Rebirth: The Unrivaled World Chapter 243: The Emei Lingdu Giant Rock is no different, and the sword is no different.

The difference is that the font on the boulders.

Fang Xiu has now entered the late stage of the first-class stage, and his eyesight is stronger than before. Mosquitoes and flies a hundred feet away cannot escape his eyes.

Not to mention the font on the huge rock three or four feet away.

The long sword was inserted randomly next to the huge rock, and more than half of the sword body was buried.

The long sword has existed for many years. The exposed sword body is stained with a lot of dust. The sharpness it should have is now restrained. If you don't pay attention, you will almost be mistaken for a fire stick.

Fang Xiu set his eyes on the huge rock, and the small characters of mosquitoes and flies on it were revealed in front of him. He stroked and stroked the dragon and snake, and the lines of the font revealed endless sharpness.

In Fang Xiu's eyes, these fonts seemed to come alive, and each stroke was like a terrifying sword move, which could take human life at any time.

Shiny! Buzz!

The infinite sword light burst out, containing the terrifying sword intent!

not good!

Fang Xiu's heart was beating wildly, and the ice spirit on his waist was unsheathed. A cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword intent suddenly burst out.

boom!

Silent roar and roar!

The sword lights canceled out in two ways, and the sword intent disappeared without a trace at this moment.

After the Ice Soul was sheathed, Fang Xiu looked around again. The huge rock was still a huge rock, and the font was still a font, but he no longer saw the terrifying sword intent appear.

Looking at it, I saw the huge rock that said: I have heard of the great name of the Lord for a long time, but unfortunately I was born at the wrong time and could not fight you. I heard that the sword tomb appeared and came to experience it.

What can you do! What can you do!

The title of the Lord is well-deserved and convinced by the defeated heart. Only when you cannot meet the Lord in person is in person, I feel very regretful.

Now there is a martial arts school under the sword. If people from later generations come here, martial arts will use it themselves, hoping to send it to Emei, and think about it all!

Emei, Lingdu, stay!

"Emei, Lingdu?"

Seeing this, Fang Xiu finally knew who left the words on the huge rock.

He had never heard of the name of the Emei Sect in Jiuzhou, and he did not know what kind of sect it was.

But it can be seen from the handwriting left by Ling Du that even after so many years, the sword intent on this font is still left and remains.

At this time, Fang Xiu finally found a trace of broken clothes under the huge rock.

It was just that he was buried in dust that Fang Xiu almost ignored the past.

With a palm slapped out, the wind blew away the dust, revealing the seriously corroded clothes and a pair of dried bones.

If nothing unexpected happens, Fang Xiu probably is Lingdu, who has left his words.

If a person is dead, then what is said on the huge rock, what is left by martial arts, should not be fake.

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu looked at the long sword inserted beside him.

He grabbed the sword and pulled it out without any effort.

Fang Xiu looked at the long sword that only half was left in his hand and said to himself: "Broken Sword?"

Before, he thought the sword was sank halfway into the ground, but now it seems that it is clearly half broken, and there are not many people who actually penetrated into the ground.

As the sword was grabbed, the dust on the sword body shook off, and a faint clear word appeared on the sword body.

What to clear, I don’t know.

Because only half of the sword remains, there is no way to know where the remaining half has gone.

The sword was pulled out, and Fang Xiu saw a piece of severely corroded fabric in the position where the sword was inserted, which looked exactly the same as the dry bones on the ground.

After taking the fabric into your hands, Fang Xiu spread it out and saw that there were only countless powders floating down, and there was no so-called martial arts at all.

"I don't know how many years this sword tomb has existed. Not only has people turned into dead bones, but these martial arts secrets have evolved into powder after years of erosion!"

Fang Xiu tightened his hand holding the fabric, and the already seriously corroded fabric suddenly turned into ashes.

Since he came in, he has seen things that have existed for many years.

The history of this sword tomb is even longer than he imagined. I am afraid that without hundreds of years, such a change would not be possible.

"What kind of realm is this Lingdu? It should be the lowest that it has broken the limits of heaven and man. Such a person died here for no reason.

Judging from the fact that he could leave his last words, it was obviously not dead at once.

From what he left behind, we can see who Ling Du came here for.

Sword Tomb, it seems that this place is really called Sword Tomb!"

Fang Xiu stood there, looking at the words on the huge rock, his thoughts flipped.

The sword tomb was just a casual word, and he never thought that it was really called the sword tomb.

A strong man who at least broke the limits of heaven and man could only leave a last word to die here, which is not a simple matter in itself.

Fang Xiu didn’t know who the Lord was.

It may be the pioneer of this sword tomb or someone else.

And judging from this, the other party was not here to find any cult inheritance.

For a moment, Fang Xiu was a little messy.

This cult inheritance place is so mysterious that he has never even understood it at all.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu came to his senses and the ice soul on his waist trembled again.

This is the second abnormality of Bingpo since the cult inheritance was launched.

It seems that something is attracting it somewhere in the sword tomb.

"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil!"

As Fang Xiu's palm wind urged, the noise of dust completely buried the dead bones under the huge rock.

The broken sword in his hand was also placed beside the dry bones and buried under the dust together.

After all, he is still a strong man. Since Fang Xiu met him, he would have buried him.

However, Fang Xiu did secretly remember the man's name.

Emei Lingdu!

The existence of this kind of sword intent is definitely not an ordinary strong man. If you have the chance in the future, you might as well inquire about the other party’s origin.

After doing all this, Fang Xiu suppressed Bingpo with one hand and walked in the direction of his traction.

This sword tomb is too mysterious and there is no trace of the cult inheritance.

Instead of touching an elephant by blind people, it is better to try another method.

Fang Xiu wanted to see what it was that it had attracted thousands of soldiers and the restlessness of Bingpo.

Perhaps, this is not necessarily related to the inheritance of the cult.

Somewhere in the sword tomb, Lin Chengyu walked in the sword tomb, occasionally eroding the aura, and was cut off by his thoughts.

Buzz!

A cut off of thought will lead to the riot of sword energy in the sky.

Boom! The sword energy gathered and poured down like a waterfall, and slammed densely at Lin Chengyu below.

Lin Chengyu's face remained unchanged, and she still maintained a walking posture. Her fingers pointed out from afar, and a sword energy broke through the air and blasted into the sword energy waterfall.

Boom!

It was like a drop of water entering the boiling hot oil.
Chapter completed!