In an instant, Zhao Lingtai felt a cold sword intent.

This sword intent seems familiar, but it is a bit unfamiliar...

After decades, old friends have met each other and never met each other; the same is true for artifacts, although it is a flying sword he has used for ten years.

The structure of the flying sword is very different from ordinary weapons. Whether it is the material or the casting method, it is something at different levels.

It is precisely because of this that it is destined to be extraordinary and expensive.

The so-called magical weapons are visible in the world, but flying swords are much rarer.

Zhao Lingtai only obtained the first flying sword after being promoted to the realm of human immortals. For this sword, he almost traveled all over the world and searched for various rare materials everywhere before he could barely forge this sword and named it "Grassland".

It was also this flying sword that made him truly famous and invincible.

However, ten years later, Zhao Lingtai's understanding of swordsmanship leaped to a new level, and he relied on a new flying sword. The "grassland" became an old sword and was buried in the small South China Sea.

No one knows what Zhao Lingtai’s move is meant to be “loving the new and getting tired of the old”? Please, no matter how old it is, it is still a priceless flying sword. Even if you don’t use it, it can be passed on to your disciples and can be regarded as a treasure of the sect.

However, Zhao Lingtai threw the flying sword directly into the lake, as if he had thrown a stone.

This matter is confusing and talked about by others, which adds a bit of legend to Zhao Lingtai.

But only he himself knew best that he did not abandon his sword, but raised his sword!

The Little South China Sea is vast and the scenery is pleasant. The most important thing is that there are spiritual veins at the bottom of the lake, and the water system is extremely rich, which is consistent with the characteristics of the grass sword. The flying sword here can absorb the breath of water, remove impurities, and transform.

Before ascending, Zhao Lingtai certainly could not have thought that he would suffer injustice and be demoted to the mortal world. He just wanted to keep the grass sword warm at the bottom of the lake. When the time was ripe, he could show his spirit in the sword sect and let the forest and others come to get the sword. That's all.

But at the moment, everything has changed.

So Zhao Lingtai simply took it himself. As for the other flying sword buried in the Lingtai, he had his own arrangements and would not move it at any time.

The Grassland Sword is an important part of Zhao Lingtai's plan to return to the peak. After all, what he wants to do this time is not to fight the invincible hand of the world, his real enemy is in heaven.

For a ridiculous crime, doesn’t Heaven know if a mere gatekeeper can steal thousands of peaches?

The answer is self-evident.

But they were convicted like this.

Zhao Lingtai was unwilling to accept it, and even more dissatisfied!

Then, let's start with this first flying sword...

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and he held the oars tightly with both hands, but he still rowed slowly, looking neither anxious nor impatient.

Although the sword light appeared in the world for only a short moment, it was so clear that it gave the many sword seekers who met tonight.

Before this, the flying sword also showed some clues, which were quite vague and erratic. Even so, countless people were like chicken blood, and they had to wander to the Little South China Sea every night and hit the chance. Outside Nanhai County, there were also such a group of people on the vast South China Sea, but what they were looking for was another larger immortal fate: the Dragon Cave Secret!

Both are essentially almost the same.

The South China Sea is a real vast ocean, with stormy waves and many crises; in contrast, the small South China Sea seems much more peaceful, with the bright moon shining on the lake, sparkling, full of poetry and painting.

However, the moment the flying sword stimulated the fluorescence, the warm appearance was torn apart, and the sword lights and sword shadows were roaring and screaming, intertwining them.

The boats were cheering up and rushed to the northwest. On the route they were rushing towards, they were inevitably encountering others, and had a slight collision with each other, or they might dislike them, and they would immediately start killing them.

Plop!

During the fierce fight, people kept falling into the water, and some even couldn't do it, struggling and shouting in panic.

"Young Master, I could see clearly just now, and it should be three miles away."

In the pleasure boat, the thin old man said to the young master looking for happiness.

Young Master Xunhuan was young and had a beautiful face and starry eyes. He sat upright, looking at the various boats fighting not far away, frowned slightly: "King Gu, is the thing left by Zhao Lingtai really that good? It's worth their hard work?"

The Gu Gong smiled: "Of course, that's a flying sword."

Young Master Xunhuan asked, "Since that's the case, why did Zhao Lingtai throw the flying sword into the lake?"

Gu Gong touched his chin, thought for a while, and then said, "I think he might be raising a sword."

"Stealing a sword?"

The young master Xunhuan was attracted by interest.

Gu Gong sighed: "I don't know much about the specificity, but Zhao Lingtai is full of mystery. There are rumors that his luck is destined to be extraordinary. What he does often have deep meaning."

Young Master Xunhuan listened and snorted coldly: "Is that so? Then, according to your intention, if I am with him, who will win or lose?"

Gu Gong secretly called him bad. He knew his own young master's temperament. He was the most competitive and arrogant. He never wanted to be inferior to others. He kept saying that Zhao Lingtai was good in front of him, but he was a taboo and quickly said vaguely: "Young Master, then Zhao Lingtai has already ascended to the fairy world, and there is nothing to compare..."

"Ascend?"

Young Master Xunhuan said coldly: "It's not a difficult thing. He can do it, I'm fine."

“That’s that’s that’s it.”

Gu Gong quickly flattered and said, "Young Master is from the Immortal Sect. Unlike him, after ascending, he will be guided by himself. Our Emei is a giant power with the cave heaven in the fairy world. What does Zhao Lingtai compare with you?"

This made Young Master Xunhuan feel quite comfortable and smiled: "Although that flying sword is not a good thing, since you have encountered it, let's use it for fun."

The tone was relaxed, as if the flying sword was already in the bag.

Gong Gu didn't think the young master was talking big. In the world, flying swords are rare, but for the three immortal sects, they have a profound foundation and a lot of treasures. As soon as Master Xunhuan was promoted to the Yangshen Realm, the immortal sect rewarded a flying sword. It was of good quality, and there were also several powerful magic weapons. It can be said that they were all treasures.

No matter what, if the quantity increases, the amount will naturally be missing.

"Okay, young master, let's go and get this sword!"

As he said that, Gu Gong stood high on the bow of the boat, his feet slightly pressed, and the pleasure boat rushed out like an arrow, with a very fast speed, causing two waves.

Bang bang bang bang!

I bumped into some boats along the way and immediately overturned them into the water, which was simply unstoppable.

"These little shrimps and miscellaneous people don't know what to do..."

Gu Lao sneered in his heart, carried his hands on his back, and exhaled: "Emei is here to find happiness, and the idle people are waiting, retreat quickly!"

The sound was sensational and spread far away. It was really powerful and proud!
Chapter completed!