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In the sword tomb, there are many broken swords, and the sword spirit is like a rainbow.

Thinking that the most precious treasure of this birth is the most precious one of kendo, Fang Chen is extremely suspicious. This is the treasure that the outside world fights for.

"Master, there have been strong ancient gods here."

Xuantian cone tool Lingdao, which is the aboriginal of Dongming mountain, is quite clear about the situation here.

"I don't know which ancient god it is, but I can feel the breath of the ancient god." "Every broken sword is stained with the breath of ancient gods. It seems that the original news is true."

"What's the news?"

"It is said that in the mountain, there was once a strong ancient god. He is a powerful swordsman. He pursues the peak of Kendo all his life. All the people he kills are like heroes. "

"Since he was weak, every time he killed an Xiaoxiong opponent, he would take away his sword. Over time, when he stepped on the top of Kendo and became an ancient god, he felt the loneliness and loneliness of kendo. He asked the mountain in seclusion and put all the swords he had taken away

This is the origin of sword tomb.

"But why are all broken swords?" Fang Chen is puzzled.

"Because the ancient god strong man thought that the owners of these sabres were all his defeated generals, so he broke every saber by himself, and finally gathered the power of heaven to nourish these broken swords by means of connecting heaven." Xuantian awl spirit way: "this sword tomb, should be the origin of this sword treasure."

Fang Chen's heart vibrated, and every broken sword was stained with the breath of the strong ancient god.

Moreover, it has also undergone endless years of gestation.

Caressing a section of the broken sword beside the body at random, the violent power suddenly erupts from the broken sword, impacting Fang Chen's body.

His body was a little shaky, and he stepped back, barely holding his figure.

In my mind, there is a grand scene in which two peerless swordsmen are fighting.

He was the last shadowy figure with a sword in his hand. He defeated his opponent and took away his sabre.

"This is..."

Fang Chen frowned and fell into meditation.

He took a few steps and caressed a broken sword at will.

The same as before, the sword attack, his mind, appeared the same picture, but this time the fight, not as fierce as before.

Later, Fang Chen tried again.

Finally, he came to a conclusion.

Those scenes with weak fighting pictures should be the opponents defeated by the ancient gods when they were young.

His eyes looked at the broken swords in the center of the sword tomb.

Fear in the heart, scalp numbness.

"Those broken swords, at least, are left by the opponents at the level of xuanshenjing Zun?"

The stronger the master of the broken sword, the stronger the power of the broken sword.

Boom!

Deafening sound, resounding through the sky.

Suddenly, a voice that seems to exist forever appears in Fang Chen's mind.

"What is Kendo?"

Fang Chen was silent and looked around.

"What is Kendo?"

The voice came again.

Fang Chen still did not answer, but calmly looked around.

"Hum, you dare to enter here even if you can't answer anything about Kendo?"

This voice is obviously a little displeased, Fang Chen feels the violent force, squeezing his body.

The numerous broken swords in the sword tomb are shaking and seem to be driving them away.

"Everyone's Kendo is not the same. You ask me what Kendo is? How can I answer? How can my Kendo be the same as yours? You're such an idiot. "

Fang Chen some speechless, brain cramp, straightforward way.

After that, he had some regrets.

It is very likely that this voice was left by the strong ancient gods.

The ancient god is dignified and can not be profaned. If you offend the ancient god with these words, you will surely die.

However, the forces that squeezed him suddenly stopped, and the sword tomb was calm again.

The air was full of dignified color, and the silence was terrible.

After a long time, ha ha, laughter came out.

"Everyone's Kendo is not the same. Ha ha, that's a good point."

The voice said with a smile.

"You little fellow, it's interesting." In the past, many Kendo geniuses came to me. I asked them the same questions. Their answers were different, but no one was as bold as you

Speaking of this, the unreal voice turned and said coldly, "hum, what are they? They are just some novices of kendo. Who is qualified to comment on Kendo? Who is qualified to represent Kendo? "

"Are they qualified to talk about Kendo in front of me? It's ridiculous that everyone is full of confidence in his Kendo, but he ignores the most fundamental things. "Illusory voice cold voice.

Fang Chen is stupefied for a moment. If his feelings say the Kendo in his mind, isn't he the same as those before.

"Every sword Xiu who answered the wrong question was killed by me."

The ancient god is strong, moody, Fang Chen is to realize.

They just answer a question and you kill it.

Think of here, a burst of fear, fortunately just impulsive for a moment, the heart want to say the words out.

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

"But you are different. Your understanding of Kendo is much better than those people. Although you are still very weak, I think you are a real swordsman. "

The illusory voice praises Fang Chen.

Fang Chen stood in the sword tomb, motionless, listening carefully.

"I wandered through the chaos and emptiness and never failed. Although I stood at the top of kendo, I felt lonely and lonely. Every once in a while, I'll release a breath of the legacy that I've left behind. It's a pity that no one can satisfy me. "

Fang Chen turned his mouth. The period of time you said was tens of billions of years in the eyes of the outside world.

But what is this time for the ancient gods?

It's just a flick of the finger.

"Ask those water monsters outside the mountain. I deliberately left them to hinder you." "The more people they kill, the easier it will be to free themselves," the illusory voice said

The thought of ancient gods is really different from ordinary people.

The most precious weapon of Kendo is used as bait to lure many warriors to come here. Only those who can survive with the water monster can be qualified to enter the sword tomb.

"I always thought that we should not be blind to practice together. Is it not the same in this cave? If you don't use your brain and think that you can crush everything with your strength, you will end up hating yourself. "

"IQ is the biggest barrier that determines the growth of human warriors." The illusory voice continued: "if you go up to ask the mountain, you will be attacked and killed by the water monster. But over the years, few people have been able to think of diving into the sea and looking for other ways. "

Fang Chen was surprised, but did not speak.

"Are you willing to inherit my treasure and carry forward Kendo?"

Sudden, illusory voice way.

Fang Chen Leng for a moment, just like this selected him?

Is this too easy? On the mountain, many warriors fought hard to kill the enemy, but he was easily recognized by the powerful ancient gods.

It seems to see Fang Chen's doubts, the illusory voice continued: "I see a tough heart of Kendo in your body."

Ancient gods need no human beings. They can see through your past at a glance.

Fang Chen from the grass-roots, with his own efforts, step by step to today, is indeed the same as the ancient god's growth path, and his Kendo concept is similar to it.

"If you want to go further in kendo, everything else is floating clouds. Only a strong heart of Kendo is fundamental." Illusory voice said.

In others, he has seen the heart of kendo.

However, it is not as solid as Fang Chen, and all of them are unstable.

For them, as long as they can enhance their strength and dominate chaos and void, they can also change to other martial arts.

And Fang Chen, because of a huge golden sword, came from the earth.

At that time, he was branded with a label, Jianxiu.

He is a pure swordsman.

"The gift of the most precious treasure is predestined. If not, everything is empty talk." The illusory voice sighed: "ask the many warriors outside the mountain, destined to have nothing to do with my treasure. No matter how they fight, it will be nothing in the end."

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