Chapter 163: The Realm of the Phantom Sword

“…… We know that before I do that, I would like to ask the Sword Master a question. Jian Xi sank and spoke very emotionally.

"Say, if I knew, I would have told you." Yun Luo replied.

"When did the Sword Master meet Yunxiao?" Jian Xi's words made Yun Luo stunned, I thought she would ask some strange questions, but I didn't expect it to be this, and replied as a matter of course: "I was given to me by my master when I was ten years old, let me always take it with me, according to his inference, this is my sword of life, to be honest, the master's words still make me a little foggy." ”

The sword tide slowly fell, and Yun Luo stretched out his palm to stop it in his palm: "What's the matter, it seems to be a little relieved to look at you." ”

Jian Xi raised his head and smiled: "The master of the sword master is really a magical person, I doubt that he is a powerful god and demon, just like the god of prophecy." ”

Yun Luo sighed: "I don't know much about the master, although I have lived with him for ten years, but I only know that he is an amiable and doting old man who dotes on me, and the master usually acts mysteriously and does not tell me, but I know very well that what the master says rarely makes mistakes, at least, in the past ten years, he has only made one mistake in my calculations." ”

As if remembering the past, Yun Luo laughed at the appearance of the master in his mind.

"Let's talk to Jianxi." The little goblin flew around Yun Luo again.

"That's the calculation of the sword, when the master met me, he said that I had twelve swords in my life, and in the eighth year, he changed his words and said that it should be fourteen swords, although I don't know where the master said this, but at least I don't seem to have encountered a few sword blades now." Yun Luo smiled and fell back.

Jian Xi jumped to Yun Luo's chest: "I am considered one, the blade is counted as one, and the devouring famine is also, as far as I am concerned, there are already three!" ”

Yun Luo frowned, and just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jian Xi: "In order to help you exhaust all your sword intent this time, and let Yunxiao give in, it is equivalent to enhancing your strength, if you speak evil words to the Devouring Desolation again, it will be a fundamental violation of the sword master's own creed." ”

Yun Luo was shocked by these words, and wanted to speak several times but didn't say anything, and finally laughed out loud: "Even if she saves me, it's just that I owe her a favor, as a return gift for consuming sword intent, I will give her the Flame Heart Holy Fruit and thank her, but Yulin's incident, I said, unless Yulin wakes up, don't talk about it, I and her are still enemies." ”

Jian Xi sighed slightly, this is already the best situation she can get, at least she can make Devouring Desolation have an extra benefactor in front of the Sword Master, even if the Sword Lord hates Devouring Desolation, he will not speak too badly about it.

“…… Jianxi, why did you help devouring the famine so much? Yun Luo asked as he lay down and closed his eyes.

"Because, she and I are both sword spirits, sword spirits that belong to the sword master." Jian Xi flew in front of Yun Luo and looked at Yun Luo who opened his eyes.

"Thank you so much." Yun Luo raised his hand, and the light sword intent of the streamer pulsed in his hand.

"It turns out that you can see the sword master." Jian Xi smiled sweetly, the moment Yun Luo woke up, she had already sent the sword intent she had to Yun Luo, and it was impossible to have the same sword intent for the second time, so in addition to the clear and transparent white sword intent in her body, Yun Luo clearly felt the starry-like artistic conception that had just appeared, and knew that it was the star sword intent after thinking about it slightly.

"You said before that it is better than the clouds, and I don't see any difference in this sword that has been with me for ten years." Yun Luo finally asked this crucial question.

Jian Xi smiled bitterly: "It is the sword soul of Jiuxiao, the existence of the sword body is transformed by its own existence, and its strength is far beyond the current Jiuxiao." ”

“…… It's too bizarre, did the dust and reality intersect so long ago? After Yun Luo asked this, he had woken up leisurely, the time at this time had passed midnight, and it was rare that there was no one in the room, and after getting up, he heard the sound of "buzzing" swords, and Yunxiao appeared from his receiving ring, hovering sideways.

Yun Luo was a little in the heart of the sword: "How much are you still hiding from me, really." ”

When he finished speaking, the sky soared with sword intent, and the white sword intent visible to the naked eye slowly enveloped his body, and after a while, the room in front of him had turned into a misty fairyland, looking around, he could only see the range of a few meters in front of him, no matter how he walked, the fog was thick and did not disperse.

The next moment, Yunxiao suddenly appeared in his hand, and at the same time, there was a sword intent like a dark cloud pressing on the sky, when Yun Luo looked up, there were already hundreds of sword blades piercing, the sword blade turned, and his heart moved with the blade.

"Dangdang" a few soft sounds, dozens of sword blades have been stopped by Yun Luo by flicking the sword, by this breath, Yun Luo has already flown out, the sword intent turned into shape, the stars are shields, white slashes are swords, all the sword blades killed in the sky are broken, as Yun Luo continues to dodge the defense, the sword blades in the air are not reduced but more and more, like a rainstorm fierce, even Yun Luo began to be tired of coping.

At the same time, he also sacrificed the sword move, the Phantom Sword, and the ten thousand blades of the sword came out of the sheath together, colliding with the sword blades in the air and dissipating, at this moment he was shocked, the sword created by the phantom sword itself is a phantom, since it can collide with it, that is to say, this sword rain in the sky is all empty!

Thinking of this, Yun Luo deliberately slowed down the speed of the sword in his hand, and let a sword blade pass through the defensive net and rub his arm, but the pain in his hand made him realize that this was not a phantom at all, it seemed to be an illusion: "So that's the case!" ”

The Phantom Sword came out again, the sword intent all poured out in an instant, and the ten thousand sword blades were all in the posture of the sky, following the powerful sword intent to fly out of the air, and the sound of countless weapons colliding and staggering sounded, at the same time, Yun Luo stood up with the sword, the phantom sword was with him, and he drank lightly for a moment, and then out of the Phantom Sword, all the sword blades were all moved, and the sea of swords in the sky broke a crack, this instant, Yun Luo's spirit reflected, and the sky was already his own room in front of him, and Yunxiao fell lightly in his hand: "Is this the artistic conception of the Phantom Sword?" ”

The first sword of the Nine Heavens contained in his mind has already had two more sentences - the Phantom Sword: The sword is like an abyss, deep and formless, the phantom feather is moving, it seems to be illusory but not illusory, virtual and real, and it is instantaneous!

When he calmed down, his door was quietly pushed open, and Leah walked up to him with a sleepy look, and then said, "Senior brother, you wake up, then I will sleep." ”

Then he fell on Yun Luo's body, and Yun Luo couldn't cry or laugh.