Chapter 396

Hearing the word "canguang", the body of the sword trembled more strongly, and the sword chanted loudly, showing a trace of joy.

As Chu Xingyun said, the current residual light is not the broken sword of that day. It has been reborn and erased all traces of the past.

Residual light, is its name, but also the beginning of new life!

Chu Xingyun stroked the sword body of canguang, and his mind moved. He left the inner space in an instant and walked towards the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena, located on the mountainside of the peak, is a vast open space.

Above the open space, stands a black wooden pile. In the sunlight, the wooden pile reflects a metallic luster. Each one is filled with a heavy breath, which seems unable to be destroyed.

These wooden posts are dark dark wood, extremely hard, not to mention their weight, but also very terrible, each of which weighs up to 100000 Jin, which can withstand the crazy bombardment of the powerful.

Chu Xingyun stood in the center of the martial arts arena, staring coldly at the dark wooden post in front of him. With his right hand, he held the hilt of the residual light lightly. He did not move, and the sword did not sound. It seemed that he fell into absolute silence.

Whoa!

At this time, a breeze swept by.

Chu Xingyun's body moved.

I saw him take a step lightly, swing his right arm and stab the residual light to the front.

Whew!

A touch of dazzling brilliance blooms, fleeting in the void.

This brilliance, too fast, only in a flash, swept through the void, fast as if never appeared.

Chu Xingyun will slowly recover the residual light, the corner of the mouth, floating up a smile.

A low roar sounded. At the moment when Chu Xingyun collected his sword, the black Xuan wooden pile in front of him was broken and cut off by the waist. The broken wood fell to the ground. The terrible weight made the whole arena tremble.

Then look at the fracture, neat and smooth, there is no roughness.

"It is worthy of being a sword of light born from heaven and earth. After being reborn, it can breathe out the ultimate sword light. This sword light is quite different from the legendary ancient sword. The light master is sharp and extremely fierce. It is absolutely killing and killing everything with one light!"

Chu Xingyun issued a satisfied voice.

In his memory, he had seen the fighting style of the legendary ancient sword with his own eyes.

The legendary ancient sword represents the ultimate light. With one sword, there are thousands of sword shadows. Even Chu Xingyun can't see clearly. The only feeling is that the sword shadow condenses into the tide of light, which can completely annihilate everything.

The ultimate sword light just now does not belong to the legendary ancient sword. It is a magical power derived from the rebirth of residual light.

This sword light also represents the extreme, but there is only one light and shadow of its sword.

A light, a shadow, cut everything!

"Although the tip of the sword has been broken and gone through a thousand years of silence, the power contained in the residual light is still so terrible. With only 70% of my strength, I can easily cut the black Xuan wooden post."

Chu Xingyun recalled the feeling just now, and his eyes gradually became fierce. He said to himself, "if I do my best, even if it's the Yang Gang Qi of a strong heavenly spirit, I can easily cut it off, causing terrible lethality."

"In terms of grade, the power of residual light is no less than that of the nine pattern King ware, and even has touched the level of imperial ware!"

Chu Xingyun has a profound understanding of the treasures of utensils.

It's a kind of artifact. It can use the power of heaven and earth.

The emperor's utensils are full of imperial spirit and can suppress the power of heaven and earth.

Although there is no grade and rank of residual light, its ultimate sword light can suppress the power of heaven and earth, and even tear it apart. This undoubtedly shows that residual light is the peak of King's ware.

"Luoyun!"

Just as Chu Xingyun was thinking, a voice like thunder came from afar.

This sound, Chu Xingyun is very familiar with, impressively comes from Lei Yuanguang.

Chu Xingyun put away the residual light and walked outside the martial arts arena. Just a few steps away, two figures fell down in front of him, one was Lei Yuanguang, the other was Yun Changqing.

These two people's faces, are with the color of urgency, let Chu Xingyun Leng next, ask: "you look for me to have something to do?"

"Did you forget about the sword Lord ceremony?"

Lei Yuanguang's words, let Chu Xingyun look a Lin, patted the head, he really forgot this matter.

Yun Changqing shook his head, helplessly looked at Chu Xingyun, and said, "there is still a moment. The ceremony will officially begin. This ceremony is extremely important. Even the pavilion leader can't be absent. Please follow us quickly."

"Good!" Chu Xingyun did not hesitate, immediately nodded to agree.

Then, three people plunder the void, quickly left here.

The venue of the ceremony is wanjian hall, which existed thousands of years ago and stands on the top of wanjian mountain. It is of great significance. All important matters of wanjian Pavilion will be announced here.

The three of them plundered all the way, and before long, they saw the wanjian hall.

At this time, outside the wanjian hall, there were countless people gathered. Their heads were surging and their momentum was booming. The number of people was afraid to be no less than 100000. It looked extremely spectacular.As for wanjian hall, there are only a few people, only a thousand people. All of them are outstanding talents of wanjian Pavilion. Everyone exudes aura of spiritual power and is proud of things.

At the head of the hall, Brahma was sitting with his eyes closed, waiting for the time to come.

On both sides of him, there are 16 sword masters sitting on their sides. All of them have arrived today. They are dressed in blood red robes, and everyone is slowly filled with a sense of killing.

The leader of the law enforcement line is a middle-aged man, whose face is very similar to that of Brahma. However, there is a ferocious scar on his left cheek, like a cold centipede, which makes his face more and more intense.

This man is the younger brother of Vatican Wuchen and Vatican without robbery.

He also closed his eyes and sat quietly. His breath did not fluctuate. It seemed that today's sword Lord ceremony had nothing to do with him, and his manner was very indifferent.

"Coming!"

At this time, Vatican's eyes suddenly opened, and the words of the two words came out of his mouth.

As soon as the voice dropped, more than 100000 people inside and outside the wanjian hall were all shocked. They looked at the void, but there were three figures emerging, which were continuing to steal towards the direction of wanjian hall.

"Unexpectedly, he caught up with him at the last moment." Chang Mingyang looks at the three people of Chu Xingyun who are quickly plundered, and a trace of regret flashes on his face.

The ceremony of sword master is of great importance. No one can delay it.

If Chu Xingyun fails to catch up with him at the last moment, it is a violation of the door rules and requires severe punishment.

Seeing Chu Xingyun's tardiness, Chang Mingyang thought that something had happened to him, and he was secretly pleased. But in the end, Chu Xingyun came. At the last moment, he could have arrived.

"Even if he comes here, his fate will not be better." Compared with Chang's regret, Chang Chixiao is calm.

He raised his head and lowered his eyes into the void. In his eyes, there was a cold light passing by, just like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, and staring at Chu Xingyun coldly.

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