Chapter 105 Li Nishang
Sect Leader, why are you pointing at me and trembling? I can't hear you shouting. Can't you see that I'm about to be blown away? What does it have to do with me? This is not my fault. Instead of blaming me, you might as well check why your magic weapon is out of control.
Ye Xiaoman's feet were becoming more and more shaky, and there was a powerful force supporting her, lifting her into the air.
In the end, her whole body flew off the ground with both feet. If Xiao Chujing had not grabbed her arms tightly and Sikong Qing had not tried his best to push her down, she would have been blown into the air and made to rotate in circles like those unlucky people.
She was so scared that she screamed like a ghost, "Ah ...
Xiao Chujing's magic sword had shattered the ground and was deeply embedded in it. He felt that he was losing control of Ye Xiaoman. He was dismayed and asked for help for the first time: "Senior brothers and sisters, please help me."
Sikong Qing flew down from the stands in the chaos, ran over, and hugged Ye Xiaoman's legs.
But even so, the group still couldn't save Ye Xiaoman.
A strange force sucked her into the air.
Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing joined forces to fight, but they were no match for the opponent's strength.
If she continued to resist that force, it would only hurt Ye Xiaoman who was being pulled by two forces.
Sikong Qing said gravely, "Let go."
Xiao Chujing had the same idea as him. He kept putting various protective magic weapons on Ye Xiaoman and let go of Ye Xiaoman's arms.
Ye Xiaoman was horrified: "Don't give up on me, ah ah ah——"
Her voice became smaller and smaller, and in an instant, it was blown high into the sky.
An unknown force lifted her to the front of the huge scroll.
That force then lifted her right arm up, facing the center corner of the weapon list.
The famous swords listed among them are all the treasures of the Qing Dynasty.
Ye Xiaoman felt that her palm was like a magnet, sucking out the sword inside.
Those magic swords kept shaking, and faint sword sounds could be heard.
The strong wind gradually died down.
Everyone looked up in surprise, looking at Ye Xiaoman in mid-air and watching this scene.
A somewhat hoarse female voice, followed by a hearty laugh, rang in Ye Xiaoman's ears.
"Innate Scumbag Female Saint Body, so that's how it is. No wonder you can awaken my soul."
Ye Xiaoman suddenly realized that the scroll burst out with a large dazzling white light. A woman's figure vaguely appeared in the white light. She couldn't see her face clearly, but she vaguely felt that she was a great beauty.
She sat lazily on the throne, a sword across her knees, which was shaking.
She looked down at it and asked cheerfully, "Wuming, do you like her very much?"
"Then follow her."
She picked up the sword and threw it towards Ye Xiaoman casually, who caught it subconsciously.
The next second, he felt as if he was holding something heavy in his hand.
When I looked again, the woman in the white light had disappeared without a trace.
The dazzling light that covered the sky illuminated the eternal galaxy of Jianhe, like a sun shining in front of everyone's eyes, dispelling all the darkness in the world and heralding the arrival of a bright era.
Everyone seemed to be nailed to the spot, dumbfounded, unable to react physically. They looked up, dumbfounded, staring at the chaos, like the brightness before Pangu created the world. A flash of green was as dazzling as the revelation.
Ye Xiaoman, the owner of the green dress, had her long hair raised high behind her and her skirt fluttering.
He was slowly pulling out a magic sword that was emitting golden light, inch by inch, from the huge weapon list.
The sword was very domineering. The moment it appeared out of nowhere, it emitted a pleasant sword chant that spread throughout the Burning Sky Continent, announcing its birth to the world.
In the Burning Sky Continent, whether they were civilians or ordinary people, they all stopped what they were doing at the same time, whether they were fighting monsters or fighting for their lives, they all stopped in surprise and listened to Jian Ming's declaration.
People from every household ran out into the streets, shouting, "Did you hear that? Do you know what happened?"
Outsiders' imaginations are not as magnificent as what we see in person.
Ye Xiaoman, holding a sword, slowly descended from the sky. Auspicious light descended from the sky, colorful clouds surrounded the pillars, and snowflakes fell from the sky.
When she landed, the strong wind suddenly stopped.
The sky and the earth are brightly illuminated by the sun, and the rivers and seas are peaceful.
Everyone was unable to come back to their senses.
It was not until a long time later that someone let out a soft sigh, "Huh?", breaking the silence.
Everyone woke up as if from a dream.
The scroll closed, shrunk, and after completing its mission, it flew back into the hands of the clan leader with satisfaction.
The clan leader took a few quick steps forward on the platform, and his movements were so agitated that he overturned the throne and knocked over the table in front of him.
He involuntarily cast a spell of teleportation and moved in front of Ye Xiaoman.
"Please show me."
He trembled as he took the sword from the confused Ye Xiaoman.
Xiao Chujing and Sikong Qing hurried over.
The leader raised his sword.
Ji Weiming also walked down from the VIP seat in person.
Swish.
All the important people stood up and gathered around.
Elder Jiang, who was crowded next to the sect leader, was the first to recognize him.
The floral and plant patterns carved on the hilt of this sword are so unique that it is very recognizable in the world of immortal cultivation where everyone is trying to show off by carving dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, ghosts and gods.
The moment Elder Jiang recognized her, she also stuttered, "This, this, this is!"
The Sect Master and Ji Weiming said in unison: "The nameless sword of the Fairy Nishang!"
"Depend on!"
"Fuck!"
"My dear mother!"
The bigwigs present collectively lost their composure and could only use swear words to express their excitement at the moment.
"It is the nameless sword of the Fairy Nishang."
The clan leader repeated it again softly.
The uncle, who was as strong as a mountain and had a broad back, claimed that he had not cried since he was weaned. He was the one who was still smiling when he was chopped into two pieces by the demon cultivators in the battlefield against the demon god. Now, there were tears in his eyes.
Elder Tang and other elders were also excited.
This sword is of great significance to the Qing Zhengzong sect, and it also has epoch-making significance for the entire world of immortal cultivation.
"Is it, is it a very valuable sword?" Ye Xiaoman was pushed out of the crowd. She jumped up and down excitedly outside the wall of people, stretching her neck to ask everyone.
Why is everyone looking at her with such a scary expression.
It seemed as if everyone was afraid of her as cannon fodder.
"Nameless Sword!" Xiao Chujing told her happily, as honored as his other half getting a promotion and he was also promoted to Lady Haoming.
"No, what kind of sword is this?" Ye Xiaoman asked in confusion. The original book didn't mention it at all.
Sikong Qing, a demon, had a thoughtful expression on his face. "Li Nishang's sword."
Li Nishang, a famous figure in the history of the immortal cultivation world, was active 4,500 years ago.
At that time, Qing Zhengzong was still a small and dilapidated sect. Li Nishang was to Qing Zhengzong like a down-and-out sect that had the good fortune to get a peerless genius from heaven.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
