Emperor of Nine Suns

At this moment, even the high-ranking elder looked at Yao Jinghai with a look of surprise.

There are only a few weapons of this level even in the entire Biquan Immortal Sect. This little disciple actually has one. Although it is a damaged divine sword, it is surprising enough!

This disciple actually has such a precious sword!

Seeing that almost everyone's eyes on the field were turning towards him, Yao Jinghai's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile. The disciples of the sect flash their swords before fighting, firstly for politeness, and secondly to build momentum. Now everyone's eyes are fixed on him, which invisibly encourages the aura of the emperor that he has cultivated through the Purple Emperor Beichen Jue.

The emperor himself should be the focus of everyone's attention. This is a general trend.

"Show your sword!"

Yao Jinghai's eyes widened and he raised his eyebrows at Chu Chen.

Chu Chen smiled slightly, seeing the purple emperor's dragon chanting sword so sharp and shining, he shook his head slightly, and pulled out a long sword that was as black as ink and had an unpretentious body from the storage ring.

I don’t know what kind of material this long sword is made of. It looks like neither gold nor jade nor stone nor wood. From the hilt to the blade, the whole body is perfectly round. There are no traces of ax or chiseling. At first glance, it looks like An iron rod formed naturally from a whole piece of black exotic rock.

As soon as this ancient long sword was revealed, everyone immediately frowned involuntarily.

After looking at Yao Jinghai's radiant, noble and gorgeous Purple Emperor Sword, and then looking at Chu Chen's thing that looked like a roughly carved semi-finished iron rod, the comparison between the two made people shake their heads and sigh.

As the saying goes, if you compare with others, you will die, if you compare with goods, you will throw them away! Such a weapon is just like a toy that a teenage naughty boy whittled out of a piece of wood. Except that it barely has the shape of a sword, it looks like a toy at all!

However, Chu Chen took great care of this long sword. He gently rubbed the blade of the long sword with his fingers, as if looking at his beloved woman, his eyes were extremely firm: "This sword is called... …Kill the dog!”

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. The sword was ugly and the name was even worse. It was just garbage.

However, Yao Jinghai knew very well that Zhan Gou was definitely not the real name of this black sword. It was obvious that Chu Chen deliberately provoked him.

In full view of everyone, Chu Chen suddenly raised the black iron rod in his hand.

Pointing straight to the sky.

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, a muffled thunder exploded, resounding throughout the entire world!

Is it going to rain?

Some people looked at the sky hesitantly, and were stunned for a moment, only to see a bright sun hanging high in the sky, a clear sky, and no trace of cloudy sky!

Killing Dog is of course not the name of this sword.

This divine sword made by Wang Tie has no name, and Blacksmith Xu suggested that Chu Chen call it nameless before it awakens.

The weapons made by Wang Tie have the soul of the sword, but Chu Chen's current spiritual water realm, or even the spiritual spring realm, cannot awaken the sword spirit, so it is temporarily named Wuming.

"From now on, I will never forge swords again..."

Chu Chen will always remember Blacksmith Xu’s sigh when he handed the black sword to him.

"Why?"

"Because this sword has reached the pinnacle of my sword-making skills in this life, I will never be able to forge a better sword than this divine sword..." Blacksmith Xu chuckled, "In the future, I may build a furnace tripod. Pots and stuff like that, but no swords anymore.”

Chu Chen held the King's Sword in his hand, and the blood in his body began to boil.

"If you don't have a weapon handy, tell me and I'll give you a good sword. Why did you bring out such a stick? It makes me feel like I can't win."

The Purple Emperor Dragon Sword in Yao Jinghai's hand was pointed directly at Chu Chen, "But I will kill you anyway."

Chu Chen also pointed the black sword in his hand forward and said lightly, "Even if it is really a stick in my hand, I can crush you."

In the eyes of everyone, Chu Chen held an iron rod to confront Yao Jinghai's Purple Emperor Dragon Sword. It should have been extremely funny, but no one could laugh because the two strong killers had been in the air several times. Confrontation, and then swept around like a storm.

Some of the disciples with low cultivation levels could hardly laugh even if their breathing almost stopped.

"bring it on!"

Yao Jinghai shook his hand, and the purple sword light in the sky disappeared into the sword body like water, "I will give you three moves first, and then as long as the stick in your hand is not cut off by my sword, you will not lose."

"haha, really?"

Chu Chen's mouth narrowed, and the next moment, his figure suddenly moved, turning into a misty gray shadow and shooting towards Yao Jinghai. The nameless long sword, as black as ink, drew a beautiful ink arc in the void, towards Yao Jinghai. Cut it off!

This sword...has no sound? ?

The corners of Yao Jinghai's eyes twitched. The sharper the divine sword, the easier it is to emit a screaming sound that cuts through the air when it is swung rapidly. The purer and crisper the sound quality, the better the quality of the sword.

But when the long sword in Chu Chen's hand was swinging rapidly, he couldn't make even a single sound? why is that? You know, even a broken stick in your hand will make a roaring sound when you swing it!

Chu Chen's speed was so fast that he completely turned into a hazy gray shadow. Therefore, Yao Jinghai didn't have time to think too much. With a turn of his hand, the Purple Emperor Dragon Roar struck towards the ink arc like a purple electric light.

Chu Chen's speed was extremely fast, and Yao Jinghai's reaction was not slow either. The long sword in his hand came first, and accurately struck with Chu Chen's long sword at high speed.

Clang!

An extremely clear cracking sound sounded in the void like breaking ice and snow. When a purple light and shadow rose into the sky, everyone's eyes widened in an instant!

Noisy!

The purple light swirled in the void, then fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting, and it turned out to be half of the purple sword tip!

Everyone was stunned in an instant. Even Lu Fei, the elder of the Biquan Immortal Sect who was sitting on the throne above the arena, could not help but widen his eyes in surprise.

Chu Chen stood in front of Yao Jinghai with an indifferent expression. The ancient sword he held in his hand was like a black stone stick, pointed half a foot in front of Yao Jinghai.

Opposite him, Yao Jinghai looked at the broken sword with purple light in his hand in disbelief, and his mind couldn't turn around for a while.

The Purple Emperor Dragon Sword actually broke! At the moment when the two long swords struck each other, this spiritual weapon-level divine sword with radiant light and vast purple energy was cut off with one sword as if it was carved from fragile ice and snow! This, this, this... what on earth is going on?

Not only Yao Jinghai, but everyone watching the battle was stunned at this moment, their minds went blank.

What is the Purple Emperor Dragon Yin? That is a spiritual weapon level divine sword!