Chapter 210 A Strong Call
“Cut off the sword?!” Everyone present held their breath, as if time had stopped.
The legendary first ancient sword was right before their eyes, emitting an alluring light that filled their eyes with endless greed.
"Cut off the sword?" Su Chenyin and the other seven couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. They looked at each other, their eyes full of astonishment.
The Zhanluo Sword is a legendary ancient divine sword. Among the ten ancient divine weapons, the Zhanluo Sword ranks first.
They didn't expect that the Zhanluo Sword would appear in this secret realm.
"Chen Yin, this is the sword that ranks first among the ten ancient artifacts. Should we..." Mu Xin said in a low voice with his hand covering his mouth.
Su Chenyin frowned slightly and glanced at the practitioners around him. Those greedy eyes seemed to have already regarded the sword as a piece of cake.
"Let's wait and see what happens, and don't act rashly."
Su Chenyin said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the falling sword floating in the air. Although he was excited, he did not lose his composure.
Just as everyone was about to make a move, suddenly a figure flew out from the crowd and headed straight for the sword.
Immediately afterwards, other practitioners were not willing to be outdone. They took out their own magic weapons and flew towards the Zhanluo Sword.
The scene instantly became chaotic, with various colors of spiritual light interweaving in the air, as brilliant as fireworks, erupting with astonishing spiritual power fluctuations.
Su Chenyin and the other seven quickly retreated to the side, then huddled together, staring at the situation around them vigilantly, waiting to see what would happen.
I saw the Zhanluo Sword suspended in the air, as if it felt the fierce battle around it. The sword body trembled slightly and emitted an even stronger red light.
Just when everyone was scrambling for the outcome.
Suddenly, a figure dropped from the sky and headed straight for the sword, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
The man was dressed in a blue robe, had a handsome face, fluttering sleeves, and an extraordinary temperament revealed between his brows.
His speed was as fast as lightning, jaw-dropping, as if he had merged with the wind.
The man in blue had a faint smile on his face and a firm gaze as he stared straight at the sword in front of him. He seemed determined to get the sword.
"It's Feng Xingzong, Ye Fengyi!" Someone recognized the man in blue and exclaimed.
Ye Fengyi, from Lanyou Continent, is the young master of the Ye family. He is gifted with a talent value of ninety-seven and possesses dual spiritual roots of wind and fire attributes.
He was only twenty years old, but he had already reached the second level of Spirit King, which was extremely enviable.
His appearance made the originally chaotic scene even more turbulent. Many people with weaker strength stopped fighting and looked at him with fear.
In full view of everyone, Ye Fengyi instantly arrived beside the Zhanluo sword.
The corner of Ye Fengyi's mouth curled up, and he quickly stretched out his right hand, and the palm wrapped in spiritual power stretched straight towards the sword.
At this moment, the practitioners who had been blinded by desire became furious when they saw this.
They tried their best, using more powerful spells and magic weapons to try to stop Ye Fengyi from taking the sword.
However, Ye Fengyi seemed to be prepared.
Suddenly, a strong whirlwind shield surged up around him, protecting him in the center. All the attacking spells and magic weapons were bounced off by the whirlwind shield and could not get close.
At the same time, he waved his hand lightly, and a powerful wind spiritual force was released. Those practitioners who were blocking him were blown away one after another and could not stop him at all.
Just when Ye Fengyi's palm was about to touch the sword, something strange happened.
suddenly!
"Buzz——" The sword suddenly trembled violently, making a deafening buzzing sound.
The red light surged, and a powerful and terrifying force burst out from the sword, instantly sending Ye Fengyi flying.
This sudden change made everyone stunned, and the originally noisy battlefield suddenly became silent.
"This... such a strong force! Such great power!" someone exclaimed.
Everyone was shocked by the might of the falling sword and dared not to act rashly again.
The scene fell into deathly silence for a while.
Ye Fengyi climbed up with difficulty, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he still stared at the sword unyieldingly.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't want to give up so easily, so he wanted to fly towards the sword again.
However, at this moment, the sword seemed to have completely awakened.
The red light on the sword burned like a flame, the tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky, and it kept circling in the air, as if looking for its owner.
At the same time, Su Chenyin was slightly startled, and she suddenly felt a strong call, which came from the sword of slashing down.
The sword hovering in the air suddenly stopped, and at this moment its eyes were fixed on Su Chenyin.
"Om-"
The sword made a long, high-pitched sound, turned into a red light, and actually flew towards Su Chenyin on its own.
Su Chenyin widened her eyes and looked at the sword flying towards her in disbelief. She felt the strong call and her heart beat faster.
The practitioners around were also stunned. They stopped what they were doing and looked at the scene in disbelief.
Jun Yijue and others also looked at Su Chenyin in surprise. They didn't expect that Zhanluo Sword would choose her as its master.
The red light transformed from the slashing sword was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of Su Chenyin.
It hovered in front of Su Chenyin, and the red light on the sword gradually faded and became softer.
Immediately, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if waiting for Su Chenyin's response, and as if expressing submission to her.
Su Chenyin was slightly stunned, but she reacted quickly.
She hesitated for a moment, then carefully and slowly stretched out her hand, trying to touch the sword.
Seeing this, the practitioners around showed jealousy and anger.
However, they had just witnessed the powerful force of the Slashing Sword and did not dare to act rashly again.
He could only watch as Su Chenyin gently grasped the hilt of the sword.
Ye Fengyi was also stunned. He didn't expect that after all his efforts, he would end up helping others.
Jun Yijue looked at Su Chenyin nervously, worried that she would be hurt by the falling sword.
As soon as Su Chenyin's hand touched the hilt of the sword, the sword made a cheerful sound and flashed red light, as if celebrating finding its owner.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet powerful force was transmitted from the sword into Su Chenyin's body, making her feel unprecedented comfort.
Su Chenyin closed her eyes and felt the power with her heart. This power merged with the spiritual power in her body.
The spiritual energy in her body was boiling, as if it had been sublimated in some way, making her feel more powerful than ever before.
When she opened her eyes again, the sword was no longer shaking.
It lay quietly in her hand, the red light on the sword was intermittent, but it still revealed a sense of majesty.
"This is..." Su Chenyin was shocked. She felt the tremendous power contained in the sword and the sense of intimacy that was connected with her soul.