Chapter 393

Chu Xingyun just stepped into the sword tower, and his face was a little surprised.

From the outside, the pagoda is divided into eight layers, one can see from the inside that there is no hierarchy in the whole tower, and there is nothing inside except the sword.

Thousands of swords, like the stars in the night sky, hang on the walls. Each one of them makes a subtle sound of sword chirping. The swords sound low, but it doesn't look disorderly. Instead, it has a different rhyme.

Chu Xingyun takes back his startled face and walks to the center of the sword tower.

His eyes swept at random and looked at a long sword in front of him.

In front of the long sword, there is a stone tablet. It says: cold cold sword is a low-level magic weapon. The sword gives birth to cold light. It can freeze the spiritual power of heaven and earth into ice chips, which is suitable for the sword meaning of ice.

Chu Xingyun was stunned and turned to look at a purple soft sword on the side. The stone tablet said: the purple blood soft sword ranks at the level of high-level magic weapons. The master of the sword is sharp, soft and flexible, which is suitable for fast sword.

At last, Chu Xingyun also saw a sword of the king's weapon, which was also hanging in the sword tower, and faintly exuded a sharp sword.

"In the tower of swords, there are thousands of swords, but each sword has its own level and characteristics. Even the king's is no exception. Isn't this going to disturb the judgment of those who choose swords?"

The thought flashed in Chu Xingyun's mind. He stretched out his hand and grabbed at the sword.

Buzz!

Before the palm of his hand touched the sword, the sword trembled wildly. The sword gave birth to fire and turned into a raging flame storm. It rushed straight to Chu Xingyun. The hot light reflected his whole body red.

"Scatter!"

A low tone came out of Chu Xingyun's mouth. He clapped his palm forward to disperse the flame storm and held the sword tightly in his hand.

Just now, there is no fire mark on the sword.

"I see!" Chu Xingyun faintly smiles and sends out the sound of enlightenment.

According to the rules of the gate, anyone who has contributed to wanjian Pavilion can step into the sword tower and choose the sword they like.

In this process, people are choosing swords. At the same time, swords are also selecting people.

If the person who chooses the sword fails to get the approval of the sword, he will not be able to subdue the sword weapon, let alone take it away from here.

That's why every sword in the tower has a detailed description. Even the precious King's utensils are placed here without any cover up.

"Choose the sword and choose the sword. The existence of the sword tower is very meaningful." Chu Xingyun rarely praised a word, opened his hand and returned the sword of the king's weapon to the original place.

The sword of King's weapon is epee. It's extremely hot and fierce. Although it's strong, it's not suitable for him.

Chu Xingyun took back his mind, lifted his body into the air, and began to pick it up carefully.

As soon as we selected, it took two hours.

During these two hours, Chu Xingyun saw many swords. Among these swords, there were even a few Royal ones. But in the end, he was not satisfied with them and felt worse.

"The meaning of aurora sword originates from the legendary ancient sword. I'm afraid it's not easy to find a match for it." Chu Xingyun sighed a little and looked up at the sky, but found that there was a light falling down.

Whew!

Chu Xingyun's figure immediately disappeared, came to the place where the light was smeared. His eyes swept, and his brows immediately wrinkled.

That light is a sword.

Strictly speaking, it is a sword with broken tip.

The tip of the sword has been cut off, leaving only a deep section. However, even so, the whole body of the sword is still four feet long. The body of the sword is bright and cold, giving a sense of perfection.

Although the sword is a broken sword, it has no incomplete feeling!

Chu Xingyun stepped forward a few steps, and the spirit power spread forward. At the moment he touched the broken sword, the spirit power was cut into pieces. The cold light was really sharp, which made his hair stand upside down.

What surprised Chu Xingyun even more was that he could not see through the material of the broken sword, which was too hard to describe in words.

"The sword is dark and cold, sharp and incomparable. I have never seen its material. But it is such a sword that the tip of the sword is cut off." Chu Xingyun was more and more frightened. He moved his eyes and glanced sideways.

Beside the broken sword, there is also a stone tablet with a few words written on it: nameless sword, no grade and no grade.

Chu Xingyun's eyes coagulated. This broken sword is not only nameless, but also unknown. It is extremely strange.

As soon as the palm of the hand extended forward, the broken sword immediately uttered an ethereal sword chant. The body of the sword turned into a streamer and fell into Chu Xingyun's hand in an instant. The body of the sword trembled slightly and seemed to be singing in a low voice.

It was at the moment of holding the broken sword that he suddenly felt that there were countless pieces of sword spirit in the body of the broken sword, scattered and weak everywhere."A sword has a spirit. This sword is not simple!" Chu Xingyun said secretly in his heart, and he raised the broken sword.

In an instant, a dazzling brilliance bloomed from the body, integrated into the broken sword, and suddenly stabbed forward.

Hiss!

The white light swept through the air and flashed in a flash in the sword tower. The thousands of sword tools began to sing low at the place where they passed by. The chanting of the sword was dull, like the sound of sobbing obedience, expressing the respect and even fear of the sword.

Chu Xingyun turned his hand again and took back the broken sword.

At the moment, the body of the broken sword is still as bright as snow. The aurora sword moves up and down, as if the whole sword has been integrated into the brilliance. The sword is the light, and the light is the sword, regardless of you and me.

"It's up to you." Chu Xingyun nodded with satisfaction, put away the broken sword, and then walked toward the exit.

Outside the sword tower, Lei Yuanguang is waiting.

Behind him, a sound of foot steps came slowly. He turned his head and saw Chu Xingyun smiling. He said, "you look like this. It must be quite rewarding."

"I think so." Chu Xingyun stopped and responded with a smile.

Lei Yuanguang's face was even more smiling, and reminded him: "if you first get a sword, you need to take a period of time to fully control it. Let's go back now. Don't waste time."

With that, he turned around, but before he stepped half a step, the whole body froze, and the smile on his face slowly faded, and a strong color of disgust floated on his face.

In front of the two, a man in yellow walked quickly. His face was very thin, his facial features were like a rat, and his eyes were moving around, emitting a sly light, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

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