Chapter 4628

The sword spirit in the sword tomb, from level 1 to level 6.

The big man who recommended himself just now is level 5, but the swordsmen of level 6 have no impression. They only exist in legend.

Walking along, seeing that time was running out, Su Luo couldn't help being a little anxious.

Do you really want to choose one from a wave of sword spirits behind?

Although each of these swordsmen was enviable, Su Luo always felt that There should be better.

Walking along, suddenly, Su dropped his eyes and saw half of his sword.

That sword is very common. Its handle is half rotten, and half of the exposed sword body is rusty. This kind of broken sword should be recycled as broken.

As she walked along, she thought, she didn't pay attention to the sword.

Out of about three kilometers, suddenly, Su Luo's brain a flash of light, her body a stiff, suddenly stopped.

Seeing that Su Luo stopped, the big wave of sword spirit also stopped. They looked at each other, puzzled at Su Luo.

Su Luo's steps began to step back, step by step.

The swordsmen didn't understand, but their instinct was still there. So Su Luo took a step back, and they all stepped back together.

This scene, if seen by outsiders, will feel funny, but at the moment Su Luo is very serious, because the swordsmen do not understand, also look serious.

In this way, they step by step back, and finally back to three kilometers.

Su Luo stopped.

The swordsmen stopped.

Then, they saw that Su Luo turned to the right, went straight to the broken sword, squatted down and looked at the broken sword that was hated by all people.

Su Luo looked at the broken sword, thinking.

She had a flash of light in her mind just now, and finally realized that this is the sword tomb, and the worst is the first-class sword spirit. How could there be such a scrap of iron?

Moreover, all swords have sword spirit, but this sword --

Su Luo looked back and looked at the dark sword spirit: "where is the sword spirit of this sword?"

Obviously, Su Luo was interested in this sword, but no one claimed such a prize, because --

"how can there be a sword spirit in this sword?"

"For so many years, I have never seen a sword spirit running out to play with us."

"Maybe it used to be? But now the sword spirit must be dead. We can't feel its vitality. "

"Yes, Jianling is dead. You'd better choose me, human girl."

"Choose me, choose me!"

"Choose me, choose me!"

As a result, the calm scene began to be noisy again. A large number of swordsmen quarreled with each other. Moreover, these swordsmen were naive, romantic, and totally ignorant of the world, so the quarrel was really noisy.

Su Luo only felt the noise in her ears, which made her jump with blue veins on her forehead.

It's a trouble to be liked by too many swordsmen.

Su Luo's idea, if let other people who enter the sword spirit to choose sword know, just afraid to beat her heart to death.

These swordsmen are arrogant and arrogant. They only treat Su Luo like this. They are very proud of others.

Su Luo took a deep breath: "be quiet!"

With Su Luo's command, the swordsmen all cover their mouth with their hands subconsciously, and their clear eyes look at Su Luo.

Su Luo rubbed his eyebrows with headache, and then he paid attention to the broken sword.

Su Luo's hand is on the hilt.

With a click, the hilt turned into a piece of sawdust and scattered on the ground.

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