Liu Ming found that apart from the Broken Sword Mountain in front of him, there was nothing else in the entire space. All around were air walls composed of white light curtains. Above the air walls, white runes were faintly flickering. The sword qi was absorbed into the rune from time to time.
“Eh?” Liu Ming’s expression suddenly changed. He took a deep breath, channeled his pure spiritual power and tapped the sword pouch lightly to forcibly suppress the true spirit flying sword, then he stomped and flew up.
After a while, he came to the platform above the peak.
Not far away, there was a quaint stone tablet that looked old.
Next to the stone tablet was a long golden sword that was inserted upside down into the rock. Only a foot of the sword could be seen. About 7 inches on the blade near the hilt, there were 2 thumb-sized holes. The hilt was broken more than half.
But this sword didn’t seem to be too old. The dragon pattern on the hilt was still clearly visible, and it also vaguely exuded an unyielding sword intent.
Different from the dense distribution of broken swords near the mountainside and foot, there weren’t any swords hundreds of meters around this sword. Above this sword, there were only a hundred swords. Each of the swords had a sword tablet, clearly showing that each of these swords had its own story.
These stories that were buried with the swords would eventually be forgotten by everyone. In the end, only an ordinary stone tablet and the shimmering sword were left.
But these faint flashes condensed into intact sword qi phantasms, still reminding everyone who entered this place that the glory of these broken swords seemed to have happened yesterday.
Only then did Liu Ming carefully look at the words on the stone tablet in front of him, and he was slightly startled.
He had previously noticed that the golden sword intent was familiar from a distance. Now he understood it when he saw “Lieyang”. The sword was actually the golden flying sword used by Jin Lieyang’s phantasm in the Green Sky Illusory Palace.
Liu Ming had fought against Jin Lieyang many times in the illusion, so he could recognize it at a glance.
At this moment, the golden sword in front seemed to sense where Liu Ming was as it emitted waves of sword intent at him. A golden light came out from the sword pouch on his waist.
Liu Ming reacted very quickly. He grabbed the Void Sword in his hand and flew down the mountain.
When he returned to the foot of the mountain again, the Void Sword in his hand finally calmed down.
This time, Liu Ming finally understood it. Although there were less swords from the bottom to the top, the intensity of sword qi was getting stronger instead.
Just now, he didn’t even use the sword fighting pill, and the Lieyang Sword was eager to fly out. If he really starts from the top of the mountain, the danger was conceivable.
Thinking of this, he decided to start fighting with ordinary flying swords on the bottom, then he would slowly go up.
He calmed down for a while, then he took out the flawless grade sword fighting pill wrapped in tri-color flames from the Sumeru Ring.
He threw it up and made a gesture. The small golden sword in his hand was launched out.
As he changed gestures, the golden sword qi also formed a golden light ball that hit the tri-color flames.
A muffled sound!
The tri-color flames merged with the golden sword qi and burst open, revealing a silver round bead that spun in midair.
Suddenly, clusters of flames of different colors emerged in the air, and a faint scent spread out.
At the same time, all kinds of flying swords at the bottom of Broken Sword Mountain buzzed in unison, and the entire mountain began to tremble slightly.
At the bottom of the mountain, on the mountain wall closest to Liu Ming, a gray sword with a fist-sized broken part suddenly burst into gray light and blasted toward the silver round bead.
Seeing this, Liu Ming snorted softly and made a gesture. After the golden sword spun in the void, it disappeared in a blur.
After a flash, a 3 meters golden light reappeared and brushed past the gray light.
A tearing sound came!
The gray light whined and slowly faded, returning to the dim broken sword that inserted into the ground.
On the nearby mountain wall, gray mist emerged one after another and quickly wrapped the short sword.
“It seems that this Broken Sword Mountain has the ability to nourish these broken swords.” Seeing this, Liu Ming whispered softly.
From the small gray sword blasted out and inserted back into the mountain, it was only a matter of a few seconds.
At this time, a burst of whistling sound came. More and more broken swords rose and turned into sword light of different colors that launched at the small golden sword.
Liu Ming hurriedly jumped, grabbed the sword fighting pill in his hand, and kept it back into the Sumeru Ring.
Although he had simulated how to use the sword fighting pill many times in illusion before, he still underestimated the provocation to these swords by this pill.
At the same time, in a cave house in Tianjian Peak, a handsome young man in a brocade robe wearing a jade crown was sitting cross-legged, looking at a white light curtain in front.
“Haiz, these old guys are getting more and more ridiculous! He is a junior in the Pseudo Pellet State. Although his flying sword has been smelted with star river sand and is much sharper than ordinary flying sword, it is still a little rushed to forge Sword Maru. Tsk tsk… they even give him a pellet grade sword fighting pill. If he loses control of it, his life will be in danger. However, this person is not a disciple of my Tianjian Peak, so he is on his own.”
After the young man in a green robe muttered a few words to himself, he launched a green light at the white light curtain.
After a faint ripple appeared on the surface of the light curtain, it dissipated into white light spots.
At this moment, Liu Ming, who was in the Broken Sword Mountain’s Sword Burial Tomb, was sitting cross-legged. His forehead was sweating profusely.
As he kept forming sword gestures, a golden light was shuttling in the encirclement of a dozen lights. The sound of swords striking each other came from time to time.
Because the sword fighting pill of the flawless grade was too powerful, in just a short time, it had already attracted hundreds of flying swords to fly toward him. They fought with the Void Sword in the air.
There were also a few flying swords that were fighting against each other in the air for some unknown reason, which made Liu Ming secretly relieved.
Although most of these flying swords were the lowest tier and the weakest in the entire mountain, fighting hundreds of them at the same time was overwhelming.
At this time, the golden light on the surface of the Void Sword was obviously a bit dimmer than before. Even with the support of star river sand, there were still many tiny cracks on it.
Liu Ming’s own mental power was also depleted with the constant acceleration of the flying sword. Even with the help of mind imitation insects and his mental power, he still couldn’t bear it.
Even so, if it were any other sword cultivator of the Real Pellet State early stage, he would have died along with his sword.
At the same time, there were still flying swords flying from the mountain peaks toward him.
After Liu Ming sighed helplessly, he waved in the air; the golden sword forced back 2 flying swords and flew back into the sword pouch.
Then, while stroking the sword pouch with 1 hand, he channeled the Che Huan totem to conceal his aura. After that, he went behind a giant green boulder.
As he expected, the 80 flying swords fought each other after losing their main target.
After a while, those flying swords finally used up their last sword qi and stopped fighting, and they fell back onto the Broken Sword Mountain one by one. A few flying swords with completely damaged spirituality just dropped to the ground randomly.
Then Liu Ming closed his eyes and checked the condition of the Void Sword with Divine Thought.
At this time, the condition of the Void Sword was obviously not very optimistic. Apart from the small cracks, there were countless scratches on the sword body. Although they were not major damages, the sword had to be nourished for at least 10 days before recovering to normal.
But Liu Ming was not in a hurry!
This mistake was caused by his inability to control the sword fighting pill. He could just take this time to simulate the use of the sword fighting pill in the illusion.
Right now, the swords were mostly low tier. If he entered the middle and upper level of the mountain to hone the Void Sword, he would really get himself killed if he used the sword fighting pill mistakenly.
After thinking this way, he filled the sword pouch with some spiritual medicine, then he sat cross-legged on the spot to restore his mental power and spiritual power.
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