Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng smiled slightly and leaned forward gently: "Thank you for the compliment."

The Qing Yan Sword Spirit stood up straight with a look of sadness on his face.

Then, a burst of green light flashed over the body.

She raised her right hand high and shouted loudly: "Master of Heaven, I, the Qingyan Sword Spirit, swear here!"

"I will recognize Mei Wuxia as my master, shed my blood to recognize him as my master, and never abandon him."

"Serve her and never betray!"

"The Lord of Heaven is above, please be clear about it!"

As the words fell, a ray of green light flashed across the sky.

Then, the majestic voice of the Lord of Heaven slowly sounded: "I already know the oath."

"If a cup of tea does not recognize Mei Wuxia as its master, it will be wiped out!"

The sound slowly disappeared.

The Qingyan Sword Spirit looked at Chen Feng with a bit of flattery: "Is that okay now?"

Chen Feng watched from the side and was also frightened.

"This Heavenly Lord is really powerful."

"Not only is everything at the top of the sky controlled by him, but even this ancient ruin is a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the top of the sky, and it is also in the magical space of my heaven and earth repeated reincarnation magical skill. Can his power be enveloped here? "

This heavenly master is truly omnipotent!

"What kind of powerful existence is this?"

Moreover, those words just now made Chen Feng realize something.

Tiancan Beast Slave and Mei Wuxia saw that suddenly, the Qingyan Sword Spirit was absorbed by the huge blue pupil,

Then, Chen Feng also froze in place.

Both of them knew that Chen Feng was using the magical power of repeated reincarnation of heaven and earth, so they quickly protected him.

Not long after, a moment later, Chen Feng suddenly showed a smile on his lips and slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, the Qingyan Sword Spirit also appeared.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Let's get started!"

The Qing Yan Sword Spirit took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, but he did not dare not listen.

She walked up to Mei Wuxia and said, "I would like to recognize you as my master."

Mei Wuxia was overjoyed and glanced at Chen Feng: "Brother Chen Feng, I knew you had a way."

Then, the Qing Yan Sword Spirit returned to the Qing Yan Divine Sword.

Then, the Qingyan Divine Sword came to Mei Wuxia.

Mei Wuxia held the Qingyan Divine Sword, and her fingers slowly stroked its surface.

Suddenly, dozens of drops of essence and blood fell from his fingers, and instantly seeped into the Qing Yan Divine Sword.

Above the Qing Yan Divine Sword, the light shines brightly.

Instantly, the suction power increases.

Mei Wuxia's hands were bleeding profusely.

Her face immediately turned pale.

Obviously, the level of the Qingyan Divine Sword is too high and the power is too strong. To identify its master with a drop of blood is not a simple matter of one sword. It requires a large amount of Mei Wuxia's blood essence.

But Mei Wuxia didn't flinch at all, gritted her teeth, and instead took the initiative to activate the blood essence.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Mei Wuxia's face turned pale as a sheet.

His body was shaky and he could barely hold on.

But, at this moment, the suction force stopped.

A ball of cyan light, like a long dragon, circled up, and then hit Mei Wuxia's body hard!

Mei Wuxia's figure suddenly tensed up, she opened her arms, and her green skirt fluttered in the wind.

The green flame divine sword also slowly floated behind her.

Waves of dragon roars were heard, and green light continued to pour into Mei Wuxia's body.

Mei Wuxia's face turned as rosy as ever.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and groaned softly.

Immediately, the Qingyan Divine Sword danced around her.

Mei Wuxia opened her eyes and laughed happily: "Brother Chen Feng, it's done!"

Following her thoughts, the Qing Yan Divine Sword flicked left and right, and there was no longer any lag in her control.

Mei Wuxia also felt a sense of spiritual connection with this green flame sword.

The Tiancan beast slave said excitedly: "How powerful can you be with this sword? Is it as powerful as the green flame divine sword just now?"

He rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "If this is the case, wouldn't we be invincible?"

"Go right back and kill Snake Shiqi with one sword."

Chen Feng also laughed. He was also quite curious about the power of this green flame sword.

Mei Wuxia smiled and sensed it.

Suddenly, his face fell.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

Mei Wuxia stamped her foot fiercely and shouted loudly: "Qing Yan Sword Spirit, come out, what's going on!"

The Qingyan Sword Spirit came out with a frown on his face, obviously looking a little wilted.

"You can't blame me for this!"

"If you want to blame, you have to blame Master Qingyan."

When the two talked about it, it turned out that Chen Feng only knew about it.

Qingyan Sword Spirit smiled bitterly and said: "In fact, that sword strike just now was indeed the conventional power of this long sword."

"But, that is also a sword that I have accumulated tens of thousands of years of strength to strike."

"Such an offensive can only produce one sword strike."

"That is to say..."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, this long sword is so powerful, but you haven't used it now? You can't use it, can you?"

The Qing Yan Sword Spirit nodded.

"Now, I am extremely weak and can only exert one percent of my power at most."

"and……"

She glanced at the Tiancan Beast Slave: "If you want to bring out the power of this sword, Master will not be able to do it even if you use up all your blood and essence!"

"At most, it can only emit 10% of its power."

"I'm afraid that with her current strength, her life will be lost with this powerful sword."

Chen Feng was silent after hearing this.

Qingyan Sword Spirit indeed did not lie.

Even if Mei Wuxia risked her life, she could only exert 10% of her power.

On weekdays, it can only exert one percent of its power.

At this moment, there were several auras approaching rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, five figures appeared.

Then, he quickly landed and directly surrounded Chen Feng and others.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

These five people are all old, have white beards and hair, and have different body types.

The weapons in their hands are also different.

But the five of them were all wearing the same clothes, and there was a mountain embroidered on the clothes.

The auras of the five of them are not weak, they are about the same as a six-star Martial Emperor.

He can be considered a master in the ancient ruins.

As soon as they landed, their eyes almost all fell on the Qingyan Divine Sword in Mei Wuxia's hand.

Suddenly, a look of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, the sword energy is rising into the sky, a strange treasure is indeed born here!"

"It seems that the treasure should be this divine sword!"

"This long sword is extremely powerful. What level is it? An eighth-grade divine weapon or a ninth-grade divine weapon?"

Someone laughed and said: "Look at your vision? Why can't you transcend the realm of divine weapons and reach treasures?"

The speaker was a thin old man.

Although he is thin and looks inconspicuous, his aura is the strongest.

Moreover, he is vaguely in the leading position among these five people. He looked at the Qing Yan Divine Sword and his saliva almost dripped out.