In Xiao Chen's mind, some legends about Emperor Xuanyuan emerged, but it was hard to say whether the legends were true or false.
Why Xuanyuan Sword became the Broken Sword? Obviously, we cannot get the answer based on these legends alone.
"Regardless of how it was broken, the main thing is... where did the other half of the broken sword go?"
Xiao Chen held the Xuanyuan knife and came to the broken sword.
Buzz buzz.
The Xuanyuan knife trembled and was about to be chopped out again.
"Brother Long, calm down!"
Xiao Chen held the Xuanyuan knife tightly, not giving it a chance to chop on the broken sword.
The Xuanyuan Sword is already broken. If the Xuanyuan Sword is given another blow, it might even be broken.
He is not very interested in Xuanyuan Sword, but he is very interested in the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan.
Of the three emperors' inheritances, now only the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan remains.
Now he doesn't have a divine foundation to build, and his strength has reached the ceiling, so it is impossible to become stronger.
The only thing that can make him stronger may be the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan.
If he could get the inheritance from Emperor Xuanyuan before building the foundation of the divine product, he might be able to become stronger!
Even though he is here, killing this person and robbing that person is actually very dangerous, no less than walking on a tightrope.
Only by becoming stronger can we be safer!
"The top priority is to find the other half of the Broken Sword... I don't know if the broken Xuanyuan Sword will affect the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan."
Xiao Chen held the Xuanyuan knife tightly and frowned.
The sword meets, the inheritance appears... There is only such a sentence, but how to operate it is not clear.
Broken Sword...can it work?
unknown.
Buzz buzz.
Xuanyuan Dao trembled even more violently, and the golden dragon pattern kept flashing.
"Brother Long, listen to my brother's advice... Damn it, Xiaolong, I want to talk to you properly, but you won't listen, right? Don't you want to give me face?"
Xiao Chen tried to persuade her for a while, but she couldn't help but feel a little impatient.
Swish.
Xuanyuan Sword's golden light flashed, and he wanted to fly out and slash towards Xuanyuan Sword.
"Okay, if you don't give me face, then I don't have to give you face."
Xiao Chen was angry, tightly held the Xuanyuan Sword, and stayed away from the Xuanyuan Sword.
But thinking about it again, he was a little worried that he couldn't stay in the bone ring forever.
After he left, Xuanyuan Sword could not be cut off?
"No...why didn't it respond when I didn't come in just now? If it wanted to chop it, it could have been chopped long ago."
Xiao Chen thought of something and his heart moved.
He thought for a moment and placed the Xuanyuan Knife on the ground, with some vigilance. Once the knife flew out, he would stop it.
What surprised him a little was that the Xuanyuan knife that was placed on the ground made no movement.
Even the golden light disappeared.
"this……"
Xiao Chen looked at Xuanyuan Dao with a strange expression.
"Did Mr. Fuxi scare him? The evil dragon spirit didn't dare to be arrogant in the bone ring? Yes, if it dared to be arrogant here, it would have swallowed the sword soul long ago, and it would not ask him to take the sword soul.
Take out the bone ring and let it devour it..."
After thinking about this, Xiao Chen wanted to laugh. The evil dragon spirit was suppressed to death by Mr. Fuxi!
Not to mention anything else, he doesn't hold the Xuanyuan knife, and the evil dragon spirit doesn't communicate with him.
Nothing else, just afraid of Mr. Fuxi!
"Xiaolong, please stay calm for now."
Xiao Chen smiled, ignored the Xuanyuan Sword, and picked up the Broken Sword.
Although the sword has been broken, its edge remains the same.
Its whole body is dark golden, the same as the Xuanyuan knife.
From this, it can also be seen that the legend is true, and the sword and sword were made at the same time!
Xuanyuan Dao and Xuanyuan Sword are made of the same material.
Xiao Chen held the broken sword and observed it carefully.
Soon, his eyes fell on the broken edge of the broken sword.
"What broke it?"
Xiao Chen frowned and shook his head.
"How can a peerless magic weapon be cut off so easily... Even if the soul of the sword is not there, this broken sword alone is much stronger than ordinary magic weapons."
Xiao Chen studied for a while, but when he didn't understand it, he took the broken sword and went to the light shield.
He was going to talk to Jianhun to see if he could understand it.
Regarding Xuanyuan Sword, the sword soul definitely knows more than the evil dragon spirit.
What's more, the evil dragon spirit has been sealed, and there is too much memory loss.
As the broken sword approached, the sword soul in the light barrier reacted more intensely.
Swish swish swish.
The sword spirit kept thrusting out, trying to break through the light barrier and come out.
"Xiao Jian, do you still remember what I said before?"
Xiao Chen held the broken sword and looked at the sword soul.
Swish swish swish.
The sword spirit ignored Xiao Chen and continued to stab.
"I think you should calm down first."
With Xiao Chen's broken sword in hand, he felt he had taken the initiative and felt a little proud.
Before, this sword spirit was unreasonable.
Now you have to ask for help from him, why don't you just do it honestly?
Swish, swish, swish...
The movement of the sword soul slowed down a bit, and finally it hung in the air, flickering as if it was breathing.
When Xiao Chen saw this, he smiled. It seemed that he still had a handle on it.
Before, he knew that this sword spirit could understand his words and even communicate with him.
However, this sword spirit always refused to communicate with him.
After going back and forth, he didn't bother to pay attention to the sword spirit.
"Xiao Jian, is this the Xuanyuan Sword?"
Xiao Chen looked at the sword soul and said.
"Can you tell me what happened that year?"
The sword soul flickered without making any sound.
"Can't communicate?"
Xiao Chen frowned, could it be said that there was something wrong with the sword soul?
It shouldn't be.
Judging from the way it was jumping up and down, it didn't look like something was wrong.
"Xiaojian, how about we make a deal? I'll help you find the remaining half of the sword, and you help me find the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan. How about it?"
Xiao Chen thought for a while and asked again.
Swish.
The sword soul thrust out, and the sword tip pierced the light shield.
Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched. This thing refused to cooperate and was still trying to scare himself?
"Don't you want to be stuck here forever, don't want to leave, don't want to show off your talents again?"
Xiao Chen stopped his smile and asked.
"Think about how powerful you were back then. When the Xuanyuan Sword came out, who could compete with you? But now, you can only be suppressed here, and even the sword was cut off... Oh, by the way, you don't want to take revenge either.
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Swish swish swish.
After Xiao Chen finished speaking, the sword soul seemed to be stimulated and stabbed randomly again.
"Xiaojian, as long as you cooperate with me, I can let you go and find a way to repair your sword body, how about it?"
Xiao Chen said again.
"Not only will I help you find the other half of the sword, I will also repair you and restore you to your peak condition..."
Swish.
The sword soul was suspended again, motionless.
Xiao Chen was overjoyed. Did he find its weakness?
"Xiao Jian, think about it, you and I have no grievances, right? To be honest, I am still kind to you! If it weren't for me, you would still be in the Sword Mountain of the Dragon King's Secret Realm, maybe
It will never appear in this world for eternity."
Xiao Chen's tone slowed down and he started to fool around.
"I am the Chosen Son, and I have received the second of the three emperors' inheritances. Now only the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan is left... Think about it again, I met you, and now I have obtained the Broken Sword. But is this God's will?"
The sword soul within the light flickered on and off without any movement.
However, Xiao Chen had a feeling that this thing... seemed to be looking at him.
"Xiao Jian, I am the chosen son who is destined to be inherited by the Three Emperors. In other words, I am the successor chosen by Emperor Xuanyuan..."
Xiao Chen continued to cheat.
"Since he chose me as his successor, he must inherit everything that belongs to him, including you and the Xuanyuan Sword... Do you want to go against Emperor Xuanyuan's wishes?"
The sword soul trembled slightly and flashed brightly.
When Xiao Chen saw this, he felt happy. Did these words have any effect?
It seems that the sword spirit is very loyal to Emperor Xuanyuan, otherwise he would not have reacted like this.
"Xiao Jian, we have never had a good chat. How about we have a good chat today?"
Xiao Chen said, holding the broken sword and sitting cross-legged in front of the light shield.
"Let me tell you how I got the Xuanyuan Sword and how I was selected as its inheritor by Emperor Xuanyuan... His old man is very satisfied with me."
In the distance, the golden pattern on the Xuanyuan knife flashed. If it weren't for some kind of terrifying pressure, it would have flown up and struck Xiao Chen with a knife. Let's see how thick-skinned he is!
No, this is no longer a matter of being thick-skinned, it is shameless!
Even more shameless than that bitch Xuanyuan!
"That's right. In fact, we should have talked about it a long time ago... You can't have a prejudice against me just because of the Xuanyuan Sword, right?"
Xiao Chen stroked the broken sword and said with a smile.
"After all, the sword was left to me by Emperor Xuanyuan, so I have to accept it, right? It is what it is, and I am who I am. You can't measure my character by its character, no, dragon character."
Buzzing…
The Xuanyuan Sword trembled, and it couldn't bear it anymore. It wanted to use this terrifying pressure to give Xiao Chen a blow.
Hearing the noise, Xiao Chen turned his head and glanced, but was not worried.
"Boss Fuxi, this is your territory..."
Following Xiao Chen's soft words, the trembling Xuanyuan knife stopped moving.
"hehe."
Xiao Chen smiled, looked away, and continued to fool the sword soul.
"Back on Xuanyuan Mountain, Emperor Xuanyuan left the Xuanyuan Sword and left a message to his inheritors..."
The sword soul became quieter and quieter, and even its 'breathing' slowed down.
"Xiao Jian, I am the inheritor selected by Emperor Xuanyuan, and I am also the inheritor of the Three Emperors... Based on this, there is no need to question my character, right?"
Xiao Chen said seriously after talking nonsense for a while.
"If I don't get Emperor Xuanyuan's inheritance, and once his inheritance falls into the hands of others, it will definitely cause a bloody storm... At that time, all his hard work will be in vain! And you,
It is impossible to return to the peak again, and will always exist in the state of sword soul."
The sword soul shook slightly, as if Xiao Chen's words made it difficult to calm down.
"Little sword, a peerless magic weapon forged by Emperor Xuanyuan, the Xuanyuan sword will become stronger and stronger, but you will become weaker and weaker... By then, there will only be legends about the sword left in the world, waiting for thousands of years to come.
, no one in the world knows about the 'Xuanyuan Sword' anymore, can you accept this?"
Xiao Chen said again.
"Obviously you are the magic weapon that Emperor Xuanyuan likes, the magic weapon that he always carries with him..."
Although Xiao Chen doesn't understand Xuanyuan Sword, he understands women.
Woman, can you bear this?
I definitely can't stand it.
Swish.
The sword soul's sword flashed suddenly and stabbed out fiercely.