Chapter 2269 (2/2)

Thousands of swords came at once.

Sharpen and hammer his blade to make him move quickly from level 7 to level 8.

As time goes by, Cheng Feng climbs hard.

Almost every step you take, you have to cut hundreds of sword marks by the strong sword edge.

But Cheng Feng ignored them all, and his eyes were as firm as iron, constantly moving towards the origin of the sword scar.

Ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters

When Cheng Feng reached 50 meters from the origin of the sword mark.

Click ～～

It's like a chicken breaking its shell.

Cheng Feng's sword moves impressively from level 7 to level 8.

”Eighth order blade? Not bad.”

Cheng Feng's face showed a smile.

The next moment, eyes like iron, continue to climb.

Finally, Cheng Feng came to ten meters from the origin of the sword mark, and the knife posture advanced to the Ninth level.

Even if you don't use the knife, you can fight with a ninth strongest man without losing the wind.

It shows the innate advantages of the strong in fighting!

”Hmm? There seems to be a line of text at the origin of the sword scar!”

Dao Yi entered the Ninth level, and Cheng Feng's face was covered with a smile.

When he calmed down his excitement and was ready to continue to move towards the origin of the scar.

Suddenly I saw a line of text on the rock where the origin of the sword mark was located.

The writing should be written with sword spirit. The strokes are vigorous and wild. It looks like a big sword stabbing and chopping!

It gives people a sharp feeling that the long sword is close to the throat!

”This line should be left by the sword saint.”

Cheng Feng became interested and thought, ”I'll have a good look. Maybe I can know the origin of the sword saint and the purpose of coming to this Jichuan ice abyss.”

Cheng Feng opened the God's eyes and looked at the line.

It was written.

After nine days and three hundred million miles, once you enter the sky, you have no trace!

——- the sword is perfect!

This line of writing has a total of 17 words, to the effect that a man called jianwuduan chased the holy water of Jiutian for 300 million Li.

However, as the nine day holy water fell into the ”heaven holy prison”, it lost its trace.

Nine times out of ten, the sword is the sword saint who pierced the iceberg with one sword.

”Swordsman... No shortage of swords?”

After reading this line of text, Cheng Feng praised: ”good name, no lack of sword, no lack of sword!”

”No wonder this man can forge supreme Kendo and become a sword saint.”

”Just from this name, it shows this person's ambition and ambition!”

The sword saint has no shortage of swords. Cheng Feng is very interested in him.

If you have a chance in the future, I'd like to meet this person and feel each other's flawless Kendo!

”Eh? There seems to be something next to the text?”

After tasting the words left by the sword saint, Cheng Feng turned his eyes and saw that there was something nailed in a half foot wide sword hole next to the words.

It was a water bag, dark and inconspicuous.

A belt was tied to the mouth of the water bag. At this time, the belt was pierced by the sword hole and pierced into the stone wall.

Let the water bag hang in mid air. Because it took too long, it turned into a color with the stone wall.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see that it's a water bag!

”This water bag is not simple. It should be nailed to it by the sword saint.”

Cheng Feng guessed: ”the sword has been gone for tens of thousands of years, but this water bag has no sign of corruption. It may be a treasure.”

”Maybe I should take it down and let it regain its former glory!”