When the artifact Qingyun Sword, which emitted a blue-purple light, penetrated the void and was held in one hand by Yun Zheng, his aura suddenly surged, as if he had changed to another person.

The previous miserable appearance of being injured one after another no longer existed in a blink of an eye, and Yun Zheng's qi and blood state returned to its peak state again, even better than before.

Seeing this, Wang Le couldn't help but make a light sound, and an unexpected look flashed deep in his eyes. His eyes looked at the Qingyun Sword in Yun Zheng's hand with a hint of curiosity.

This is the first time Wang Le has encountered such a situation, and has never encountered it before.

In the past, I fought with the peak martial arts powerhouse twice. Although someone has used a magic weapon, no one can fully exert the power of the magic weapon.

Not to mention that the artifact can in turn help the user recover from his injuries and become stronger.

Then Wang Le looked at Yun Zheng and asked, "Did you make this magical artifact by yourself?"

Yun Zheng snorted coldly, then shook his head and denied: "The magical artifact is not so easy to refine, let alone today when the environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically. Otherwise, the Qinggong Di Hao, who lived in seclusion in the depths of the forbidden area, would have been born long ago."

After pausing, Yun Zheng continued with pride on his face: "This Qingyun Sword is my Guiyun Peak Town Peak Artifact. It has been passed down for thousands of years. With it in hand, I can borrow the power hidden in the artifact by the peak masters of all generations!"

"Oh?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows and looked at the Qingyun Sword in Yun Zheng's hand. He couldn't help but look interested and said: "I didn't expect that there is such a magic weapon in this world. It can actually store the power of the peak martial arts masters of all generations and not dissipate. If you guessed it wrongly, it has a lot to do with the divine patterns engraved on the artifact."

Yun Zheng was stunned, and an unexpected look flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect that Wang Le could guess the mystery so quickly.

At this moment, although Yun Zheng did not respond, Wang Le knew that he had guessed it when he saw the expression on the other party's face.

This made Wang Le sincerely sigh: "Guixu Temple is worthy of being one of the longest hidden Taoist dynasties in the martial arts world. Guiyun Peak is just a lineage in Guanzhong. It has such a magical weapon. Its profound foundation is beyond the reach of the world!"

Speaking of this, Wang Le suddenly changed his mind and looked at Yun Zheng with a cold look, saying, "But no matter how powerful this Qingyun Sword is, even if it contains the power of the peak martial arts powerhouses of Guiyun Peak, it will not be able to save you Yun Zheng today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Zheng snorted with disdain, and then sneered: "The next battle is not as simple as you and me fighting, but you have to face the siege of the peak master who has achieved the peak of martial arts in Guiyun Peak for all dynasties!"
Chapter completed!