Leng Fei said: "I want to try it!...but what you guys say..."

These swords should have been one person and one sword each, but at this time they were occupied by themselves.

Of course, he could understand their thoughts, and he must be extremely unhappy. After all, such a spiritual sword is a rare treasure in the world. How could it be comfortable if it was stolen?

"I'll give it to you, and you can accept it all, it's better!"

"Yes, for you."

...

Everyone was talking to him, as if they were eager to do so, without any reluctance or dissatisfaction.

Leng Fei looked at them in confusion.

Then he suddenly laughed: "Dear brothers, don't worry, they won't rebel."

"Forget it, don't take this risk!" A middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Our spiritual power is far inferior to you, and may not be able to suppress them. They are all rebellious!"

They could feel the long swords being ready to move, like a tiger that was riding away, and they were about to rush over to swallow themselves at any time.

They just couldn't beat these swords, and it was really uncomfortable to be threatened at all times.

Leng Fei went through so much trouble to capture the distance from the void. After so much effort, they could not let it go.

Now that they finally had the opportunity to get rid of these swords, they breathed a sigh of relief and put down the burden of ten thousand pounds. Not only did they not feel unhappy as Leng Fei thought, but they were very happy.

"Really give it to me?" Leng Fei smiled.

"I'll give it to you, you must stay!"

"Yes, yes, yes, for you!"

"It was originally what you were attracted to by junior brother, so it will naturally belong to you."

"You can only tame these swords. We are powerless to do anything. If you can do more, you will be sorry for your junior brother!"

...

Everyone agreed quickly, fearing that Leng Fei would change his mind.

Leng Fei looked at everyone in confusion.

Meng Shentong laughed and said, "Junior brother, your proposal is just right for everyone, and they don't want this sword."

He also felt that this sword had become a heart-wrenching problem and his ancestors, and he might not be able to control it. Instead, he had to worry about whether he would rebel.

It’s better to just give Leng Fei.

Moreover, they also felt that without these swords, the power of the God-Slaying Sword Formation was not bad, and it was enough to protect themselves.

Leng Fei shook his head helplessly: "Senior Brother Meng, with these swords, the real God-killing Sword Formation!"

"We have no blessings to save you, so you'll come." Meng Shentong waved his hand and said.

Leng Fei sighed, "That's all, I'll try it."

He also felt relieved and closed his eyes.

"Buzz..." A tremor trembled, the sky and the earth seemed to shake, and the hall was shaking, like an earthquake.

The thirty-six swords floating above everyone's heads seemed to wake up again, each emitting different lights.

Some are dim, some are bright, some are invisible, some are still, and some are trembling, with different shapes and appearances.

"What's going on?" Meng Shentong frowned and looked at the top of the hall.

The Temple of the Shrine was cast in bronze. Of course, it has existed for tens of thousands of years and cannot be shaken.

"Buzz..." The hall was still shaking gently.

"Senior brothers, you guys go out first." Leng Fei opened his eyes and said helplessly: "The movement may be a bit big."

"Junior Brother Leng, can you handle it?" Meng Shentong said hurriedly.

Leng Fei smiled and nodded: "I'll try it."

"Okay, let's quit first. If you have any questions, just say it on the spirit stone. We won't stand back." Meng Shen Channel.

Leng Fei nodded.

Everyone floated out of the Temple of Killing.

Standing outside the hall, their feet suddenly became steady, no longer had the previous swaying feeling. When they recalled the previous situation, they felt as if they were standing on a giant beast, shaking with the giant beast's breathing.

Their faces changed slightly.

"Buzz..." The Temple of the Shrine in the distance shook, as if it was about to break free from the constraints of the ground.

"It's not right." A young man said in a young voice: "Senior Brother Meng, this hall is not an ordinary hall."

The Temple of Zhu Shen was cast in bronze and was extremely heavy. It did not sway around, but only the Temple of Zhu Shen was swaying. What kind of power does it require?

"Well, it's really not right. Everyone should keep a close eye on it and don't be distracted. If Junior Brother Leng is in danger, we have to stop it."

"Yes." Everyone nodded slowly.

They have already stood in the direction of the God-Slaying Sword Formation. Once they really want to take action, they will use the God-Slaying Sword Formation.

"Buzz..." The Temple of the Shrine continued to tremble.

Finally it slowly floated up.

"Crash..." The soil was falling, stones fell, and the surrounding foundation was destroyed in a mess.

The Temple of the Sword slowly floated into the air like a bronze bell, hanging in the air, but Leng Fei was still sitting in the same place, with thirty-six swords slowly hovering, like thirty-six flying birds.

Everyone was stunned.

They all know how powerful the weight of the Temple of Killing is to lift the Temple of Killing.

Is this the power of the God-killing Sword Formation?

"Swish!" Thirty-six swords suddenly spread out and flew lightly over the temple of the Shrine floating above his head.

They returned to Leng Fei's head and circled slowly, turning like stars.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The Temple of the God of Sect disintegrated and turned into pieces of copper ingots and fell to the surroundings.

Meng Shentong and the others retreated one after another to avoid being hit, their eyes wide open and they were incredible.

The Temple of Killing the Gods was gone, and there was no Temple of Killing the Gods from then on!

Thirty-six swords flew up again, and then formed a sword light in the air, flying back to Leng Fei's head again, as if a bird had practiced flying once and returned to the nest.

"Woo..." The wind was howling.

Meng Shentong and the others tried their best to avoid being blown away by the strong wind.

If it were in the past, this was a joke. How could their martial arts be blown by the strong wind? Even the wind cannot get close to it.

But this violent wind was extremely strange and could break through the body-protecting energy and blow directly into his body.

What's even more evil is that the power of this wind is strong, and I am like a leaf in this wind.

They tried their best to stabilize their bodies, but they had no power to resist. They were like a small boat in the raging waves, watching themselves blown up.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" They slapped into the air and changed their direction by shaking.

"Junior Brother Leng!" Meng Shentong shouted loudly.

"Buzz!" The strong wind came to an abrupt end.

Leng Fei opened his eyes and saw the people floating in the air, and quickly smiled apologetically.

Everyone slowly fell down and looked at Leng Fei helplessly.

They couldn't determine whether Leng Fei was deliberately teasing them and making them foolish.

Meng Shentong exclaimed: "It seems that Junior Brother Leng, your idea is true. A person can really drive the God-killing Sword Formation!"

Leng Fei nodded, his face pale, and said with a wry smile: "But it's too exhausting!"

He didn't expect that the God-killing Sword Formation was so exhausting. He really couldn't imagine anyone else in the world except himself who could urge him to move.

If it weren't for Lei Yin's huge spiritual power, he would not be able to drive it with one sword, and he would even die, which would be too dangerous!

These thirty-six swords seemed to have thirty-six bottomless pits, instantly draining their spiritual power.

Thanks to the thunder seal, it shone colorful light, and once again helped the spiritual power, and continuously extracted the power between heaven and earth into spiritual power!

This time I almost died!

Tease them to relieve their palpitations.
Chapter completed!