Chapter 2314 Drawing the Sword

The arrogant swordsman failed, and this time the sword cultivator who was ready to make a move gave up the idea. The broken sword cannot be pulled out, and one may be killed on the spot if he is not careful.

"Haha, let Wang give it a try," Wang Hao flew high into the sky, flicked his sleeves, and a looming shadowless sword flew out and was inserted into the sword platform.

The Shadowless Sword trembled, causing stronger fluctuations. Many monks were unable to control the spiritual swords in their hands, and looked at Wang Hao and the Shadowless Sword with horrified expressions.

"This... this is a Tongtian Lingbao, and it is a Tongtian Lingbao of extremely high quality!"

A late-stage god-transformation monk showed a look of astonishment on his face. Duilan Star, for some reason, surpassed the ordinary low-level immortal cultivating stars, but it did not contain many high-level spiritual materials. In addition, there was a lack of high-level weapon refiners. It is rare to find Tongtian Lingbao in the world, and the few that are available are low-grade Tongtian Lingbao.

And what about the Shadowless Sword? The power of the combined sword array exceeds that of ordinary top-grade Tongtian Lingbao, and the lowest quality of a single sword is a mid-grade Tongtian Lingbao.

Wang Hao's move shocked not only the tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the square, but also Lan Tianyue and others who were hiding, with expressions of horror on their faces.

There are currently three monks in the early stage of Void Refining in the Lan family, who control five heaven-reaching spiritual treasures. This is on the surface, but they actually hide one more, which is a middle-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasure that has been passed down for millions of years.

Even if the Lan family encountered great difficulties, they would not easily use the middle-grade Heavenly Spiritual Treasure.

And Wang Hao threw it away casually, as if he didn't care, so how could he not let them think too much?

"Ancestor, could this person come from the rumored spiritual world? What he has taken is a middle-grade Tongtian Spiritual Treasure,"

Next to Lan Tianyue, a girl whispered that Lan Tianyue was the older generation of the Lan family. She was the future of the Lan family. Her name was Lan Xinying, and she had only been in the Void Refining Stage for two hundred years.

"It's hard to judge, but the interface the other party is in must be stronger than us. When I contacted him just now, I saw how contemptuous he was. This was not something he did intentionally, but the momentum he cultivated unconsciously after being in a high position for a long time. , maybe he can suppress the cultivation. In their eyes, we are just like ants. "

Lan Tianyue said slowly that he was not sure about Wang Hao's origin. He could only confirm that Wang Hao was not from this world.

"Ancestor, it's time to think clearly about our options. What should we do if he is from the spirit world? What should we do if he is just a top monk at the same level as us?"

Lan Xinying stared at Wang Hao, trying to see something.

"If you are from the spirit world, this will be the day when my Lan family takes off. But Xiaoying, don't ever think that others will give you benefits for no reason. All of this comes with a price."

Lan Tian's face became more and more worried. If it really connected with the spirit world, the Lan family would be reduced from the top of the world to the unknown bottom. It is estimated that the geniuses in the family would not be able to keep it, and would be divided up by those famous sects.

This is a very common thing. The monks in the spiritual world only have high cultivation, but they are still preying on the weak.

But who doesn’t have a progressive heart? Lan Jiawo can be the king and hegemon in this world, but the upper limit is only the ancestor of Lianxu, who has a lifespan of more than ten thousand years.

Unable to break through the middle stage of Void Refining, they would not be able to survive the fourth great tribulation.

"Relying on the strong is the way to survive. Ancestor, our Lan family may need to make some changes. At present, there is only a weak connection between the two worlds. There should not be too many people who can cross the border. We still have time."

Lan Xinying is only over a thousand years old. She does not want to die in this world guarding the dilapidated Lan family. She longs to see the scenery higher up.

Lan Tianyue shook his head and said seriously: "Xiao Ying, if this person is really from the spirit world and there is a big force behind him, we may not be able to decide the matter."

Lan Xinying was startled when she heard this, and then sighed with relief. The Lan family ruled the world, and no one disobeyed her orders. Her ideas could always be realized, but obviously, things were going to change in the future, and she could no longer do so. The strong consider themselves to be strong, and we should think about how the weak and weak forces survive.

At this time, Wang Hao had already landed on the sword platform, with a faint smile on his face, observing the broken sword.

"Who is this senior? Why have I never seen him before?"

"I haven't seen it either, and I don't think it's from the Lan family. The monks from the Lan family have already drawn their swords!"

"Hmph, what do you know? This senior has just arrived. I just saw him fighting with several seniors from the Lan family. I think this senior has the best chance of pulling out the divine sword!"

"What? You fought against the seniors of the Lan family, did you win or lose?"

"It's hard to say. My cultivation level is too low. I just felt dazzled and the sword light was dazzling. I didn't see the specific combat situation at all. But this senior can come and draw the sword, so his strength is obviously not too low."

Everyone was speechless immediately. They talked together for a long time but nothing was said!

Wang Hao just observed for a moment and did not hesitate for too long. He walked over gently, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and pulled it out with all his strength under the watchful eyes of the monks!

A clear sword cry sounded, and the sword hilt was slowly raised, revealing the broad sword body. But soon, a strong suction force applied to the sword body, and the broken sword sank again, trying to retract into the sword platform!

"Ah, can't this senior do the same? With such a high level of cultivation, he can't pull out the divine sword even if he uses the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure? Who is the divine sword waiting for?"

"Hey, it seems that the divine sword cannot be pulled out!"

"It's no pity. Rumor has it that this is the spiritual sword left by Patriarch Yingtian. He shattered the void and ascended to enlightenment. As the old man's spiritual sword, how can it be pulled out casually?"

After Wang Hao's first attempt, it was obvious that these people were not optimistic about him. After all, according to past experience, the first time to draw the sword is the easiest, and it will become more and more difficult later!

Even if Wang Hao is a cultivator of refining emptiness, it is not surprising to fail!

"So that's it. This sword is not impossible to draw, but it is originally integrated with the sword platform!"

Wang Hao snorted lightly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. What spiritual sword platform is just a scam. Some people try to use this method to cultivate swords. Those spiritual swords left here will become the nourishment of this so-called magic sword!

The sword energy in his body surged wildly, and a monstrous sword intent emerged. The five-color sword energy emerged out of thin air, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was deafening.

Countless sword energies made sword sounds, piercing the eardrums. Tens of thousands of sword cultivators' flying swords lost control and were drawn into it, forming a huge sword dragon swimming in the sky!

No matter how the owner of the flying sword controls it, he cannot retract his flying sword. Those who forcefully control it even suffer serious internal injuries!

The sword dragon flew down from the sky, and when it passed over the Spirit Sword Platform, it suddenly raised its head. For a moment, countless flying swords inserted on the sword platform also flew up.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao shouted, "Get up!"

A dazzling golden light flashed, and Wang Hao pulled out the broken sword with both hands.

Less than seven inches of this sword remained, rusty, with golden and red runes lingering on the sword body, which was extraordinary in power. The fracture was very neat, as if it was cut off by some sharp weapon!