Chapter 599

With Tu Jin flying in, Chen Yu felt that his whole body was seized by invisible force and could not escape.

Of course, Chen Yu did not have the idea of struggling. In such a situation, not to mention Zuo Xingzhou and other high-level Jianzong officials, most of them are here, but there is no single Tu Jin that Chen Yu can resist.

In the twinkling of an eye, Tu Jin had arrived at the pool. His mind was open and he oppressed Chen Yu with all his strength, which made Chen Yu shudder.

Under this kind of pressure, although Chen Yu could compete with Xing Hun Jing and Xue Yan Ba Lian Jue, it was totally meaningless, so he didn't want to move at all, just kept his own steady.

On Chen Yu's side, both Mu Su and Xu Yuan's looks changed.

Ximen's view of the water was inexplicable, so he opened his mouth wide and looked puzzled. He didn't understand why Tu Jin suddenly aimed at Chen Yu.

"Chen Yu, where is your sword spirit?" Tu Jin asked sternly.

Under the pressure of Rushan, Chen Yu couldn't breathe well. He opened his mouth but didn't make a sound.

Tu Jin saw Chen Yu speak, but there was no voice, his face was more gloomy, and he grabbed Chen Yu with one hand.

The simple hand contains thousands of changes, which is close to magic power, and directly clasps Chen Yu's skirt.

Chen Yu was still motionless and calm. At this point, he could only give up all his thoughts.

Soon, Chen Yu was easily mentioned by Tu Jin, but Chen Yu talked.

"Master!" From Tu Jin's question, Xu Yuan was also aware of something. He looked surprised and uncertain. He answered for Chen Yu: "brother Chen's sword spirit has been trapped in the pool. Calm down!"

Tu Jin was not impulsive. After hearing Xu Yuan's words, he realized that he was putting too much pressure on Chen Yu. He let go of his hand and restrained his mind.

Chen Yu gasped a little.

"Is that sword spirit yours?" Tu Jin stares at Chen Yu and asks coldly.

Chen Yu smiles and looks behind Tu Jin. He sees Zuo Xingzhou, Rong Qingzhi and the middle-aged woman flying together.

"It's mine!" Chen Yu simply and neatly nodded and said.

At this time, it was meaningless to deny again. What's more, Chen Yu didn't want to give up the black broken sword.

As soon as these words came out, Xu Yuan, who had already speculated, looked shocked.

However, the disciples of Ximen guanshui and other sword spirit academies looked horrified. They didn't know about Chen Yu. They didn't expect that it would be Chen Yu's sword spirit who would stir up the wind wolf in the pool and fight against "Junlin" and "Leixiao".

They especially remember the ridicule and teasing of those sword sect disciples when Chen Yu released the spirit of black broken sword At that time, the black broken sword was so incomplete and inconspicuous that everyone despised it at that time.

"It's you Although Tu Jin had guessed the result, he couldn't help but look slightly changed when he heard Chen Yu admit it.

In Kaiyang Pavilion, when Chen Yu sent out the black broken sword, Tu Jin watched from afar. Although he saw that the black broken sword had something special, he never thought that the black broken sword could be compared with the ancient sword spirits like "Junlin" and "Leixiao". You should know that although ancient sword spirits like "Junlin" and "Leixiao" have gone through thousands of years of decline and weakness, they are no longer as powerful as they used to be, but their spirituality and their original master's life-long sword spirit are still there. In other words, their miracles are still there.

As they spoke, it was the middle-aged woman who followed the boat. Their eyes were like electricity, staring at Chen Yu.

"Chen Yu, is that black evil sword spirit really yours?" The left boat asked in a deep voice.

"Yes At this time, he was calm, Chen Yu nodded and said.

"You take it back from the pool first!" Zuo Xingzhou said coldly, looking at Chen Yu's appearance.

Chen Yu shook his head, "can't take it back!"

"Well?" Left boat eyebrows a pick.

"Chen Yu, don't mistake yourself!" Tu Jin snorted coldly and regained his authority.

Chen Yu shook his head, as if he could not feel Tu Jin's powerful pressure, and said: "master Zuo, after my sword spirit entered the sword spirit pool, I lost control of it. Although I can feel its existence, I can't control it. I can't take it back! "

"How could it be?" Rong Qingzhi said: "since the sword spirit belongs to you, how can you not control it?"

"That's what it is Chen Yu shrugged and said, "Lord Zuo, you elders, it's not good for me to lie at this time!"

On the left side of the boat, he was slightly stunned by the words and looked at the middle-aged woman.

Knowing what Zuo Xingzhou was asking, the middle-aged woman said, "if the wisdom of the sword spirit is high enough, it is possible. Chen Yu, what is the origin of your sword spirit? "

Chen Yu said: "it's from the Wanling Hall of yulingzong. As for the specific origin, I don't know!"

If Tu Jin thought about it, he said, "Chen Yu, it's said that when you entered the hall of ten thousand souls, one of the three clawed red dragons at the top of the heavenly ladder first chose you and then abandoned you. Finally, you were selected by the broken sword. Is that so?"

Hearing this, Chen Yu was surprised by the accuracy of Jianzong's intelligence. He could not refute it. He nodded and said, "it's true!"

"You don't know the origin of your sword spirit? Is there anything else special about it? " The left boat asked in a deep voice.In Chen Yu's perception, the black broken sword moved again in the sword pool.

At this time, the thousands of sword spirits in the sword spirit pool have calmed down.

"There is something special about it. It's very fast and it can cut off the vitality of low-level warriors. I was able to kill Yi Liansheng of Longshou peak because of the power of the sword spirit!" Chen Yu's mind turned quickly, and finally chose to cooperate. He honestly answered the question of Zuo Xingzhou. Of course, he would never mention that the black broken sword had devoured the soul of the sword before.

With Langya sword sect's meticulous intelligence on Yuling sect, Chen Yu could not hide the information about the black broken sword, so he was more generous.

"The sword spirit of the Wanling Hall of yulingzong can devour" shadow "and" Junlin "!" "Is it not the sword spirit of wandaozong era?" he said

Tu Jin and the middle-aged woman frowned at the words.

Shua They are still deliberating. The changes in the Jianling pool are rising again. The water in the pool is rippling and generating waves, and in a twinkling of an eye it becomes a tide.

In the tide of the pool, a huge, but with strange and fierce sense of hegemony, the sword soars and extends, rippling in the sword spirit pool with a sense that it seems to devour and destroy everything.

In the Jianling pool, all the swordsmen were startled by the sword, like birds flying in the forest, breaking through the water one after another.

After the swords flew into the void, they were suspended in the void and did not dare to return to the pool.

Zuo Xingzhou and others, who were interrogating Chen Yu, turned their heads and looked slightly different.

Shuasha, in the hanging sword spirit, more than ten paths flew to the crowd, and fell into the bodies of more than ten warriors.

"Ah The sword spirit is back

The first disciples of Jianzong who lost control of their sword spirit were very surprised. The Lost Sword spirit made them cry with joy.

When the ordinary sword spirits in those sword spirit pools were startled, the water in the pool rippled with ancient vicissitudes and different spirit of sword.

Some of these swords are like dragons rising from the abyss to go straight into the green; some are as hot as fire, which makes the water in the Jianling pool misty; some are as cold as ice, which makes the pool frozen All these attributes conflict with each other, but they are violent and powerful.

Looking around, there are sword shadows flickering in the changing pool water. They seem to be entangled with something, and they seem to be fighting against something.

The left side of the boat was as heavy as water, and his face looked ugly.

"Fierce sword!" The middle-aged woman suddenly took a look at Chen Yu and said.

Tu Jin frowned, looked at Chen Yu and said, "how can the sword spirit be so strong?"

"It engulfs and merges the four swords of shadow, divine wing, King's landing and Leixiao!" The middle-aged woman said, "if you combine the power and powers of the four sword spirits into one, there is no rival in the sword spirit pool. This sword spirit "Fierce

Chen Yu looked at the scene in the pool with a bitter smile. Through the subtle fluctuation of ideas from the black broken sword, Chen Yu knew clearly that the black broken sword was to continue to eat.

This idea of taking the strongest sword spirits in the sword spirit pool as food made Chen Yu scared.

Now, things are getting out of hand.

There are only seven or eight sword shadows left in the Jianling pool. They are hidden by the pool water and can be seen faintly.

Thousands of sword spirits were hanging above the pool. The scene was spectacular, but it was clearly with a sense of fear.

"Kill the boy!" All of a sudden, Rong Qingzhi opened his mouth, his eyes were cold, and said: "after the fierce sword spirit lost his master, the natural flame disappeared!"

Other people looked at Chen Yu one after another, and their looks were quite moving.

"The sword spirit who lost his master is buried in the sword spirit pool!" An old man over the age of sixty also said: "no matter how fierce the sword spirit is, after losing its master, it will be trapped in the sword spirit pool in the end!"

The middle-aged woman frowned and stared at the Jianling pool. She said, "I don't think it's a good way. The fierce sword devours the Jianling. It's out of the master's control. If you kill Chen Yu, it may become even more unbearable!"

"Nothing is absolute!" Zuo Xingzhou also said: "most of the lost swords are annihilated and decayed, but these fierce swords can't be measured by common sense!"

As he spoke, a breath in the pool suddenly declined and began to vanish.

"It's the red dragon sword spirit!" The middle-aged woman said, "its breath has disappeared and it has been swallowed by the fierce sword. Lord, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, the strongest sword spirits in the sword spirit pool will be swallowed by the fierce sword! "

Zuo Xingzhou nodded and said, "master Bai, please do it!"

The middle-aged woman nodded, but there was still a trace of regret and anger in her eyes. She pointed to the storage bag, and a long copper box flew out.

On the top of the copper box, there are countless sword patterns all over the place. The woman's divine sense is put into the box, and those sword patterns are shining.

"All disciples, you can join the sword spirit above the sword spirit pool now!" At this time, Zuo Xingzhou spoke again and said, "remember not to let the sword spirit enter the sword spirit pool!"

Most of the present disciples of Jianzong felt at a loss.Before, Zuo Xingzhou didn't let Xu Jianzong's disciples do it, but now he allows everyone to do it. Many people don't understand why.