As soon as Po Jun's vitality entered it, the long sword covered with rust on his body immediately changed.
At this moment, the iron sword, which was originally rusty, emitted a little bit of a strange green light, which looked very strange. Po Jun's face, who was originally disappointed, also began to change. In terms of how this sword was definitely in front of the tomb owner.
Put the peerless sword, otherwise it will definitely emit such light after a hundred years.
The green light illuminated the entire stone chamber instantly, and everyone's eyes were staring at Pojun. The sword they didn't look down upon seemed to be a little different. Jian Chen's mouth was clear and it seemed that he had guessed it wrong this time. As expected,
Extraordinary.
Seeing this situation, Pojun's vital energy began to be poured into the iron sword more and more, but it seemed that he could not fill the bottom hole when Pojun worked hard. The iron sword actually began to suck Pojun little by little.
Yuanqi and Pojun were shocked, and this kind of thing was unheard of.
As the energy in Pojun's body decreased little by little, the light of the iron sword body became more and more eye-catching.[
Looking at the greed in the eyes of the Iron Sword King City, the man in black on one side had no intention of taking action, which made him feel much more relieved. Then he flashed and rushed towards Pojun to seize the iron sword in Pojun's hand.
"Wangcheng, you are ashamed, look at my martial talisman." Seeing this, the ring on his hand flashed and several martial talismans appeared in his hand and then smashed them straight towards the royal city. Suddenly, the violent energy in the martial talismans was scattered.
It was released instantly, very spectacular.
"Your fake martial arts talisman can't hurt me just because of your fake martial arts talisman." Wang Cheng smiled contemptuously, and stood up his palm and cut the attack from the martial arts talisman with a knife, without any obstacles to pounce on Pojun.
"If you continue like this, you will be really exhausted." Pojun's condition is not very good at this moment. The energy required by the Iron Sword is too high, and it is not something he can afford if he continues like this.
"Boy, hand over the sword in your hand." Wang Cheng shouted sternly at Po Jun. Po Jun, who was in distress, was suddenly awakened. Seeing that Wang Cheng was frowned at him, he felt a little strong in his heart.
At the same time, Pojun, a member of the four major families of the royal capital, is quite familiar with the strength of the royal city. He is definitely not able to handle it himself. He should be a strong man of the same level as his elder brother Powu.
At this moment, the energy of Pojun's energy was faster. A faint green light shook out like a wave of water, extremely soft. It was this faint green light that swept on the royal city like a heavy blow.
He flew out, a trace of blood overflowed, and the royal city was a little confused.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this sudden change. A great martial artist was so inexplicably injured. This is unscientific.
Po Jun also looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief, and suddenly felt that it seemed full of power. At this moment, the iron sword actually quietly stopped exploiting Po Jun and no longer absorbed vitality from Po Jun's hands.
"Crack!"
Some sound of eggshell breaking came from the sword, and the rust began to fall off little by little. A little silver-white sword body was revealed, and the cold light also came out. Po Jun's eyes stared at the change,
Almost a single egg can be swallowed when my mouth opens.
As the last bit of rust fell off, the green light on the sword was made, dazzling and eye-catching. After a moment, the light dimmed. The sword body of the long sword was extremely light, with the word "green breeze" carved on it.
The heart of the person is slightly chilled.
"What a green sword." Po Jun's face filled with smile. This piece was almost tailor-made for himself. He could hardly feel the weight in his hand, and he waved it like an arm. At this moment, Po Jun's hand was in his hand.
At this moment, the drop of blood flowed out, slowly melting into the sword body, and disappeared into the sight.
"Recognize the master with blood, the earth-level sword." The man in black murmured in disbelief as he looked at the situation. He didn't expect that there was an earth-level sword here, and that value was above the spirit core.
"Take the sword and spare you all the time." Wangcheng knew that things were going on at this moment. This rusty iron sword was actually a ground-level sword, so he could not let it go even more.
Wang Cheng took a step forward and rushed towards Po Jun again without caring about the man in black. Although he was not the opponent of the man in black, he also had a killer move. If the man in black snatched him from this time, he would have fought for this.
He will no longer be reluctant to let go of the sword.
"Fat man's abacus, protect Po Jun." Jian Chen, who had absorbed all the information, shouted to the two of them.
The two nodded, and a golden martial arts talisman appeared in their hands. As soon as the martial arts talisman was taken out, the energy in the tomb chamber was attracted by all the energy. The man in black who had not taken action had a slight look in his eyes.
A trace of fear was revealed, and Jian Chen rushed up to block the royal city, and the three of them united the front.
Obviously, what they both took this time was not a copy but a genuine martial arts talisman. Just by this fluctuation, you can tell that it is extraordinary.[
"You two boys really want to stop me?" Wang Cheng stopped and paused. Unexpectedly, these two boys even brought out the things under the box. Although the things that saved their lives were not worse than this, they were not much better.
He didn't dare to move these two people at once, after all, the relationship between the big family is very subtle.
"Hurry up and merge, otherwise the deal will be a loss." Tie Abacus looked at Pojun who was still hesitating and shouted loudly, without any intention of retreating.
"Thank you." Po Jun glanced at the three of them deeply, then closed his eyes, and strange handprints began to form in his hands, and a trace of energy fluctuations surged out.
Yes, Pojun wanted to use this Qingfeng sword as his Yuanwu. At first, when Pojun broke through the martial arts master, he did not integrate the Xuan-level sword brought out from the family as Yuanwu. Unexpectedly, the sword
Chen's guess is so accurate, and his own movement is so good. He is actually a sword that matches him so well.
A slight fluctuation on the handprint was printed little by little on the Qingfeng sword. The three-foot-long Qingfeng sword shone brightly again, and the seal was the artistic conception that Po Jun understood.
Pojun's artistic conception is extremely single, with only speed, and the Qingfeng Sword is even more perfect. There is almost no problem encountered in this step and it was completed quickly.
Po Jun did not relax after completing all this so simply, but instead took a deep breath, put his hands on his chest, and shouted softly: "Open."
A shadow appeared in the void, and the Qingfeng sword was swallowed into it little by little, and in the end it completely disappeared. The expression on Pojun's face became increasingly ugly, and the sweat beads on his forehead fell one by one.
The eyebrows were frowning even more.
Jian Chen watched Po Jun's movements firmly remembered. He had to take this step even if he couldn't pass. The fusion sword Yixi Jian was lying quietly in his space ring. The grade of Yixi Jian
It is definitely higher than this Qingfeng Sword, which is also a major reason why Jian Chen doesn't care about the Qingfeng Sword.
...
Several people were in a stalemate. Po Jun's eyes suddenly opened, and a blue light suddenly appeared, and shot out like a sword light. The breath on his body changed, even more than before. So now he
It is truly entering the martial arts realm.
"Wangcheng, can you still rob it?" Po Jun looked at Wangcheng and smiled.
"Hmph!" Wang Cheng snorted coldly and walked to other parts of the tomb to see if there were any missing treasures.
"Haha, it's not bad. I, Ying Feng's carry-on sword, was so happy that I found such a master. And it's really good that someone actually obtained the master's inheritance."
The old voice suddenly sounded, and everyone seemed to be facing a great enemy. The sound was so strange. There were other people in the tomb, especially the man in black, who was even more shocked. Who could hide his detection?