SanjitNovel Chapter 148
Chapter 148
A series of changes came very suddenly.
It took only 10 minutes from when the Nascent Soul Realm disciples suspected that there was no heavenly spirit sword here, to when they suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.
At this moment, they looked at the group of spirit swords whistling in mid-air, and felt that their thinking couldn't keep up.
The coercion released by many high-level spirit swords made them unable to move.
They are like a group of dumbfounded spectators, watching the scenes happening in front of them with a skeptical view of life.
The heaven-level spirit swords with their own characteristics flew towards Mufeng like a tired bird returning to the forest.
As the sword trembled, humanized shouts came out.
Like excitement, but also like longing.
Mu Feng stood where he was, very embarrassed.
He did not expect such a situation to appear.
I didn't use the power of Shenwu Jianxin, are these heavenly spirit swords so sensitive?
The earth-level spirit sword that he refused to keep within one arm had already been knocked to the ground by his 'big brothers'.
Gathering around Mu Feng again at this moment is a group of long swords of various colors like peacocks.
Mu Feng tried to comfort him: "The sect has a rule that disciples can only leave the Sword Mountain with one spirit sword. Although meeting each other is a fate, but the rules are the rules, and no one can make exceptions."
Since the Heavenly Level Spirit Sword already has the consciousness of choosing a master, it can naturally understand the words of the prospective master.
They circled around Mu Fengfei several times first, and after realizing that the other party really only wanted to take one brother out, they immediately started attacking each other.
Metal and iron clashed, and sword lights lingered.
The entire peak area of Sword Mountain was completely reduced to the scene of fighting between spirit swords.
They also knew that the disciples in this sect could not be seriously injured, so they all restrained their strength and only greeted fiercely at the same kind, not letting the slightest sword energy fall on those disciples who were like targets.
Bai Wan hid behind Mu Feng, with a small head popping out, her flashing beautiful eyes were full of surprise and admiration.
And those Nascent Soul Realm disciples who were nailed in place were going crazy.
The experience of this trip to Jianshan gave them a very strange life experience.
Those arrogant and mysterious heaven-level spirit swords actually fought for the chance to recognize their master? !
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A certain position above the middle peak of Jianshan Mountain.
The male cultivator who came with Bai Wan just now chose a steep mountain road where no one has stepped on.
He learned from his master that the chances of choosing a good sword are higher on this rough road than in other places.
In short, under the same opportunities and conditions, prizes that exceed expectations can be offered here.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat cross-legged on the mountain path, and carefully adjusted his breath.
Recalling Bai Wan's intimacy with that young man before, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth.
"Just wait and see! I will definitely go down the mountain with an earth-level spirit sword, so that you can see clearly who is the leader of the Jindan stage!"
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Outside Jianshan, all the elders were very excited at this time.
They looked at the nine rays of light that appeared in the area of the peak, and discussed enthusiastically.
"The overall strength of the disciples this time is very good. They can persist for so long under the pressure of the peak."
"Maybe there is a heaven-level spirit sword born, but I don't know, which disciple can have such a blessing?"
"I think Chen Zhou is the most likely. After all, his cultivation is the strongest, and his own chance is also very good."
"No matter what, if they can persevere to the present level, they have already surpassed others by too much. Even if no one obtains high-level items, then there is nothing to regret."
are discussing.
An elder turned his head and looked at Gong Wenbai: "Old Gong! You have to cheer up! Although there are no disciples under your seat on the peak, the sect's descendants are young and promising. We elders should share the same honor and disgrace." Just watch."
The elder who spoke was Chen Zhou's master.
He and Gong Wenbai were at odds, and at this moment, seizing the opportunity, he naturally wanted to ridicule him grandiosely.
Gong Wenbai secretly rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: This old man is really bad.
But in front of so many elders, it was difficult for him to say anything, lest he appear to be too petty.
Therefore, Gong Wenbai tried his best to force a smile at him: "What is Elder Xiao talking about? When the disciples come out later, our disciples have to learn more from the disciples of Elder Xiao."
Hearing Gong Wenbai's words, Elder Xiao laughed loudly: "It's easy to say, easy to say."
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above the peak.
The fight between the heavenly spirit swords finally came to an end.
A black epee narrowly won the group battle.
It bloomed with pride, and slowly drifted towards Mu Feng, shaking its head.
Even now, Mu Feng is too embarrassed to deny it.
Everyone has fought for him, and if he refuses again, it is really inappropriate.
"Okay, let's take you away."
Hearing that the master finally admitted his identity, Mo Seepee was very happy.
It fell into Mu Feng's palm on its own initiative, swinging back and forth like a fish's tail.
It felt like he was urging Mu Feng to bleed to recognize the Lord.
In fact, Mu Feng, who possessed the sword heart of the martial arts, could directly omit this step.
But right now there are still so many people staring at him, it's not good for him to behave too differently.
After all, the scene of the heaven-level spirit sword fighting just now was already very eye-catching, even unbelievable.
After putting away the epee, Mu Feng turned to Bai Wan and said, "Let's go, I will accompany you to the middle peak to choose a sword."
Just now, Mu Feng had a thought, thinking whether to choose a long sword here and give it to the little girl.
But after thinking about it for a while, if you do that, it may harm the other party instead.
It is a crime to conceive a jade, even if you are in the sect, you cannot be defenseless.
Bai Wan supports every decision Mu Feng makes.
Immediately, he happily responded, and followed him down the mountain.
"This junior brother, please wait a moment!"
Zhou Yue's voice came from behind.
Seeing Mu Feng turning her head, she quickly pointed to a certain place on the ground: "Junior brother, can I take that earth-level spirit sword?"
Mu Feng glanced casually, and his eyes fell on the long sword lying on the ground.
The long sword suddenly floated up slightly, and the sword exuded a light full of hope.
Then, it heard Mu Feng say: "Go, she is very suitable for you."
As soon as the words fell, the earth-level spirit sword flew backwards towards the female cultivator, and firmly inserted its hilt into the opponent's palm.
Sensing the intimacy of Lingjian towards her, Zhou Yue's eyes were red with excitement.
She immediately raised her hand to caress the blade of the sword, cut her palm, and drew a bloodstain, completing the most important step of identifying the master.
"Junior brother! Thank you so much, I..."
While Zhou Yue was talking, she looked up, but there was no one there.
That tall and handsome young junior had gone down the mountain path and disappeared without a trace.