Chapter 1,217 Dragon-Slaying Knife
At this moment, a figure with a towering figure suddenly appeared, holding up the giant knife in his hand, and fiercely slashed at this person. A giant dragon was chopped down.
The giant dragon was directly cut in two, screaming loudly, and blood sprayed from the air like a waterfall.
In the blink of an eye, the earth was submerged and turned into a sea of blood.
And the figure, holding the giant sword high, looked up to the sky and laughed.
With a swish, Chen Fengfeng exited this fantasy.
He was pale, sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and took two steps back.
Then Chen Feng looked at the giant knife in front of him and exclaimed, "This, this knife"
"Yes, this knife is the one you just saw." ."
Ming Lan chuckled and said, "It seems that you are really destined to this knife. Most people can't enter that illusion when they see this knife."
"I didn't expect that you actually entered."
In the illusion, the giant sword that killed the dragon was almost exactly the same as the giant sword in front of me.
But Chen Feng felt that the giant sword seemed to be shorter.
Minglan looked at Chen Feng and said softly, "Chen Feng, you have to record the illusion just now." "Stay."
"That illusion is actually a kind of inheritance."
Chen Feng nodded lightly and kept it in his heart.
Minglan looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said, "Chen Fengfeng, do you know which is the top ten artifacts of our Ziyang Ziyang Sword Field?"
Chen Feng said " "Could it be this giant sword in front of me?"
"Yes, it's the giant sword in front of me."
Minglan said softly, "Actually, there is only one sword in the entire Ziyang Sword Field." The sacred weapon is this giant sword."
"The ancestor used this giant sword to create the thousands-year-old foundation of Ziyang Sword Field, and passed this giant sword to us at Broken Edge Peak. The ancestor, the senior brother of their generation."
"This move made the leaders of other main peaks very dissatisfied."
"Later, in order to resist. The powerful enemy, our ancestor of Broken Blade Peak, fought tooth and nail, so the powerful enemy used his supreme magic power to cut off the sacred weapon in the fierce battle, leaving only this half of the sword."
Chen. Feng suddenly realized, "No wonder this knife looks like it was shortened."
Minglan then said, "The broken knife head was later taken away by the ancestors of the other nine main peaks, and then We took it and forged nine weapons."
"These nine weapons, plus our half of the dagger, make up the top ten artifacts of Ziyang Sword Field"
"Haha, There was a look of contempt on her face, and she said, "Those chickens and dogs are worthy of standing alongside the giant sword."
"Even after the giant sword breaks, it can still hold them down steadily"
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After hearing this, Chen Feng was extremely shocked. You must know that the Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword is fiveQuality spiritual weapon.
If the giant sword after breaking can surpass the Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword, it must be at least a sixth-grade spiritual weapon
How powerful will the giant sword be in its intact state
Minglan said softly, "It's because I, the Broken Edge Peak, have always had this giant sword, so the other major peaks are actually both hateful and afraid of us."
Chen Feng gently caressed us Holding the blade, she asked with some obsession, "What's the name of this knife?"
Minglan answered every word with a solemn expression, "It is said that this knife once killed a giant after it was cast." "Dragon"
"It is, the dragon-slaying knife"
"Dragon-slaying knife"
When he heard these three words, Chen Feng couldn't help but My whole body trembled, and there seemed to be blood burning in my heart.
It was an indescribable emotion, and it seemed that the name alone was enough to make Chen Feng feel extremely shocked and excited.
Minglan looked at him and said softly, "The dragon-slaying knife is made from ancient nine-turn black iron and weighs nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand kilograms."
"Today, I will When I pass the Dragon Slaying Sword to you, I hand over the entire Broken Blade Peak to you. You must retrieve the other nine artifacts and restore the Dragon Slaying Sword."
"Now this half of the Dragon Slaying Sword is handed over to you. The sword is enough to reach the level of a seventh-grade spiritual weapon."
"And if the dragon-slaying knife is restored, it can even transcend the category of spiritual weapons and reach the next level."
" You use this as a weapon to shine on my Broken Blade Peak again, and even shine on the Ziyang Sword Field again."
Chen Feng nodded heavily, his expression solemn.
He said softly, "First Officer, don't worry, I will definitely retrieve the other nine artifacts and recast the dragon-slaying knife."
Minglan struggled to move towards him, Chen Feng quickly walked over, came to her side, and sat down gently.
Ming Lan stretched out her right hand tremblingly, touched Chen Feng's cheek, and said softly
"Chen Feng, Chen Feng, do you know how reluctant I am to let go"< /p>
"I'm not nostalgic for this world, I just can't bear to leave you."
She looked a little self-deprecating, "There is such a big age difference between the two of us. You are just an 18-year-old boy, but I don’t know why, but from the first day I met you, I had some strange feelings for you.”
“I can’t say I’m in love, I’m just concerned, as if we were born to be relatives. ."
Chen Feng held her hand and covered his face with both hands, tears streaming down his face. At first, he just sobbed lightly.
Later, he hugged Minglan and cried loudly.
Chen Feng can feel the kind of family affection, like a big sister who loves him.
Minglan smiled and said, "I don't know if I like you, but from today on, none of this is important."
She suddenly raised her little face, Looking at Chen Feng, he said softly, "Chen Feng, can you hug me?"
There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Chen Feng nodded desperately, stretched out his hand, and took Minglan into his arms.
Minglan hugged his waist, pressed her face against his chest, twisted twice in his arms, and found a comfortable position.
Placing my ear against his chest and hearing his pounding heartbeat, I felt extremely relieved.
Minglan sighed comfortably and smiled softly, "With this hug, my life has not been in vain."
There was a hint of shyness in her expression, and she giggled The smile actually showed a bit of girlish charm. "If I had known that you were so comfortable in your arms, I would have let you hold me."
The voice stopped suddenly.
Chen Feng suddenly paused. After a moment, he picked up Minglan’s body, looked up to the sky and let out a long and mournful roar
Chapter 1,217 Massacre Dragon Knife
At this moment, a figure with a towering figure suddenly appeared, holding up the giant knife in his hand, and slashed at the giant dragon.
The giant dragon was directly cut in two, screaming loudly, and blood sprayed from the air like a waterfall.
In the blink of an eye, the earth was submerged and turned into a sea of blood.
And the figure, holding the giant sword high, looked up to the sky and laughed.
With a swish, Chen Fengfeng exited this fantasy.
He was pale, sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and took two steps back.
Then Chen Feng looked at the giant knife in front of him and exclaimed, "This, this knife"
"Yes, this knife is the one you just saw." ."
Ming Lan chuckled and said, "It seems that you are really destined to this knife. Most people can't enter that illusion when they see this knife."
"I didn't expect that you actually entered."
In the illusion, the giant sword that killed the dragon was almost exactly the same as the giant sword in front of me.
But Chen Feng felt that the giant sword seemed to be shorter.
Minglan looked at Chen Feng and said softly, "Chen Feng, you have to record the illusion just now." "Stay."
"That illusion is actually a kind of inheritance."
Chen Feng nodded lightly and kept it in his heart.
Minglan looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said, "Chen Fengfeng, do you know which is the top ten artifacts of our Ziyang Ziyang Sword Field?"
Chen Feng said " "Could it be this giant sword in front of me?"
"Yes, it's the giant sword in front of me."
Minglan said softly, "Actually, there is only one sword in the entire Ziyang Sword Field." The sacred weapon is this giant sword."
"The ancestor used this giant sword to create the thousands-year-old foundation of Ziyang Sword Field, and passed this giant sword to us at Broken Edge Peak. The ancestor, the senior brother of their generation."
"This move made the leaders of other main peaks very dissatisfied."
"Later, in order to resist. A powerful enemy, we, the ancestors of Broken Blade Peak, fought to the death, so thatThe artifact was also cut off directly by a powerful enemy using his supreme magic power during a fierce battle. Only this half of the broken knife is left."
Chen Feng suddenly realized, "No wonder this knife seems to be shorter."
Minglan continued, "The broken knife The blade was later taken away by the other ancestors of the nine main peaks, and then used to forge nine weapons. "
"These nine weapons, plus our half dagger, make up the top ten artifacts of Ziyang Sword Field"
"Haha," a look of contempt appeared on her face. Colorful, he said, "Those chickens and dogs are worthy of standing alongside the giant sword."
"Even after the giant sword is broken, it can still hold them steady."
Chen Feng listened. , I was extremely shocked. You must know that the Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword is a fifth-grade spiritual weapon.
If the giant sword after breaking can surpass the Blue Water Purple Spirit Sword, it must be at least a sixth-grade spiritual weapon.
How powerful would the giant sword be in its intact state?
Minglan said softly, "It's because I, the Broken Edge Peak, always have this giant sword, so the other major peaks are actually very powerful to us." It's all, hate and fear."
Chen Feng gently stroked the blade of the knife and asked with some obsession, "What is the name of this knife?"
Minglan spoke word by word, her expression Extremely solemn "It is said that this knife once killed a giant dragon after it was cast."
"It is the Dragon-Slaying Knife"
"Dragon-Slaying Knife" "
When he heard these three words, Chen Feng couldn't help but tremble all over, and there seemed to be blood burning in his heart.
It was an indescribable emotion. It seemed that the name alone was enough to make Chen Feng feel extremely shocked and excited.
Minglan looked at him and said softly, "The Dragon Slaying Sword is made from the ancient nine-turn black iron, and it costs nine hundred and ninety-nine. "Weighing a thousand catties"
"Today, when I pass the Dragon Slaying Sword to you, I hand over the entire Broken Blade Peak to you. You must retrieve the other nine artifacts and use the Dragon Slaying Sword to Restore it"
"The current half of the dragon-slaying knife is enough to reach the level of a seventh-grade spiritual weapon. "
"And if the dragon-slaying knife is restored, it can even transcend the category of a spiritual weapon and reach the next level."
"You use this as a weapon to shine my broken blade again. Peak, and even shine in Ziyang Sword Field again."
Chen Feng nodded heavily, with a solemn expression.
He said softly, "First Officer, don't worry, I will definitely find the other nine pieces. Sacred weapon, reforge the dragon-slaying knife."
Minglan struggled to move towards him, Chen Feng quickly walked over, came to her side, and sat down gently.
Minglan trembled He stretched out his right hand majestically, touched Chen Feng's cheek, and said softly
"Chen Feng, Chen Feng, do you know how reluctant I am to let go"
"I'm not nostalgic In this world, I just can't bear to leave you. "
She looked a little self-deprecating, "There is such a big age difference between us two. You are only an 18-year-old boy, but you don't know why., from the first day I met you, I had some strange feelings for you. ”
“It’s not admiration, just concern, as if the two of us were born to be relatives. ”
Chen Feng grabbed her hand and covered his face with both hands, tears streaming down his face. At first, he just sobbed lightly.
Later, he hugged Minglan and howled. Crying loudly.
Chen Feng could feel the affection, like a big sister who loved him.
Minglan smiled and said, "I don't know if I like you, but. From today on, none of this matters. "
She suddenly raised her little face, looked at Chen Feng, and said softly, "Chen Feng, can you hug me?"
There was a hint of expectation in her eyes.
Chen Feng nodded desperately, stretched out his hand, and took Minglan into his arms.
Minglan hugged his waist and pressed her face against his chest. I twisted in my arms twice and found a comfortable position.
Placing my ear against his chest, I felt extremely relieved when I heard his pounding heartbeat.
Minglan sighed comfortably, smiled softly and said, "With this hug, my life has not been in vain. "
She showed a hint of shyness and giggled, showing a bit of girlish charm. "If I had known it was so comfortable in your arms, I would have let you hold me."
The sound stopped suddenly.
Chen Feng suddenly paused. After a moment, he picked up Minglan's body and let out a long and mournful scream.