In the Sword Pavilion, the surrounding martial artists were all envious after witnessing the power of the Devil's Blade, Thousand Blades, that Li Mochou had obtained from Chen Mu.?
"This Demonic Blade Thousand Blades is truly an unheard of weapon!”
"That's right. I've never seen a weapon shatter into thousands or even tens of thousands of pieces, but they can still fuse together and unleash an incomparably great power.”
"Imagine, if you were to fight with someone, those fragments would be able to command and launch attacks for you. How powerful would that be?”
When they heard this, such a scene immediately appeared in the minds of those people in the martial arts world.
Li Mochou was holding the Thousand Demonic Blades in his hand. Even if he was facing a strong enemy several times stronger than him, he could still split the Thousand Demonic Blades into several pieces. Each piece had an extremely sharp blade on it, and each piece could move freely according to her will.
Even if the opponents were on par with Li Mochou, it was impossible for them to get close to him in a short period of time.
On the contrary, because of the unique Splitting God skill of Thousand Blades, it could attack any enemy in a sudden attack. At the same time, it could also spread out and attack all the enemies at once.
Whether he wanted to take charge alone and unleash his full power or split up and unleash the unique advantages of the demonic blade, everything was up to Li Mochou's mind.
After the Thousand Blades Demon Sword recognized Li Mochou as its sword master, it had already achieved the state of becoming one with the sword.
This undoubtedly made Li Mochou, who was known as Fairy Chi Lian, even more powerful. From then on, he had a powerful force in the martial world.
"What should we do? Three of the divine weapons in the Sword Pavilion have already gone.”
"That's right. With these divine weapons, I'm afraid the forces in the martial arts world will be reshuffled.”
Many people in the martial world looked at the sword tomb. Almost every sword was a unique top-grade sword.
A considerable number of people revealed greedy looks in their eyes. They all wanted to take one of them and use it as their own weapon.
However, Patriarch Bloodblade's experience was still vivid in his mind. The red soil was also a clear indication that if anyone dared to act disrespectfully toward Chen Mu, the final outcome would be rather tragic.?
Under such pressure, those martial artists who wanted to obtain the Divine Weapon restrained themselves and tried their best not to reveal their true thoughts.
However, at this moment, someone suggested,""Didn't Pavilion Master Chen say that the sword he forged wasn't a gift from him, but rather, it depended on whether the sword would choose its master?”
"That's right! If a sword chose me, then wouldn't I be able to take the sword away just like Pavilion Master Chen said?”
This sentence caused a commotion among the people in Jianghu. They wanted a sword so badly. Now, there was finally a reasonable explanation.
Therefore, many people in the martial world looked at each other, then stepped out and knelt in front of the Sword Pavilion.
After one person, there was a second person, and then a third person. In the end, almost half of the people who came here knelt in front of the Sword Pavilion.
From inside to outside, it extended for more than ten meters.
Among them, although Han Diao Temple also wanted to obtain the Divine Weapon, they still stood far away. They did not kneel in front of the Sword Pavilion and beg for the sword like the other martial artists.
That was because his identity was different. He had the same method as the others to ask for a sword. He could not let go of his identity and could only give up and watch from afar.
"Pavilion Master Chen, please bestow me with a sword!"
Hundreds of people from the Underworld exchanged requests with Chen Mu.?
Everyone was extremely nervous, and bean-sized beads of sweat flowed out. They were afraid that what awaited them was not permission to ask for a sword, but a sudden attack from the sword tomb, chopping them into meat paste.
Fortunately, he did not feel any pressure after waiting for more than ten seconds.
On the contrary, Chen Mu's voice finally came from the Sword Pavilion.?
It was still as rich and ethereal as before, striking straight at everyone's hearts.
"My sword has always been searching for people, not people searching for swords.
If he wanted to obtain the recognition of the sword, he would have to enter the Sword Tomb.”
Chen Mu made it very clear.?
The martial artists who were kneeling heard it clearly.
After a short silence, everyone stood up and rushed toward the sword tomb.
Everyone was afraid. There was a limit to the number of divine weapons. What would happen if someone else took it first?
However, at this moment, there were four people slowly advancing. Their steps were elegant and graceful, completely different from the other people in the martial arts world.
Jiu Mozhi, Duan Yu, Yao Yue, and Lian Xing looked coldly at the people of the pugilistic world who were flocking forward.
They knew very well that this sword search would not be so simple!
As expected, when the first person from the martial world approached the Sword Catacomb, the tens of thousands of swords in the periphery immediately let out a loud cry, accompanied by an extremely powerful vibration.
The person in the pugilistic world couldn't stand the roar and was immediately sent flying by the sound wave, falling out of the group.
"Heh, you can't even withstand the sound of a treasured sword, and you still want to find a sword! How embarrassing!"
The swordsman behind him snorted with disdain. However, when he came into contact with the sword tomb, his entire body trembled.
An unprecedented pressure came head-on. It was like a huge mountain pressing directly on his body.
However, he held on and continued forward under the pressure, vowing to enter the Sword Pavilion to find the sword.
At the same time, the sword-seeking team behind them also rushed up. The entire Sword Tomb shook like never before. All the martial artists who knew martial arts had a splitting headache. They used all their strength to withstand the unbearable pressure.
Moreover, the deeper they went, the stronger the pressure became. In the end, it was almost unbearable!
As the sword-seeking team went deeper, fewer and fewer people were standing. Other than Jiu Mozhi and the others, there were only five people from the martial world left standing.
As for those who were eliminated, they could not stand the pressure and were sent flying by the sword chimes.
Some of them were even seriously injured.
As for Jiu Mozhi, Duan Yu, Yao Yue, and Lian Xing, they were also enduring unprecedented pressure as they silently moved forward in search of the divine weapon that belonged to them.
In the end, only the four of them were left near the Sword Pavilion. The five people from the martial world were crushed by the increasing pressure when they were still a long distance away from the Sword Pavilion.
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