Chapter 475 Daoyan Heavenly Sword presented to the Sword Master
When Chen Banxian came out of the steps again, his face was frighteningly pale, and his body was covered with dense cracks.
The Tao charm all over his body is constantly increasing, and the rules are sublimating, but his body is about to be unable to bear it, and the Tao injuries in his body are getting more serious.
"well……"
He sighed deeply and planned to sacrifice the imperial jar.
If the injury can get better, he won't be forced into a desperate situation and choose one of the last resorts.
But a sword was placed in front of him, posing no murderous intent or threat to him.
A lonely and lonely figure held the sword and faced many ethnic groups.
The Sword Master of Broken Sorrow!
"Young man, don't worry, I will protect you."
In just one sentence, the Sword Master's determination to end his sorrow was stronger than ever.
For a moment, Chen Banxian was in a daze, and a thought that shouldn't have occurred flashed through his mind. Is this person... sick?
But in an instant, he realized that his thoughts were biased, and he felt deeply moved in his heart.
The opponent here is no ordinary person, he is the top force in the entire Fu Domain. To help him fight against him, the cost is very high.
Is Chen Banxian willing to do this for a stranger?
He asked himself, but couldn't find his own answer.
I can walk up another ladder again.
He bowed to the lonely back of the sword master, turned and walked towards the next step.
Watching his back disappear, the faces of all races became ugly.
"Duan Ai, calling you Sword Master is a sign of admiration, but it is not a reason for you to be arrogant!"
The leader of the Hong Beast Clan raised the head of Gu Curse Skin: "We will give you a face and let him go to another level. I hope you will know whether you are good or not in the future."
Volomo narrowed his eyes: "Sword Master Duanmoi, are you going to step into the Saint King? If we stop you, even if you step into the King's Realm, you won't arrive without any injuries, right?"
"bass!"
The only answer to them was the sound of the sword and its increasingly sharp momentum.
The strength of the Sword Master Duanwei continued to increase, and the sword became more and more terrifying, making the eyes of all the tribes present almost unable to open their eyes.
It seemed as if there were countless tiny sword energies interspersing in the air, almost blinding people's eyes.
In the stone chamber, Gai Jiuyou nodded: "This sword master is worthy of being called the sword master of our human race."
He was very satisfied with the other party's behavior. There was no shortage of greedy people in this world, and there was no shortage of clear-minded people, but there was a shortage of foolish people.
He, Gai Jiuyou, counts as one, so does this Sword Master, and so do all the great human emperors throughout the ages.
"To put it bluntly, such people are stupid." The Black Emperor said sarcastically:
"He can protect that kid, but after that, there will no longer be a place for him in the entire Fuyu, and all the top forces will become enemies with him."
"And this is just to cultivate a future genius of the human race?"
"What a big loss."
"Damn dog, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute."
Gai Jiuyou gently stretched out his finger to the Black Emperor and flicked it.
"Woof!"
The big black dog screamed and was stuck into the wall again, unable to move.
This incident was purely self-inflicted and he couldn't blame anyone else. Duan De covered his mouth and snickered. He was too confused to see the current situation clearly.
It seems that many families are targeting Chen Banxian, but now one looks at the genius sword master who is infinitely close to the saint king, Gai Jiuyou, who can regain the power of the quasi-emperor with his extreme burst, and the big boss behind the scenes, Fuxi the Great Emperor Shenjian Nian.
These guys standing here are all the backers of that kid. If you make sarcastic remarks, who are you going to hit?
He thought again of the scene he had seen on Earth before, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique and the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar. He couldn't explain it to this kid.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is a big figure. Even though his current level is still low, his future achievements are limitless. Maybe he will become a quasi-emperor!
Duan De didn't think about great emperors. Great emperors have been so rare throughout the ages. Just Ye Heizi, it's a blessing to have the Holy Body in this era.
When Chen Banxian walked out again, he found that the Sword Master Duanwei was still blocking him.
He stopped everyone at the next stone step and did not allow anyone to get close to him.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the Lei family took action, and Mrs. Lei's leather drum was beaten. The monks who were approaching found that their hearts seemed to be out of control, and they wanted to stop, but they couldn't raise their strength at all.
"bass!"
There was a sound of sword sound, and the tremor of the broken skin drum was heard. The tip of Sword Master Duanwei trembled, and the veins on his arm popped out.
Obviously, he was under a lot of pressure to accept this drumbeat. After all, it was a quasi-imperial weapon, so it was normal for him to be unable to withstand it.
"Duan Ai, you are seeking death!"
Mrs. Lei focused her eyes and struck the divine drum again.
But suddenly a hand grabbed her, preventing her from tapping.
Sha Meng glared at her: "Tell me clearly where you threw Yang'er, or in which direction!"
"Sha Meng, are you sick?" Mrs. Lei was furious, but couldn't take action for a while.
There is no way to tell the winner in a short period of time, and Sha Meng's fighting power is simply not bad.
"The Lei family can't count on it." The Volo Demon from the Fu family pushed Bagua and swung the word towards the Sword Master Duanwei!
"Sword Master, you insist on going against us, then you can't blame me."
The word "Dui" turns into a pair of scissors, breaking everything, and the Taoist charm it exudes is scary.
The sword master raised his sword to resist, displayed exquisite sword skills, and struck the sky. Endless snowflakes fluttered with his sword, and the sword tips flew one after another.
The collision lasted only a moment, Dui Zi turned back, the scissors fell, and the sword master's long sword was also withdrawn.
The void became slightly quiet, and the snowflakes falling all over the sky suddenly broke off.
"when!"
The long sword in the sword master's hand was broken in the middle and was destroyed by Dui Zi. He used the holy soldiers to fight against the quasi-emperor soldiers, but it was broken helplessly.
This made the Sword Master Duanwei lose his momentum. The most taboo thing among swordsmen was the sword in his hand, which contained everything about them.
Now that the long sword is broken, it basically means that its path is broken.
The compass fell on Volo Mo's hand, and he said loudly: "Duan Ai, you can retreat on your own. Considering your status, our Fu family will not embarrass you."
Is a sword master who has broken his sword still called a sword master?
The Sword Master Duanwei looked at the broken sword in his hand and did not back down.
"I am Duan Mie, so I use the Broken Sword, which is just right."
His originally low aura suddenly rose sharply, making many races horrified.
An ancient tribesman lamented: "The human race is really magical. The weak are like ants, but the strong are always strong. The more they are suppressed, the more powerful they become."
This is what happened to the Sword Saint of Duan Ai now. He held the broken sword in his hand, and his momentum began to soar again, and his Taoist heart became stronger and stronger as he was broken.
"Okay, what a human sword master to cut off the mourning!" The leader of the Hong Beast Clan would not be merciful, and many ancient tribes worked together to activate the Great Sage's skin and take action quickly.
As soon as it moved, the heaven and earth Dao Yun moved with it, trying to bend the half-broken sword.
The sword master raised his sword, and in an instant it seemed that a world of swords was created. When the shadow fell, it seemed like there was another moment of shock.
But after one blow, the remaining half of the Sword Master's sword was broken.
"puff!"
Duanwei Sword Master's face was as pale as Chen Banxian's, blood spurted out, and he was wounded again.
However, his momentum still did not fade. He threw away the broken sword with only the handle left, and turned the sword into a sword.
"Tsk, Sword Master, the next thing to break is your hand."
The Hong Beast Clan Leader's laughter was full of murderous intent, but he was a little hopeful, hoping that the people in front of him would not give up.
This would not only kill a future genius, but also cut off the backbone of the human race.
Chen Banxian took a deep breath and held out his hands to the lonely figure.
"Senior Duan Ai, please get out of the way, Ban Xian has his own methods."
His eyes were moved, this dedication was so touching.
"You go through the barrier."
The sword master only had these four words, still standing in front of him.
The next second, there was a crisp tearing sound.
That was... Sword Master Duan Ai entering the Saint King realm.
Chen Banxian took a deep breath and said seriously: "Today's kindness will be kept in my heart."
He looked at the hilt of the sword on the ground, picked it up, turned around and stepped onto the stone steps.
Stepping out again, he held the hilt of the sword with a pale face, and the Sword Master of Duanwei broke into the king's realm.
During this process, the Fu family and the ancient clan launched successive sneak attacks, which severely injured him. Although he entered the fifth level of Xiantai, he was left with irreversible injuries.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the sword in front of him is riddled with holes. It is sharp but has no toughness and can easily break and shatter.
Even so, the Sword Master pointed to the sword, and one after another received the Great Sage's skin, the Quasi-Emperor Compass.
Even the Heavenly Mandate Sect was interfering. The Heavenly Mandate Scroll made him cough up blood one after another, and his injuries became more serious with each attack.
Chen Banxian remained silent and stepped into the world again.
He held the sword hilt tightly and failed to find what he wanted after eight stone steps. After reaching the ninth step, he entered a world of purple flames.
"found it!"
The joy in his eyes flashed away, here is the casting technique!
The entire world is a tornado, the heat is scorching the living at any time, and the embryos of magical weapons are wandering in the void wantonly.
There was no pavilion in front of him, only a casting platform a hundred feet high, with purple flames simmering inside.
Apparently, he grabbed the divine weapon embryo from the void and forged it, but he did not choose any divine weapon embryo.
Instead, he took out the broken hilt and melted it into molten iron.
The Sword Master Duan Ai was so kind to him, and he shed blood for him at this time, just to preserve the future of the human race, so he had to repay it.
"Buzz!"
He took out the Daoyan Heavenly Gold, leaving only a little to increase his enlightenment, and placed the rest on the forging platform.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the whole world shook, and a fire dragon hung down.
This is when Zhenjing noticed the material of the imperial soldiers and took the initiative to lower the sky fire to help with the drill.
The sky seemed to be helping him. Chen Banxian's eyes lit up and he forged quickly.
He imitated the long sword of Duan Ai Sword Master before, casting its shape, and also cast it using the hexagram gold technique of the disciples of the Qi Peak of the Taoist Sect in his memory.
It was smoother than ever before. He felt like a divine help at this moment. It must be the effect of Daoyan Heavenly Gold, stirring up the thunder and fire in the sky and constantly swinging the hammer.
Gradually, a sword was about to take shape. At the critical moment, he took out a silver tooth from his arms.
"The Sword Master will definitely not be able to return to Fuyu. I will turn around and take him to Baihu City to become a swordsmanship teacher."
I don't believe he would refuse such a huge love.
Refining the silver teeth into the tip of the sword, it was covered with indestructible properties. In an instant, the sky shook.
If you look up, you can see thunder and calamity rolling in the sky of Fuyu!
He is not even an imperial soldier, but he can cause thunder disaster, which is extremely terrifying.
In the stone chamber, Gai Jiuyou looked at Emperor Fuxi. Just now, he noticed a special Taoist charm hanging down the stone steps.
At this time, Lei Jie Tiancheng landed directly on the stone steps.
The emperor gently waved his hand to let the thunder calamity disperse.
"This divine weapon cannot survive the emperor's calamity."
Although the material is that of an imperial weapon, the Taoist charm on it and the lack of cultivation of the sword holder make it impossible for it to become an imperial weapon. Instead, it will be damaged by thunder.
In this case, it is better not to cross.
Gai Jiuyou knew that this was Emperor Fuxi's move. Rather than being refined by Chen Banxian, it was better said that it was refined by Emperor Fuxi.
The Emperor was moved by the dedication of the Sword Master Duanwei, and specially gave him a divine sword.
The thunder calamity dissipated, and the Daoyan Heavenly Golden Sword flew out from the fire. All the blazing heat dissipated in an instant, leaving only the endless Dao charm and sharpness.
Chen Banxian was overjoyed and reached out to touch it, but found that he couldn't hold it.
The sword roared for a moment, telling him that he was not qualified.
This sword has been channeled and can be called the Daoyan Heavenly Sword. As a last resort, he could only use the emperor jar to hold it.
"You have relied on the Jida Emperor's soldiers since you were born. You are quite capable."
He teased leaving the situation.
"Boom!"
Outside, as soon as they went out, they saw the Sword Master Duan Mourning coughing up blood and flying backwards. The dense cracks on his body were more fragile than broken porcelain.
Three weapons that were comparable to the quasi-emperor's soldiers attacked him crazily, one after another. No matter how defiant the Sword Master was, he couldn't resist it.
His body was covered with blood-colored flames, burning his life essence to increase his combat power. In a short period of time, his hair was covered with snow.
"Hey! Juggernaut."
Chen Banxian walked over with a smile on his face: "Is it okay?"
The Duanwai Sword Master gave a bitter smile and stood up, clutching his chest. There was a terrifying Dao rhyme on it, which weakened his combat power.
"My little friend, I'm afraid I can't protect you anymore." Sword Master Duan Ai said regretfully:
"If I keep my long sword, who can kill me?"
It's a pity that when his sword was broken, the sword master didn't have a sword. How could he be a saint?
"Senior, you can protect me."
Chen Banxian opened the lid of the imperial jar as if offering a treasure, revealing the sharpness inside.
He glanced at the various races present: "Let them see how terrifying the sword master in his full glory is."
The emperor jar temporarily sealed the sharpness of the Daoyan Heavenly Sword, which made many people confused.
"At the end of the road, I give you the last time to speak!"
The leader of the Tianyu Sect has his hands behind his back, and in the Tianyu Sect, he is in an invincible position.
"It's such a pity. Originally, we were able to solve the problem peacefully, but in the end, you have to seek your own death."
Volomo shook his head and sighed: "I am really heartbroken for being a human being."
"I bother!"
Chen Banxian spat out a mouthful of phlegm: "You still have the nerve to say that you are from the human race, but you join forces with a foreign race to besiege my fellow human race. You are really bringing shame to your ancestors!"
He talked about Emperor Fuxi: "Your ancestor Fuxi's achievements shocked the world, blessed all living beings, opened up Yin and Yang, created numerical mysteries, and left behind countless treasures. What an unrivaled emperor he was."
"It's a pity that God is not open to his eyes. His descendants did not inherit any good things and continued to deplete the blessings of their ancestors."
"Hmph! You dare to talk about your ancestors, you are really disrespectful!" Volomo snorted coldly and did not refute.
He couldn't argue.
Chen Banxian looked at the Fenghua family again: "You are all descendants of the Great Emperor, and you behaved recklessly and allowed your fellow clansmen to make huge mistakes without showing any signs of it. You are just a shrinking spectator, and you have not left any trace of the Emperor's character. Bah, I will do it for you." blush."
Fenghua looked away, this was the tomb of his ancestors, he didn't dare to say anything.
Chen Banxian refused to listen. Although he was severely injured, it did not prevent him from scolding:
"And your Tianyu Sect, who gave you a stable life? Showing love to the emperor, not doing the emperor's business, only thinking about fighting for treasures and profits, selfish!"
Volomo sneered: "Whatever you say, who else here can protect you except the dying Sword Master of Sorrow?"