Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1165 Jet Black Long Sword Sword Spirit Black Jade
  At first glance, this sword is pure white, as crystal clear as a piece of jade.

However, the moment Zhang Yan brought his hand close to the hilt of the sword, the sword instantly turned into pitch black!
  Zhang Yan frowned slightly.

Obviously, this is this fierce sword, reminding myself not to get close.

However, Zhang Yan suddenly activated his Qi to the extreme, and then directly leaned his hand on it.

In an instant, everything around him began to fall apart.

All around, it was like an endless abyss.

A dark gas-shaped long sword was inserted upside down in place.

However, a man did appear a hundred meters ahead.

"Boy, are you really ready to draw your sword?"

The man was also like a sword, wearing a dark robe and his hair was a little messy.

The feeling of dancing in the wind is a bit like a phantom, a non-existent person.

"Are you a sword spirit?" Zhang Yan said casually.

"Well, I guess you still have some knowledge. This is the realm of swords. I am the sword spirit, Black Jade."

There was no hint of tone in Black Jade's voice.

"Black Jade? This sword should also be called Black Jade, right?"

Zhang Yan responded.

"Yes, since you dare to challenge me, then pull him up right here!"

As soon as Black Jade finished speaking, the sword in front of Zhang Yan began to spit out endless black energy in all directions.

These black energies are extremely strange and filled with extremely ominous power.

"What, you don't dare anymore?" Black Jade joked.

Zhang Yan shook his head, "This is the first time I have encountered a sword spirit, or even a domain weapon."

"The Masterless Sword, the domain naturally exists. Unless you can conquer me, otherwise, you will be trapped here for the rest of your life and cannot escape."

Black Jade stood with his hands behind his back.

The black energy of the long sword, like a big hand, began to spread crazily around. In an instant, these black spirits turned into ghosts!

"Give me back my life!"

"This sword hurts my life, so I'll take my life!"

"He who holds the sword, die!"

The spirit of injustice kept screaming, chilling to the bone.

"These wronged souls are the souls of those who died under the sword. If you want to conquer a sword, you must bear the debt of the sword itself together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, those innocent souls were separated from the black energy!
  Then he rushed towards Zhang Yan crazily!
  Endless black energy, like a gushing ocean current, poured directly into Zhang Yan's body.

Zhang Yan, stood firmly in place and allowed those evil spirits to attack!

The air was filled with extremely violent wind sounds.

After about half a stick of incense, Zhang Yan opened his eyes.

The black jade in front of me no longer holds the ghost of injustice.

However, Zhang Yan felt that his body was extremely heavy, as if he was being pressed hard by a mountain!

"Now, are you still willing to bear the name of the curse with this sword?" Black Jade has slowly approached.

Zhang Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, did not speak, but directly leaned his hand against the blade of the sword.

boom!
  The endless sword energy began to surge crazily!
  The space around him was like a broken lens!

"You are the second bastard who dares to put your hands up! Die!"

An extremely violent force seemed to completely suck away the power from Zhang Yan's body!
  Keep grabbing his power!

However, Zhang Yan's voice was still calm as usual.

"A sword should never have to bear so many curses. A sword is a weapon, not a thing that distinguishes good from evil!"

Speaking of this, the sword began to be pulled out of the ground bit by bit!

(End of this chapter)