Originally, in Ye Chenfeng's view, this sword covered with thick layer of rust would have completely transformed after it merged into his blood.

but.

What's the result!

After the layer of rust on the hilt of the sword faded, there was no sign of rust on the sword's body. Although the length and width were similar to the Black Black Sword, this rust-covered sword was too light, right? It was almost impossible to feel the weight in the hand.

"Old Hei, why didn't I feel that this sword is special? The rust on the hilt of this sword just now faded away. I thought this sword would reveal its true appearance. Are you sure this sword is a sword? This sword doesn't even weigh at all."

But just as Ye Chenfeng's voice had just fallen.

There was a sudden burst of gravity in Ye Chenfeng's palm. This gravity came from the blue hilt in his hand, and the gravity was constantly intensifying, and soon exceeded the gravity brought to him by the Black Xuan Sword.

The spiritual river in Ye Chenfeng's tendons was running rapidly. The sword covered with rust in his hand was getting heavier and heavier. Ye Chenfeng seemed to feel a huge mountain in his hand.

The Black Xuan Sword is not only extremely heavy, but also has a suppressive force on Ye Chenfeng's spiritual energy. This rust-covered sword is just weight, but its weight is far greater than that of the Black Xuan Sword.

The weight of the broadsword covered with rust was still increasing. The spiritual river in Ye Chenfeng's tendons was moving to the extreme. Blue veins on his forehead swelled, sweat beads kept coming out of his cheeks, and his mouth was gritting his teeth tightly.

Ye Chenfeng held the blue sword hilt with both hands at the same time. His arms trembled slightly. The weight of this rust-covered sword was simply desperate.

"Bang! Bang!" Two sounds.

The ground under Ye Chenfeng's feet burst, and his feet fell directly into the ground. Moreover, his body was still sinking. Ye Chenfeng wanted to immediately lose the rusty sword in his hand, but he was a person who refused to admit defeat. He kept urging the spiritual river in his tendons, which made the tendons and veins in his body feel a little painful.

Ye Chenfeng concentrated all his spiritual energy on his palms, and his palms were tightly holding the blue sword hilt.

After all the two thighs were immersed in the ground, the weight of the rusty sword finally stopped increasing.

Ye Chenfeng's clothes were soaked in sweat. He let out a breath in his throat. He jumped out of the ground with great caution. When his feet touched the ground again, even though he was very careful, his calves still fell into the ground, which shows the weight of the sword.

Although the Black Xuan Sword has both weight and suppresses spiritual energy, the weight and suppression of the Black Xuan Sword are not outrageous.

Ye Chenfeng's hand was covered with rust broad sword. Although it did not suppress the spiritual energy, its weight was ridiculously heavy, which forced Ye Chenfeng to mobilize all the spiritual energy in his body to hold the sword.

This broad sword covered with rust is much more difficult to control than the Black Black Sword.

Ye Chenfeng was holding the rusty sword in his hand. His body could not move freely. He pulled out his two calves that were trapped in the ground. This time he was even more careful. His feet gently stepped on the ground. The spiritual energy in his body was balanced.

This time, I finally left two foot prints on the ground, but it was too hard to maintain this state. The spiritual energy river in Ye Chenfeng's tendons was constantly circulating, and the spiritual energy in his body was quickly consumed.

Ye Chenfeng's feet didn't dare to walk around, and he was afraid that as soon as he walked around, his feet would immediately fall into the ground.

"Boy, now I know I don't feel wrong, right? Just now your blood has merged into the hilt of the sword. This sword has recognized its master. The grade of this sword is at least a low-grade treasure. Now this sword should not really recognize you. When your strength is completely recognized by it, it should reveal its original appearance, and the rust on the sword body will also fade away."

"Didn't you always think that the Black Xuan Armor and the Black Xuan Sword are too light? Now that you have this sword, you should practice with your sword in the future! Don't take this sword down at any time. You should have experienced the benefits that the Black Xuan Sword and the Black Xuan Armor bring to you, right?"

Old Heijiang Yuntian said endlessly.

Ye Chenfeng's arms were already a little numb. He had already adapted to the Black Xuan Sword and the Black Xuan Armor before. He did think about adding some weight to himself, which would be beneficial to his cultivation. However, the rust-covered sword in his hand was too heavy, right?

What made Ye Chenfeng even more angry was that this damn sword had not recognized him yet, which made Ye Chenfeng feel angry.

Ye Chenfeng's unyielding character was completely aroused. He began to hold the rusty sword in his hand with one hand. His face turned a little red. He saw the word "Qingyun" engraved on the hilt of the sword.

So, Ye Chenfeng muttered, "This sword will be called the Qingyun Sword in the future! I don't believe it anymore, I can't control this sword."

Ye Chenfeng held the Qingyun Sword in his right hand, and he began to walk in the secret room. The spiritual river in the tendons and veins was constantly running rapidly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ground burst again and again, and Ye Chenfeng's feet were sinking into the ground again and again.

An hour has passed.

Two hours have passed.

...

Until five hours later.

Ye Chenfeng seemed to have been fished out of the river. However, he was able to walk with the Qingyun Sword in one hand, and his feet would not fall into the ground again. However, during the walk, Ye Chenfeng still had to be very careful.

The spiritual energy in Ye Chenfeng's body had almost been consumed. He stopped to rest for a while, swallowed several spiritual replenishment pills and recovered his spiritual energy, and he walked again with the Qingyun Sword.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the rust on the Qingyun Sword Sword without any sign of fading away. He sighed helplessly in his heart. It seemed that it would not take a long time to get the recognition of this sword.

Ye Chenfeng felt the ultimate weight of the Qingyun Sword. He looked at the rusty sword body, and he looked at the bumpy sword blade without the sword edge at all. He suddenly thought of the second style of the heavy sword Wufeng, Wufeng, and Wufeng.

The first move of the heavy sword Wufeng defeated the world with one sword. Ye Chenfeng had already practiced to the level of great success.

The three styles of heavy sword without a sharp edge are divided into small success and great success.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the bumpy Qingyun Sword blade. Doesn’t this just meet the cultivation requirements of Wufeng and Youfeng?

The method of practicing without a sharp edge immediately emerged in Ye Chenfeng's mind.

A dull sword without a sharp edge, killing the enemy is not happy!

A blunt sword has a sharp edge, breaking thousands of enemies!

Turn the edge of no sword into a sharp sword!

The sword breaks through the sky!

The second method of the heavy sword without a sharp edge is the method of having no edge and having a sharp edge is constantly wandering in Ye Chenfeng's mind.

Ye Chenfeng, who was holding the Qingyun Sword in his hand, seemed to have forgotten the ultimate weight of the Qingyun Sword, and he entered a very mysterious state.

The sharp sword energy was emitted from his body, and he felt like a sharp sword.

Ye Chenfeng inserted the Qingyun Sword into the ground, and two sword lights flashed in his eyes.

Ye Chenfeng's fists quickly blasted towards the wall in front of him.

"Bang! Bang!" Two sounds.

There are only two shallow traces on the walls. The surrounding walls are made of special materials and cannot be destroyed so easily.

After feeling the strength of the wall.

Ye Chenfeng whispered: "The sword edge breaks through the sky! The sword edge breaks through the sky! The sword edge breaks through the sky!"

"Let me see that there is no breeze and it has the power of a breeze!"

The spiritual energy river in Ye Chenfeng's tendons moved to the extreme. He quickly pulled out the Qingyun Sword from the ground. He urged the spiritual energy in his body to the extreme. He was able to swing the Qingyun Sword very reluctantly.

The Qingyun Sword slowly scratched towards the hard wall in front of him.

Ye Chenfeng's body was filled with sword energy.

"There is also a front without a front!"

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The bumpy blade of the Qingyun Sword pit struck the wall in front of him, making a harsh friction sound.

Wait until the Qingyun Sword separates from the wall.

A thin sword mark appeared on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword energy burst out from the sword mark. This sword energy gave people an extremely sharp feeling, as if it could cut the sky with one sword.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!——"

Sword marks on the wall enlarge.

The entire wall burst and collapsed instantly.

You should know that Ye Chenfeng used his fists to bombard him hard just now, but only left a shallow mark on the wall.

Ye Chenfeng had just realized that Wufeng also has a front. When he used Wufeng also has a front in the small city realm, the entire wall of special materials exploded and collapsed instantly?

This shows that without a front also has the power of a front.

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