1133: C1133 Devouring the Devil Sword

C1133 Devouring the Devil Sword

"Glory?" Lin Feng's expression was cold. Becoming a Sword Slave, in the eyes of the other party, was actually an honor!

The even more capable Xiao Sha Sword Intent was so oppressive that Lin Feng was almost unable to breathe. The man said coldly: "If you don't want to go in, we don't mind sending you in!"

Lin Feng's eyes were filled with a cold light, he stared straight at the other party, but the man only looked at him calmly. In the other party's eyes, his cultivation level was not high enough, and there was no chance for him to retaliate.

"Alright, I'll go in!" Lin Feng clenched his teeth, he then raised his foot and headed towards the Sword Tomb.

"No matter how much you delay, you can't change your fate. To sacrifice yourself for my Sword Pavilion Ancestor is your greatest honor." Lin Feng stepped forward and stepped into the Sword Tomb, the place where the Sword Emperor Wutian buried his sword.

The doors of the Sword Tomb slowly closed, and all the Sword Pavilion Powerhouse s sat cross-legged with their eyes closed. Although they were expressionless, their hearts were in turmoil, as this was related to their Sword Pavilion's fate. The sword, was the divine weapon that their ancestor Sword Emperor Wutian used after becoming the emperor.

Of course, at that time Lin Feng was no longer the current Lin Feng, but the sword of the Ancestral Sword Emperor Wutian, and was also a member of the Sword Pavilion, a humanoid weapon!

Lin Feng stepped into the Sword Tomb, and in that moment, the sword on the yellow soil, once again released a mournful wail, a terrifying Heaven's Sword Intent directly aimed at him.

In the middle of the loess, the sealed king of ten thousand swords was buzzing, and it was faintly discernible. There was also a monstrous blood intent, and an incomparably strong blood aura, that was caused by the blood sacrifice of the people from Sword Pavilion.

"Buzz!" A monstrous sword intent burst forth, the unparalleled divine weapon released a resplendent blood light, as if it wanted to swallow Lin Feng whole.

Lin Feng seemed to be able to feel the mournful wails of the sword. The sword had already formed a Sword Soul, he had his own life and soul.

"The sword does not seem to want to enter my body." Lin Feng's expression congealed, as if he could feel the emotions of the sword.

"Woo woo!" A mournful screech rang out, as the incomparably terrifying sword keenly howled, as a lawless aura permeated the entire space. The other swords felt as though they were infected by something, as they all started trembling madly, as though they wanted to break apart this entire space.

"Buzz!" The bright and resplendent sword shine shot towards Lin Feng, and the dazzling Heaven's Sword still pointed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's body flickered as he retreated frantically, but how could he be faster than that peerless divine weapon, that terrifying sharp sword that descended instantly.

"Buzz, Buzz …" As the void trembled, a tyrannical and peerless aura suddenly enveloped the Sword Tomb, causing the divine weapon to stop in its tracks. Following which, a surge of Demonic Qi gushed out from Lin Feng's body and into the Divine Weapon, which was the fusion of the devil sword within Lin Feng's body. At this moment, the devil sword seemed to feel the threat, and as one, it broke through the seal of the Devil Sealing Stele and came out.

Just now, he felt as if the divine weapon was going to directly invade his body. Lin Feng had a feeling that if the divine weapon this Sword Emperor Wutian used in the past really wanted to take him away as a container, he would definitely become a Sword Slave. With his current strength, he simply would not be able to resist.

"Whose aura is that?" Lin Feng's expression stiffened. Just now, when the divine weapon was about to enter his body, he clearly felt a terrifying aura that was able to dominate the world, and that aura was beyond his imagination. However, it had only appeared for an extremely short period of time, and then it was restrained.

The demon sword soared up into the skies, actually facing off against the divine weapon. That sky-shattering sword seemed to be hesitating.

"Buzz!" A terrifying surge of power erupted forth once more as the divine weapon began to radiate with a resplendent light. At this moment, it was as though ten thousand swords had submitted to him. He was the king of swords, lawless, no sword could challenge his might.

The demonic qi that covered the sky seemed to have been suppressed as it continued to hum non-stop while trembling non-stop.

In the past, Lin Feng had asked him about the origins of the devil sword. Grandfather Yue Qingshan had told him before, that this devil sword was a powerful Holy Artifact formed from the fusion of a powerful Sovereign he had fought with the Yue Family ancestors before, and as a sacrifice, that powerful Sovereign had already fallen victim to the devil, thus the devil sword had a terrifying devil nature.

It could be said that this devil sword had fused with a powerful Sovereign, and possessed a human soul. Its devil aura overflowed into the heavens, and it was extremely strong, however, this peerless sword, was even more powerful. He was the sword the Sword Emperor Wutian used when he was the emperor, following the Sword Emperor in slashing the heavens and breaking the earth, condensing his own Sword Soul.

A resplendent light descended as tens of thousands of swords submitted, a terrifying devouring force emanated forth, as though it wanted to devour all the weapons. The demon sword trembled unceasingly, as though it was struggling, and finally, a cracking sound rang out as the demon sword was sucked into the Heavenly Sword, slowly merging with it. The terrifying devilish might frenziedly blossomed as the two divine weapons clashed, their Sword Qi wreaking havoc in the void.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! The sword went berserk, continuously attacking the Sword Tomb, forming huge holes in it, causing the ground to tremble non-stop.

Lin Feng's expression was stiff, the two swords had actually started to fight, the terrifying aura continued for a period of time, and finally, the devil sword, was slowly seeping into the Heaven's Sword. On the surface of the Heaven's Sword, there seemed to be strands of devil light wrapped around it, unable to stop for a long time.

"Subjugation, Devour!" Lin Feng's body twitched slightly. He was too tyrannical, the real lawless, spiritual devil sword was actually forced by the Boundless Sword to fuse with him, or to be exact, it was swallowed.

Lin Feng had the urge to curse. A powerful sword Holy Artifact just disappeared like that, but he seemed to be more concerned about his own life.

He seemed to have also felt this terrifying aura, as he pointed towards Lin Feng's sword tip, and started to shake again. There was a thread of connection between him and Lin Feng, because he had fused with the devil sword.

Confusion, at this moment, Divine Weapon, confused, not knowing what to do!

"Sigh …" Just then, a sigh came out, Lin Feng suddenly realised that there was one more person in the Sword Tomb.1

"Hmm?" Lin Feng's expression froze. He had seen this person before, and had only met him once. The last time he left the Sword Tomb, he turned around and saw a sickly old man standing guard outside the Sword Tomb.

At this moment, the old man was sweeping the Sword Tomb with a broom, but he couldn't stop sighing.

"I was thinking about how glorious the Sword Emperor Wutian was in the past, but now, his descendant has actually become so destitute, and needs to rely on a sword to rise up again." The old man kept cleaning the dust of the Sword Tomb, his sighs unceasingly, and he faintly felt that it was somewhat lamentable. For the Sword Emperor Wutian, his Sword Pavilion had actually placed its hope on a sword of the Sword Emperor Wutian, and not on a person themselves.

The Heaven's Sword hummed incessantly. Then, to Lin Feng's surprise, he realised that the Heaven's lawless sword had slowly floated to the side of the sickly old man and jumped onto his shoulder. It was as if it was intimate with him, "Senior!"

Lin Feng's figure twitched as he shouted. Although the old man did not have any Qi, as though he was a person without cultivation, with a sickly look, Lin Feng did not dare to underestimate him.

"I am a sickly old man who sweeps the ground, how could I be worthy of the title of senior? Don't think that I, with my powerful Strength of Supernatural Power, caused this sword to become like this, it's only because I have been sweeping the ground for a long time in the Sword Tomb and have a relationship with the sword. As for them, they both have lives, so they also have feelings for me!"

The old man shook his head as he spoke. He stretched out his hand to caress the Boundless Sword. The sword withdrew its peerless aura and allowed the old man to caress it as he pleased.

Spirit, this was spirit. The sword that had formed the Sword Soul, now truly had life, it could think.

"It would be weird if I believed you." Lin Feng muttered in his heart, a person who cleaned the Sword Tomb should at least be a low level Sovereign, if not the sword qi would be able to kill him.

"Senior, my cultivation is low and I am only in the fifth level of the Heaven realm. Even if I become the Sword Slave, I'm afraid that I will have tainted Senior Sword Emperor Wutian's sword." Mengqing said politely. Since Mengqing had already recovered, how could he be willing to become the Sword Slave!

The old man glanced at Lin Feng, and then revealed a faint smile. He extended his hand towards Lin Feng, and said: "Young man, take a seat!"

After saying that, he placed the broom on the ground and sat down. He looked very old, as though he really was a sickly old man!

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