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The sword shadows in front of him were confusing, as if there were thousands of swords firing at once, pointing directly at the burning red sword in the middle.

"rub!"

With a clear sound, the flaming sword finally rose up from the ground, leaping into the air to fight with the densely packed swords around it.

The swords flashed and the swords shadowed, the fighting was fierce.

Countless sword shadows were flying up and down, and the burning flames in the air made the surrounding temperature higher and higher. Ye Hongyu folded his arms and watched indifferently. The firelight made his face red. He pursed his lips and stared at the fire in the center that was being beaten by thousands of swords. sword.

"click"

A piece of sword fell to the ground, and the fiery red sword light seemed to break through the sword cave and explode with sparks.

The sword cave shook, and the divine weapon was born!

Wu Yang was shocked when he looked at the red cloud above the sword cave. It turned out to be this sword!

He laughed loudly and clapped his hands.

"As expected of me, Piao Miao's disciple!"

Several elders also nodded with smiles on their faces.

In the Sword Cave, the battle was fierce.

More and more swords continued to rise up under Ye Hongyu's pressure, attacking the fire sword together. Various sword energies mixed together, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

"What kind of sword is this? It can actually defeat ten thousand people with one sword."

Gu Lingfeng looked in shock at the flaming sword shadow that was getting more and more fierce in the air.

Mu Qing's voice was clear and clear amid the flurry of dancing swords, and she answered leisurely,

"In the past, the Patriarch Bodhidharma and the Demon Lord Wu Ran fought to the death in the sky. The Patriarch was superior in Dao. The Demon Lord could not argue and drew his sword and suddenly attacked the Patriarch. The Patriarch fought with him for three days. Wu Ran was defeated and was chased to Leize, but Unwilling to abandon his sword and flee back to the wilderness, he committed suicide by sinking his boat in Leize.

The accompanying sword was put into the Qiankun Sleeve by the Patriarch. He chanted scriptures day and night to eliminate the evil spirit. He also lamented that my burning nature was so fierce that the destined person had not yet appeared, so the Piaomiao Sect sent the sword into the Sword Cave. "

"So this sword..." Although Gu Lingfeng was usually as gentle as jade and maintained a good image outside, he swallowed his saliva at this time. This is really a peerless magic weapon.

Mu Qing knew the general plot, and now she simply stood aside and watched leisurely amid the sword light.

Ye Hongyu saw that the fire sword in the air seemed to be getting braver with each battle, but after all, it was suppressed by the sword array in the sword cave. At this time, the fire on the sword body dimmed a lot. He lightly snorted, exerted force under his feet, and stepped on a few swords up and down in the space. The swords were fighting, and the flames in his palms clenched the hilt of the flaming sword.

The fire sword didn't seem to be convinced, and the sword's flames suddenly increased its firepower to the maximum. Even though Ye Hongyu had a fire spirit root, his palms were sizzling at this moment, and his palms began to burn.

The young man in red did not let go. Veins popped up on his neck. He was sweating profusely. He raised his chin and looked down at the sword tightly held in his hand.

The surrounding swords also circled and exerted pressure, and the sword energy was scorching.

After a long time, the red light dispersed, and the flames on the sword disappeared obediently. Ye Hongyu was in a stalemate for a long time, and then he lost his strength and slowly landed on the ground.

He exhaled a big breath and raised the sword. Only then did he see that the sword was as transparent as looking into a mirror, and there were occasional fire patterns on the sword.

With a thought in his mind, he seemed to have communicated with the sword with his spiritual consciousness, and a slightly boyish voice read its name quickly and shyly in Ye Hongyu's mind.

"Nan Ming Li Huo."

The pain on his palms at this moment could not cover up Ye Hongyu's excitement!

He has his natal sword!

The young man's eyes were bright, and he looked over the sword in his hand. He rubbed the sword and found that his name had been engraved on it. Hong Yu grinned widely.

"This sword has a great background. Congratulations, senior brother."

Mu Qing stepped forward, followed by the greedy Gu Lingfeng, whose eyes were full of words like "Can I touch you?"

"go!"

Ye Hongyu flipped his hand, and the gorgeous body of Nanming Lihuo sword suddenly appeared, and the simple scabbard with fire patterns appeared automatically. He tied the sword to his waist and pulled Mu Qing forward.

"I must find a good sword for my junior brother! If they don't agree, hit them until they agree!"

It's his character.

Mu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and let him drag her forward.