He walked north and south and held the golden knife in his hand, with a calm expression.

this……

Everyone looked confused.

The golden knife that no one took off was easily held in his hand by traveling north and south. This was so surprising!

Especially Wu Chenzi and Zhang Cheng, they suffered serious injuries in order to remove the golden knife.

At this moment, they saw the north and south holding the golden sword, and they stared at each other, wishing they could swallow the north and south and south in one go.

Damn, people are so angry that they are more popular!

"Damn, what's going on? Why didn't he be shaken away by the golden knife?" Zhou Zhe rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had read it wrong.

Gu Feng's eyes showed a strange look.

"It seems that this knife has a fate with traveling north and south!" Zhang Cheng sighed.

"It's a big deal!" Wu Chenzi cursed: "It's only because of pulling out the knife is called fate. Now I just hold the knife in my hand, what's the fate."

"Travel north and south, you can pull out the knife and try it." Zhang Cheng shouted.

Walking north and south, calm down, holding the scabbard tightly with one hand, holding the hilt of the knife in the other hand, and then pulling it out with force.

clang!

The golden knife is unsheathed.

In an instant, a cold murderous aura was overwhelming, as if it was taking everyone to the snow and ice in an instant.

"What a murderous intent!"

Everyone was shocked.

I saw the cold light on the blade, which could reflect the shadow of a person, making people feel cold.

"There are words on the blade." Zhou Zhe exclaimed with sharp eyes.

When he walked north and south, he looked down and saw that there were indeed four words engraved on the blade, but he did not recognize any of them.

"What kind of text is this?" asked Gu Feng, a north-south journey.

"It seems to be Mongolian." Gu Feng asked Wu Chenzi: "Old guy, do you know these words?"

Wu Chenzi stared at Jin Dao with his eyes tightly, his eyes full of excitement, shock and envy.

"Senior, do you know the words on the sword?" Cai Wenjing also asked.

Wu Chenzi said in a deep voice: "This is Mongolian. If these four words are translated into Chinese, they are Xuechan Golden Knife."

"Xuechan Golden Knife?" Cai Wenjing was slightly stunned: "The name of this knife is quite artistic."

"It's not just about having artistic conception, this is a peerless treasure sword, and it has a great background." Wu Chenzi said.

"Old guy, what is the origin of this knife? Let's talk about it." Gu Feng was also a little curious.

Wu Chenzi said: "The Snow Chan Golden Sword, also known as Sulu Ding, in the hearts of the Mongolians, Sulu Ding is a symbol of the god of war and a flag gathered by Mongolian warriors."

"Legendary: Where Genghis Khan's Sulu Ding will definitely play a song of triumphant."

"There are historical records that when Genghis Khan was conquering the world, he summoned nine masters who made weapons and gave them a piece of top-quality black iron to refine a weapon that suits them. It took several months for the nine-life casting master to finally make a treasure knife for Genghis Khan and named it Sulu Ingot."

"Later, Genghis Khan unified the world and gave the knife another name - Xuechan Golden Sword."

"In the hearts of the Mongolians, Xue Zen represents the meaning of a saint and a sage."

Wu Chenzi stared at the golden sword in his hand, his eyes were hot. He couldn't understand why everyone would be bounced away when they touched the golden sword, but it was fine when they walked north and south?

Not only that, he also pulled out his sword when he traveled north and south.

Why is this happening?

Could it be that this knife is really waiting for someone who is destined to be?

But, with so many people, why did they choose to travel north and south?

Can't figure it out.

Really can't figure it out.

Wu Chenzi was so angry that he wanted to scold him.

Damn it, no virtue, how could I get Genghis Khan's sword? God has no eyes!

"Senior, what's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly?" Zhou Zhe asked.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Wuchenzi.

Wu Chenzi snorted coldly, Cao, I have such a bad face, don’t you know?

Silly criticize!

Wu Chenzi ignored Zhou Zhe, stared at the golden knife in his hand from north and south, shook his head and said, "It's wrong, something is wrong."

"Why is something wrong?" Zhang Cheng asked.

"There is something wrong with the Xuechan Golden Sword." Wu Chenzi said: "As far as I know, there are no handwriting on Genghis Khan's sword."

"Senior, are you saying that this Xue Zen Golden Sword is very likely to be fake?"

Wuchenzi nodded.

"I don't think it must be fake." Gu Feng said: "The murderous aura on this knife is very strong, and it looks like it has been stained with a lot of blood. It is definitely a good knife."

"There is no doubt that the good knife is, but it is not clear whether it is the real Xuechan Golden Sword?" Wu Chenzi said: "If it was really Genghis Khan's sword back then, that would be amazing."

Gu Feng understood what Wuchenzi meant. If this knife was a real Xue Zen Golden Sword, it would be of great significance whether it was economic, archaeological, or historical.

But Gu Feng didn't care about these things.

"Try it, how about this knife?" Gu Feng said to Nanbeixing.

He nodded from north to south, walked to the side with a knife, and then waved it.

"What a quick knife!" Cai Wenjing exclaimed.

It was the first time she saw the North and South using a knife, and she was very surprised.

"Strange, why can't I feel a little bit of true energy from his knife?" Zhou Zhe was puzzled.

Gu Feng explained: "The north and south are walking a unique way. Although he does not have true energy, his sword power and speed are not inferior to those of a master of cultivation."

"He is indeed not weak. If he is of the same age as him, I will not be his opponent." Zhou Zhe said.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the north and south and said, "Gu Feng, I have an idea..."

"You tell me about this matter yourself, and it's useless to tell me." Gu Feng interrupted Zhang Cheng.

He knew that Zhang Cheng wanted to join the Dragon King Immortal Camp.

Cai Wenjing noticed Zhang Cheng's intention and hurriedly said to Gu Feng: "He is not weak in traveling north and south, and he is very young and has great potential. I think he can join our dragon group."

"I said it, you guys come to him for your own business and tell me it's useless." Gu Feng was too lazy to care.

After exercising the golden knife for a while, he stopped, walked to Gu Feng and said excitedly, "I can use this knife very easily."

"Since it's easy, then take it!" Gu Feng smiled and asked everyone: "What's going on now? Should we go back the same way or continue moving forward?"

"I suggest going back the same way." Cai Wenjing said: "The task I received was to find senior Wu Chenzi and others. Now that people have found it, it's time for us to go back."

"What a fool to go back! I've all been here. Don't you want to go to the main tomb room to see? Don't you want to see what Genghis Khan looks like? Don't you want to see what treasures there are in the main tomb room? If you want to go back, I'll find the main tomb room before going back."

After Wu Chenzi finished speaking, he walked forward quickly regardless of what everyone was thinking.

"I have to walk the ladder to the sky when I go back. I am afraid of heights. I don't want to return the same way." Zhou Zhe glanced at Cai Wenjing and followed Wu Chenzi.

"Since you're here, go and have a look!"

Gu Feng also wanted to go to the main tomb room to see it. After all, this is the tomb of a generation of geniuses.

Cai Wenjing had no choice but to keep up.

In front are endless bluestone steps.

A group of people walked on the steps and walked almost five hundred meters. Suddenly, a strange situation appeared in front of them...
Chapter completed!