Lin Xiangming stood up and walked out of Tongtian Lake. It was a small movement of space, and she came directly to the back hill of Qisha Palace...

Lin Yan's consciousness followed, and the same moment appeared next to Lin Xiangming.

"Roar!!" Lin Xiangming roared, her pupils were covered with blood red, her three thousand love threads were flying and stirring, each one was enough to penetrate the monk to the sky, and her whole body was filled with murderous intent.

Amidst the roar, the Seven Killing Sword appeared in Lin Xiangming's hand. This ghost-headed sword exuded a dark light and was eerie and terrifying. Lin Xiangming held it and slashed hard at the sky.

Just after breaking through the hole, Lin Xiangming had countless powers boiling in her body. She needed to vent and explode.

One knife!

The murderous intent is so high that the ghosts and gods are frightened!

Lin Yan's pupils shrank, and there was a trace of shock on his face, because the strength of this sword was actually comparable to the peak of Dongxu.

"As expected of her destiny of Seven Kills, she was born to be a divine talent of our Seven Kills Palace. Tongtian Lake is indeed a great blessing for her!" Tie Baichuan appeared beside Lin Xiangming and said softly.

Lin Xiangming swung out her sword, and a murderous sword light shot up into the sky. This was real murderous intent, pure to the extreme. The entire space was slashed at both ends, and continued into the depths of the white clouds.

The Ghost Head Sword could not withstand such overbearing power, and it broke inch by inch in Lin Xiangming's hand, turning into a puddle of rotten iron. This sword had been with Lin Xiangming for a long time, and it was not a magic weapon at all!

"Alas!" Lin Xiangming sighed. This knife had been with her for many years, but it turned into dust like this.

"Don't be sad. We have many magic weapons in the Seven Kills Palace. I will pick one for you later." As the third hall master of the Seven Kills Palace, he is also half the person in charge, so Lin Yan has no regard for the Seven Kills Palace.

Will be polite and polite.

"Yes, I will go to the Tibetan Armament Pavilion later to pick out the best magic weapon for you!" Tie Baichuan also nodded and said with a smile. He would not be stingy with his third brother's sister.

Just when Qin Changkong was about to speak, a long chant came from not far away.

"What a sound, it feels so sharp and sharp!" Qin Changkong, who originally wanted to comfort Lin Xiangming, changed his words and said with some surprise.

"In the direction of Tongtian Lake, this is the edge of the birth of a magical weapon. How could a divine weapon be born in Tongtian Lake?" Tie Baichuan looked at Tongtian Lake with strange eyes.

Brother and sister Lin Yan were no exception. They all stared at Tongtian Lake.

A bolt of electric light shot out, piercing the long sword, revealing its sharp edge. From a distance, the hair on people's hair stood up. A strange "cold" appeared in their hearts.

"My Blood Demon Sword is trembling! How is it possible? Is this an imperial weapon?" Qin Changkong exclaimed. His Blood Demon Sword is a royal weapon and has been passed down from generation to generation by the masters of the Seven Kills Palace.

Precious.

A royal weapon may require a third-rate sect to spend all their money in exchange for it.

"It should be an imperial weapon. My Soul Eater is also trembling!" Tie Baichuan looked solemn.

Lin Yan frowned. There was no response to his silent killing, and there was no response at all in the God Burying Space. This may be because of the blockade of the God Burying Space. It may also be the reason for the Silent Killing itself.

It has been a long time since he got the sword of Mo Lu, and Lin Yan has enough understanding. Mo Lu should have been an imperial weapon at one time, but his soul was destroyed!

Silence is an imperial weapon, but the spirituality within it has been wiped out.

The electro-optical laser was actually directed in the direction of the four of them.

"Clang!" A faint light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and finally fell in front of Lin Xiangming's feet and penetrated into the ground.

This is a long knife, and the half of the blade exposed on the ground reveals a cold light, which is cold to the bone.

"This is the Seven Kills. How is it possible? This is the Seven Kills Sword of our ancestors!" Tie Baichuan looked shocked and blurted out uncontrollably.

What!

The ancestor’s Seven Killing Sword!

Lin Yan and Qin Changkong had shock on their faces at the same time. Of course they knew who their ancestor was, even though they had never seen him before. But he was a legendary figure.

The ancestor Qishaozhenren also has the fate of Qisha. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the Qisha star and has a unique fortune.

"Brother, is this really our ancestor's Seven Killing Sword?" Qin Changkong asked in disbelief.

"How could the Seven Killing Sword appear out of thin air? Didn't he disappear with his ancestors?"

Tie Baichuan stared at the Seven Killing Sword in front of Lin Xiangming's feet with a complicated expression. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Lin Xiangming in surprise.

"You and I can figure out how our ancestors behaved. Whether our ancestors left the Xuanhuang Continent or died thirty thousand years ago is still a mystery."

"I can't mistake the Seven Kills Sword. This is the sword worn in the portrait of the ancestor. Based on the current situation, it is obviously the ancestor who left the Seven Kills Sword in Tongtian Lake and gave it to the destined people in future generations.

And Xiangming is the destined person!"

Tie Baichuan's words made Lin Yan and Qin Changkong nod. It's not surprising that the ancestors left the sword for future generations. Lin Xiangming has a destiny of seven kills, so it's not surprising that the seven kill sword suddenly appeared in front of her feet. The reason why it appeared at this moment,

Maybe it was because Lin Xiangming’s saber was broken and it was the moment when she was short of weapons!

"The sword of our ancestors is God's will." Tie Baichuan sighed.

"Xiang Ming, our ancestor's magic weapon is an imperial weapon, easy to use it!"

Tie Baichuan did not hide the origin of this magical weapon, nor did he covet this magical weapon. Instead, he spoke to Lin Xiangming very kindly and emotionally.

"From today on, you are the first disciple of my Seven Kills Hall!"

A smile appeared on Lin Yan's face. With such a magic weapon in hand, Lin Xiangming's strength will explode again, and she will be able to deal with danger by herself.

An emperor-level magic weapon is enough to make people leapfrog and kill people, especially a monster like Lin Xiangming who has the ability to leapfrog and kill enemies. It is even more powerful. Dongxu is in the sky. At this moment, Lin Yan believes that his sister will go all out.

He can even fight against the monks at the peak of Dongxu.

Lin Xiangming was not pretentious, she took a step forward, held the Qishaidao tightly in her right hand, and pulled it out suddenly!

"Brush!!" A flash of sword light shocked the world, and the sword energy and sword light soared into the sky, directly splitting the space in half, shocking the ninth heaven.

"Ming~"

"Ming~~~"

Qin Changkong and Tie Baichuan's weapons whined at the same time, and were shocked by the birth of the Seven Killing Sword. In fact, this was because Lin Xiangming was Lin Yan's sister. If anyone got the Seven Killing Sword, Tie Baichuan would show no mercy.

Take this knife.

Because, this Seven Kills Sword is called Qisha, and it is the number one weapon of their Seven Kills Palace.

Wherever the blade points, you are invincible!

"It's really a good knife!" Lin Xiangming raised her eyebrows and slashed hard at the sky.

The sword flashed, and the sword aura and a scarlet murderous aura shot into the sky. The saber aura and murderous aura reflected each other, and gradually merged into one, fighting towards the sky with a majestic force.

"Plop!"

A big bird fell from the sky and split into two parts.
Chapter completed!