Chapter 2216

"Xianjian mountain, misty rain 36 peaks, purple peak elder?"

The crowd immediately screamed.

Chang Wei was still a little angry, but after seeing the man's identity and accomplishments, he immediately gave up his intention to teach the other party a lesson, frowned and returned to the crowd without saying a word.

"Hehe, dare you ask your friend?"

Fierce Zhen narrowed his eyes and smiled on his face. He looked very sincere and friendly.

The man with negative sword nodded slightly. It was a gift. He said faintly, "elder Zifeng, Dongbu."

"Oh, it's a Taoist friend of Dongbu. Thank you."

"Yes."

Dongbu nodded proudly.

The onlookers were not surprised when they saw it.

The arrogance of the disciples of Xianjian mountain is as famous as their exquisite and fierce swordsmanship. In comparison, Dongbu's performance is still friendly.

"It's just that a baby becomes seven heavy and his tail tilts into the sky. If he succeeds, it's better to say. If he fails, I don't know what the guy looks like."

Zhao Fang's expression was joking.

Others looked solemn. Some people sighed and felt that they were too late to seize the opportunity, which led to a great opportunity, but they were robbed by Dongbu.

Dongbu walked to the ancient sword with a determined face. He was full of sword intention, awe inspiring and sharp, and all poured into the ancient sword.

He planned to communicate the ancient sword with his own sword intention, trying to get it out of its scabbard.

This method, compared with Chang Wei's clumsy sword with brute force, obviously needs a little more skill and professionalism.

After all, in the aspect of drawing out the sword, his physical cultivation, even if he got rid of his arm, was not as good as Dongbu's sword cultivation.

But soon.

The calm on Dongbu's face disappeared.

The expression became serious, the sword intention became more and more surging, and contained its own immortal power.

Gu Jian was indifferent.

The scene was quiet, and everyone looked at the scene nervously.

A few cold sweats gradually appeared on Dongbu's forehead. His face was pale because of the loss of immortal power.

"Hehe, don't you have the ability to make you feel better? Pull it out."

In the crowd, Chang Wei sneered in his heart and showed a joking look on his face.

Dongbu put all his mind on the ancient sword. He didn't notice his expression at all, but he also felt that the people around him looked at him with a taste of ridicule.

He shook his teeth and stuck the ancient sword to the spirit.

"What is he going to do?" someone wondered.

Hoo!

A terrible sword spirit rushed out from the spirit of Dongbu and turned into a child. But soon, it turned into a purple broad sword. Its appearance was slightly similar to that on Dongbu's back.

But neither the breath nor the artistic conception of the sword can be compared with ordinary immortal tools.

"This is Jianying! Yuanying is unique to Jianxiu!"

"It seems that Dongbu is serious!"

Many people looked at Dongbu Jianying nervously with bulging eyes to subdue Gujian.

Hoo Hoo!

The sword Qi in the field is very amazing.

Friar Yuanying can't get close at all. Even if he is an ordinary baby, he should avoid his edge.

"I really deserve to be the elder of Xianjian mountain. Jianying is so aggressive!"

Fierce really can't help but praise.

But soon, he shook his head again and said, "elder Dongbu, stop. It's not good for your sword baby to consume it like this."

The crowd was surprised. What does that mean? Elder Dongbu is about to pull out the ancient sword. How can he persuade people to stop?

Only a few strong Jue people with profound cultivation could see some clues and could not help shaking their heads.

Dongbu turned a deaf ear to it. Instead, he closed his eyes and controlled the sword baby wholeheartedly, trying to pull out the ancient sword.

Suddenly!

Poof!

Dongbu suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. His body was like being hit hard. He staggered back and fell to the ground.

The sword baby also showed a listless breath, drilled into the East divination spirit, and the amazing sword spirit around the scene suddenly disappeared.

Failed?

People look complex, mixed!

Fortunately, the reward given by Kunwu mountain has not been taken away by Dongbu for the time being.

The worry is that even elder Dongbu from Xianjian mountain didn't pull out the sword when offering the sword baby. Who else has this chance?

"Failed?"

Dongbu smiled bitterly and his face was full of self mockery.

The scene was quiet, and no one laughed at him. His identity was on the one hand, on the other hand, people did see it with their own eyes, and Dongbu did his best.

He will fail. No wonder his strength is poor. It only shows that the sword is too strange!

After Dongbu retreated, the scene was a little cold, and no one tried again for a moment.

However, the temptation of Shengying pill and the promise of Kunwu mountain can still make many people follow before.

The cultivation of people who draw swords is getting stronger and stronger.

From the baby to seven, the baby to eight, the baby to nine, one by one, the methods used are diverse, unheard of and tongue tied.

The result was that more and more monks were attracted, but the ancient sword was still intact.

Gradually, people began to despair and accept their fate.

I finally understand why I asked people for help because of my fierce origin.

It's just a strange sword that can't be scabbard. I'm afraid no one can pull it out at all.

The fierce real face also showed regret.

He really hoped that someone could pull out the sword and fulfill one of his wishes. Unfortunately, no one could realize it for him.

"Can you pull it out?"

"Maybe!"

At this time, two low voices came from the crowd.

Although the voice was very low, the monks present, who were not deaf and clear-sighted, all heard it clearly and looked around one after another.

Xiongzhen also looked around and saw three people.

A boy, a girl and a boy.

After a brief look, he noticed that the cultivation of the three people was led by the boy, reaching the five weight of infant transformation. The remaining two people, one is the one weight of infant transformation, and the other is the nine weight of Xuandan.

He frowned at once.

Because I saw that the person who said he could draw his sword out of the scabbard was a nine fold revolving pill.

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Even so many babies who have become strong have failed and returned without success. You are just a monk Xuandan. What qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here?"

"Boy, even if you want to boast about picking up girls, you have to split up."

Zhao Fang's "maybe" sentence did not get everyone's exclamation and appreciation, but caused endless disdain and ridicule.

He looked as usual, in a trance, in two different worlds with others, and didn't care about the ridicule of these people.

Just looked at the ancient sword, shook his head slightly and turned to leave.

"Stop!"

Chang Wei stood in front of Zhao Fang. His tall body blocked his way.

"Since you boast, why don't you let us open our eyes and see the real face of this sword?"

Chang Wei sneered.

He failed to draw his sword and was laughed at by Dongbu. Dongbu is the elder of purple summit of Xianjian mountain. Can't we hide?

But now, a spin Dan dares to jump out and talk shamelessly. Isn't this beating his face?

Not only chang Wei, but also the friars who had tried to draw their swords before looked very bad at the moment.