"I've seen the master." A young man in a simple cyan robe appeared behind Jun Mad with a respectful attitude and no slackness - even if Jun Mad was equivalent to many generations of juniors to him.

Although it is just a simple robe, there is no superfluous decoration, it is still difficult to hide the extravagance of the young man, even if he appears behind Jun Madness, the momentum still has the momentum to overpower Jun Madness.

Whoever sees it understands that this sword spirit is not simple.

"I'm sorry, but I called you out at this time." Jun Mad didn't look back, "Later, I will give you time and a trace of the memories left by Shenhuang, and now I still need the help of my seniors." ”

"What's so hard about that?" A faint light flashed from the body of the long sword, and it began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wisps of transparent thin threads hung down, like a bead curtain, and with a faint glimmer of light, it almost covered Jun Mad's figure.

After a few breaths, the silk thread converged and wrapped around Jun Mad's wrists.

Others are good to say, Reilly saw the silk string in Jun Madman's hand, his eyes were straight, and his eyes couldn't help but shine, as if he had found some life goal worthy of worship.

"I'm betting five cents, and he's definitely deliberately showing off in front of your eyes." Jun Qian pursed his lips in disgust, "Don't fall into his arms and give him a sense of superiority." ”

"What kind of person is he......" Zhen Chen thought for a moment, he had already noticed that Jun Mad was unusual.

"Let's be an ordinary person." Qin Xiao smiled slightly, "I think he is not a show, but his usual means are to defeat the enemy, and it is a little difficult to keep his hands." After a pause, she added, "But this string is indeed an unusual object, and I am afraid that it values strength and opportunity more." As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Ling Susu.

In terms of strong luck, Ling Susu is no worse than them.

Antiquities are definitely not available to everyone, and if it weren't for the atmospheric luck, I'm afraid I would never have heard of it in my life, let alone use it. Presumably, Ling Susu also has a very rare opportunity, otherwise it would be impossible for Jun Mad to keep her without one more and one less with her.

Ling Susu nodded, which was regarded as a sign of agreement, and her attention was basically on the screen.

"Thank you, senior." Jun madly stroked the light silk string in his hand, lowered his eyes to look at the fish below who was holding a broad-backed firewood knife that was one foot long, hooked his finger at the latter, and made a provocative motion.

The surnamed Yu stood in place and did not move, but his body was a little shorter than before, and his feet began to accumulate strength, as if he was ready to leap up.

"Green silk! Cloth traps. Jun Mad coughed lightly, "Just block the sky." ”

"Yes." Before the words fell, the silk strings that were originally wrapped around Jun Mad's wrists were loosened a few layers, and before others could see clearly, the sky was densely covered with silk strings.

The ancient famous sword "Qingsi", which is as famous as "Zhaoying", synthesizes the phoenix and blood.

The shadow can be turned into eighteen kinds of weapons, which are the weapons inherited by the emperors of the past generations; In addition to its original shape, green silk can only be turned into endless silk strings, swords, guns, swords, halberds and halberds are constantly cut, and the entanglement can be used as royal armor, and throwing it will become a life-seeking trap.

The material used to forge the two swords comes from the same Ancient Divine Sword, which is infused with the essence blood of the Divine Phoenix when casting, so it is particularly precious.

The sword spirit of the two swords, Zhaoying is the henchman and maid of the failed Shenhuang tragedy, and he is the top five powerhouses of the Ling clan that year, loyal to the Shenhuang, and the single-minded protector was seriously injured by the Devouring Flame Phoenix, and died; Qing Si is a peacock of the Ling clan, a civil and military official to the great elder of the Ling clan, and the strongest person of the Ling clan except for the Divine Phoenix, but unfortunately he died young and was killed by the jealous devouring flame phoenix design.

Both of them are the strongest people of the Ling Clan, both died at the hands of the Flame Devouring Phoenix, unable to reshape their bodies and resurrect, they can only rely on artifacts to exist, and have since become instrument spirits.

The fall of the Divine Phoenix, the burial of two famous swords, a few years later on the eve of the reincarnation of Jun Wuxian, the Divine Phoenix Tomb opened, and the ancient famous sword was able to see the light of day.

As a weapon of the emperors of the past dynasties, the shadow is always by his side; And the green silk is the treasure of the town of the high priest's house, and it is not allowed to be invited unless it is a thousand-year sacrifice. It is reasonable for Jun Mad to wear two hats and have two swords at the same time.

At the moment when the trap in the air was formed, the man surnamed Yu also slashed over with a knife. His movements were very direct, leaping high and focusing his power on the blade. With a swing of the sword, a strong sword wind came with the slight sound of the air being cut.

However, it was only halfway through the split, and before the blade fell to Jun Madness, it seemed to be entangled by something, and the momentum of the chopping stopped abruptly, so that the figure of the surnamed Yu was shocked. The big wood knife was fixed in the air, but he refused to let go, maintaining a chopping posture, and hung in the air.

"Poof!" Jun couldn't help laughing, thinking that it was really a bit like a salted fish hanging under the eaves of a farmer's house.

"Master......" Qingsi shook her head helplessly, obviously not agreeing with Jun Mad's frivolous attitude.

"Well, I was wrong." Jun smiled wildly, "I can already see the tail of the fish, and the scales on my hands can be seen clearly. "It's already certain that it's a sea tribe that hasn't fully transformed, but it's hard to say for sure, after all, the shape of the tail is a bit strange.

Qingsi looked suspiciously at Jun Mad gaze: "This doesn't seem to be the tail of a fish?" ”

"Quite a bit of pure fish." Jun Mad bowed slightly, "This looks more like a cross between the Sea Clan and the Beast Clan?" ”

"In ancient times, there was a race called the scales. It is neither a water tribe nor an orc, a small but rather fierce race. Qingsi said, "This one looks like a sea clan, but he also has a trace of scaly blood, probably due to atavism." As for whether this is the reason for the inability to transform or not, it is unknown. ”

Jun nodded wildly: "I guessed the same. ”

"Why don't you take off his cloak and see?" Qingsi proposed.

Being talked about by the two of them as if no one was around, the surnamed Yu also seemed to be a little touched, and when he heard Qingsi say that he wanted to uncover his cloak, he was finally willing to let go of the firewood knife. He let go and landed firmly on the ground, clutching his cloak tightly, obviously not wanting the king to know what he looked like more than a weapon.

"I have no ill intentions, but if you don't cooperate, I may take a strong line." Jun Mad coughed lightly, "We can't easily allow unidentified people to go with us, but letting you walk outside may reveal our whereabouts and pose a threat to us, and I hope you will cooperate." ”

The surnamed Yu moved, and seemed to look up at the chai knife, but it was only for a moment, and it seemed that the moment he was sure that the chai knife could not be easily retrieved, he easily gave up.

"It seems that that is not your most advantageous weapon...... Jun Mad understands that the other party not only has spare strength, I am afraid that the previous split will not use half of his strength at all.

(End of chapter)