C95 (1/2)

Just as Wen Bufan's gaze stopped on a sword, she immediately felt a strong wave of sword intent attacking him head-on. At this time, it was still more than a hundred meters away from the sword. As it moved forward, the sword intent became denser and denser, as if it was trying to attract Wen Bufan's attention.

However, what was strange was that when Wen Bufan was about four to five meters away from the sword, the strand of sword intent actually disappeared without a trace. In that moment, with another glance, the sword looked no different from the first layer of the sword.

It even made Wen Bufan wonder if the sword intent she felt just now was something else?

How strange. I felt a wave of sword qi just now, how could it disappear in an instant?” He took another glance, and with a third glance, he saw that the sword was lying there. It was no different from a normal weapon. Retreating a few more steps, he lost all of his sword intent. Retreating a few more steps, he lost all of his sword intent.

Carefully looking at the sword, the sword's body was a silver white, with a series of auspicious cloud patterns engraved on it, it was constructed in an ordinary way, the sword hilt had two auspicious clouds that resonated with each other, with one glance, the entire sword's auspicious cloud picture released an unfathomable deep feeling.

Moreover, it was not even as exquisite and pure as the hundreds of swords on the second floor. This sword was like a crude product that had been casually crafted by a craftsman, unpolished.

Wen Bufan shook her head, and turned to leave the sword. En, to look at the other treasures.

Wen Bufan then went through the other weapons one by one. They were all not bad, but it was a pity, she could only choose three.

Inadvertently, Wen Bufan took another glance at the sword, but the sword intent had risen again, and was getting thicker and thicker!

Strange, that sword intent seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally hiding from him, but the further he went, the more he could feel that soaring sword intent. Once again, Wen Bufan rushed over without stopping, and the sword intent immediately disappeared, just like a normal sword.

Yi, it was simply inconceivable. Could it be that this sword had developed a spiritual nature and was looking down on him? Or did he despise his own skill? Wen Bufan thought, but since it was placed here, then there must be something special about this treasure!

Maybe it was because of its mysteriousness that it had attracted Wen Bufan's attention. This time, Wen Bufan picked up the sword, and upon closer inspection, it was written on the handle of the sword: Xiangyun Sword, beside it is the sword manual regarding the Xiangyun Sword.

Wen Bufan could not let go of the name Xiangyun Sword.

Grabbing the Xiangyun Sword, she wanted to brandish it, but it seemed that the sword looked very ordinary. Holding it in her hand, she wanted to wave it, but it became heavier and heavier, as though it weighed thousands of kilograms. Wen Bufan couldn't even hold it because she wanted to give it up, but she still felt unwilling.

Strange, it was clearly the same weight as an ordinary sword when he picked it up. How could it be as heavy as a mountain when he wanted to wave it?

”Hey, Xiangyun Sword, are you purposely making things difficult for me?” Wen Bufan frowned and said. Let me tell you, you won't be wronged in the slightest! ”Trust me!”

Suddenly, a small person about six inches long sprang out from the sword. He stood on the sword and curled his lips. ”I really don't have any interest in you as my master. You're just a woman.”

”Yo, little brat. One, please don't overestimate your son. Two, don't even look at him through the crack of the door!” Look at me, not only is she extremely intelligent, she is also well-versed in both martial arts and literature. My learning ability is naturally of the first rank, and following me, you will become more and more dazzling, and I believe that you can accompany me in growing up. It is said that a Sword Spirit that has grown up can grow up to be the same size as an ordinary person, and can even separate itself from a Spirit Artifact and survive! ” Wen Bufan laughed and said, at the same time she scolded in her heart: Little brat, are you simply looking down on me with your dog eyes!

”Don't lie to me, your strength is too small, you can't control me at all! Of course I can't willingly serve you! ” The little sword spirit proudly said with her head held high.

Wen Bufan was so angry that she almost vomited blood: ”Hmph, I can't control you. Fine, just wait, I'll conquer you immediately!”

The power of the curse, the control of the Xiangyun Sword, Wen Bufan muttered an incantation. The mysterious power of the curse started to envelop her entire body, and she became taller and taller, easily picking up the Xiangyun Sword, and then gently dancing. The Sword Qi immediately filled the entire treasury.

In front of Giant Wen Bufan, the tiny sword spirit was as insignificant as an ant.