Chapter 906: Legend of the Holy Sword

"Oh, what Elder Wan said is true, you won't regret it, right?"

After listening to Wan Chongshan's explanation, Zhang Xing suddenly said.

Wan Chongshan was stunned, but immediately realized that this kid also wanted to try?

"My Wanrenshan has a great reputation and will never regret it. Besides, everyone in the world knows about this, so we can't regret it even if we want to."

"Master Zhang also wants to try?"

Wan Chongshan said with a smile.

The other elders also showed a hint of curiosity, but more of disdain.

"Hehe! Master Zhang, just try it. If you have the ability, just take it. We in Wanren Mountain don't care."

"Yes, Master Zhang's cultivation is superb, there should be no problem."

"In the past, there were many three-star and four-star geniuses who came from afar to try, but they all failed. I think Master Zhang must be better than them."

"What the elders said is that our sect has no chance to own the holy sword. It is a waste to leave it here for a thousand years. It can only deter some villains, and it can't bring out the power of the holy sword at all."

"Then please let Master Zhang show his skills and take the holy sword away. Elders, do you think it's right?"

"Haha... yes, yes, yes!"

"..."

The elders finally found an opportunity to ridicule Zhang Xing. They all looked at him with a playful look and kept provoking Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing ignored their ridicule and showed a weird expression on his face.

He felt that this holy sword was similar to the holy weapon in the Warcraft Forest and the other dimension.

There seemed to be a remnant of divine thought in the holy sword.

And, as soon as he entered the main peak of Wanren Mountain, he felt the existence of this vicissitudes of divine thought.

At that time, he didn't care, thinking that it was just the breath of one of the holy treasures of Wanren Mountain.

But just when he killed three elders and planned to blackmail Wanzhong Mountain and others for a sum of spiritual stones, he vaguely heard the call from the deep mountains.

So, he temporarily gave up asking for spiritual stones and found an excuse to come here.

"Since the elders are so enthusiastic, I won't be polite."

After Zhang Xing finished speaking, he flew up and slowly kept the same height as the huge hilt.

To be honest, he didn't know if he could draw the holy sword.

But he found that it seemed that only he could hear the call in the sword, and no one else responded.

In other words, no one could hear the sound of the sword in the past thousand years.

Or, the holy sword didn't communicate with others at all.

In any case, you will know after trying it.

Zhang Xing stretched out his hand and gestured at the hilt of the sword. His hand was too small, and the hilt was as thick as a bowl, so he couldn't hold it at all.

However, he still held the hilt of the sword with his hand, as if he was holding it on a small tree.

At this moment, the elders who were still laughing at Zhang Xing felt their whole bodies tremble.

"Huh? What's going on? I feel the whole mountain shake, do you feel it?"

The second elder Jiang Yishan asked in confusion.

"I feel like it shakes a little too."

"Me too."

The other dozen elders said they felt it.

Zhang Xing felt it most obviously, he felt it was not the mountain that moved, but the sword.

"It seems to work!"

"Try again!"

Zhang Xing muttered in the lowest voice.

He used a little force with his right hand and lifted it upwards.

"Boom!"

The whole mountain suddenly made a roar and shook obviously.

"What... what's going on?"

The elders stumbled and almost fell, and they all looked at Zhang Xing above the holy sword in surprise.