This sound was stacked and there seemed to be eight people talking at the same time, which was extremely magical.

"Master?" Jianhun was stunned for a moment: "I heard it right just now, Nine Star Sword Box, said we have passed the test?"

Lynch was a little surprised, looked at the Nine-Star Sword Box in his hand, and asked again: "Eight seniors, do you take it seriously?"

They have clearly not started the challenge yet, so they have passed the test?

"Come in and talk..." As this voice fell.

The surrounding scene suddenly twisted suddenly, and Lynch and Han Yuan Shenglong Sword were pulled into a dark space at the same time.

This dark space is so deep that it is so deep that it cannot be seen.

However, eight swords appeared in front of us, with different shapes and characteristics.

Or the ultimate edge.

Or overwhelmed with anger.

Or domineering and decisive.

Or the Netherworld is endless.

Or the clouds are floating.

Or extraordinary.

Or invisible.

Or sings the world.

Each sword is an independent existence with its own beliefs and will.

Just standing quietly in front of you, like eight people with different personalities.

"Master, these eight seniors!" Jianhun said: "Before, I just challenged the 'Feng' sword and was covered in bruises."

These eight swords are also called Feng, Fu, Ba, Ming, Yun, Evil, Shadow, and Song.

Every handful is a dazzling existence.

In the era of origin, it was already a peerless sword.

Now, when Lynch just glanced at it, he felt inexplicable palpitations, just like looking at the powerful and powerful people who had practiced for tens of thousands of years, feeling a sense of insignificance.

And the different ideas shown in them also made Lynch admire him from the bottom of his heart.

"I have met eight seniors." Lynch said with a humility and arrogance: "Han Yuan Shenglong Sword challenged you before, and you won't lose."

"Do you know why he lost?" Feng Jian spoke.

Lynch thought for a while and said, "It's lost because of faith."

"Well!" Feng Jian said lightly: "Before, her beliefs were not truly condensed, so she would lose no matter what. But now, the Hanyuan Shenglong Sword has condensed the immortal belief and truly established an invincible place. Therefore, we feel that there is no need to fight again and agree with it."

"So that's it." Lynch said.

Feng Jian said again: "So do you know why you are qualified to pass the test?"

"It's the heart of the sword!" Lynch said without hesitation.

Feng Jian smiled: "People who use swords must have a sword heart, but it is easy to know and difficult to do. How many swordsmen can do that kind of respect for the sword from the heart can be implemented?"

"Many swordsmen, after their swords are damaged, will choose to abandon and re-owned other swords, or if they encounter better swords, they will directly hide the original sword."

"A person like this is not worthy of being called a sword-user, nor is he worthy of standing at the peak of sword-do!"

Lynch thought and felt something. In fact, through this incident, he truly understood and understood the true meaning of a person who used a sword. It is not about being able to do everything, but about having a sword-like heart that respects the sword.

"Senior, I will keep this in mind." Lynch said respectfully: "I've been taught!"

At this moment, the eight swords surged out at the same time with a hint of praise.

"So, from today on, we will take the Hanyuan Shenglong Sword as the main sword, and we can call on the other eight swords, called Han." Feng Jian said: "But you have to remember that the road to swordsmanship is endless. If you give up halfway and neglect all the time, you will be like the previous main sword, and you will not be able to withstand our will, and the sword will be destroyed and the people will be destroyed!"

"Also, don't be anxious, improve and comprehend all our swords."

"Finally, you have to consider every word and listen carefully..."

Then.

Feng Jian, said with a sharp air: "The sword's edge is sharp."

The angry sword shouted angrily: "A rage breaks thousands of ways."

The sword of the world said boldly: "The master of the world is in the horizontal bar and the limitless place, and there are thousands of enemies in a small inch."

The Nether Sword said coldly: "There will always be a sword in the underworld."

Yun Jian said lightly: "The sword is in the cloud."

Evil Sword, monster said: "Evil!"

Shadow Sword, secretly said: "Where there is no shadow, everything is a sword."

He screamed in the sword and said, "The way of swords, the way of man and swords, the way of you and me, the way of swords sound."

Eight swords, the words said by each sword are a kind of thought.

And the next moment, these words rushed into Lynch's mind without saying anything.

Lynch's head seemed to have endless echoes, constantly being shaken by these eight sounds.

His mind almost exploded.

pain!

Extreme pain!

Lynch tried his best to endure it, but he still fainted from pain, but after a while, he woke up again.

In the process of constantly unconsciousness and pain.

Lynch's swordsmanship gradually merged with these eight different ideas.

I don't know how long it took.

Lynch finally woke up.

His eyes suddenly opened, and in front of him, he had returned to the Cangjian Cliff.

Everything just now was like a dream, as if nothing had happened.

But Lynch still clearly remembered in his mind that the words said by each sword contained some mystery, which seemed simple, but were extremely obscure.

But Lynch understood that as long as he understood these carefully, he would have a qualitative leap in the swordsmanship.

As for the Hanyuan Shenglong Sword, it has already been sank into the Nine Star Sword Box.

Lynch's heart moved and looked at the sword box. He saw a brand new star stone condensed in the vacant position on the surface.

Originally, there were only eight star stones above the Nine Star Sword Box, one missing, which was the previous main sword star stone.

And now, another one condensed, shining with the word "cold" on it, which flashed in a flash.

This is the star stone of the Hanyuan Shenglong Sword - Han!

now.

Nine stars reappear, Nine Swords are complete, and the Nine Star Sword Box has been integrated with Lynch.

He could clearly feel everything in the Nine Star Sword Box.

"Lynch, this time the harvest was so great. I got the recognition of the Nine Star Sword Box by chance!" Feng Long was really more excited and excited than Lynch now.

"But, why do I feel that there is no sense of improvement?" Lynch was a little surprised.

He clearly felt that after becoming the main sword, the Hanyuan Shenglong Sword had been greatly improved and had definitely reached the level of a supreme artifact.

But why, there are no strange phenomena or fluctuations?

Feng Long smiled and said, "This is because the Nine Star Sword Box is made of special material, which isolates all breath fluctuations."

"And the breakthrough of the Hanyuan Shenglong Sword with a sword cannot cause a strange phenomenon."

"After all, the other eight swords in the sword box are themselves supreme artifacts."

"So, when you can make all the swords in the Nine Star Sword Box break through again and advance to the peak of the Great Dao, there will be a vision beyond imagination at that time!"

"So that's it." Lynch knew it.

However, it is still a long way to get the Nine Star Sword Box to be promoted to the peak level of the Great Avenue.

Moreover, he now feels that using two swords at a time is already the limit!

"Two swords are enough for you, and now, you can go out quickly. In an hour, you should have time to challenge other secret realms!" Feng Long reminded.

Lynch came back to his senses.

He is still participating in the peak competition!

But then again, this hour was simply an extra gift to him.

Because even if he missed this peak competition, he still gained a lot.
Chapter completed!