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Deacon Ye casually took out the yellow Secret Martial Book, walked in front of Yan Xi Feng, and said very seriously: "Yan Xi Feng, although you are not my direct disciple, but I will definitely not side with my own disciples. This Secret Martial Book was a secret technique passed down through the True Martial Sect, ordinary disciples had no chance of cultivating it. This Secret Martial Book will be passed on to you, but you must swear on your heart that this Secret Martial Book cannot be passed on to anyone else, it can only be cultivated by you. "

Although Yan Xi Feng did not know what this Secret Martial Book was, Deacon Ye's seriousness was sufficient enough to prove that this Secret Martial Book was not something an ordinary True Martial Sect cultivation technique could compare to. He immediately knelt in front of Deacon Ye, raised his right hand, put his index and middle finger together, and swore while pointing at the sky: "With the heaven and earth as proof, I, Yan Xi Feng, will teach this Secret Martial Book today, and we will guard this secret, and we will not leak a single word.

Seeing that Yan Xi Feng had promised, Deacon Ye nodded and passed the Secret Martial Book to him.

The instant that Yan Xi Feng received the Secret Martial Book, his expression immediately changed, as joy and excitement appeared on his face at the same time.

Deacon Ye's gaze finally locked onto Limu. After looking at Limu from head to toe, he slowly said: "Limu? Being able to enter the top three as an honorary disciple can also be considered your good fortune. Although your luck is good and you managed to avoid the first three rounds, luck is still a part of a cultivator's strength! I don't know much about you. To rush into the top three rankings, becoming an official disciple is already a matter of course. As for the reward this time, this broadblade nameless blade will be your reward. "

After Deacon Ye said this, he turned around and looked at the four foot long blade that the young disciple was struggling to drag. The back of the blade was very broad and heavy.

Mo Yuhan and Yan Xinfeng's rewards were undoubtedly very practical and attractive, but Limu's rewards seemed to be of little use. How could Limu, with such a small body, support such a thick and broad giant blade? Isn't this making things difficult for Limu?

Although all of the disciples had some sort of guess when they saw this situation, they all revealed an expression of watching a joke.

Such a heavy and huge blade, how could he control it? At the moment, Deacon Ye did not do anything and was only gesturing to Limu, seemingly telling him that this' blunt instrument 'was the reward he had given to him.

"What?!" Are you not satisfied with your master's reward?! This is a reward item arranged by the Elder, it's not that I'm making things difficult for you! If you do not like it, I will take it back! " Deacon Ye's eyes were full of ridicule. Clearly, this was also Yue Peng's intention.

When Limu first saw this giant blade, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The back of the huge blade was very heavy, although it had a blade, it did not open up, it was a Blade-less Giant Blade, and the most interesting part of the blade was that it did not have a name, no one knew where it came from, it was just like Limu at this moment, ordinary and special, like a mysterious Blade-less Giant Blade.

Limu did not answer Deacon Ye's question. Instead, he slowly walked towards the Blade-less Giant Blade.

The young disciple was unable to lift the huge blade. Instead, he held the huge blade with both hands and stood there. Limu walked over and stretched out his red, swollen and quivering right hand towards the huge blade and gently caressed it.

Just as Limu's palm was about to touch the heavy blade of the huge blade, a cold light suddenly flashed on the edge of the huge blade and a bloody light shot out from Limu's palm!

"Buzz ~ ~ ~"

At this time, the huge blade actually let out a cry, and a sweet buzzing sound pierced the sky, surrounding the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, and all the cultivators and deacons in the eight sets of arenas could clearly hear this happy cry.

Limu was shocked. He quickly retracted his right hand and saw that there were two intersecting bloody lines on his palm! Blood was flowing out from Limu's swollen palm.

Deacon Ye was also shocked by this strange phenomenon. He did not expect that after meeting Limu, this heavy sword would produce such a strange phenomenon. Could it be that this nameless giant blade had slept for hundreds of years just to wait for this disciple in front of him?

Although Limu didn't know the reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of affection towards this pitch black nameless giant blade. He seemed to be able to feel the hidden emotions in this giant blade; it was an extreme loneliness and craziness.

Limu's state of mind was infected by the giant blade. Suddenly, an inexplicable impulse and power came from the meridians in his body. Limu's expression also changed and a heroic feeling rose from within his heart.

Limu clenched his fist with difficulty, then he took two steps forward, took the nameless giant blade from the young disciple's hand with his injured right hand, and closed his eyes tightly. A restless feeling suddenly came to his mind, the giant blade in his hand was obviously bone-chilling cold, but it made Limu's heart feel a surging warmth! The Yuan Yang Qi quickly gathered in Limu's Dantian and poured into the huge blade in his hand.

As time passed, Limu began to feel that the blood in his entire body had fused with this giant blade. This strange emotion was affecting Limu, making Limu feel as if the blood in his entire body was being split up and hurting. Countless massacred visions appeared in his mind, among these massacred creatures, there were humans, orcs, Elf Clan, and snow tribe. It was as if Limu was a god of slaughter, killing countless living creatures at once.

Countless illusions originated from the battle. Limu's head felt like it was about to burst. Even though Limu had trained his psychokinesis as a child, he was still unable to withstand this mental impact. He couldn't help but roar towards the sky.

All the illusions disappeared in front of his eyes. However, Limu had returned to the stage, and Limu raised the giant blade above his head with one hand.

Even a blade that was half a head taller than Limu was lifted by a single hand by Limu!

The many disciples and deacons present were all amazed. All kinds of eyes stared at Limu as if they were looking at a monster.

Limu let out a heavy sigh. The giant blade in his hand suddenly came back to reality and pressed down on Limu like a mountain, but it was very difficult for his hand to separate itself from the giant blade. The giant blade was heavily inserted into the arena by Limu, and the arena with a radius of 30 feet around the giant blade was instantly blasted into pieces and deeply caved in.

Everyone was extremely shocked. This giant blade and Limu were truly too strange.

There were countless legends about spirit artifacts in the Spirit Martial Realm, and all of these spirit artifacts contained some kind of mysterious spirit artifact. Only when it met a spirit artifact, would it reveal its true appearance and value. This giant blade might be a spirit artifact forged by some immortal master, but the spirit artifact's legend seemed to be too ethereal.