Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 607

"What happened to Tingxuejian?" Tingxuejian who was placed aside by Xuanyuan Yuewu suddenly let out a low cry, and the silver-white sword began to vibrate continuously.

Xuanyuan Yuewu frowned slightly, and handed the Fengyin Sword to Feng Qinghan, and took the Tingxue Sword in her hand, the violent vibration almost made Xuanyuan Yuewu unable to hold it.

"Could it be because of the Fengyin sword?" Following the whispering of the Tingxue sword, the Fengyin sword in Feng Qinghan's hand also began to vibrate slightly.

Feng Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of the rumors of the sword soul rumored in the Jianghu, she couldn't help but lower her eyes and start to think deeply.

It is said that a spiritual sword will gradually form a sword soul as the sword master's skill continues to improve.If the sword soul is completed, it can stimulate the sword energy gathered during the casting of the internal causes of the sword body.

Both Tingxue Sword and Fengyin Sword are rare swords in the martial arts world, and the sword masters of all dynasties are all masters of martial arts.After hundreds of years of accumulation, the Soul of Sword must have already been formed.

And the more spiritual the sword soul is, the more arrogant it is.If you don't meet the same sword soul, you generally don't want to emerge.

Although these two swords became famous very early, they have always been owned by different sword masters, and there is little overlap.So even though the sword soul has already formed in the sword body, it has not been awakened.

Today, under the influence of the surrounding evil spirits, coupled with the existence of the Phoenix Yin Sword, the sword soul sleeping in the sword body began to awaken. At this moment, the sword soul cherished each other, so they began to whisper to each other.

It's like complaining like complaining, mourning and desolate, like a song of departure, and like writing a song of tactful sorrow.

"The rumor of the sword soul, is it true?" Xuanyuan Yuewu had also heard the rumor of the sword soul, and the reactions of Feng Yinjian and Ting Xuejian at this moment were clearly similar to the signs of the awakening of the sword soul in the rumors.

Suddenly a burst of sword energy flew over, Feng Qinghan hurriedly protected Xuanyuan Yuewu in his arms, swung the sword with his backhand, and dissipated the oncoming sword energy, looked up, and just saw Ye Feng's palm hit by Guiming , the situation of flying out.

Originally, Fulan and Guiming teamed up to barely draw a tie with Ye Feng. Now that Guiming hit Ye Feng's palm, Fulan suddenly felt the pressure on the opposite side suddenly increased.

"Ah Qing, let's try together. If it's really the awakening of the sword soul, we will definitely beat Ye Feng. If it's not..." Xuanyuan Yuewu looked at Fulan who was forced to retreat by Ye Feng in the distance, and grabbed Feng Qing. Han's hands on the hem of his clothes suddenly tightened a little.

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Feng Qinghan, before he could finish speaking, Feng Qinghan gently covered his lips.

"Yue'er, how about incompetence, where there is you, there is me, Feng Qinghan." Knowing what Xuanyuan Yuewu wanted to say, Feng Qinghan smiled softly, reached out to hold Xuanyuan Yuewu's hand, and looked into her eyes Said word by word.

The moment they looked at each other, both of them smiled.Holding Feng Qinghan's hand behind her back, Xuanyuan Yuewu quickly adjusted her breath, and then flew towards the location where Ye Feng and Fulan were located together with Feng Qinghan.

Although these two swords have followed them for many years.

But for tens of thousands of years, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, the quintessence of the morning and evening, the aura conceived and nurtured is not something ordinary people can control.

Before the two of them left, the Phoenix Yin Sword screamed as if the phoenix had been reborn, and the surrounding was silent at first, and the singing sound was heard.

Hundreds of birds are facing the phoenix, and all birds are scrambling to fly up, causing an uproar, the two of them thought something was wrong, everything was beyond their expectations.

It seems to be different from the legend.

During the time of a cup of tea, the birds stopped restless, and the bone-chilling cold poured directly into their bones.

(End of this chapter)