C306 Big Sword

It was a black blade that couldn't even be reflected by light. Its entire body was emitting a strange aura.

This blade was called the Soul Summoning Blade.

Mount Kongtong was a training ground that had been passed down since ancient times as Guang Chengzi's. Emperor Xuanyuan had once asked Guang Chengzi about this place, and he had finally achieved great things. And Guang Chengzi's proud magic treasure was called the Soul Falling Bell. With a shake, it caused one to lose their will to fight and lose all ability to resist. Not even gods could escape.

The Fallen Soul Blade had taken this intention. When this saber was used, it gave off a murderous and nefarious feeling. Teachers' hearts and souls were unsettled. Usually, the opponent would only be able to use seventy to eighty percent of their martial arts. That was already quite good. If they were muddle-headed, they might lose the battle.

Bi Feng held the Soul Drop Blade in his hand and felt that he had grasped what he could rely on. The uneasiness and panic in his heart eased up a lot. When he looked at his opponent, Ye Shiyuan, he had a smile on his face as he looked at the Soul Drop Blade in his hand. He had no intention of drawing his sword, and the emotions in his heart could not help but turn into anger.

This kid was young, and he was quite extravagant. Even Lee Hongji, who was full of domineering aura, was impressed by his manners.' You are just a disciple of the Ye family. ' So what if you are a six-colored sword tassel expert? The older you get, the wiser. Don't tell me you have a 100% chance of defeating me?

Furthermore, this battle wasn't just a battle, it was a goal that was achieved and obstructed. Since you are so arrogant, then don't blame me for being unscrupulous. Just like the two gambling games just now, when we fight, there is no rule for each of us to show our abilities.

After giving himself a sufficient reason, all his actions became smooth and natural. Since there were rules in the game, then he had to know how to use the rules of the game. This was the best way to win the game. Everything else is easy.

Bi Feng saw how arrogant his opponent was, but he still didn't draw his sword. He thought to himself, You can't blame me for this.

Bi Feng held the Soul Drop Blade in his right hand and raised his left hand. Three concealed weapons, one on the left, one on the right, shot towards Ye Shiyuan. The concealed weapons were triangular in shape and had three sharp horns. They were shaped like triangular-shaped plum blossoms. There was a name called "Three Hearted Doubts." Every time this concealed weapon was used, it would form a pair. Only when it was used together would it be considered an expert.

This was because the concealed weapon itself had many piercing points. It was already not easy to fire one, and it was even more difficult to fire two at the same time. For someone like Bi Feng who could shoot three at the same time, he was even more of an expert amongst experts.

The strength of this hidden weapon was that it made the opponent not dare to easily bump into it. The three sharp corners of the "Three Hearted and Two Hearted" had clever tricks respectively. If one did not know what was going on, he would use a weapon to smash the hidden weapon. Not only did he not smash the concealed weapon, but the concealed weapon that was close to him would also fly toward him at an even faster speed. If he wanted to dodge again, how could he make it in time?

The three of them simultaneously shot out, making it difficult for the opponent to dodge. They could only passively choose to use weapons to block it. This way, it naturally hit the target.

After firing the "Three Hearted and Two Hearted" hidden weapon, Bi Feng did not stop at all. With a flash, he went straight to Faang Yiduo, who was tied to the flagpole. In any case, the bet for this battle was to see this human head as a sacrifice to the flag. There was no need to fuss about anything else. No matter how he won, as long as he won, it would be fine.

The winner takes all. In the martial arts world, this was the only principle that had never changed.

The black Soul Dropping Blade was like a sickle in the hands of the god of death. Bi Feng could even feel it chirping happily in his hand. He was excited to be able to harvest another life. At this moment, a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry suddenly rang out. As if he had been suppressed by fear and had met his nemesis, the sound of the Fallen Soul Saber suddenly turned into a wail. It was twisting in Bi Feng's hand, but it seemed as if it wanted to escape from his grip.

Bi Feng was shocked. That dragon cry and phoenix cry was obviously the sound of a treasure being unsheathed. It was activated by its owner's inner energy, stealing people's hearts and souls. Even the Fallen Soul Saber in his hand could not withstand it. What kind of great treasured sword could it be?

However, this was not the time to be fussing over this. No matter what, he had to achieve his current goal first. Bi Feng felt that at his age, he couldn't bear the failure of a reunion that he hadn't seen for a long time. Therefore, he could only use all of his means to win. He had no time to worry about it.

Although he had the same thoughts and actions, it wasn't up to him to decide whether he could succeed or not.

The Soul Drop Blade in his hand was less than three meters away from Faang Yiduo's neck. However, he heard a metal wind sound behind him and a sharp object pierced towards his back at lightning speed.

Bi Feng's heart sank. He did not expect the other party to break his hidden weapon so quickly. It was so loud that it could be heard. He might be able to cut off the head of this kid on the flagpole and sacrifice it to the flag. But the sword on his back could pierce through his heart. Should he win the bet then?

But if he lost his life, what was the point of winning?

Bi Feng was not a fool. At least, he was not the kind of fool he thought he was. Therefore, he had to not use his life to exchange for honor.

There was no need to weigh the pros and cons. Bi Feng chose to turn around and swing his blade backhanded. He would first block this thunderous strike. However, the Soul Drop Saber in his hand was still as disobedient as ever, twisting and turning. It whimpered and resisted the attack unwillingly in its master's hand.

A metallic sound rang out as the Soul Drop Blade collided with the other party's divine weapon. This time, the Fallen Soul Blade was truly completely silent. When the two collided, the Soul Falling Blade, the divine weapon that Bi Feng was always proud of, became silent. A deep wound was left on the blade.

This time, the Lost Soul Blade met its nemesis. The soul of someone else who had fallen for his entire life seemed to have finally received retribution. His soul also scattered and disappeared. It became dark and faint, no longer divine.

It turned out that this sword actually had a connection with the Lost Soul Blade.

In the legends, when Xiqi defeated Zhou, Tongtian Sect Master gathered all four swords to create the Immortal Execution Grand Formation. The Immortal Execution Sword, Immortal Execution Sword, Immortal Trapping Sword, and Immortal Execution Sword could only be broken by saints. One should know how powerful they were.

After that... After that, there was the secret master of the Tang Dynasty, Duan Zi, who admired his reputation and spent his whole life to refine three swords. It was called the Immortal Execution Sword, the Immortal Execution Sword, and the Immortal Trapping Sword. In the end, there was only one person who was poor: the Immortal Execution Sword, the Immortal Trapping Sword, and the Immortal Trapping Sword. Since the three swords were executed, Duan'zi was like a lamp that had run out of oil, and he didn't have the spare strength to forge the final Immortal Ending Sword.

After that, Daoist Binghui continued to forge the Immortal Execution Sword, forming the Immortal Execution Four Swords.

It was said that the four swords were all mystical and their sharpness was no less than that of the Ten Great Divine Weapons. However, these were all legends in the martial arts world. They were like myths and legends, and almost no one saw them with their own eyes.

Now, when everyone saw this sword, not only did it roar and cry, but it also sounded like a phoenix cry. It was different from the cold glint of an ordinary sword. It actually emitted a red glow. Someone couldn't help but think of a sentence, "The Immortal Execution Sword is sharp, the Immortal Execution Sword is dead, the Immortal Trapping Sword is emitting red light everywhere. The Immortal Extinguishing Change is endless. The blood of the Great Luo Divine Immortal dyed his clothes."

Could it be that this sword was the last sword made by the legendary Master Secret Duan Zi, the Immortal Trapping Sword?