Shenfu Danzun

Chapter 811 Name Can Xue

"Name Canxue, low-grade immortal sword, caster, He Xinian, former sword master Bihaihou!"

When Zhang Kun approached a crystal-clear spirit sword, like a spirit sword cast directly from a piece of ice, a stream of information flowed into his mind, which made him startled. In the lower level, there is actually a legendary low-grade fairy sword!

In the entire Dayan Realm, the best magic weapon that can be obtained is the quasi-celestial weapon. The real fairy weapon only exists in the fairy world, and only in extremely special circumstances will the fairy weapon appear in the lower realm. It will definitely bring a bloodbath and make the world turbulent!
There used to be a super-powerful sect that was one of the three sects, but because it snatched a fairy sword, the sect declined and disappeared in the long river of history. No one will be able to find it!

"hiss!"

Even Zhang Kun, who owns the three fairy swords at the moment, couldn't help but gasp. Even though he couldn't fully control the power of the fairy swords with his strength, the power of each fairy sword was shocking. Already, as soon as it comes out, the sky and the earth will change color, and the sun and moon will have no light!

Zhang Kun has only used the power of Yugu once in the Dayan Realm, that is, he has not even stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, just relying on the Yugu sword skill, Ye Jinbu, directly killed the man holding the fierce sword Liu Chuanzhi was easily beheaded!

You must know that the Ominous Sword Daju is a spiritual treasure, and its power is so powerful that even the Xue Wuhuan in Lin Xinchan's hand can't break the Fierce Sword Daju so simply and neatly!

Zhang Kun took a deep breath and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ming Canxue.

"call!"

At this moment, a gloomy light lit up, and the whole space seemed to be opened into a crack entrance. In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth rushed rapidly, and the surrounding vitality roared and gathered around Zhang Kun. Zhang Kun suddenly felt dizzy , There was darkness in front of his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was no longer in the mirror domain, but in a strange independent space.

"This is where?"

Zhang Kun couldn't help asking, and saw a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the vast aura spread suddenly, and the ray of light split into two figures in an instant, and they both held a transparent ice blade in their hands. Name Can Xue!

"Ok?"

Zhang Kun's face changed suddenly, and he vaguely felt an ominous premonition.

"If you want to gain Ming Canxue's approval, you must defeat its previous sword master and its creator!"

Jing Yu's indifferent voice rang in Zhang Kun's ears.

"call!"

Before Zhang Kun could react, a ray of light that was as fast as a gust of wind flashed towards him. As if suddenly surprised, the ice blade directly pierced Zhang Kun's throat!
A sword seals the throat!
Zhang Kun's face changed wildly. He felt unprecedented pressure, and immediately cast Shadow Die twice, and flew away like a ghost, appearing at the other end of this space.

After cultivating into a Nascent Soul, a monk's life core is transferred to the Nascent Soul. Even if his throat is cut and his head is cut off, as long as his vitality is not completely lost, it can be recovered. However, this is not absolute, and fatal injuries will still occur The life core is a burden, and some overly powerful attacks will cause the life core to rupture even if they do not directly hit the life core!
"puff!"

Zhang Kun couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, he had never suffered such a serious injury!
Forcing himself to calm down, Zhang Kun narrowed his eyes slightly and observed everything around him. There was nothing in this empty space, which was completely specially created for Zhang Kun's trial. Only he defeated the two forces in front of him. Only the figure can go out, otherwise he will be trapped here forever.

Moreover, Zhang Kun is not sure whether he has a chance to fail and start over again, and he will not think about such things. Every battle must be regarded as a battle of life and death, and he must do his best to survive!
Zhang Kun couldn't help licking his lips and showing a slight smile.

"It's interesting, come on!"

The blood eager to fight in Zhang Kun's bones was instantly ignited. Only a powerful enemy can make him progress and let him continue to surpass his own limit!

And this time, he didn't have any external things to rely on, so he could only fight with his own strength. There were two opponents, the former sword master and caster named Can Xue. Don't think about it, the real strength of these two people must be immortal. Level, but here, he was suppressed and became the same as Zhang Kun's realm!
But even so, their understanding of kendo is far beyond Zhang Kun's imagination!

He Xinian, the caster of the name Canxue, his understanding of this sword is beyond common sense. To him, the name Canxue is like a part of his own body. Every quenching with a hammer made him and Ming Canxue's soul better fused together!
And Bihaihou, as the sword master of Ming Canxue, poured all his understanding of the way of the sword into Ming Canxue. He knows this sword like the palm of his hand, and Ming Canxue can exert its greatest power in his hands!

And these two are Zhang Kun's opponents this time. Although they are just phantoms simulated by Jing Yu with great supernatural powers, they can perfectly reproduce their true demeanor in life with the magic of Jing Yu!

It was Bi Haihou who sealed his throat with a sword just now. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he stabbed Zhang Kun again. In his hands, Ming Canxue turned into a snowy light, crystal bright, dreamlike, and silver light dazzling , the moment he swung his sword, three sword qi rushed towards Zhang Kun from different directions, and the cold light on the blade was dazzling!
"Sword come!"

Zhang Kun let out a low cry, and silently recited the scriptures of the Bing Xin Jue. An ice vein was born in his body, and Zhang Kun's surging vitality in the ice vein suddenly came out through his body, condensing into a cold ice sword!
"Clang clang!"

The sound of three metal clashes resounded impressively, and the Frost Spirit Sword was caught by Can Xue in an instant, but Zhang Kun didn't pay attention to this at all. His steps were nimble, like a swimming dragon, exquisite His pace was so wonderful that he trembled, and with his backhand, he once again condensed the ice pulse and turned it into a icy spirit sword, and stabbed directly at He Xi Nian!

He Xi Nian is a powerful weapon refiner, but this does not mean that he has no combat experience. On the contrary, he works with swords all day long, so he naturally knows how to control the name Can Xue he created by himself!
"Thousands of Mountains Twilight Snow!"

I saw a sudden heavy snowfall at this moment, and a thin layer of frost covered the blade of Ming Canxue, just like snowfall in the cold winter, everything around was plunged into freezing cold, and a sense of desolation suddenly emerged !

(End of this chapter)