Chapter 190

"Shit!"

Tianchen's pupils tightened and stared at the strange thin sword. There was an extremely complex look in his eyes, surprise, hesitation and doubt

"How? I know I'm afraid? I'll give you a chance at last!" Wu Jian Junyi smiled and the strange sword trembled in front of him.

Tianchen slowly regained consciousness, looked up and down at Wu Jian, and sighed that Wu Jian was actually a sword repair!

Seeing that Tianchen didn't respond, Wu Jian sighed, "it's a pity that he is so talented. I'm sorry!"

As soon as the voice fell, the thin sword in front of him flew out by itself. The sharp sword tip silently cut through the air and pointed directly at the center of Tianchen's eyebrows!

Wu Jian is not only the strong one in Linghuang territory, but also the sword cultivation. Within the same level, it can be called an invincible existence, not to mention the third level of Lingwang territory.

In Wu Jian's opinion, this sword is enough to kill Tianchen!

Seeing the thin sword flying, Tianchen's eyes flashed a happy look, "this is the unique imperial sword of sword repair!"

Sword cultivation can crush all enemies within the sensing range of soul power by integrating the soul into the weapon!

Tianchen now has a soul force sensing range of 2000 kilometers. If you become a sword repair, you can attack with an unbridled imperial sword in this range!

This is the strength of sword cultivation. Kill the enemy thousands of miles away!

The joy in Tianchen's eyes dissipated in an instant, and his calm color was restored. He stared at the flying thin sword quietly. The distance of tens of feet was almost in an instant!

However, at the next moment, Wu Jian was stunned. He looked at Tianchen incredulously. He saw that his sword actually stopped outside Tianchen's eyebrow and allowed himself to control, but he couldn't enter inch by inch!

"What the hell! What's going on?" Wu Jian stared at Tianchen in fear, with a look of ghost.

Tianchen's calm face was filled with a trace of excitement. He slowly raised his hand and squeezed the thin sword in his hand. He stroked his hand gently. Some choking voices came out, "it's really you..."

"Chen Yi sword, long time no see..."

Tianchen's voice choked and his body trembled slightly. Ten thousand years later, he actually saw the sword again. For a time, his mind drifted away.

That year, the ten year old Tianchen was dancing his sword. A very sunny young man came quickly. Before his body came, the hearty laughter came first, "ha ha, little brother, look at the nine level spirit weapon refined by brother!"

With a childish sky on his face, he stopped dancing his sword and looked around hurriedly before he said: "senior brother eight, you're bothering me to practice my sword again. Be careful that my father beats you!"

"Ha ha, don't worry. The elder martial brother and the eldest martial brother are out. Come on, get a drop of blood." eighth martial brother laughed and sent the strange thin sword to Tianchen.

Tianchen looked at eighth senior brother suspiciously, "eighth senior brother, pain, what are you doing?"

"Hey, hey, senior just taught me a secret skill. You get a drop of blood. After I finish it, even if the sword falls into the enemy's hands, it won't hurt you!" senior brother Ba said confidently.

The suspicious Tianchen's eyes lit up, and then sighed sadly: "my father taught you the art of blood attracting God, but he hasn't taught me anything yet..."

"Eh? I didn't mean to wait for you to be sixteen. Don't worry, come!"

Tianchen did so. Seeing that the blood had disappeared into the sword, he was suspicious and said, "eighth senior brother, what's the name of this sword?"

The eighth senior brother rolled his eyes. "What's strange? I tell you, as a sword repairman, I have studied it for a long time. I found that the power of sword repairman can be brought into full play only when there is no handle sword. Both ends are sword tips. Kill the enemy as you want!"

Then the eighth senior brother said proudly, "hey hey, I haven't named it yet. It's a nine level spirit weapon. Why don't you name it after us and call him Chenyi sword?"

Recalling the scene of that year, Tianchen's heart is full of warmth. For himself, it was only seven or eight years ago, but for others, it was more than 10000 years ago!

After a long time, Tianchen came back and looked a little gloomy. He glanced at the stunned Wu Jian and said, "I'll take this sword."

Then Tianchen directly received Chenyi's sword and said, "how did you get this sword?"

Wu Jian didn't answer Tianchen's question. The color of shock covered his face. Gradually, his face turned red and said excitedly, "you actually know this is Chenyi sword?"

Looking at Wu Jian's excited look, Tianchen was stunned, but his heart was on alert. Ten thousand years later, things have changed too much. He doesn't know what has happened at home in the past ten thousand years, let alone how eighth senior brother has been.

Therefore, Tianchen had to be on guard against Wu Jian.

"My grandfather said that only two people knew the name of this sword, and only three people with me!" Wu Jian said still excitedly, and then said, "he also said that this sword can hurt people all over the world, but not his junior brother. Are you the sky that disappeared ten thousand years ago?"

Just from the name of the sword, Wu Jian knew everything?

Tianchen looked at Wu Jian calmly, but she couldn't calm down. Eighth senior brother Wu Yi, is Wu Jian's grandfather?

"Ha ha, that's great. My grandpa has never given up looking for you for thousands of years. I didn't expect to find you first!" Wu Jian couldn't hide his excitement. Then he bowed to Tianchen and said, "Wu Jian has seen Shizu!"

"Shizu, let me see Grandpa. If Grandpa sees you, he will be very happy!" said Wu Jian.

Tianchen trembled slightly, struggling in his heart for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "you recognize the wrong person!"

With that, Tianchen turned around and cast the dark dragon. As soon as he changed, his body shape disappeared in the vision of Wu Jian!

"Recognize the wrong person?" Wu Jian looked puzzled at the direction of the disappearance of Tianchen, frowned, and then looked a little, "Chenyi sword can't hurt him. He must be grandpa's younger martial brother!"

He hurried out and chased in the direction of Tianchen's departure, but he couldn't find Tianchen after looking for a moment. Wu Jian had to stop helplessly and said to himself with a bitter face: "Shizu, my grandfather is really Wu Yi, your eighth senior brother!"

"Grandpa didn't get married until he was more than 9000 years old. Then he had my father. My father got married only when he was more than 900 years old. That's me. I didn't lie to you!"

Wu Jian didn't know why Tianchen refused to admit it and left reluctantly. "Since you're in feiyunling, you'll always find you again!"

On the top of a mountain, the shape of the sky appeared. The power of the soul looked at the direction Wu Jian left and took a long breath, "sorry, eighth senior brother, now, how can I tell whether you are an enemy or a friend?"

"I won't see anyone except my parents until I know it!" Tianchen murmured. Things were strange in those years. Even Lu dodge didn't mention his father's eight disciples. Tianchen suspected that one or even several of his father's disciples rebelled.

Otherwise, with the help of eight disciples, how could Lu dodge and his mother be forced to die and disappear by the people of the divine court?

For a long time, Tianchen regained his mind and touched Chenyi sword again. "Don't worry. When you have the power to protect yourself, I will take you to find senior brother eight!"