Chapter 687 (1/2)

Suddenly, in a room in this mysterious place, an old man with white eyebrows suddenly opened his eyes, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and his body disappeared in the room.

Soon, in this mysterious space, two old men with long robes and white eyebrows appeared here. They looked directly at the ancient sword shining with golden light in front of them, with extremely dignified expressions.

”What's the matter with the divine sword?”

One of the elders could not help saying.

”Shenjian has been silent for a long time, unless you feel something, or...”

Another old man's eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked a little hesitant.

”The seal of the evil sword is broken!”

The two old people said in unison, looking at each other, looking a little ugly.

”Isn't this evil sword suppressed by the soul stone? How can it be reborn and break the first seal?”

An old man said solemnly.

”The evil spirit in the evil Sabre is too strong. If the sabre holder's heart is not firm enough, he is easy to be demonized. He will be in trouble at that time!”

Another old man said in a deep voice.

”Immediately send someone to find the person who holds the sword, bring it back with the evil sword and seal it again. Once all the nine seals of the evil sword are broken, I'm afraid no one will be able to seal it again at that time. If the people's wisdom of the sword is completely controlled by the evil spirit of the evil sword, it's really a big trouble!”

The old man vomited solemnly, and the other nodded. Then they disappeared in the mysterious space again, only the ancient sword was still shining.

And in the villa courtyard of Haitang garden, the terrible explosion energy finally stopped, and the strong figure of Yaowang Valley showed up, but at the moment he looked very embarrassed.

His clothes were tattered, his hair was scattered, his face was pale, his mouth was stained with blood, and there was a deep knife mark on his chest. He was still bleeding, and his body was badly injured.

With his strength of condensing Qi and achieving perfection, he was so badly hit by the blow of Ming Hong Dao. It can be seen how terrible the blow of Ming Hong Dao was just now.

Now, I don't know what's going on with this Minghong sword. Its power suddenly soars, releasing its terrible power.

”This What kind of weapon is this? ”

The strong man of Yaowang Valley half squatted on the ground, his eyes flashing shocked, looking at the Minghong sword in Xiao Yifeng's hand.

”Chop!”

Xiao Yifeng stops to drink, his body bursts out, holding Minghong knife, and once again mobilizes his whole strength to kill the strong man in Yaowang valley.

The sword awn with fierce and evil spirit directly cuts away at the strong man in the valley of medicine king. Where the sword awn passes, the void air is annihilated.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng's hand again, the strong man in the valley of medicine King's face changed. With a wave of his hand, a Xiapin spirit sword appeared in his hand. He mobilized the rest of his body to wave it out, trying to resist Xiao Yifeng's knife.

Poof!

The sword awn sweeps, just like chopping melons and vegetables, and cuts the inferior spirit sword in the opponent's hand in half. Finally, the sword awn cuts his arm and cuts his right hand directly, and the blood gushes out.