Shen Yin Wang Zuo Chapter 130: Divine Sword Returns (Part 1)

In the beginning, after Ye Wushou and the Emperor Yongshen died, all the soldiers in the Temple Alliance wore white scarves and put on filial piety for them. Also Correct because of that battle, the position of the Warrior Temple in the alliance has increased linearly. Unfortunately, for hundreds of years, the Warrior Temple has never seen a genius like Ye Wushou.

This is the first time Long Haochen saw Ye Wushou's statue. His appearance is not as outstanding as his fame. It looks like an ordinary person. The statue is carved into Ye Wushou's horizontal sword on his chest. The forward posture faintly exaggerated.

However, under a brief observation, Long Haochen shook his head gently.

Xu Zhongliang's face changed, "Head of the dragon, you go", ... "

Long Haochen said with emotion: "This statue is a pity. There is no carving of the swordsmanship of the predecessors at night. The statue is just a dead thing."

Actually, this statue of already, which is innocuous at night, is a masterpiece, but it's better that Long Haochen has seen it! At the end of the first floor of the Eternal Tower, the touch of the statue of the dead soul Fa Shen and the doomsday Scourge Electrolux was too big for him to perfectly reproduce the powerful Aura of Fa Shen , and even his expression and thoughts are manifested. come out. Like a real person. In comparison, this night-innocent statue is naturally much worse.

Xu Zhongliang's goodwill just disappeared after listening to Long Haochen's words, and he said in a deep voice, "Head of the Dragon, please don't give your head to the hero statue of our warrior temple. Otherwise, even if you are a demon hunter , I will also challenge you. In order to maintain the dignity of the temple of the soldiers. "

Long Haochen was a little hesitant, then realized that her words were a bit abrupt, "Sorry, I apologize to you. It's me Meng Lang. However, Ye Wuyue's predecessor was the thousand-year sword of the year. It ’s a pity that the sword ’s intention is expressed through the statue. If it can be done, maybe someone really can learn something from it.

Xu Zhongliang took a serious look at Long Haochen, thinking to himself that the young man didn't seem to be false, sighed, and said, "It's too difficult to show Ye Shuai's sword intention through the statue. Even in those days, none of the people who followed Ye Shuai could really emulate Ye Shuai ’s sword, let alone now.

"Night handsome?" Long Haochen asked curiously.

Xu Zhongliang said: "The night handsome was not only the master of our soldiers' temple, but also the commander of the three armed forces of the Southeastern Fortress. Seniors used this to call his elderly."

Long Haochen nodded silently, saying: "Xu Tangzhu, I don't know when I can see the Lord of the Holy Temple?"

Xu Zhongliang froze for a moment and thought to himself, this kid really wants to see the Lord of the Palace! Seems to take himself too seriously.

Long Haochen naturally saw the doubt in his heart and said earnestly: "Xu Tangzhu, I have three things this time at the Warrior Temple. I can ask you for two of them, but the most important one is Things must be met with the Lord of the Palace. "

Xu Zhongliang's brow frowned slightly and he said, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for the Lord Master to be busy."

Long Haochen faced the statue in front, and said lightly, "What if it was about Ye Wuyou's injury?"

"Huh?" Xu Zhongliang was startled. "About night handsome? Chief Long, can you tell me what happened?"

Long Haochen did not pinch, nodded, and said, "The suggestion I made just now, I think I should be able to do it. I can make this statue possess the sword of the night handsome."

Xu Zhongliang took a breath, no matter how he did n’t believe it, he did n’t open his mouth to question Long Haochen because he knew very well that even an emperor-level hunting group head would never open the warrior temple like this. Kidding. If it was really just a joke, this would be too much damage to the Warrior Temple. No one can afford it.

"Head of the dragon, you, you ..." Xu Zhongliang didn't know how to express his current emotions. He certainly hoped that all this was true, but the head of the dragon in front of him was too young.

Long Haochen raised his right hand and said earnestly: "I just brought my teammates from the holy city. I do n’t know if your warrior temple has been informed. About a few months ago, the holy city appeared The Divine Sword awakening used by the seniors in the night? "

Xu Zhongliang obviously felt that his heartbeat was accelerating. Of course, they had heard about it, and the warrior temple sent a deputy chief to investigate the matter himself. However, when Ye Weiyang was found after Ye Shuai, Ye Weiyang said that he would not say anything about who had obtained Ye Shuai's epee, only to say that if that person would, he would contact the soldiers' temple naturally. And Divine Sword already recognizes that person as the main person, because the person is a knight, so it is impossible to return to the warrior temple.

This incident shakes the high-level soldiers in the temple, but Ye Weiyang is a descendant of Ye Shuai, but they can't force it anyway. Can only secretly look for this knight who has inherited the Aria of Light Goddess of Night Innocence Divine Sword. Even ask the Knights Temple to cooperate.

It's just that a few months have passed, but the one who has never appeared.

At this moment, listening to Long Haochen's mention of this incident, Xu Zhongliang's shock can be imagined. Even more shocking is still behind him.

Xu Zhongliang saw Long Haochen's right hand, a right hand that was completely golden, and the soft golden light rose quietly. Then, a sudden sword bloomed suddenly.

The golden giant sword has already held his head high, and the spirit beads at the tip of the sword exudes a bright golden light. The sword is not only emitted from above the Divine Sword, but also spreads out from Long Haochen. The impact is really too great. Just standing there, what Long Haochen brought to him was an unrivaled combination of swords.

You know, as the deputy chief of Kuangzhangtang, Xu Zhongliang's own spiritual power cultivation is more than 90,000, the eighth-level peak strong. But at this moment, facing Long Haochen, he had a very small feeling.

It's not just him. Everyone passing by in the Hall of the Warrior Temple has stopped because of the sudden golden light. Of course they will not have any hostility, it is a bright attribute, and it cannot be an enemy. The towering swordsmanship stunned everyone.

At this moment, they even had an illusion. It seems that the figure in bloom is the true night handsome statue, but the tall one on the other side is just a dead thing.

The contrast is too strong. The impertinent sword seems to pierce the dome of the warrior temple, and the figure with the sword in one is so tall.

For nearly a year, Long Haochen's harvest can be imagined. The nature he inherited is not just the Divine Sword itself, but also its sword. At the same time, he blended this sword meaning with the realization that he had repelled Abao's sword when he was awakened by the gods. Formed his own unique sword.

Undoubtedly, this is the help brought by the powerful talents of God ’s dependents. To be precise, the sword intention displayed by Long Haochen at this time is different from that of the night without injury, and it is far from the night. Innocence is completely inferior to the sword's comprehension. However, the aria of the goddess of light is in his hand, and there is more sword-like assistance. How can he not shake the entire warrior temple?

Xu Zhongliang was the first to perform the highest warrior etiquette towards the goddess of light, and then all the soldiers present respectfully saluted.

Jinguang converges, the goddess of light aria disappears in Long Haochen's hand, and the strong horizontal sword meaning also disappears. Watching Long Haochen's scorching gaze, Xu Zhongliang nodded forcefully, "Head of the dragon, please wait a moment, I will report to the master of the palace immediately." After finishing, he turned and walked away.

Long Haochen is still standing still, staring silently at the statue in front. Although the statue does not have the bright Sword God Night Innocence Sword existence, but his terrible Aura that stretches across the frontier touches the dragon deeply. Hao Chen's heart. Vaguely, he had a different understanding of his sword.

The trip to the Warrior Temple was obviously not due to the military chief of Xingxun City. It was just a trivial incident. The more important part of his trip was to return the sword of night without injury to the warrior temple. This is why he insists on meeting the Lord of the Warrior Temple.

Time is not long. From the staircase on the side of the hall, more than ten mermaids run down. The old man in the golden robe is walking in front. The old man was already full of silver hair, but between the dragons and the tigers, there was a strong pressure like a mountain rolling.

Xu Zhongliang and some other Aura tyrannical warriors' high-level temples followed behind the old man and came straight to Long Haochen.

The old man in Jinpao's face was full of excitement, striding to Long Haochen's side, but Long Haochen didn't seem to see him, still staring staringly at the thousand-year sword statue.

Xu Zhongliang was about to speak, but was stopped by the golden old man's hand. The old man's eyes flashed a gleam, and he turned around to signal everyone's snoring. Don't disturb Long Haochen himself. , Looking at this handsome young man.

After nearly half an hour, Long Haochen suddenly burst into light, stepping forward with his left foot, and his right hand waved forward like lightning. Vaguely, a faint golden light flashed away.

A cheering long appeal spit out of his mouth, and the next moment, the whole hall suddenly remembered a sharp howl. Li Xiaosheng disappeared instantly, but the high-level soldiers standing on the side of the temple were all shocked. They all clearly felt the horror when Long Haochen split his right hand. There is no spiritual fluctuation, just pure swordsmanship. Who is this young man?

"You are Long Haochen?" The old man in the golden robe finally spoke, his voice trembling a little.

Long Haochen was frightened, and found that the already was full of people around him, and he turned around quickly, just looking at the emotional gaze of the old man in the gold robe.

The outbreak of already starts, asking for a monthly pass, this is the second change. (To be continued)