Chapter 412 (1/2)

Underground cave, in front of the altar.

Song Yan has been here for half a month. He keeps pouring Jianyuan into the sword every day, and keeps cultivating to recover Jianyuan. This process is boring and boring. In addition, he has very little rest time in this half month, so he feels extremely tired both mentally and physically.

But what song Yan didn't expect was that this reciprocating process actually made his sword yuan essence several points, and the quantity also increased by one tenth.

Moreover, up to now, only one inscription has not been fully illuminated.

”Whoo!”

After some breathing adjustment, two Dantian in Song Yan's body once again filled with swordsmen. He picked up the dagger without a hilt again. After this absorption, he should be able to light up all the inscriptions on the sword.

For a while, he also had a little more expectation in his heart. He hoped that lighting up the inscription would bring him some surprises.

Five seconds later, there was still 10% of the sword yuan in xiadantian, and he quickly transferred to zhongdantian. After absorbing 90% of the sword yuan, the inscription pattern was shining.

At this time, there was a sound of air impact outside the cave, as well as the angry voice of the old man.

”No! Someone broke in! ”

Song Yan's face suddenly changed. If he wanted to recover Jianyuan, he would continue to instill it, but he could not stop.

”Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ”

A series of voices broke through the sky. Then, twenty-three figures appeared abruptly. One of them was the saint daughter of Tianluo.

At once, song Yan's face became heavy. Because all these 23 people were martial artists of Huagang 9th level. If he was at the peak, he would not be afraid of them. But now, only 10% of his sword yuan was left in Dantian, and zhongdantian's sword yuan had to supply that sword.

So the current situation is very bad for him.

”Song Yan, unexpectedly, you are here!” The light of hatred flashed in the eyes of the saint daughter of Tianluo. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the sword that had no hilt in his hand, and a trace of greed flashed.

Song Yan pretended to be calm and said with a loud smile, ”ha ha, your heavenly daughter, we are really destined to meet again in such a big world!”

As soon as his voice fell, the suction in the sword suddenly disappeared. At last, the inscription pattern also brightened up, leaving 20% of the sword yuan in zhongdantian.

Then, a small light appears between the hundreds of inscriptions, connecting them all together.

”Whoosh!”

All of a sudden, the hiltless sword broke away from the palm of song inkstone and flew into the air, sending out a light of silk and blue, and a surging momentum from the sword.

”Whoosh! Whoosh! ”

The two figures flash past, and at the same time, they skim into the air, reaching for the hiltless sword.

Seeing this, song Yan did not move, but seized the time to restore Jianyuan.

Just as their hands were about to touch the hiltless sword, the two green swords burst out of them and went straight to their eyebrows.

Both of them changed their looks. At the same time, they urged vigorous Qi to protect their bodies, and at the same time, they raised their fists to bombard the sword Qi.

The sword Qi was blown away, but they were forced to fly back.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes burst with a flash of brilliance. Without anyone's control, they can drive back two elders who have reached the peak of Huagang 9th level. It can be seen that this hiltless sword is a very rare treasure.

”Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ”