Zhou Yang immediately activated the Burning Flame Technique. Immediately, Little Blue floated in front of Zhou Yang's chest, and the Blue Flame True Fire darted toward Zhou Yang's abdomen like a fire snake.
"Hula …"
Within his Dantian, the two flames instantly collided with each other. They trembled violently as if they were mortal enemies. After a while, they even entangled with each other tightly, neither letting the other go …
During this process, Zhou Yang could clearly feel that his Blue Blaze Truefire was becoming purer and purer.
As time passed, about two days later, his rank 5 Blue Flame True Fire finally reached the street.
Boom!
On the morning of the seventh day in the Sword Tomb, a flame rushed up from the deep pit. The wind that was about to dissipate finally dissipated completely under the impact of the flame.
"Rank 6 Blue Flame True Fire. It seems that there is indeed a treasure below."
Ximen looked at the blue light in the deep pit, his eyes blazing. He had been observing the deep pit for the past few days, and his judgment was almost exactly the same as Zhou Yang's a few days ago.
There was a superb Vermillion Bird Spirit Sword below, and it had a powerful Blue Flame True Fire.
As an elder of the Wood Star Realm, the spirit sword he used was only a high-grade one, and the sword spirit was less than two hundred years old. As for a top-grade Vermillion Bird spirit sword that was more than five hundred years old, with his talent, it was impossible for the Tiangang Sword Sect to give it to him.
"I didn't expect that I, Ximen, would have such a day. Maybe there will be some treasure after that kid dies. I have to go down quickly, lest I get discovered."
Although the bottom was still in an unstable state, Ximen couldn't wait any longer and immediately flew down.
There was a blue light below, and Ximen couldn't see his surroundings at all. He could only touch the ground like a blind man.
"Spirit sword, my spirit sword, come quickly …"
The excited Ximen suddenly touched a foot, and he immediately turned pale with fright. However, the foot did not move for a long time, and he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
"Looks like it should be that kid's foot. How pitiful, he was actually killed by the wind, and only one foot is left." Ximen sneered, and then he followed the foot and touched upwards.
"You should be the pitiful one."
Suddenly, a voice rang out beside Ximen's ear. Ximen instantly broke out in a cold sweat. After retreating a few steps, the blue light in front of him suddenly shrank and condensed on Xiao Lan, who was floating beside Zhou Yang.
"You … … how can you … …" Ximen Jing was shocked. The person in front of him was actually Zhou Yang who he thought would die without a doubt.
"How come you're not dead?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible … It must be an illusion. That's right, this is an illusion test given to me by the Spiritual Sword." Ximen comforted himself as he adjusted his breathing.
"Test …"
Zhou Yang had a playful smile on his face. He waved his hand and Little Blue floated towards the west gate.
"Spiritual Sword … It really is a Spiritual Sword. This Spiritual Sword should have a Sword Spirit that is over 500 years old. Furthermore, it has a Rank 6 Blue Flame True Fire. Haha … This is great. With this sword, my strength will increase by a few levels in the future." Ximen Yi's face was filled with excitement as he instinctively reached out to grab Xiao Lan.
But just as his hand was about to touch Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan flew back to Zhou Yang.
"That's not all. This is also a legacy spiritual sword. There is a powerful legacy within it," said Zhou Yang with a smile.
"Inheritance …"
Ximen Yi was stunned. His eyes became even more passionate.
"You … You should be the remnant spirit of the predecessor in the sword. You disguised yourself as Zhou Yang to test me, right?" Ximen Yi looked at Zhou Yang and smiled.
"Since you think so, then take it as so. My test for you is …"
"What is it?"
"Kneel down!"
With a roar, the aura of a king spread out. Ximen Yi instinctively took a few steps back. He clenched his teeth and didn't let himself lower his head.
This was already very good. If it was a young disciple at such a close distance, he would have already knelt down.
"I asked you to kneel. Why don't you kneel? As long as you submit to me, the sword is yours. Don't you want the Spiritual Sword?" Zhou Yang said in a deep voice.
"I can get it if I submit?" Ximen Yi asked anxiously.
"That's right. My test is loyalty. As long as you submit, you can get the Spiritual Sword. Quickly kneel down."
Ximen clenched his fists. He was originally suppressed by the aura of a king to the point where he couldn't even straighten his back. Now that he heard what Zhou Yang said, the last bit of arrogance in his heart dissipated. He quickly lowered his head and knelt on the ground.
"Senior, please bestow me the Spiritual Sword," Ximen said while kneeling.
"Bestow you the Spiritual Sword …"
Zhou Yang smiled. His smile was very playful. Then, he said seriously, "Ximen, last time, you colluded with the Liu Guang Lineage to frame me. I can forget about it. But this time, you actually dared to sneak attack me. This is unforgivable."
The cold voice made Ximen Yi shiver. He raised his head and saw Zhou Yang looking at him with a murderous aura.
"You … you are Zhou Yang …"
At this moment, Ximen finally regained his senses. He took a few steps back and calmed himself down.
"Impossible. How can you not die …"
"You are not dead. How can I die?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang moved his hand slightly and Xiao Lan rushed towards Ximen.
"Spiritual Sword …"
Ximen immediately jumped up and rushed out of the deep pit.
"Want to leave …"
Zhou Yang smiled coldly. He stepped on Xiao Lan and went out of the deep pit.
"Spiritual Sword. You got the Spiritual Sword?" Ximen looked at Xiao Lan with jealousy.
"Thanks to you, this Inheritance Spiritual Sword belongs to me now." Zhou Yang landed slowly. Xiao Lan immediately rushed into the sky as if it had not seen this place for a long time.
"Inheritance Spiritual Sword. It really is an Inheritance Spiritual Sword. I, a Wood Star Realm warrior, do not even have such a Spiritual Sword. What qualifications do you have to have it? This is mine, it's mine …"
Ximen looked at Xiao Lan in the sky crazily. His eyes were scarlet.
"If you want it, come and get it."
Zhou Yang extended his hand. Xiao Lan quickly fell from the sky into his hand.
"Zhou Yang, you are too stupid. Too stupid. You are clearly still alive, but you did not run away with the Spiritual Sword. You actually dared to provoke me. Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know. But so what?" Zhou Yang said disdainfully.
"Arrogant …"
Ximen shouted angrily. Then, he said proudly, "I am a Wood Star Realm Elder. You are just a Mercury Star Realm disciple. I can't do anything to you in the Tiangang Sword Sect. But here, no one can protect you."
"Do you mean that you are forcing me to be strong?" Zhou Yang said playfully.
"Haha …" Ximen laughed wildly. "Zhou Yang, little brat. I am a Wood Star Realm, which is one realm higher than you. Even if we were both at the Mars Star Realm, you would not be my match."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen turned his fist into a claw and grabbed at Zhou Yang.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
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