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It's a pity that Zhang Shaochen seems to be moving in a daze, but his speed is quite fast.
The battlefield was chaotic again, and when He Lewei reacted and tried to rush over to pull him back, Zhang Shaochen had already gone a long way.
He has already entered the formation killing field.
Although it is not the core area, there are already murderous sword lights and aura flying all over the head around the head.
This place, not to mention He Le, even Shao Kang, a genuine disciple of the Water Spirit Hall, dare not go there.
Therefore, Zhang Shaochen walked into the bloody killing field alone.
That is, Shao Kang, He Lewei and others who are related to him have noticed him.
The battle of slaughtering demons has come to a crucial end, the scene is extremely chaotic, who wants to pay attention to a young slave boy?
But the voice in the young man's heart was still calling him, so Zhang Shaochen walked towards the killing field in the depths of the Wuling Valley, inconspicuously and resolutely.
Surprisingly, the scene was so dangerous that the light flying all over the sky would die when touched. As a result, the young man who seemed to be sleepwalking walked past without any danger.
The death light flying all over the sky didn't even touch his clothes!
Zhang Shaochen didn't know this at all.
He is in a dream at the moment.
His remaining rationality seemed to be telling himself that at this moment, at this moment, he should listen to the voice calling from his heart.
As he walked deeper into the battlefield, the voice hovering in his heart became clearer and clearer.
It's just that when he walked to a certain place, the strange sound that had become very clear suddenly disappeared.
Zhang Shaochen was taken aback for a moment, and stopped involuntarily.
"Where's the sound?"
"Why is it missing?"
"It's over!"
"Sure enough, I'm hallucinating."
"Is there something wrong with the shock of your head just now?"
When he was thinking wildly, Zhang Shaochen looked down naturally, but suddenly froze
It turned out that he saw a long sword sticking obliquely in the clump of grass in front of his feet.
"Huh? Why is there a sword here?"
"It looks good. Although it is rusty and there are some rust marks on the sword body, it looks quite simple."
"It should have been dropped by someone."
He looked around, but found that the masters in the teaching were all fighting hard, and no one was looking at him.
"Forget it, I'll pick it up first."
Thinking in his heart, he bent down and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword.
Now the light and shadow are chaotic, and he didn't notice that there was a sawgrass among the messy grass;
When he reached out for the long sword, he accidentally cut the back of his right hand by the sawgrass.
"oops!"
He instinctively withdrew his hand, raised the back of his hand to his mouth, and sucked the wound.
Just paying attention to the wound, he didn't notice that before he instinctively withdrew his hand, a drop of bright red blood fell from the wound on the back of his hand.
Beads of blood floated down leisurely, and coincidentally landed on the rusty sword.
When the drop of blood touched the blade, it disappeared like snow falling into a pond.
In an instant, a strange light flashed, the color of the light could be red or not, purple or not, it was not conspicuous in the flowing colors all over the sky.
Just after a strange light flashed, some rust patterns on the originally rusty sword body were disappearing quickly. Although the whole is still a rusty sword, it is not as dilapidated and shabby as Zhang Shaochen saw just now.
In the chaos, Zhang Shaochen didn't see such a subtle change at all.
"Hiss¡ª¡ª"
Enduring the pain a little, he looked down at the sword on the ground and said in his heart:
"Sword, sword, no matter how rusty you are, I will take you away. Otherwise, I will be sorry for my injured hand!"
When his mind moved, he stretched out his hand, and this time he was not cut by any blade of grass, and he quickly and accurately grasped the hilt of the sword.
He first shook it slightly from side to side, and then pulled it up vigorously, pulling the rusty sword out of the mud easily.
Unexpectedly, the moment he drew the sword in his hand, there was only a loud "bang", and the ground under his feet trembled violently, shaking him so much that he almost fell down!
"earthquake?!"
Zhang Shaochen was taken aback, and when he turned to look, he saw that it was the huge sword-guarding monster, which finally couldn't hold on under the increasingly fierce siege.
After being hit by several fatal spells and sword lights, the monster died on the spot, and the mountain-like figure crashed to the ground, creating a small earthquake.
"Oh, what do you think? It's the shock of the monster falling to the ground." Zhang Shaochen seemed to suddenly realize it.
"Win! Win!"
At this moment, the Demon Spirit Cult crowd cheered for joy, and suddenly relaxed.
Elder Moguang was also overjoyed.
However, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and hurriedly greeted those relaxed masters, divided them into more than 20 people, and continued to surround the mountain-like remnants of monsters, being careful.
He himself cautiously walked towards the bright sword that Mo Yunjiu had been guarding all along.
Maintaining extreme caution, Elder Mo Guang approached the sword.
He thought about countless possibilities in his heart, and made preparations for the activation of various traps, but until he gently pulled out the sword from the chaotic rocks, nothing happened.
Things went so smoothly that it was almost unbelievable.
But that's how it went!
When he raised the sword, the red flame black robe on his body blew instantly, like fire flowing in the night; the sword that was held high reflected the sunlight, emitting a brilliant brilliance¡ª¡ª
In an instant, the entire Wuling Valley boiled!
The Demon Spirit Cultists who fought for the rest of their lives shouted excitedly:
"Won!"
"Heavenly Demon Sword! It's Heavenly Demon Sword!"
"Heavenly Demon Kills Immortal! Heavenly Demon Kills Immortal!"
"With the magic sword in hand, the magic way is prosperous, and the fairy gate will be defeated!"
Everyone was inexplicably excited, roaring wildly against the wind and smoke that filled the valley.
Their excited cheers echoed throughout the Wuling Valley of Yangjiao Mountain.
"The Demon Dao must win, and the Immortal Gate must lose!" Zhang Shaochen also yelled twice indiscriminately.
With the magic sword in hand, they won a complete victory, and the demon spirits began to evacuate.
At this time, Shao Kang commanded the servants to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess.
Just as he was yelling for the arrangement, he suddenly heard someone calling him:
"Senior brother! Senior brother! What do you think I picked up?"
"Huh?" Shao Kang turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, he almost twisted his nose suddenly!
"Zhang Shaochen, why are you still alive?" He blurted out.
"Huh?" The young man looked blank, "Yes, I am alive. What's wrong, brother?"
"Uh, it's okay, it's okay."
Shao Kang laughed, but he said bitterly in his heart: "Oh, it's true that 'good people don't live long, but disasters last a thousand years'."
"By the way, why are you calling me? Didn't you see that I'm busy?" Shao Kang said in a bad mood.
"Look, brother, what did I pick up?" Like a young man presenting a treasure, he handed the long sword he picked up to Shao Kang to see.
"Oh, it's a rusty sword." Shao Kang teased with a sneer, "Just now I thought you brought a stick."
"Ahem, senior brother was just joking." Zhang Shaochen said awkwardly, "I'm showing you senior brother, just to let you see. Could this sword be dropped by a senior in the sect?" (Remember the website URL : www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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