just now does not belong to the legendary ancient sword, but the supernatural power derived from the rebirth of the residual light.

This sword light also represents the ultimate, but there is only one light and shadow of the sword.

One light, one shadow, cut off thousands of things!

"Although the tip of the sword has been broken and it has been silenced for thousands of years, the power contained in the afterglow is still terrifying. I only used 70% of my strength for the sword just now, and I was able to easily cut through the black black stake. "

Chu Xingyun recalled the feeling just now, his eyes gradually became sharper, and he said to himself in a concentrated voice: "If I shoot with all my strength, even the Yang Gang Qi of the strong Tianling can be easily cut off, causing terrifying lethality .”

"In terms of rank, the power possessed by Afterglow is no less than that of the Nine-pattern King Artifact, and even touched the level of the Emperor Artifact!"

Chu Xingyun has a very deep understanding of utensil treasures.

The king tool, the innate divine pattern, can use the power of heaven and earth.

As for the imperial weapon, it bears the imperial aura, can suppress the power of heaven and earth, and is overbearing without bounds.

Although the afterglow has no grade or rank, its ultimate sword light can faintly suppress the power of heaven and earth, and even tear it apart. This undoubtedly shows that the afterglow is the pinnacle of the king weapon.

"Luo Yun!"

Just as Chu Xingyun was thinking, a thunderous voice came from a distance.

Chu Xingyun is very familiar with this voice, and it comes from Lei Yuanguang.

Chu Xingyun put away the afterglow and walked towards the outside of the martial arts arena. Just a few steps away, two figures fell in front of him, one was Lei Yuanguang, and the other was Yun Changqing.

The faces of these two people were all in a hurry, which made Chu Xingyun stunned for a while, and asked: "Do you have something to do with me?"

"Did you forget about the sword master ceremony?"

Lei Yuanguang's words made Chu Xingyun look cold and patted his head, he really forgot about it.

Yun Changqing shook his head, looked at Chu Xingyun helplessly, and said: "There is still a moment, and the ceremony will officially begin. This ceremony is extremely important, and even the pavilion master cannot be absent. Come with us."

"Okay!" Chu Xingyun did not hesitate, and immediately nodded in agreement.

Immediately, the three of them swept into the void and left the place quickly.

The place where the Sword Master Ceremony was held was the Wanjian Palace. This palace existed thousands of years ago. It stands on the top of Wanjian Mountain. It is of great significance. Any important matters of Wanjian Pavilion will be announced in this hall.

The three rushed all the way, and it didn't take long before they saw the Wanjian Palace.

At this time, countless figures had gathered outside the Hall of Thousand Swords, their heads were surging, and the momentum was turbulent. The number was probably no less than one hundred thousand, and it looked extremely spectacular.

As for the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, there are only a few thousand people, all of them are outstanding geniuses of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, each of them exudes aura of spiritual power and is proud of everything.

At the head of the hall, Fan Wujie was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, quietly waiting for the time to come.

And on both sides of him, there are sixteen sword masters sitting upright, even the law enforcement lineage of Shenlong who sees the head but not the end, all of them came today,

They were wearing blood-red robes, each of them slowly filled with killing intent.

The leader of the line of law enforcement is a middle-aged man, his face is very similar to Fan Wujie, but on his left cheek, there is a hideous scar, like a cold centipede, which makes his face much more serious.

This person is none other than Fan Wuchen, the younger brother of Fan Wujie.

He also closed his eyes and sat cross-legged quietly, with no fluctuations in his breath, as if today's sword master ceremony had nothing to do with him, and his expression was very indifferent.

"coming!"

At this time, Fan Wujie's eyes suddenly opened, and two words were spit out from his mouth.

The moment the voice fell, more than 100,000 people inside and outside the Ten Thousand Swords Palace were all startled. They looked towards the void, only to see three figures appearing there, continuing to plunder in the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace.

"Unexpectedly, he caught up with him at the last moment." Chang Mingyang looked at the three of Chu Xingyun who were rushing over quickly, and a trace of regret flashed across his face.

The sword master ceremony is of great importance, and no one should delay it.

If at the last moment, Chu Xingyun fails to catch up, it is a violation of the rules and needs to be severely punished.

Seeing Chu Xingyun's delay in coming, Chang Mingyang thought that something happened to him, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, but in the end, Chu Xingyun still came, and at the last moment, he arrived.

"Even if he comes here so what, his fate will still not be easy." Compared to Chang Mingyang's regret, Chang Chixiao was very calm.

He raised his head and lowered his eyes into the void. In his eyes, there was a gloomy brilliance passing by, staring at Chu Xingyun coldly like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

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