Chapter 167: Divine Sword? A Useless Sword? Zhao Yueyue looked at the pride that could not be hidden on Lin Shang's face, frowned, and kept thinking. Illusion? Zhao Yueyue lowered her eyes to look at Nihuang in her hand. It seemed that there was really nothing wrong with it, but why did she feel so strange? "Your sword" Lin Shang raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to say? Sister, are you still thinking about the Neon Phoenix Sword? Sister, I said that the Neon Phoenix Sword is too important to be..." "It's okay. If you accept the bet and lose, the sword is yours." Zhao Yueyue knew that it was time to pour tea again. She was about to say something when she suddenly felt a palpitation in her heart. She subconsciously said this and turned away. It happened that at this time, the pressure on everyone was removed because the Neon Phoenix Sword was subdued, and everyone returned to normal. Many people saw Zhao Yueyue suddenly walking towards them. People who had some connections with Zhao Yueyue, after seeing the previous fight between the two, thought that the other party was discouraged and ready to leave because he lost the fight for the sword. Just when they were about to comfort them, Zhao Yueyue didn't even look at them, just brushed past them and came to the sword tomb. There were many swords stuck here, and some people were shocked when they saw this scene. "Aren't these useless swords that have lost their sword spirits and spiritual energy? Where is Lin Yue going and what is she doing? Even if she doesn't have a magic sword, with her qualifications, she can definitely choose a good immortal sword from the hundred swords just now! What is she doing here?" "Yes, although the swords that can be inserted near the sword tomb are all extraordinary, but looking at how rusty these swords are, and how devoid of spiritual power they are, they must be abandoned swords, right? What is she thinking?"
Xie Chen couldn't help but frowning slightly. This usually gentle senior brother of Tianyan Sect rarely showed such an expression. Then he turned his head and looked at his third junior brother with questioning eyes. Seeing this, Cheng Xuan thought for a moment and then shook his head. What I mean is, don't ask him, he doesn't know what Fourth Junior Sister is thinking, even if he knows more for some reason. He knew that the swords inserted near the sword tomb were of extraordinary origins, and they were all swords left over from the period of gods and demons. But even so, after so many years, the usable ones had long been taken away. What good things could be left now? The better ones were not even as good as ordinary swords. At least they could still chop tofu! So, was it too much of a blow? Should I not have been so worried at that time and should have given the fragments to Yue'er? But Mu Xiu is as beautiful as the forest. If Yue Er has the ability to take back her bloodline at this time, will the devil really let her go? Thinking of this, I gave up. Who would have thought? Cheng Xuan looked at Zhao Yueyue worriedly. So does my good sister Meimei. I kept blaming myself in my heart. I should have stood further away and not been affected by the magic sword. I said I would play a supporting role, but I fell down at the beginning. How could I be a good worker? Now, the Neon Phoenix Sword has been taken away by the heroine Lin Shang. What should we do? Can we really only watch Lin Shang being proud? Mei Mei's eyes suddenly turned to the scene where Deyi was surrounded by a few bootlickers and flattered him, and then she looked at Zhao Yueyue, her eyes full of annoyance. Zhao Yueyue stared at everyone's surprised eyes but didn't take it to heart at all. I gave up the Neon Phoenix Sword and ran here, not because of the sudden blow, but when I was about to ask Lin Shang about the strangeness of the Neon Phoenix Sword, I suddenly heard a call from the core of the sword tomb, which made my heart palpitate. It’s hard to describe this feeling, but Zhao Yueyue feels that she will definitely regret it if she doesn’t go! As soon as this thought came to her mind, Zhao Yueyue immediately sent Lin Shang away and turned around to look for the connection with herself. The closer we got, the more we realized that this attraction came from the real sword tomb? When Zhao Yueyue turned around and saw the group of swords that had lost their spirituality, she was also speechless. What was different from other people was that others saw a group of swords that had no spirituality and could only be called useless swords, but in Zhao Yueyue's eyes, what she saw was the former heroes who had become dusty. In Zhao Yueyue's eyes, what she saw was the owners of these swords using them to guard this plane, fighting bloody battles just to drive out the demon.
It was tragic but fearless, so after being speechless, Zhao Yueyue felt full of respect. "Come here!" Zhao Yueyue, who was suddenly feeling emotional, was startled and immediately looked around. "Who? Who's talking!" Zhao Yueyue's sudden question startled everyone. Mei Mei turned her head and looked around. "No, no one is talking to you, Sister Yue, what's wrong with you?" "No, someone is talking, someone is calling me?" Zhao Yueyue firmly believed this in her heart, so she immediately calmed her mind, and then she felt the faint calling voice again, so Zhao Yueyue immediately ran forward. Mei Mei was startled. "Sister Yue, where are you going?" Zhao Yueyue didn't answer. When she heard the call, she found herself in front of a sword. The sword was extremely worn out and looked very weathered. The few people who had chased after him all showed a look of disgust when they saw the sword. There is actually such a useless sword in the sword tomb? They had just loudly criticized the swords next to the sword tomb. Although those swords were rusted, they could still be seen as swords. What the hell was this one in front of them? It's rusty, but it's also a broken sword? Can this thing really still be called a sword? There was only one person who, upon seeing the sword, immediately covered his chest as if he had seen a ghost. There, a piece of debris continued to make a restless sound. Cheng Xuan was shocked. How could this happen? It's just a broken sword, how could this fragment respond? This is Yue'er's Cheng Xuan was startled, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Lin Shang following him. He quickly covered his chest and disappeared into the crowd, not daring to let the other party notice anything was wrong. At this time, Zhao Yueyue had already walked forward, pulled out the rusty broken sword, and after taking a look at it—— "In that case, it's you!" "What the hell? Hahaha, did I hear you right, Lin Yue? You chose this thing. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?" When people heard that Zhao Yueyue had chosen such a broken sword when she entered the Sword Tomb, someone's dog started barking before anyone else could say anything. Who couldn't hear this obvious sarcasm? Several people whose impression of Zhao Yueyue had improved couldn't help but frown and look at the person who spoke. The person who was speaking was startled to see so many people staring at him at once, especially since some of them looked unfriendly. "I, I'm just telling the truth. I chose a useless sword that no one wants, and I don't want anyone to say anything about it?" This sentence angered Yang Jinyuan. He sneered, "That's my Senior Sister Yue'er's business, what does it have to do with a loser like you?" (End of this chapter)