Hearing Shen Mingqi's words, the surroundings became quiet. They also wanted to know what the name of this divine sword was?

Lu Yingzhou glanced at Shen Mingqi. The next second, the bloody sword stood in front of Shen Mingqi, and three cold and glittering words also reflected in his sight.

At the same time, Lu Yingzhou's voice also sounded in his ear, "bloody sword!"

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of inverted inhalation sounded all around!

"My mother, it's a bloody sword! No wonder it also emits the smell of destroying heaven and earth!"

"It is said that the bloody sword has been soaked in blood for a long time, so it is naturally bloodthirsty. Once the bloody sword comes out, it will drink blood!"

"Although the weeping Blood Sword is not one of the eight evil swords, its power is far beyond ordinary weapons."

"Don't you think Lu Yingzhou after being possessed by the devil matches the bloody sword very well?"

"Any ghost is good. All I know is that Lu Yingzhou has got a divine spirit instrument, and Yunmen also has the power of divine spirit instruments."

Compared with the voice of envy and jealousy after shock around, Shen Mingqi's mood at this moment is very complex, first excited, then shocked, and finally complex.

Yes, his mood is complicated.

Bloody sword, the divine spirit weapon Lu Yingzhou got was bloody sword!

Why is it the bloody sword?

Lu Yingzhou on the opposite side naturally noticed the complex color of Shen Mingqi's eyes. His sword eyebrows were slightly picked, and his heart was full of doubts, but he didn't ask much at the moment.

"Uncle Qi, let's go!"

"Good!" Shen Mingqi nodded, then continued, "put away the bloody sword!"

When the sound fell, Lu Yingzhou stood on his horse and said, "don't accept it. The blood crying sword is not an evil spirit weapon. I'll take it back to the inn like this."

He wants everyone to know that the owner of the bloody sword is Lu Yingzhou.

Shen Mingqi moved his lips, but thought of Lu Yingzhou's temperament now, he didn't say a word.

Then Lu Yingzhou and Shen Mingqi left the sword club with envy and jealousy.

Ye feiran noticed the change of Shen Mingqi's expression and asked with an eyebrow, "mentor Yan, what's the problem with this bloody sword?"

Solemnly glanced at the bloody sword in Lu Yingzhou's hand, then stroked his beard and said, "in fact, the bloody sword is also a evil sword. Although it recognizes Lu Yingzhou as the main, if Lu Yingzhou can't control it, it will control Lu Yingzhou.

According to ancient records, one of the owners of the bloody sword was turned against the guest by the bloody sword. Because the bloody sword was naturally bloodthirsty, it killed many innocent people.

Finally, many experts on the mainland spontaneously organized to kill this man, and together they sent the bloody sword back to the ten thousand sword tomb.

Therefore, even though the weeping Blood Sword is a divine weapon, it is not liked by people like other divine swords, but the weeping Blood Sword will not easily recognize the Lord.

Now it chooses Lu Yingzhou as its main choice. Naturally, it is because of Lu Yingzhou's ability. I hope Lu Yingzhou will not be turned into a guest by the bloody sword. "

Hearing Yan Zheng's detailed explanation, ye feiran couldn't help glancing at the Qingyou sword in Najie. If she didn't avenge the elders of Jimo Qing, I'm afraid Qingyou sword would find a way to turn away from the guest!

Yan Zheng guessed what ye feiran was thinking at this time.

He looked up at ye feiran and said, "we will tell you in detail about the eight evil swords."

Ye feiran nodded slightly. Even if she didn't say it, she would ask. After all, she knew nothing about the eight evil swords.

Suddenly, Yan Zheng thought of something and continued, "little leaf, you will have a sword meeting again at that time. The Fengyun third team can't lose you, can't you!"

Hearing the speech, ye feiran understood for a moment and said with a smile, "OK!"

The next day, Tang Mengtong and Nalan Weiran go to fight, and ye feiran doesn't appear in the Shura arena as mufei for the first time.

Of course, even so, she still wears a mask.

As for Yunchen, Jiang yinghan, Han Xize, pastoral and situ Yu, all of them went to the sword club. In addition to Yan Zheng, they were accompanied by Xia Lingqing, Gu Wenhua, Fang Tuo and Hua Moli.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately became the focus of the whole audience.

"Tut, solemnly, you're here again!" Old Feng tutted softly.

Yan Zheng glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "I will come not only today, but also tomorrow until the wanjian tomb is closed.

Old man Feng, didn't you say yesterday that everyone didn't go in the ten thousand sword tomb once, and there was a soul sword to choose from. Can you go in more times?

I think the disciples have a spirit sword, so I must come every day. "

Seeing that Yan Zheng said so righteously, old man Feng was a little confused for a moment. Finally, he had to nod and agree, "old man Yan, you're right, and I want to do the same. I hope the five younger generations of Fengming villa can get a spirit sword, no matter what level."

Anyway, the spirit sword that can enter the ten thousand sword tomb is not ordinary.

Listen to the speech, the corners of Yan Zheng's mouth evoke a slight imperceptible radian. It's better for more people to come every day like him. In this way, it's not easy for people who want to find out who got the evil sword.

At this time, Qin Bai and a group of elders of the sword Association came out.

Qin Bai glanced at the people around him and announced, "cough... As more and more people want to enter the ten thousand sword tomb, our sword Association discussed it and decided to draw lots to decide who will enter the ten thousand sword Tomb every day. So, young people, let's see your luck."

As soon as the voice fell, many people around made a voice of protest, but Qin Bai thought they had heard nothing. It was not an ordinary autocracy.

What's more depressing is that people can do nothing but protest. They can only complain and swear. The younger generation still don't forget to pray for their luck.

Next, Yunchen, Jiang yinghan, Han Xize, pastoral and situ Yu entered wanjianzhong at the same time.

As time passed, ye feiran watched Tang Mengtong's fight, Nalan Weiran's fight, and then won a lot of money.

"Xiaoye, shall we go to the sword club or go back to the inn now?" Nalan Wei Ran asked.

Ye feiran raised her eyes and looked at the sky, "of course, she's going to the sword club."

More than half of the time has passed since Yunchen and them entered the wanjian tomb, but no heaven and earth phenomena have occurred. She wants to see what's going on.

"Then let's hurry!" Tang Mengtong's tone was a little worried.

Tang Mengtong and Nalan Weiran are naturally worried that there has been no heaven and earth vision for so long.

When the three of Ye feiran just came to the sword club, a vision of heaven and earth finally happened over the sword club.

The same red light shines directly into the sky, and then emits a breath of destruction!

"Shit, another evil sword is here!"

"How do you know it's a evil sword? Yesterday was not a evil sword, but a bloody sword!"

"This is Tianshan evil sword, one of the eight evil swords!"

Hearing this, ye feiran looked at each other, and the corners of her lips made a slight imperceptible arc. She was sure that it was one of Yunchen.

In the ten thousand sword tomb, the shepherd looked at the Tianshan sword in his hand, and the radian of his mouth kept rising.

As soon as he entered the ten thousand sword tomb, like ye feiran and them, he practiced his sword skills from beginning to end, and then Tianshan sword chose him.

Divine spirit weapon!

The pastoral caresses the body of Tianshan sword with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes. He really never dreamed that he would be chosen by the divine sword one day!

"Follow the little leaf and you can really eat and drink spicy!"

Yunchen, Jiang yinghan, Han Xize and situ Yu naturally saw this vision of heaven and earth, and they were inevitably a little worried, but they soon calmed down and continued to practice swordsmanship.

Time passed slowly, and the day was about to end, but there was still nothing in the wanjian tomb.