Chapter 1202

From the beginning of the bright light, the three people's eyes were all focused on the weak light. They watched the light getting brighter and brighter, and finally became dazzling.

The originally empty deep well finally showed its true appearance after Yang Chen's forbidden formula. A huge sword, which almost extends from the bottom of the well to the well head, shows a bright shadow, and then appears in front of the three.

The sharp and incomparable sword power can be felt even without touching. The sword power in the sky is crisscross and crisscross. The whole mountain top seems to suddenly become sharper. The birds that are still tens of miles away dare not even fly in this direction, as if there is something that makes them extremely horrible.

All of this, the three people in the cave can't know for the moment. Everyone's eyes are focused on getting the sword shadow, and no one wants to move their eyes.

Yang Chen doesn't do it or prompt. Of course, Shi Shanshan doesn't do it. She just enjoys it at a close distance. However, the two of them did not move, but the middle-aged scribe could not help but began to start eagerly.

With a slight hiss, Yang Chen, who had been standing there watching, suddenly appeared a sword point. From Jody's back, then from Jody's chest. At the same time, the middle-aged scribe has pointed out to Shishan.

Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan are both unbelievable eyes. They stare at the middle-aged scholar, and then their bodies fall to the ground.

"Teach you to be a good girl. Don't meet anyone who believes that." The middle-aged scholars are very happy. The two rookies don't know how to practice until the first baby. They don't have any experience in the Jianghu. They are just two young people who don't care about the world.

"Boy, you go safely, you beautiful lady, I will treat her as a concubine." The middle-aged scholar said proudly, his face could not conceal his ecstasy: "before you die, you can have a good look at how I collected this sword Qi, which is also to let you die in peace."

As he spoke, the scribe, in a loud laugh, reached out and pointed at the tip of the huge sword. A drop of blood immediately seeped from the tip of the scribe's finger and touched the sword. The shadow of sword emptiness originally extends from the bottom of the well to the wellhead, which is very easy.

This is the lowest way to establish a connection with the magic weapon. It's a lot worse than the manipulation of divine sense. However, the victory is simple, and the effect is good. Although it is a temporary confession, it can buy time for further sacrifice in the future.

The middle-aged scholars don't know anything. Naturally, they know that this sword spirit has been cultivated here for many years. It's unrealistic to collect it in a short time, so they use this technique. As long as you don't attack yourself for a while, you will have the hope to accept it in the future.

As expected, as soon as the huge ghost of the long sword saw the blood, it was as if it suddenly found the master. With a flash of light, all the ghost penetrated into the body of the scholar from the place where the blood oozed out.

When the sword Qi entered the body, the literati's face became cautious. They stood carefully in the same place and felt the movement of the sword Qi in their body. After a while, they showed a relieved expression and a smile on their face.

"Hahahaha!" The scholar began to laugh again, and his mouth began to go crazy again because of ecstasy to say to himself: "six hundred years, I finally got this sword Qi, ha ha ha, six hundred years, six hundred years, ha ha ha ha!"

After a wild laugh, the scribe looked down at Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan, who were paralyzed on the ground. He did not hide his pride and happiness. He said with a smile, "thank you both for solving these six hundred year puzzles for me and sending me a cauldron furnace like a flower. It's a real trip!"

"I forgot to remind you." In the arrogant laughter of the literati, Yang Chen, whose chest was pierced by a flying sword, was supposed to be as angry as a wandering girl, but sat up as if nothing had happened. His voice was calm. Where else was he hurt?

"The sword Qi has been kept in the place of golden Qi for hundreds of thousands of years. The impurities in the golden Qi will form a protective shell outside the sword Qi. Moreover, these impurities are complex and impure, which are very difficult to control. " In the dazed eyes of the middle-aged scholar, Yang Chen got up with a smile and slowly said: "it would take hundreds of years or more for him to refine these gold impurities. However, some of his predecessors volunteered to use their flesh and blood to attract them, which saved me a lot of Kung Fu. Thank you very much!"

It was not only Jody, but also Shishan, who stood up as if nothing had happened, with no sign of being stopped. The performance of the two of them made the middle-aged scholars of Mahayana period dare not look westward. Is everything they see false?

To be honest, Shi Shanshan is also a little strange. Yang Chenming's chest has been pierced. How can he be so relaxed? However, Yang Chen had suggested that Shi Shanshan should observe the changes. Shi Shanshan has absolute trust in Yang Chen, and also follows the acting. Now when I see Yang Chen sitting up undamaged, my heart is naturally happy.

Hearing Yang Chen's words, Shishan couldn't help laughing in her heart. Everything is under the control of my husband. I don't know how the middle-aged scribe, who thinks he controls everything, is feeling now.

However, it is clear that the scribe can't care to find out why Yang Chen is still OK with his chest pierced. He has found the abnormality in his body, and his face begins to look ugly.

Ah ah ah! The shrill cry came out of the scribe's mouth, as if he was suffering from something. He would keep on puffing up a big bag and then collapse again. Here, there, and there.

Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss.

Those bright lights, just a few steps away, are swallowed by a dragon shadow that doesn't know where to come from. This kind of impure sword Qi is Xiaotian's favorite delicacy. It's just a natural tonic. It's even more delicious after being nourished by the master's flesh and blood during the Mahayana period.

In addition to the scream, the middle-aged scholars can only watch their bodies pierced by sword Qi, and the sword Qi flying out is swallowed by the sky. Every sword spirit will take away a lot of vitality of the literati. Slowly, the voice of the literati is getting lower and lower, and then there is no voice. (to be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation.