At this time, the Sword King Cave can be said to be clean and there is not even a needle.

Even the couch of the Sword King was carried out, and the huge Sword King Cave did not even have a chair, only the murals around it remained, as if narrating the desolation of being swept away.

The Sword King technique that Xiao Qian practiced was the inheritor that the Sword King had left to him.

"If you get the Sword King Technique, you have my inheritance, if he is in trouble in the future, he can go to the Sword King Cave to take refuge temporarily. ”

This is the original words above the Sword King Technique, in the Sword King Technique, there is also a method of how to open the ban. It was precisely because of this that Xiao Qian was able to enter the Sword King Cave unknowingly.

"There is still half an hour before the ban is opened, and we must find the Sword King's sword in the shortest possible time. Xiao Qian urged, if those kings enter the Sword King Cave, then even if he has the cultivation of the Xuanling Realm, don't think about leaving here with a sword.

There is not even a single hair left in this Sword King Cave, so where can I go to find the Sword Shrine?

Xiao Qian became more and more anxious, there were five kings outside. Once they find out that they are the first to get there, they will really be unable to escape.

"Boy, it seems that this sword of the Sword King does not belong to you, the inheritor. The sword spirit gloated, but he was disdainful of the so-called Sword King Sabre.

As long as Xiao Qian breaks through to the realm of kings, he can use his own body at that time, what kind of king's soldiers, it's not a joke.

Xiao Qian's face darkened, could it really be like what the sword spirit said, this sword king sword does not belong to him?

He looked at the Sword King Cave, and at this time, in the Sword King Cave, there were only murals on the surrounding walls, and nothing else.

The first mural depicts the birth of the Sword King. When the sword king landed, he held a long sword, walked like flying, and after he was three years old, he had the cultivation of the Xuanqi realm.

After seeing the first mural, Xiao Qian let out a long sigh, if what was described on this mural was true, then the Sword King was a well-deserved genius.

The second mural depicts the sword king in his youth.

However, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Sword King already has the strength of the Xuanling Realm. Among his peers, the Sword King is no longer invincible, and his swordsmanship is even more superb, which shocks the older generation of strong people.

At the age of twenty, he stepped into the realm of kings and became the youngest king ever. The strength of the Sword King is even more terrifying, being besieged by many kings, but he can still leave safely.

Seeing this mural, Xiao Qian thought of his father Xiao Jing. Xiao Jing is known as the first genius of the Yan Long Empire, the name of the king who destroyed it, and even after more than ten years of death, it still made all the kings fearful.

The third mural is that after the Sword King achieved the position of king, when he was refining his own weapons, he refined several divine weapons in a row, but he was not satisfied, and he was never able to exert his true strength.

Although these divine soldiers can be called divine soldiers, they all need time to recuperate. What the Sword King needs is a divine weapon that truly fits him and can directly exert his full strength.

Obviously, the first few that were refined were the same as the few divine weapons that were devoured by the sword spirit. Unexpectedly, after so many years, these long swords really have the prototype of divine weapons.

The last one is the picture of the Sword King refining the divine weapon.

The Sword King went through a lot of hardships and finally refined a long sword that perfectly matched him. This long sword looked more like a large sword, and the sword king held it in his hand, almost the same size as himself.

It was the first time Xiao Qian had seen such a big long sword.

As far as weapons are concerned, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. In battle, there are advantages to each other, but if you can refine a long sword to this point, I'm afraid the Sword King is still the first.

The sword king is armed with a long sword and has almost become a symbol of invincibility. I don't know how many kings have been defeated, and the sword king at this time is rare to meet an opponent among his peers, and he feels deeply lonely.

The final picture is hasty, what is recorded is that the Sword King was besieged and killed by more than a dozen kings, although the Sword King was powerful, but he still couldn't withstand the attacks of more than a dozen kings, and after all, he was still dead and the sword was broken.

This may be the last words of the Sword King. There were only four murals, and no other words.

"The Sword King's divine soldier, broken ......," Xiao Qian muttered.

From this mural, he felt endless sadness. The Sword King is a terrifying genius, and his progress speed will shock countless kings.

However, even if he was such a powerful cultivator, he still ended up with a dead sword.

"My inheritor, with my sword, sacrifices me with the heads of my enemies. At this moment, a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu echoed in Xiao Qian's mind.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Qian's face froze, after a thousand years, could it be that the Sword King is still alive?

"Senior, are you still there?" Xiao Qian immediately asked, inferred from the mural, the Sword King was obviously fatally injured, with such an injury, could the Sword King still be able to come back from the dead?

His voice echoed in the Sword King's Cave, but he never answered.

If he hadn't heard that voice clearly before, I'm afraid Xiao Qian would have thought that he was just in a dream.

"Did you hear that too?" the sword spirit asked suspiciously, "It seems that this kid of the Sword King still has some strength, and the spiritual imprint left behind can be preserved for thousands of years." ”

Xiao Gan's face showed a hint of doubt, and he was mentally imprinted, this word was the first time he had come into contact with it.

"The so-called spiritual imprint is to leave a part of one's spiritual power in a certain artifact, which will naturally be triggered under certain conditions. The sword spirit explained, "With the ability to leave such a spiritual imprint, it seems that I underestimate this so-called sword king." ”

The sword spirit's voice was full of attention, and after a long time, he continued: "However, after all, he still can't survive the years. After so many years, his spiritual imprint has long been almost wiped out, and it is enough to be proud to be able to leave such a sentence. ”

My heir, armed with my sword, kills me with the heads of my enemies.

This sentence is full of unwillingness. Fighting alone, no king is the opponent of the Sword King, but the Sword King died under the siege of more than a dozen kings.

With so many kings, even emperors are terrified, let alone sword kings?

"Senior, don't worry, if your enemies are still alive, I will make them pay with their lives. Xiao Qian said respectfully in front of the mural.

In any case, Xiao Qian has learned the Sword King technique, and in a sense, he can be regarded as a disciple of the Sword King.

As soon as his words fell, he saw that the four murals in front of him actually slid to the sides. After this mural, there is another world.

Xiao Qian looked at it and made sure that there was no danger before slowly walking in.

Half an hour has passed, the prohibition of the Sword King Cave has disappeared again, and the five kings have frantically rushed into the Sword King Cave. In this way, even if they were besieged by several other kings, they were sure to break out of the siege.

This is the power of the king's divine weapon, it can make a king's strength to a higher level.

"Feng Taicang, is this what you are talking about the sword mound?" Fang Lin looked at the middle-aged man with a cold gaze, in the huge Sword King Cave, there was nothing else except for the four murals.

The rock wall here is impregnable, and even if the power of the king hits it, it is difficult to cause any damage.

Feng Taicang's face was also embarrassed, he didn't expect that he would be tricked. In the Sword King Cave, it was empty, let alone a divine sword, and there was not even a hair.

"If you dare to play me, I want him to look good. Feng Taicang said through gritted teeth.

His news came from the mouth of a cultivator who had left the Sword King Cave. After getting the news, he didn't tell anyone, but unexpectedly, the secret still spread.

Now, seeing that there was nothing in this Sword King Cave, Feng Taicang immediately became furious.

"Hmph, it's another thing to let him go, I just know that if you lie to me, you should pay the price. Fang Lin said coldly, and immediately, Xuan Qi filled his right arm.

There are no king's soldiers, and the bodies of these kings are the strongest weapons.

Seeing this scene, Feng Taicang's face changed, Fang Lin was the most powerful king here, if he really wanted to be unfavorable to himself, then even if several other kings joined forces, I am afraid they would not be able to stop him.

"Fang Lin, don't deceive people too much!" Feng Taicang roared angrily, and then he had to gather his Xuan Qi and prepare for battle.

However, before he could get ready, Fang Lin slammed at him with a palm. That Xuan Qi was very pure, and a crown appeared on top of Fang Lin's head.

Seeing this scene, Feng Taicang's face changed.

He didn't expect that Fang Lin would have reached this point. Void Condensation Crown, this is definitely not the cultivation that Fang Lin should have.

"How's that? Fang Lin sneered and slammed his palm on Feng Taicang's chest.

It's too late, it's too fast, it's not even a breath.

"Poof!" Feng Taicang opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, like a kite with a broken string, and flew upside down. Before the blood could hit the ground, Fang Lin followed again, letting the blood spill on his body.

Fang Lin's strength was more than one point stronger than the wind. There were no other fancy moves, a simple whip leg, and he kicked straight towards the lower abdomen of the wind too blue.

"Boom!" Feng Taicang had no power to resist, and was kicked out by him, hitting the rock wall, and deeply embedded in it.

Feng Taicang's face was full of horror, he thought that even if Fang Lin was stronger than himself, he was only a fraction stronger. Now it seems that he is two realms higher than himself.

"Let's get up together and kill him. Feng Taicang roared angrily at the others, and then violently broke free and rushed towards Fang Lin.

Hearing Feng Taicang's words, Fang Lin's pupils shrank, and he immediately jumped up and hid to the side. However, this Sword King Cave is such a big place, where can he hide?

"Poof!" Fang Lin looked down, only to see that he saw a blood-stained sword tip coming out of his waist and abdomen, as if he was mocking him.

Feng Taicang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Feng Taicang, do you really think that I can't do anything about you? No matter how strong you are, you are still a king after all, there are four of us, I want to see if you have three heads and six arms." ”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly rushed towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that the treasure capture was unsuccessful, and now it ended up in such a field. He couldn't have imagined that several kings would not hesitate to tear their faces.

Originally, with his strength, even if the two kings joined forces, he was not afraid of anything.

But now, the four kings have joined forces, even if it is him, I am afraid there is no chance of winning.