I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

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From a distance, Han Xu saw the purple air rising into the sky on the altar.

The purple light was like a giant dragon hovering, exuding an aristocratic aura, as if he was the real ruler of the Nine Heavens.

"That's..." Jiang Yang sighed, "I've never seen such an amazing sword energy!"

When Jiang Yang was able to see the altar clearly, he found that the Qinglian Sword carried behind him was trembling, and there were rapid sword groans, as if seeing the emperor in the sword.

Han Xu also felt that the dark iron epee that he kept in the storage ring was suddenly surrounded by magic light, as if he felt a great threat.

The black iron epee is already a rare magical weapon in this world. Its quality has reached the level of the best good luck. Coupled with Dugu Qiubai's sword spirit, its power can already break through the level of good luck. Even if Han Xu steps into Unrivaled Supreme in the future, he can continue to use the black iron epee.

However, even a magical weapon as powerful as the black iron epee was a bit weaker than the purple energy.

Han Xu added an enchantment outside the storage ring to prevent the inflow of outside breath, which calmed down the Xuantie epee. He looked intently, and saw a sword entrenched in the smoke-like purple air. Three feet long sword.

Han Xu and Jiang Yang looked at each other, and they quickly came to the side of the altar, only to see that the sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it was curled like a dragon's body at this time. If it was straightened, it might be more than five feet long.

Violet light flowed on the blade, and sharp aura visible to the naked eye lingered around. On the hilt, there were two seal characters coiled with gold threads, which were the word "Ziwei".

"It really is the Ziwei soft sword!" Han Xu sighed excitedly. If he remembered correctly, this sword should be Dugu Qiubai's favorite sword. In other words, his love for this sword can be seen from this.

"Do you know this sword?" Jiang Yang asked.

"This is the sword used by a strong man standing at the pinnacle of the sword."

"That strong man, is it related to Jianyu?"

"If you guessed correctly, Jianyu was left behind by him."

Jiang Yang was awed in his heart. He practiced and loved swords since he was a child. Almost all of his kendo cultivation came from the sword field. If there is a real master in the sword field, he can be regarded as most of his master.

And it's not just him, the top sword cultivators in the entire Great Wu Dynasty, above the ninth floor, are directly or indirectly related to the Sword Domain.

Han Xu saw that Jiang Yang was curious, so he simply told him: "That strong man is the sword demon, Dugu seeks defeat."

"Defeat?"

"Yes, as the name suggests, he only wants to lose once in his life."

"It's such a strong man, it's a pity that I can't witness his demeanor with my own eyes."

"Jiang Yang, step back a little bit, I want to take the sword!" After Han Xu finished speaking, Jiang Yang nodded solemnly, and flew back several hundred meters to leave enough space for Han Xu. With his spiritual power pushed to the extreme, he was always ready to help Han Xu.

Although he knew that if Han Xu really encountered an unsolvable problem, it would be useless for him to take action, but letting him watch Han Xu go into danger alone was not something he could do with his temperament.

Therefore, even if there is danger, Jiang Yang will not back down.

Standing in front of the altar, Han Xu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and gradually adjusted his state.

In his body, the power of true essence circulated faster and faster, as if streams of sword intent were rushing through the veins.

The Dao is open to the senses, he hides the Dao, and every move contains the Dao. At this time, Han Xu seems to be an invincible sword.

From the top of his head, strands of sword energy shot out, heading straight to the sky. When his momentum reached its peak, Han Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and two breathtaking sword lights shot out from his eyes.

Then, he reached out with both hands, directly into the altar shrouded in purple light, and grabbed the hilt of Ziwei soft sword.

However, the moment he grabbed the Ziwei soft sword, his hands were bounced off by the soft sword as if he had been electrocuted.

"Awesome!" Han Xu sighed. Although he was bounced off by the soft sword just now, Han Xu still noticed many things.

This sword does not have a sword spirit, but it is already psychic. No matter how Han Xu prepared before, the sword watched quietly like a bystander without interfering. The moment he touched the hilt, Han Xu clearly understood I felt a wave of disdain emanating from the Ziwei soft sword.

"I'm not worthy?" Being so despised by a sword, Han Xu also developed a desire to win, wanting to compete with Ziwei Ruanjian.

So, Han Xu took a deep breath, and suddenly pushed the power of his true essence to the limit, and an extremely tyrannical breath burst out. Jiang Yang, who was hundreds of meters away, changed his face, and flew back a few more times without hesitation. 100 meters, avoiding the frontal impact.

But even so, he still felt the qi and blood in his body churning, and couldn't help but sigh that Han Xu's strength was after all stronger than the limit he imagined.

Han Xu played two sword tactics, opened a way in the purple air, and then grasped the hilt with both hands again.

As soon as he held it, Han Xu felt a sharp pain, and subconsciously wanted to let go, but his strong willpower prevented him from doing so.

With a flash of golden light, Han Xu directly opened the Dou Zhan Buddha Physique. This time, the seven star acupoints opened ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and entered the full version of the Dou Zhan Buddha Physique.

Enduring the severe pain, Han Xu began to use his strength to pull the Ziwei soft sword towards the outside of the altar. In the complete fighting Buddha body state, Han Xu tried his best, and the soft sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, finally moved with a kind of Slowly moving towards the edge of the altar at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

But with the movement of the Ziwei soft sword, Han Xu felt that the resistance was getting bigger and bigger. The Excalibur seemed to be provoked, and directly released wisps of sword energy to wrap around Han Xu's arm.

Han Xu is the body of the demon emperor, it is difficult to use swords and swords, and coupled with the fighting Buddha body, his physical strength at this time is already very terrifying, but these few sword qi passed by, but left a few shallow lines on Han Xu's arms. Shallow marks.

Before Han Xu had time to feel emotional, Ziwei soft sword moved suddenly, the curved blade straightened, and then wrapped around Han Xu's arm with lightning speed.

Where the sword's edge passed, it cut Han Xu's skin directly, just like cutting through tofu.

Han Xu was horrified. He didn't expect that after the double strengthening of the body of the demon emperor and the body of the Dou Zhan Buddha, he would still be easily broken by the soft sword of Ziwei.

"How sharp is this sword supposed to be?"

Just when Han Xu was hesitating whether to take other methods, his blood sank into the blade, as if being swallowed by the Ziwei soft sword.

Then…

Then, the extremely stubborn Ziwei soft sword stopped resisting and let Han Xu hold it in his hand.

The smoky purple air was completely absorbed into the Ziwei soft sword, and the entire sword body was worn on Han Xu's right arm like an armguard.

At the same time, images of Dugu Qiubai and Ziwei Ruanjian appeared in Han Xu's mind out of thin air.

The system's notification tone also sounded at this time: "Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the artifact!"