Chapter 2346

"Regardless of the strength of your opponent, you have to fight with others. You deserve to die!"

Ah Pang said calmly, as if these dead people had nothing to do with him, just a group of passers-by.

Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows slightly.

It is both a blessing and a misfortune for him to have such a calm and cold opponent.

"So you're confident in yourself?" he looked at ah Pang with a smile.

"You can try!"

A pang's sword pointed at Zhao Fang.

"Why do you want to die? For the sake of your joy, if you leave now, you'll have a way to live."

"Shut up, who wins and who loses is not determined by words alone!" ah Pang said coldly.

"Yes, but I'm in a hurry and have no time to fight you."

Zhao Fang turned around and left his back to APON.

Ah Pang's eyes showed a touch of anger, as if he had been greatly insulted, "how dare you despise me and seek death!"

He waved his long sword as fast as thunder and stabbed Zhao Fang's heart.

However.

His sharp sword did not pierce Zhao Fanghou's heart, but was rolled by a red awn. The next moment, he disappeared in place.

"Hehe, the five colors are really easy to use. Even people with swords brush away directly."

Zhao Fang grinned happily when he felt that APON was trapped in the world of red light and couldn't get rid of it.

"Ding!"

"Whether to consume 100000 Xianyuan points and plunder the whole audience."

“……”

"Plunder!"

“……”

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player, who has obtained the quasi seven grade 'Purple Palace sword'."

"Congratulations to players, who have obtained the complete 'destroy sword soul'."

"Congratulations, player..."

These sword repair talents contributed eight good fairy swords to Zhao Fang.

Maybe it was because sword cultivation specialized in the long sword in his hand and did not fake foreign objects. He didn't get any treasures other than the long sword, such as immortal talisman.

"Talking is better than nothing!" Zhao Fang comforted himself.

In fact, the harvest was not bad.

Besides, destroying the soul of the sword alone is better than many seven treasures.

"Ding!"

"Whether to transplant the soul of destruction sword?"

"Transplant?" Zhao Fang was surprised. "Bring the soul of the destruction sword into my body?"

"Well, the system operates the knife to ensure that there is no discomfort."

"How long will it take?"

"Three days, 300000 fairy points?"

"Shit, I know you can't get up early without profit. Wait until I have time!"

After scolding, Zhao Fang quickly walked to the sword tomb platform.

On the sword mound platform, there are ten long swords flying into the sky. The sword spirit is strong. Friars who don't practice Kendo or don't have deep cultivation can't get close to the periphery of the sword mound platform.

After stepping into the Qianzhang area, Zhao Fang felt as if he had entered the sea of sword Qi. Every step forward was like stepping on the tip of a knife and moving forward against the tip of a knife, which was extremely painful.

"Break it for me!"

Zang Feng cut the air, broke the sword Qi, and separated them on both sides.

But the torrent of sword Qi is too huge to compete with his individual strength.

"Can't you see those famous swords in front, but you can't get them?"

Zhao Fang is also somewhat unwilling.

The ten swords are very powerful. Even he is moved and wants to take them as his own.

"There must be a way, don't you think, Mr. system?"

The system didn't answer, and Zhao Fang was angry.

"You can only rely on yourself." Zhao Fang's face was calm. He was thinking. Zang Feng suddenly dissipated the sword Qi. The sword Qi turned into a vortex like a big whale. He opened his mouth and absorbed the strong sword Qi here.

Hoo!

Suck!

The surging sword Qi rushed into the Zang Feng sword.

The Tibetan front glows and heats, as if it is evolving.

"That's ok?" Zhao Fang stared, but he didn't expect that Zang Feng sword could take the initiative to look for food.

"Well done, though!"

With Zang Feng's "eating" speed at the moment, before long, the torrent of sword Qi in front of him will be sucked clean.

indeed.

However, in a short moment, the torrent of sword Qi shrank by a hundred feet.

Zang Feng's sword body is not generous, but it has become the embodiment of gluttony. It is like a bottomless hole. He is dissatisfied with how to swallow the sword Qi.

Eight hundred feet.

Five hundred feet.

Three hundred feet.

A hundred feet.

At this moment, he can already feel the edge and personality of the ten swords.

you 're right.

Just like human beings, it exudes arrogance, calmness, or ferocity.

They all expressed an indifferent attitude towards Zhao Fang, an outsider.

"Five handles are missing."

After drilling and sweeping, half of the ten swords are vacant.

The towering virtual shadow of sword Qi was left a long time ago. Although the body of the famous sword is no longer, the meaning of the sword has not been weakened.

"Zang Feng, if you swallow it all, can you reach the ninth grade?"

Zhao Fang asked.

Zang Feng pointed his sword and shook it again.

Like nodding, like shaking his head.

This humanized action is Zang Feng's awakening self-consciousness after swallowing a large number of fairy swords and sword Qi.

Commonly known as sword soul.

At the moment, the sword soul is not complete, but an embryonic form. It is still very weak.

If the soul of the sword is successfully condensed, it will also be a great help to Zhao Fang.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Fang couldn't understand the meaning of Zang Feng nodding and shaking his head. He immediately said, "forget it. You'll know when you swallow it up."

The Kung Fu of the conversation was completely swallowed up by the torrent of sword Qi.

However, the sword Qi from the ten famous swords is still gathering little by little. I believe that the torrent of sword Qi will reappear soon.

Taking advantage of the vacancy, Zhao Fang jumped up and ascended the sword tomb platform.

"How about starting with that?"

Zhao Fang swept his eyes and decided by Zang Fengjian himself.

Zang Feng sword, with a sharp blade, cuts to the leftmost red sword.

"Swallow it from left to right? What a big appetite, but I like it, ha ha..."

……

The moment Zhao Fang ascended the sword tomb platform.

The sword mound platform emits strange sword patterns.

This wave is not real and can't hurt people, but it has a magical function to convey information.

Inform the sword owner who once pulled out ten swords from the sword tomb platform that another strong man stepped on the stage to pull out his sword.

Xianjian mountain is in a humble cave.

A middle-aged man in green robes and red eyebrows fiercely opened his eyes, his eyes were burning, tore the darkness in the cave, and looked at the position of the sword tomb platform.

"It's strange. It seems that it's still some time before climbing the sword tomb and pulling out the sword. How come someone has started? Is the date ahead of schedule?"

The red browed man stroked a long red sword in front of him.

On the hilt of the sword, there are two big characters, red eyebrow!

Red eyebrow sword, one of the ten famous swords.

While whispering, the red light of the red eyebrow sword was full, sending out bursts of warning and anger.

The red eyebrowd man got up fiercely and his eyes were cold, "no, it's not the sect disciples pulling their swords, it's the invasion of foreign enemies!"

Words fall, people have disappeared in the cave.

meanwhile.

Elsewhere in Xianjian mountain, those who had pulled out ten famous swords also noticed that the information sent back by the sword tomb platform changed greatly and went straight to the sword tomb platform.