"Sword?" In a room in the mansion, Joyce looked at Xiao Chen. After Isley learned that Xiao Chen needed a sword, she brought him to see his grandfather.

"It turns out that Lord Xingluo uses a sword..." Joyce said, but was slightly shocked in his heart. He had seen this alien demon and Davao and Oakley fighting in Oakley. He could resist Davao and Oakley weapons with just one flesh palm, and even slashed the Davao sword to twist. He thought Xiao Chen was the kind of demon who practiced **.

I didn't expect that he would use a sword. Could it be that his true strength is even stronger?

Joyce's heart turned sharply, and Xiao Chen bowed and said, "I do remember that I used a sword, but my weapon should be lost in the space storm, so I want to find a weapon."

"Your Excellency Xingluo saved my granddaughter. I must be satisfied with this requirement. However, not many of my clan use swords. I am afraid there are no good swords. Otherwise, you will follow me to the arsenal of the clan and choose it yourself." Joyce's eyes turned slightly and said.

"Thank you, Elder." Xiao Chen said repeatedly.

Joyce took Xiao Chen out.

I soon arrived at a huge black stone building in the Maoer Demon tribe. The building was square and there was no window. A team of Maoer Demon armor guarded at the door.

"Elder!" Seeing Joyce coming, the group of soldiers hurriedly saluted.

"Open the Arsenal." Joyce waved.

The group of soldiers quickly opened the door.

"Hiss Xingluo, please come in." Joyce said, Xiao Chen and Isley followed in.

As soon as I entered this arsenal, it was extremely huge. Although there were no windows, it did not appear dark. There were huge pearls embedded around it, showing rows of weapons, mostly guns and axes, with cold or bloody lights.

"This layer is full of ordinary weapons. We put all the better weapons underground." Joyce said.

As he said that, he walked to the edge of the raised stone platform and pressed it. A stone slab on the ground was removed, revealing a large hole, extending a step.

Under Joyce's leadership, the three of them walked down the ladder.

There is also a weapon storage warehouse underground, but it is obviously much smaller than the room on the ground. The weapon racks are all separate, with only one weapon on one rack, and each weapon is obviously full of evil spirits and a bitter blood light. Some of them are green and dark, and just by showing off, it is much more precious than the weapons on the ground.

Joyce said: "The best weapons of our tribe are stored here. Only tribal elites are qualified to choose here. The sword should be stored there. Lord Xingluo, go and pick them."

When I walked to the southwest corner of the room, I saw the sword stored there.

There are only three of them in total, and they are displayed on three weapon racks. The number is much smaller than the other weapons, proving that Joyce did not deliberately deceive.

Xiao Chen's eyes fell on these three swords.

The one on the left is a giant sword, all over black. A blood groove is opened in the middle, the hilt is blood red, and a skull is drawn.

Joyce said: "This sword was seized by our clan during the battle between the two-headed trolls. The two-headed trolls are naturally tall, so this sword is also particularly large, and you should not apply it."

"Well, this sword is really too big." Xiao Chen shook his head. This sword is two points higher than others, and it is indeed too inconvenient to hold it.

"Then look at these two." Joyce said: "These are all top weapons seized during the war between our tribe and other tribes."

The middle one was white all over. It seemed to be made of some kind of bone, and the sword body was arc-shaped. Xiao Chen picked up this one, bounced his fingers on it, making a metal-like tremor. He danced a few more times. He shook his head and put the sword down. Although the sword was good, it was a little too light. Moreover, the material of the sword itself could not be said to be extremely high, and it should be more suitable for women with less strength.

Then Xiao Chen's eyes fell on the last sword. The sword was dark red and blood was flowing. It was obvious that it was full of blood. The tip of the sword blade was forked, as if it was a claw.

Xiao Chen reached out to get it, and his fingertips touched the hilt of the sword. Suddenly the sword trembled, and the blood light stabbed towards Xiao Chen's arm like a living thing, as if it was backfire. Xiao Chen snorted coldly, and a force poured in violently. The blood sword wailed, and the blood light on the sword dimmed.

Joyce's eyes shrank and exclaimed: "Half Xingluo is really amazing. He can even control this blood claw sword easily. This sword was created by the Blood Claw clan with special methods. If other demons want to use this sword, they will not only not be able to exert the power of the sword, but may be retaliated by the blood light inside the sword. Therefore, this sword has been stored in our arsenal for more than three hundred years, and no one has chosen it or used it."

"Yeah?"

Xiao Chen walked aside, raised the blood-claw sword, and slashed at the void.

At the same time, I carefully realized that the sword was strange. Although he was suppressed by his powerful blood clan power, he still did not feel like he was directed by his arm.

This incompatible feeling is a fatal flaw for a real sword-powered man.

The true swordsman emphasizes the unity of man and sword. The sword seems to be part of itself. If a human heart cannot be connected with the sword, the natural power cannot be exerted. The stronger the strength, the higher the requirements for the sword. No wonder no one has used this sword for three hundred years.

Xiao Chen frowned. Among these three swords, the quality is undoubtedly the best in this Blood Claw Sword, but the Blood Claw Sword has such a fatal flaw.

Seeing Xiao Chen frowned, Joyce said, "God of Xingluo, are you not satisfied with these swords? I am so embarrassed. My clan does have fewer collections of swords."

"Grandpa, aren't there any other sword? Lord Xingluo just picked one..." Isli said repeatedly.

"Isley." Joyce smiled bitterly and said, "It's really gone. If so, I will definitely give it to Lord Xingluo. After all, my clan has no sword masters, and it's a waste to hide it."

"Hmph." Isley was a little angry. Could it be that she could not satisfy the rare requests that Lord Xingluo made.

"Actually, when it comes to swords, the Iron Demon must have collected more than us. It is rumored that there is a top-quality Iron Demon in the Iron Demon, which is regarded as the treasure of the tribe. Unfortunately, the Iron Demon and our tribe have not had a good relationship, otherwise I wouldn't mind spending some money in exchange..." Joyce said with regret as if sighing.

"The black iron demon..." The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional, and Xiao Chen's eyes flashed.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? The Uron Iron Demon Clan and our clan are mortal enemies..." Isley shouted.

"I'm just talking about it," Joyce said, "But that sword is indeed good. The Ultimate Iron Demon itself is not strong, but with that sword, its strength can rank among the top ten in this tribe in a radius of millions of miles. If the Ultimate Iron Demon does not use it easily, it is enshrined in the clan..."

Joyce looked very emotional.

Xiao Chen listened, but he was silent, with a faint sneer hidden in his eyes.

Seeing Xiao Chen's indifferent look, a strange look flashed in Joyce's eyes and didn't say anything more.

"How is it, Lord Xingluo, have you decided which one to choose? If you want me to see, this one is still good, although it is slightly weak..." Joyce picked up the white long sword made of unknown bones that Xiao Chen had put down.

"No need, I'll choose this one." Xiao Chen raised the blood-claw sword in his hand.

"This!" Joyce was a little surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Confirm! What's the problem?" Xiao Chen shook the blood-claw sword.

"Of course there is no problem, as long as you like it, Mr. Xingluo." Joyce shook his head. Although the blood claw sword is of the best quality, it is the most useless one in the arsenal. How could he have any objection to Xiao Chen if he can use it as a reward?

"Thank you then."

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and the Blood Claw Sword was thrown into the space bracelet by him.

The three of them left the arsenal, and Xiao Chen asked Joyce again for a map. Joyce agreed and gave Xiao Chen a detailed map of the inner world nearby million miles away.

After parting with Joyce, Isley followed up and said, "Sir Xingluo, do you really want the Blood Claw Sword? The sword seems to be in trouble. It has been left there for so many years."

"It's okay, this sword is pretty good. Isley, I want to thank you this time." Xiao Chen said sincerely.

Isley blushed: "Just Lord Xingluo likes it."

"Then I will go back to practice first..." Xiao Chen said goodbye to Isli.

"Yeah...good..." Isley's eyes followed Xiao Chen's figure, and it was not until he disappeared that he walked back with some loss.

When Xiao Chen returned to his residence, he swept his spiritual sense and confirmed that no one was monitoring nearby, he took out the Blood Claw Sword and touched it gently, with a sneer in his eyes: "Who said that this sword cannot be controlled? The secret technique of the Blood Claw Clan was just the blessing of his will when he forged this sword. As long as I re-spend it, this sword can be completely controlled... I also want to lead me to the Black Iron Demon Clan and treat me as a gun?"

Joyce deliberately said that the Ukrainian Demon Clan had a sword in the town, and there was absolutely nothing good about it.

If he is really jealous of the clan-suppressing sword and attacks the black iron demons, he will fall into the trap of the Cat-Ear Demon Clan.

If there is no accident on either side, the Maoer Demons will probably be happy to see it. After all, one side is their mortal enemy. And they are probably uneasy as a foreign race with unknown origin, who stays in the Maoer Demons. They would rather disappear by themselves.

Xiao Chen was not interested in the sword of the Iron Demon clan, but he knew very well that the strength of the Iron Demon clan was definitely no less than that of the Maoer Demon clan. His current strength was definitely not enough. If he could recover his strength at his peak, he wouldn't mind seeing whether the sword of the Iron Demon clan was really as powerful as the rumors.

"Now, let's refine this sword first."

Xiao Chen picked up the blood-claw sword and threw it suddenly. The blood-claw sword flew into the air. Xiao Chen bounced, and a blood-colored flame flew out of the palm of his hand, holding the blood-claw sword. The blood-claw flame was burning, extremely cold and bloody. The blood-claw sword suddenly trembled in the blood-claw flame...

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