Chapter 27 Sword Lord

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes suddenly moved to the four people of the Jianfeng faction. The two female disciples shook their heads gently with helpless faces. Zhang Ziguang laughed twice and drilled into the crowd behind him. Shangguan Mu asked him to come this time, one was to let him see the world, and the other was to let him explore the bottom of the Ziying faction. Fine, don't ask for merit, but ask for nothing.

However, his body was retreated by someone. Zhang Ziguang staggered and rushed out of the crowd, causing a lot of boos nearby. Several female disciples saw that Zhang Ziguang was so handsome, but he was so ugly that they couldn't help laughing. Zhang Ziguang looked back at Zhao Xuewei with a sneer, and there was an imperceptible chill in his eyes. Light!

Lu Shaoyang laughed and said, "The Jianfeng faction is indeed a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. This young man is so bold at such a young age, which is really admirable, please!"

Zhang Ziguang straightened his clothes and strode on the stage. This demeanor and brilliance made the female disciples who had just laughed at him greatly increase their goodwill towards him. Zhang Ziguang bowed to the surrounding groups and said, "The elder Shangguan Mu, who sent to the lower sword front, sat down to his disciple Zhang Ziguang and come to test the sword. If there are any shortcomings, I hope you can point out! "

When Ouyang Hong and Lu Shaoyang heard the four words Shangguan Mu, their bodies convulsed coincidentally, with a complex expression on their faces.

Shangguan Mu made his debut 17 years. In the struggle in the world, after hundreds of battles, large and small battles, he has not been defeated. He is a famous master in everyone's hearts. At this moment, when they see Shangguan Mu's disciples, they all look forward to it.

Zhang Ziguang walked before the divine sword and carefully looked at the divine sword. The sword seemed to be covered with a thick layer of black paint and looked lifeless. However, the encounters of the first three people have proved that this sword is a divine sword and a somewhat exaggerated sword of God. It seems to have its own personality. When it sees the person it likes, Try your best to help, and when you see the people you hate, you will retaliate fiercely.

"Do you like me?" Zhang Ziguang looked at the magic sword and asked softly. There seemed to be a flash of light on the body of the sword, but it soon disappeared.

At this time, a wolf-shaped pattern at the hilt of the sword attracted his attention. So familiar!" Zhang Ziguang said secretly, "Where have you seen it!"

Suddenly, the dark stone cave, the mural in the cave, and the figure of the unfathomable giant snake appeared in his mind. The wolf-shaped pattern is very similar to the image of a star depicted on the mural in the cave.

"Zhang! These two words sounded in Zhang Ziguang's heart. Is this sword related to Zhang?

Zhang Ziguang was full of doubts and thought on the stage. The people under the stage couldn't wait. With an anxious face, Lu Shaoyang urged, "Please hurry up!"

Zhang Ziguang woke up. He answered, holding the hilt of the sword, and the sword body trembled violently. There were bursts of cheerful sword calls, which were deafening!

Everyone stared breathlessly. This sword brought my endless surprise to people. They looked forward to it and didn't know when it would happen this time.

The sword light is getting stronger and stronger, transforming from the previous green into a slightly lighter dark blue. The sword body is shining like a dotted with stars. In a short time, the black gas dissipated, revealing the crystal clear blade. The whole body of the sword is green, as if there is no trace of impurity jade.

Zhang Ziguang bathed in a green ocean, and a virtual shadow rose from his body to the void. Lu Shaoyang and Ouyang Hong were expressionless and watched quietly. There were not a few screams coming out from the stage, but they soon disappeared. Everyone was watching this incredible performance. .

The lines on the sword are gradually clear, which is so mysterious and full of beauty. On one side of the sword are a few small light blue flowers, flowers clustered and intertwined, and the carving is vivid. On the other side of the sword is two simple seal characters: Yueyun.

It turned out that this sword was called Yueyun. Zhang Ziguang thought in his heart. Suddenly, he felt that his body flew up lightly and was no longer under control. Time seemed to be against the current, and the whole world was going backwards...

There was a sound of exclamation under the stage. All the people sitting on the stage stood up and saw a faint shadow on Zhang Ziguang's head, exactly the same as Zhang Ziguang, soft and ethereal, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. At the same time, a sword shadow also appeared over the sword, and the two virtual shadows confronted in the air and gradually merged.

"That's the human soul and the sword soul. The human soul and the sword soul are going to merge, which is really rare in the world! This is the real sword master!" Under the stage, Lu Bingyan stood beside Liu Li and said doubtfully, "Isn't the fusion of human soul and sword soul only done by heavenly masters? This person is not the first to go into the air level. Why..."

Liuli smiled faintly and said, "That's just a normal time. Nothing in the world is absolute. If the sword is a rare peerless magic soldier and the sword owner is talented, no matter what level, it can also achieve the fusion of human soul and sword soul.

Lu Bingyan nodded thoughtfully and said, "I believe that this sword is a peerless magic soldier that has been rare for ten thousand years, but I won't believe this person with different talent."

Liu Li looked at the soul and soul that was fused in the air and said quietly, "This person has unlimited potential. He will know it as a heavenly master, and maybe he has saved his strength..."

Zhang Ziguang's soul and the sword soul of Yueyun's sword finally came together, and a dazzling blue light burst out in the air, boom! The high platform collapsed, the earth trembled, and many disciples near the high platform fell to the ground by the huge impact.

Zhang Ziguang flew out of the light with a long sword, burning blue flames all over his body. In his hand, the pattern on the sword flashed with charming charm.

"The air level!" Ouyang Yuan said with a cold face, "His cultivation has entered another layer!"

Zhang Ziguang waved his hand gently, and the blue light in the sky reced. He walked step by step into the crowd, and everyone applauded. Two female disciples of the Jianfeng came forward with a smile on their faces and said, "Congratulations, Zhang's nephew!"

Zhang Ziguang felt warm, and the sword in his hand was shining, as if smiling at him. He carefully recalled what had just happened and felt like a dream.

The whole audience was full of tsunamis, some were deeply jealous of Zhang Ziguang when he was young and got such beautiful words. Zhang Ziguang is surrounded by people who come to congratulate him. He is so young that he can get such a shocking magic soldier, and his future is unlimited. It is possible to become the elder or even the leader of the Jianfeng School in the future. Therefore, it is imperative to have a good relationship with him.

Zhang Ziguang smiled and responded, and the two female disciples around him also followed him. Only Zhao Xuewei was hung aside, and his face was blue and white for a while, which was very ugly.

People can see clearly that it was Zhao Xuewei who pushed Zhang Ziguang out of the crowd just now. At that time, Jiang Yuexia had just been injured, and there was still a great risk in the sword test. People who pushed the same door to the forefront of the storm not only could not make friends, but also had to beware!

At this time, the platform that had just collapsed by the power of the divine sword has been repaired. Obviously, the Ziying faction had expected such a situation in advance. They had been prepared for it. Lu Shaoyang stood on the platform that had just been repaired and said, "Congratulations to Zhang's nephew for getting this sacred object. I hope you can make good use of it in the future, kill demons and practice for heaven!"

Zhang Ziguang bowed and nodded, "I will live up to Uncle Lu's high expectations!"

Lu Shaoyang reported with a smile and then said, "The strength of the world's magic soldiers is uneven and different from the level of practice. There is no standard for division. Our Ziying invited all kinds of refining masters to divide the level of the divine soldiers. Do you want to hear?"

"Good!" Everyone responded together, and the sound was shocking.

Lu Shaoyang said seriously: "The divine soldier can be divided into three levels. The standard of the third-class divine soldier is huge power, and the power of the divine soldier is remarkable. Second-class magic soldiers not only need power, but also need to cause certain lethality to space. First-class divine soldiers need to have the divine power to tear apart the space. As for the standards of the top divine soldiers, the masters have their own opinions and arguments endlessly. It's still under discussion!

The division of divine soldiers has already begun, but it has only been a result until today. Countless famous refiners have participated in it. This standard is convincing.

The young disciples of various sects talked enthusiastically and compared the divine soldiers of their respective divisions. Even many elders sitting on the stage couldn't help looking at their weapons.

Lu Shaoyang continued: "Guys, the divine soldier needs to wait for the host to reach the heavenly level before it can exert its real power. The level of the divine soldier needs to wait for the owner of the divine soldier to reach the heavenly level before it can be detected. Because Zhang's nephew has not reached this level, Yueyunjian can't measure the level of the divine soldier yet!"

Everyone nodded one after another, and some people were more regretful, but Zhang Ziguang looked relaxed and quietly waited for the end of the sword test conference.

Not long after, the conference was over and the crowd dispersed. Ouyang Hong took the elders of the Ziying faction to the direction of the main hall, and the elders of other sects who came to watch the meeting had arrived there.

At this moment, a middle-aged man stopped Ouyang Hong and others. This person was Yang Bin, the elder of the Chongyang Sword School.

He bowed to Ouyang Hong, and his face was undulating. He said, "Ouyang, please come here to talk about it. I have something important to discuss."

Ouyang Hong saw that Yang Bin's face was abnormal and seemed to have something unspeakable. He had doubts and came to him.

Yang Bin led Ouyang Hong to an empty space, got closer, came to Ouyang Hong's ear and said something gently. Ouyang Hong did not hear clearly and brought his ear closer. Suddenly, a steel knife stabbed into his lower abdomen!

Ouyang Hong shouted loudly, and his body flew back, covered the wound that kept bleeding out, and said fiercely, "What are you going to do!"

Yang Bin's long sword pointed to the sky, and a shadow of light shone out, scattered in the air and dazzling. Then he knelt on the ground and said helplessly, "Ouyang, I can't help it. It was Si Kongyue who asked me to do this. He threatened me with the lives of my disciples under the mountain!"

Ouyang Hong's face was blue, his lips were a little purple, and he said tremblingly, "The sword... is poisonous!"

Yang Bin burst into tears and said, "Actually, these disciples I brought are all fake. They are all people from the demon realm who came to seize the sword!"

After saying that, he wiped his sword on his neck, and a stream of blood spewed out, and he fell heavily to the ground!

"The leader!: Two Ziying disciples patrolling the mountain found Ouyang Hong and hurried to come. Ouyang Hong was a little confused. With strong internal strength, he said, "Quick...come...moyu...kill it!"

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