Mortal bone

The sword light all over his body also gradually gathered into a golden sword light, spreading out little by little.

"You are obviously a heavenly spirit bone, but you live like a waste, what qualifications do you have to preach to me?"

The way Zhou Tong looked at Zhao Qian gradually changed from disdain to vigilance.

"Brother Zhou, there is actually one thing that I have never told anyone."

Zhao Qian smiled, stretched out his hand and stretched his muscles, and murmured:

"After being tested as a heavenly spirit bone, I saw that everyone didn't want to play with me, so I deliberately stopped practicing so that I could become like everyone else.

"One year, three years, five years."

"Gradually, I myself forgot that I was a celestial spirit bone. One day after that, I found that even if I started to practice hard, I couldn't get back the feeling of clear thinking when I practiced when I was a child. .”

"Thus, I became a waste in your mouth. I was ridiculed every day. Day after day, year after year, I also began to treat myself as a waste."

Hearing this, Zhou Tong smiled coldly and said:

"Looking at your posture, could it be that you have re-remembered the matter of being a heavenly spirit bone today?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qian shook his head and said:

"Yes."

While speaking, he pinched his sword fingers, then raised his arms expressionlessly.

"boom!--"

The moment he raised his arm, a golden sword light formed by countless sword lights shot up from Zhao Qian's body.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a golden beam of light, penetrating the heaven and the earth.

At the same time, a sword intent full of invincibility swept across Wulaotan.

This invincible sword intent even broke the hearts of many disciples on the field in an instant.Because they felt that in front of this sword intent, their own swords were like dead branches, vulnerable to a single blow.

"As expected of the Seventh Gold Sword Bone, one of the strongest Sword Cultivation Spirit Bone in the world."

On the Yunlou stands, just as Huang Que and Liu Chuxuan were staring at the sword light on Hidden Sword Ping with dumbfounded faces, Patriarch Wuya suddenly clapped his hands and praised.

On the opposite cloud tower, Sword Saint Amon suddenly asked Chen Hao a question:

"Do you know why the ancestors of Qingxuan deliberately kept other disciples away from Zhao Qian?"

"Protect Zhao Qian?"

Chen Hao asked tentatively.

"No, they are protecting other disciples."

"Protect other disciples?"

"If it weren't for Zhao Qian's xinxing problem, the cultivation speed and achievement of Gengjin Sword Bone talent would be enough to destroy the Dao Heart of any disciple of the same generation. Because in front of this talent, all your efforts will become a joke .”

Amon nodded.

When Chen Hao heard this, he turned his gaze back to Zhao Qian and Zhou Tong on Zangjianping with a look of astonishment.

Like everyone else, Zhou Tong looked at Zhao Qian with horror.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I really wanted to tell you when I was young that the sword in my eyes is really different from the sword in your eyes."

As Zhao Qian spoke, he slid his sword finger lightly.

At the same time as he swiped his sword finger, the sound of sword cries suddenly resounded between the sky and the earth, and a golden sword mark appeared in the sky, making the sky look like a gap was opened.

"Your swords are too slow, too blunt, and too stupid."

Zhao Qian withdrew his sword finger and looked at Zhou Tong expressionlessly.

"boom!……"

Almost as soon as Zhao Qian looked over, Zhou Tong's suppressed aura suddenly exploded, and at the same time thunderbolts and swords flew around him.

Just like a pair, as if facing the enemy's posture.

In fact, it wasn't just him, even the black dragon elder beside him couldn't help revealing the monster clan's true body, and at the same time, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Just now, he just met Zhao Qian's eyes, and he had the illusion of being pierced by Wan Jian.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Qingxuan were shocked and frightened.

Zhao Qian at this time, even if you don't meet his eyes, just looking at his back makes him feel like he's sitting on pins and needles, as if a handle is pressed against his neck.

At this moment, Chen Hao finally understood what Master Amon said just now.

Even Xu Taiping, after sensing the aura exuding from Zhao Qian's body, the water knife around his waist kept trembling.

Just when he was wondering, Fairy Lingyue's voice sounded in his mind:

"Gengjin Spiritual Bone, also known as Gengjin Sword Bone, is a kind of spiritual bone that is very suitable for sword cultivators. However, once a monk with this kind of spiritual bone is unstable, it is easy to lose everyone. In this case, you Peak Lord, Not uncommon."

Hearing this, Xu Taiping's heart suddenly changed, and he nodded secretly.

"Zheng..."

But at this moment, there were bursts of wailing sword chants suddenly sounding from the bottom of Wulaotan.

Through the emerald green pool water, one can see a ray of light like a swimming dragon, swimming non-stop at the bottom of the pool.

Hearing the sound of the sword, Zhao Qian turned his eyes away from Zhou Tong's body and turned to the pool beside him.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand towards the pool, and called softly:

"Old friend, I'm here to pick you up."

As soon as the words fell, a sword cry rose through the air, followed by a mass of sword light piercing the water like a dragon with a "boom", flying straight towards Zhao Qian.

"boom!"

The long sword smashed into Zhao Qian's hand heavily.

Zhao Qian, holding a long sword in his hand, slowly raised his head to look at the Zhou channel:

"Senior Brother, is Junior Brother worthy to ask you about the sword?"