My Big Brother’s Acting Skills Are Too Exaggerated!

After Qin Fen's heels entered completely, the huge stone gate fell down.

There is no doubt that the expectations of all Elder present have reached the highest point.

Yan Qinghan, who is the most advanced, won the love sword built by the first generation of Sect Leader.

Chi Lingyu, who entered the second place, obtained a weapon equivalent to the power of the ancient times.

What about Qin Fen? He is the champion of the Sect Grand Competition, the hero of Luocheng, and the first person in the younger generation of Shang Jianzong.

What kind of sword will you take out of the sword mound?

No, it shouldn't be a question of what kind of sword, but Qin Fen can come up with a few.

"Is it possible for this stinky boy to finish moving the sword grave in one go?"

Bald Elder said half-jokingly, but how many jokes were said in a sincere manner.

At least no one raised objections to what he said, indicating that everyone recognized Qin Fen's talent.

In their own minds, they couldn't imagine what shocking sword Qin Fen would draw out of the sword mound.

After all, no one knows the number and quality of swords in the sword mound.

Chi Lingyu stood silently behind the Elders and touched the sword in his hand over and over again.

In her eyes, Gu Huijian will not become more important because of its quality, because it has been given a new meaning.

Yan Qinghan, who saw everything in his eyes, sighed.

Brother, brother, your swear is really unreliable!

......

"Ah cut!" Qin Fen, who was walking on the dark road, couldn't help but sneezed.

He rubbed his nose while advancing toward the depths of the sword mound.

Because there is no light, the road is not clear.

It was also because it was sealed up all the year round, resulting in dust everywhere, so Qin Fen felt that this might be the reason why he couldn't help sneezing.

There was also a hint of tension in his heart, and he didn't know what would happen to him next to the sword spirit.

Before entering the sword grave, Qin Fen deliberately exchanged ideas with Chi Lingyu about the situation in the sword grave.

Chi Lingyu could not speak, so Qin Fen could only rely on limited body language to understand her situation at the time.

"It seems that nothing happened, and the sword came to the hand automatically? It's so mysterious, it's Tai Xuan. This sword spirit must have been a super cultivator for thousands of years in the sword mound, so the character must be incomprehensible."

"You must speak up when you see it."

Qin Fen made up his mind and walked into the light that lit up at the end of the road.

After a brief adjustment in his eyes, he finally saw clearly the inside of the sword tomb that he dreamed of.

In front of Qin Fen was a large open space, and densely packed swords were inserted into this open space.

Qin Fen couldn't let go of seeing it for a while.

"Insight has met the qualification conditions."

"The system is identified as prefecture-level inferior."

"The system is appraised as Xuan-level top grade."

"The system is appraised as the best of Xuan-level."

As Qin Fen's sight went, the voice of the system kept ringing in his ears.

Every sword that can be seen is at least a Xuan-level top-grade!

The prefecture level is everywhere!

Even though Qin Fen was mentally prepared, he still showed the appearance of Brother Pig at this time.

Any sword is regarded as a treasure in the outside world!

Qin Fen just waited for a while at the beginning, he was afraid that own's rude behavior would cause the sword spirit's unhappiness, which would lead to a poor initial impression of own.

But I was waiting for a long time and couldn't bear the temptation before me.

Qin Fen still walked into the sword formation.

The first sword oncoming is different!

The other swords were directly inserted into the ground, and although this sword was the same, it was inserted into the stone on the ground.

"The system is appraised as the best of Xuan-level."

Because of the strong sense of sight, Qin Fen couldn't help but try to grasp the hilt of the sword and try to pull it out.

But after strenuous efforts, the hilt still remained unaffected.

Qin Fen wiped the sweat off his forehead, and then placed his gaze on the other sword, because this sword had been exuding a weird atmosphere nearby.

Qin Fen just took a look, then gave up the idea of ​​trying to pull out this sword.

Because the body of this sword was trembling constantly, and blood was constantly leaking from the hilt.

"Dage, it's a pity that you didn't get used by the props to make a horror movie!"

This sword was really disgusting, so Qin Fen had no interest in trying it.

These actions are just killing time, and Qin Fen is still waiting for the call of the sword spirit.

After waiting for a long time to respond, Qin Fen tentatively shouted into the air.

"Sword Spirit senior, are you still there?"

The faint voice echoed gently in the sword mound, but there was no response for a long time.

Only one person staying in a closed space for a long time will inevitably feel the creeps.

In order to get the sword quickly, but also to get out of the sword mound quickly.

Qin Fen expanded his voice and shouted, "Excuse me, Sword Spirit senior, are you still there?"

This time Qin Fen's voice was much louder, seeming to have awakened the existence of the sword spirit.

There was a jitter from the ceiling in the sword grave, and Qin Fen avoided the dust flying in the sky.

There was also a voice at this time.

"Why is there still someone coming in? Why is it so lively today?"

"Could it be that another battle has begun?"

It was not the thick and thick voice Qin Fen intended, but on the contrary, it appeared extremely young and sharp.

But Qin Fen didn't dare to say anything offensive. After all, he was only a junior compared to Sword Spirit.

"Ahem, Sword Spirit senior. I am the last person to enter the sword mound to take the sword. After I leave, senior can comfortably fall into a deep sleep."

As if in response to Qin Fen's words, Sword Spirit really hit Hache.

"..."

How do you feel so unreliable?

Qin Fen turned his head and looked around, because the source of the sound was omnidirectional.

So he couldn't judge the location of the sword spirit.

"Good, go out as long as you get the sword, right? Then let me think about it..."

"I'm not in a good mood, I suddenly don't want to give it to you."

Qin Fen: ...

"Just kidding, kidding. You don't have to put on a face like this, you are obviously a bit easier to talk than the first two."

"The first person came in and was stunned. The second person couldn't even speak. It was hard to meet a person who could talk and couldn't let me say a few more words."

"Do you know that it's boring to stay in this sword mound except to sleep in a daze!"

Jian Ling talked endlessly, but Qin Fen was not in the mood to pull him off, so he could only bite the bullet and interrupted: "Senior, I still have something to do, please hurry up and choose the sword for me."

"Oh, you're so boring." Jian Ling sighed, then switched his own tone.

"Then follow the rules left by the seniors, let you show me the commonly used sword first. I will judge what kind of person you are based on the level of use of the sword!"

"You didn't play the cards according to the rules before, right?"

Qin Fen was speechless, and both Junior Sister and Chi Lingyu Sword Spirit found it bothersome not to go through the process and toss the sword to the end.

When I got here, I started to pay attention to the rules. Isn't this messing with him?

Thinking of that, Qin Fen didn't dare to resist the sword spirit clearly.

He took out his own nameless sword from the storage ring.

As soon as the sword body was lit up in the air, a sound rang out.

"Wow!"

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