The sword is three feet long and two fingers wide. It's cold in the cold light. The evil spirit is still there.

If you just look at these, there is no doubt that this is a normal sword.

But the problem is that the body and hilt of this sword are really weird.

At the hilt of the sword, there is a head with beard, round head, chubby, red and ruddy, full of energy.

The body of the sword is bent down like a fat man with his belly up. There are five characters of "the best sword in the world" engraved on it.

Lu Fan's face didn't know what to say. He has never seen such a funny sword.

He almost laughed, but in the end he held back.

Round head shouted: "who disturbed my sleep, who disturbed my practice, stupid human, this is not where you come, you will pay the price of life for this. I, the world's first holy sword, will uphold the meaning of heaven and earth, peel..... What are you peeling? "

the round head seems to be unable to remember half of it. It jumps around and depicts on the ground. It seems to be writing.

Lu Fan coughed softly and said, "deprivation, do you mean deprivation?"

The round head immediately nodded: "that's right. It's deprivation. I will take your life. "

Lu Fan clapped softly. It's hard for a sword to say such an opening speech.

"Old nine is in without the front heavy sword, laugh a way:" this is an idiot. Great master, he must be a sword soul with a brain problem. Ha ha, look at its appearance. It must be that the soul of the sword is separated from half, but it is forced to be bound in the hilt. It looks like a man or a ghost. It's killing me. "

Lu Fan rolled his eyes. Just like Lao Jiu, he has the heart to laugh at others.

It was almost taken away, and now it's lifeless.

Lu Fanxiao looked at the sword in front of him and said, "before I die, can I ask you your name, or say that you are the first holy sword in the world."

the round head said loudly: "I am the sword in the hand of Shenxiao martial saint, Shenxiao holy sword, fighting all over the world, killing the light devil. Be afraid, stupid boy. Don't kneel down and beg for mercy. "

Lu Fan scratched his chin and frowned: "Shenxiao wusheng's blade. I remember that Shenxiao wusheng didn't use his fist. I didn't hear that he could use his sword."

as soon as Lu Fan said this, his round head didn't say anything. Outside, the faces of the elders watching outside Zixiao mountain changed a little.

The Third Elder shook his head and said, "it's over. Lu fan is going to enrage the sword spirit completely. "

The two elders said with a smile, "what's the truth. Lu fan is going to be beaten. "

Other elders either smile or shake their heads.

In the sword tomb, sure enough, Lu Fan's voice falls behind. Round head originally ruddy face, immediately became a dark one.

"All kinds of weapons of Shenxiao martial saint are versatile. Can you know that. You dare to question me, insult me and despise me. Take your life. "

Finish saying, the round head unexpectedly really to Lu Fan direct hand.

When the sword light is displayed, the whole sword tomb changes color.

The round head disappears and the body of the sword straightens. Just for a moment, the funny "the best sword in the world" in front of us becomes a giant sword with unrivalled domineering power and expanding constantly.

It seems that there are countless Tao forces converging on its sword. The huge sword suddenly fell down. Lu Fan only had time to raise his heavy sword without front, and the horizontal sword was blocked.

Boom.

With a bang, the ground under Lu Fan's feet turned into a huge pit.

The earth waves rolled and countless sword spirits hidden in the ground, with shrill cries, turned into flying ash under the irresistible force.

Lu Fan clenched his teeth and his body was shaking violently.

It's a terrible power. It's not the power of Tao or the energy of vigorous sword. It's all about the suppression of power.

In other words, the weight of the sword is amazing. I'm afraid it's heavier than the sum of several peaks.

Lu Fan suddenly burst out and drank. His muscles were twisted. Suddenly, the same strong force broke out.

In the face of such strength, I'm sure that the body can't bear it. We can only use vigorous force or Tao force to strengthen.

However, Lu fan can feel that there must be a special array or Rune on the giant sword to break the strength of gang and Tao. If you use these, the effect will not be very good. Even a little careless, will fall into the wind, and then be completely suppressed.

The best choice, of course, is power to power.

Lu Fan broke the ground again with his feet. He swung the sword away.

In the middle of the air, the huge sword flew a hundred feet away, and then it stopped. The round head face reappeared at the hilt.

With a burst of exclamation: "the kid of shenhuang, you are such a kid of God power. OK, I'll take your blood essence. "

The huge sword turns into a mirage. At the next moment, countless huge swords appear in all directions.

There are no illusions, only entities, countless swords, and still strength.

This is definitely the power of the road. A sword, with its own power of the road, is really powerful.

Lu Fan shouted, "I'm sorry, I'm not the one with shenhuang, and I'm not the God of heaven."

The hand pinches the way to decide, Lu Fan suddenly presses in the mid air.

Suddenly, the power of all over the sky suddenly turned into a five element herd, appearing in the mid air.

With a stamp of his foot, Lu Fan's figure disappeared. With a roar, the herd rushed to the sky.

Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.

The sound of continuous explosion is loud through the sky.

Then, a black-and-white force appeared. Lu Fan found the key body in the sky.

"A sword of heaven and earth."

The sword fell down and hit it hard on the giant sword.

There was a flash of light on the face of the huge sword, which unexpectedly discharged Lu Fan's Qi strength to one side with a strange force. Immediately, thousands of lights on the sword, like needles, hit Lu Fan.

Lu Fan's palms waved, and Kowloon gathered to block all the light.

After shaking his hands, Lu Fan threw the sword out directly. Like a sharp arrow breaking through the light curtain, with a clang, it shakes the huge sword open again, and leaves a white mark on the huge sword.

"Ah. Ah. "Ah."

The round face seemed to be stimulated by Lu Fan's inexhaustible means and made a series of Shouts.

Lu fan reaches for a move, and the sword flies back again.

Staring at the round face, he said: "now I am sure that you are not the sword of Shenxiao wusheng."

"Fart."

Round face big drink, gather strength again.

Lu Fan suddenly reached out for a press, and the Tao died out.

The breeze passed, and everything suddenly stopped.

The power that the round face is gathering disappears.

Lu Fan's eyes glistened with a strange light and said, "you are not a weapon at all, but a weapon. I'm right, the first sword in the world."