Ye Chen listened carefully to the Dragon singing in the air. He found that the Dragon singing came from the sharp blade in his hand. Ye Chen blew the dust off the sword and put the sword in his ear.
He heard that there seemed to be an angry soul roaring in the sword. The Dragon chant was not as dignified as usual, but full of anger, reluctance, and even a trace of hostility.
Ye Chen quickly put down the sword. When he heard the sound clearly, he suddenly felt an infinite killing intention in his heart, as if the sword had infected his emotions to himself.
Ye Chen took a deep look at the sword, and then he went to other places, but his heart could not be calm for a long time. The sword had a great impact on him.
He never thought he could see such a sharp blade in the mortal Arsenal. The killing intention and hostility on this sword exceeded Ye Chen's imagination. He was not sure he could control this sword.
Helpless, ye Chen can only continue to wander in the arsenal, but no matter how many weapons he has seen, he still thinks about the sword in his heart.
The impact of the sword on Ye Chen was so great that he couldn't forget it for a long time. Although the sword may not be very easy to control, ye Chen still couldn't forget it.
After all, people's desire for power is endless. Ye Chen needs a powerful weapon to deal with all kinds of possible situations.
He knew that if he joined the westbound, he would certainly upgrade the difficulties on the westbound road. Although the 81 difficulties would not change, who would know if there would be several more powerful monsters than those in the book in the future?
Ye Chen went to the corner again. He picked up the sword again, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. However, the light in the weapon warehouse was not enough, and he couldn't see the sword completely.
So ye Chen simply walked out of the arsenal with the sword. At the moment, Wei Zheng was still waiting outside the arsenal. Seeing ye Chen coming out, he glanced at the sword in Ye Chen's hand, but then Wei Zheng was stunned.
"This sword... Where did you find it?" When Wei Zheng saw the sword, he immediately went to Ye Chen. He took the sword in Ye Chen's hand and looked at it carefully.
"It was in a corner of the arsenal. At that time, I seemed to see its position flash, so I found it." Ye Chen answered Wei Zheng honestly.
"Well, well, it seems that the sword has chosen its master for itself." Wei Zheng nodded again and again, his eyes full of relief.
"Lord Wei, have you seen this sword?" Ye Chen saw Wei Zheng's eyes and knew that Wei Zheng must have seen this sword. Maybe he had used it.
"I've seen it in my dream." Wei Zheng said and returned the sword to Ye Chen. "To tell you the truth, general ye, this sword was the sword I held when I cut the Dragon King of Jinghe River in my dream."
"What?!" Ye Chen was surprised, "that... That sword I can't take. It belongs to Lord Wei." Ye Chen waved his hand again and again and dared not see the sword handed by Wei Zheng.
"Ha ha, general Ye is worried too much. This sword is not the other sword. This sword is only similar in shape. Its God is far inferior to the sharp blade that can cut dragons. However, it seems that there is a spirit in this sword. It should also be a good sword that has cut gods."
"I see." Ye Chen took the handle of the sword carefully. "In this case, it's better to name the sword dragon chopping sword. It can be regarded as an auspicious request from Lord Wei."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Wei Zheng smiled. "I hope this sword can help general Ye cut off evil spirits in the world and help master Xuanzang get the Scripture."