Men are inferior to women

It has no power, so it is even simpler. If you can't even learn this, it will be difficult to enter the Heavenly Sword Sect. The Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't need a vase... Well, it seems that it is not bad to accept a beautiful vase to enter Well.

At this moment, the three real people are already considering whether to accept the vase.

Yu Qing and Xuan Ling were also quite puzzled, could they have misjudged this man, this man is just a fancy vase?

Being stared at by so many people, Fang Zhou's scalp felt a little numb. These people were not coveting his beauty, but doubting his IQ.

He could only let go of the Yujian spell that he still didn't understand, and walked towards Bujianfeng bravely.

Halfway through, Fang Zhou's heart gradually relaxed, because he still remembered that he was a fake, so what does it matter if he can't learn it?

You can't come here and drive me down.

After calming down, Fang Zhou's footsteps became much lighter. Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong gave him encouraging looks, and Fang Zhou could still respond with a smile.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Zhou walked in front of the buried sword.

He is going to fake it with Xuanyuan Sword. You see, I already have my own weapons, so keep your swords.

Fang Zhou began to use the sword control technique, but before he could summon the Xuanyuan Sword in the sword box, he heard countless strong or low inductions.

These inductions all come from the buried sword edge, from the countless long swords above.

These long swords are all spiritual, they are blown by the wind and rain on the buried sword edge, and they stubbornly make their own voices day after day, waiting for the arrival of their masters.

But not every sword can wait for its own master. Some of them have been rusted, and some have been buried on the peak for hundreds of years.

After casting Yujian, Fang Zhou could feel the longing and loneliness of these unowned swords, and these countless strong longings with spirituality almost overwhelmed him.

Fang Zhou stretched out his hand to Bui Jianfeng, and whispered: "Come!"

The edge of the buried sword vibrated like an earth dragon turning over, and even Yunqiao was trembling.

The trainees panicked, Organ's expression changed drastically, and she looked at Buried Jianfeng.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of countless swords, thousands of long swords broke away from the buried blades, and flew towards the ark like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun.

Chapter 102 102. It's All Mine

A group of swords like dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, shooting towards the ark like a torrential rain.

Because there were too many swords flying, not only where the ark was standing, but also the surrounding areas and the Yunqiao were covered by the swords.

The trainees looked terrified, and they scrambled and scrambled around to avoid being poked into holes by the falling swords.

Trial Elder Organ looked incredible. When she wanted to stop it, it was too late. There were too many swords flying over, and she couldn't control so many swords. Besides, she was within the coverage area and had to dodge.

The only person who didn't move was Fang Zhou, who was already dumbfounded.

Originally, it was just a try. If one or two swords could be induced, it would be considered a difference. Who knew that all the swords on the buried sword's edge would respond to him.

And without waiting for Fang Zhou to react, the swords scrambled away from the buried sword and flew towards him.

Looking at the group of swords covering the sky and the sun, Fang Zhou felt like a flat boat floating with the wind and waves. Facing a huge tsunami, Fang Zhou felt a sense of insignificance and powerlessness in his heart.

Fang Zhou subconsciously wanted to escape, but his legs did not move. These swords were all aimed at him, and it was useless to run anywhere.

Besides, reason told him that there would be no danger. It would be too funny if Yu Jianshu stabbed himself to death by Yu Jianshu.

It's just that Fang Zhou can't do anything except stand on the spot and pose. If he can catch only one or two swords, he can't catch these tens of thousands of long swords, even the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara.

Fang Zhou could only keep motionless in the gesture of waving, and the group of swords finally arrived.

A sword fell in front of him, piercing straight into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the long sword piercing the ground was like a gust of wind and rain, crackling and crackling, and countless long swords fell around the ark.

There were too many long swords that fell, completely submerging the figure of the ark, and only a black waterfall could be seen falling to the ground amidst the continuous roar.

When all the long swords were dropped, everyone's heart was lifted, for fear of seeing a corpse that was stabbed into a hedgehog by the long sword.

They didn't see the most worrying thing happen, and the ark stood intact.

All the long swords fell two steps away from the ark, surrounding him to form a huge circle, including the cloud bridge stone tablet and even the ground in front of the buried sword, all pierced by the long swords, all kinds of long swords The sword stood straight on the ground.

At a glance, these long swords look like dedicated soldiers, guarding the ark in the middle.

This picture made the testers stunned. They who have learned the sword control spell can more or less feel that the tens of thousands of long swords are exuding joy and joy, just as they get their own long swords. Same as sword.

At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds, and that was the sword control technique that once resounded throughout the world of cultivating immortals and is still talked about by people—Wan Jian Gui Zong.

Even the organ elders in the innate realm are a little absent-minded at the moment.

"Bangdang-"

A tester was too surprised to hold the long sword in his hand, causing it to fall.

She quickly picked up the dropped long sword, but the silence at the moment was still broken.

A burst of uproar immediately erupted from among the testers. They were excited and joyful, and they were able to witness a period of history with their own eyes.

These are people who have passed the test of character. At most, they are just envious. Even if there is jealousy, it is kept in the heart and will not be shown naked.

In the crowd, Xia Wenqiu and Ji Congfeng remained uncharacteristically quiet. They looked at each other silently, and they all looked at the ark guarded by tens of thousands of long swords in unison.

At this moment, they suddenly felt that the previous competition seemed childish and ridiculous.

Elder Organ finally came to his senses, flew to the outer edge of the sword circle and landed.

Only by looking closer can you feel the shock of manipulating Wan Jian more clearly.

She was silent for a while, then looked at Fang Zhou who was still posing, and couldn't help but ask, "What did you do?"

Organ Xiuxian has never seen such a thing for hundreds of years, and this cannot be explained by talent and understanding.

"what did I do?"

Fang Zhou finally came back to his senses, he looked down at the long swords all over the ground, and decided to play dumb: "I don't know, they flew over just by waving, it's none of my business, my little one is still here Plop, plop, plop."

The organ was pretty, but she couldn't laugh or cry in her heart. This kid is definitely a cunning guy, and he started throwing blame at the first sentence.

What is none of your business? If it has nothing to do with you, do these swords collectively want to run away from home?

Fearing that the organ would go deeper, Fang Zhou quickly changed the subject: "Elder Organ, according to the rules of the trial, these swords should all belong to me now, right?"

As he said that, he also became excited. These are tens of thousands of swords, and they all have spirituality, and the lowest grade is also a magic weapon level.

If you take this out and sell it, you will get rich right in front of you.