"What ability?" Xu Changliang cast a curious look.

After absorbing so many spirit crystals from him, I have to use them somehow.

Meng Xiaoying pretended to be deep: "You will know in a while."

Xu Changliang's mouth twitched: "Then why did you say it out loud?"

Meng Xiaoying chuckled and said, "Show off a little."

Xu Changliang: “…”

Seeing this scene, Hua Wujue's mouth corners slightly curled up.

Maybe it's because they've been together for a long time, and there are many similarities between the two.

The white-bearded old man also woke up at this time, rubbed his eyes, looked at Meng Xiaoying, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

It's not that time yet.

You don't have to worry too much.

"Let's continue." The white-bearded old man stood up.

Xiao Tong also stood up again. In order to let the white-bearded old man sleep peacefully, he let the old man rest his head on his thighs.

The relationship between the two is actually very good.

There is no need to stay here on the first floor anymore.

There is nothing useful here except waste spirit crystals all over the ground.

The group continued to move forward.

During this process, Hua Wujue observed Meng Xiaoying and found that she looked much more relaxed and sometimes even had a silly smile on her face.

I didn't walk far.

Or rather, they had just left the Spirit Crystal Zone when they encountered a strange thing.

"What a fierce sword."

The white-bearded old man was surprised.

The boy's eyes sparkled as he looked at the sword, and he was eager to try his luck in battle.

They were isolated from the second floor.

A long iron sword about a foot long with a dragon pattern on the sword head.

The air was chilly and cold, with icy patterns spreading across the walls.

But beneath this cold air, there was a murderous aura that was so hidden that it was extremely murderous.

This is a fierce sword that has killed countless souls.

"Zhen!"

This evil sword suddenly began to shake, as if it was about to be pulled out of the scabbard.

It is not accurate to call it a scabbard.

Because this fierce sword is directly inserted into a raised stone slab, and this stone slab seems to be specially designed for this purpose.

It is precisely for the purpose of inserting this extremely evil sword into it.

At this moment, the sword began to tremble.

It's puzzling why King Arakawa would set up a level here.

Could it be that this is to allow the successor to get the sword and be recognized?

Or maybe it was to kill outsiders.

The white-bearded old man has deeply felt this.

After all, the statue said at the beginning that only those who possess the token can obtain the qualification to enter.

Now, after the token opens the door, it automatically returns to Huawujue.

They still belong to the group without tokens.

So from this perspective, it is not surprising to be attacked by this evil sword.

The white-bearded old man's face hardened, and the power of time permeated, and it was obvious that he was ready for defense.

The annoyance he had felt at the hands of the statue earlier had already left him in a shadow.

If he saw it correctly, this sword was most likely the sword that King Arakawa used to wear, Yuan.

No one knows why this sword is called Yuan.

There are only a few swords in the history of time that have a single-word name.

This abyss is one.

There was a fighting spirit in 께童's eyes. The sword in front of him was roaring more and more rapidly, and he was about to break free.

That was the moment he broke free.

A strong sword energy spread everywhere.

The boy's eyes turned white, and he could see an extremely powerful force spreading.

Different from the white-bearded old man's power of time.

The power of a child is so powerful that it can tear everything apart.

The Wild Sword Saint and this child are the same in a sense.

Because they all used swords to prove their truth.

But before Xiao Tong could come out, he just wanted to start the process when he found a red robe next to him, who had already started the process before him.

Xu Changliang's eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He threw out an ancient-looking sword, and then, like a determined landlord, he waited for his victory.

"It's up to you, Sword!"

Hua Wujue was stunned for a moment, and saw a figure full of resentment slowly emerging from the sword.

Dressed in childish clothes.

It is somewhat similar to 께童놋著.

But maybe it's because one is a sword spirit and the other is a real person.

There is a big difference.

The sword spirit did not have that kind of domineering aura, but was more reserved, just like its master.

Children use their own actions to realize their own truth.

Every word and action reveals his sharpness.

Xu Changliang threw out the sword without any nonsense, raised his eyes slightly, and then instantly grasped the sword.

Two powerful auras collided throughout this small space.

The surrounding walls were instantly covered with scars as if they had been slashed by hundreds of sword energies.

In other words, no one on the scene was affected by the collision of the two auras.

The ground has begun to shake.

Yuan Jian and Xu Changliang moved their swords, although they did not start moving directly.

But the comparison between the two has already begun.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that the two sides are evenly matched, and it is unclear who has the upper hand.

However, as the owner of the sword,

Xu Changliang, however, looked complacent, as if he was sitting on a fishing platform, not worried at all that his sword would be defeated.

In fact, this is true.

"You dare to provoke me to this extent."

께 Jian seemed to have finished testing, with disdain in his eyes.

Instantly he became powerful.

He was introverted before, but now he releases all his introverted edge in an instant.

An unrivaled sword energy burst out instantly.

Like destroying dry wood and rotten wood, it cut through the body of Yuan Jian.

"Zhen!"

The sound of metal clashing almost pierced people's eardrums.

In other words, the people here are not ordinary people, so they are not affected.

Meng Xiaoying even started to eat melons. They were of no use before, but now they were just right to use.

Xu Changliang's eyes lit up when he saw this scene: "Give me some, too."

Meng Xiaoying generously gave him a handful.

Then the two of them happily started eating the melon together.

The white-bearded old man also joined in.

Although 께剑 sounded quite domineering just now, the two are still in a tug of war.

For a moment, there was no winner.

The Yuan Sword seemed to have unleashed some hidden power, which was the only way to counter this attack.

The sword spirit just wanted to turn around to take a look at his master, wanting to help, but he saw his unreliable master coughing.

Sword Spirit: ...

After a moment of silence, he turned around, and his aura instantly became several times stronger. It was a sword energy, but this time there was no surprise at all.

The Yuan Sword instantly broke in the middle and was cut in half.

께劍 silently went over, picked up the fragments, and started to chew them, as if he was filled with deep resentment.

Xu Changliang laughed, like a black boss: "Eat a few pieces, and leave the rest for me."