The green giant sword flashed with undulating yellow light and smashed on the ground. Everyone ignored Chu Hao's voice and looked at the long sword. The long sword was full of imposing spiritual energy, and the strong and huge flying sword body was filled with runes. It was refined at first glance, but it had not yet recognized the master's flying sword.

Most of the ancestors' eyes were filled with surprise. They were not unfamiliar with this giant sword. It was the "Haoyang Sword" of Haoyang Palace!"

Each sect has its own magic weapon in the sect, some are flying magic weapons, some are attack magic weapons, and some are defensive magic weapons. The magic weapon of the Haoyang Palace is this "Haoyang Sword."

It is said that the entire body of the Haoyang Sword is made of Starry Sky Fire Copper. Not only is it extremely sharp in every place, but what is more valuable is that the user will have more understanding of swordsmanship when using it, and can integrate the magical powers of flying swords and magic weapons in the starry sky.

Generally, those who have self-superior power must have a spiritual magic weapon or above. For example, the Donghuang Bell and the Hunyuan Ding have the ability to let the master understand the magic powers by himself.

This "Haoyang Sword" is of high quality. It is the magic weapon of the Haoyang Palace and belongs to the eighth-grade magic weapon!

But unfortunately, no one in the entire Haoyang Palace can control this object, and there is no sword cultivator who can use it, so this magic weapon is still stored in the Haoyang Palace.

Although the monks around them had heard of it, they had never seen it. At this moment, Chu Hao actually put out the "Haoyang Sword" with one move, which made them both confused and surprised.

This is an eighth-grade magic weapon. No matter how high the status of Haoyang Palace was in the past, it would be impossible to fiddle out in front of many cultivators. This is to lure the eyeballs and lure the crime.

The entire sixth level of heaven and eighth-grade magic weapon is only a matter of three fingers. I am afraid that only a guy like Chu Hao dares to put it out so blatantly.

"Haoyang Sword." The long sword attracted everyone's attention. All of this was expected by Chu Hao. Since he dared to take it out, he was not afraid of someone having bad intentions. "I believe everyone has recognized this thing."

"Of course." Yang Baidao smiled slightly and said, "The treasure of Haoyang Palace's sect is one quality higher than the Bilan Sword of our Bilan Sect."

The Taoist Ningmo also said: "The long sword of Lord Chu is so extraordinary, and it is an eye-opener today."

The compliments began to gradually fill the entire square, praising Haoyang Sword.

Chu Hao was funny in his heart. These guys didn't know how to flatter them. This Haoyang Sword is not my own. Although I occupied the Haoyang Palace and I snatched the sword, it still has a bad reputation.

Thinking of it, Chu Hao said loudly: "Everyone, this long sword belongs to the rebellious sect Haoyang Palace. It is now obtained by my Potian Island. Taking advantage of the ceremony of my Potian Island, I will invite everyone to testify."

After a pause, Chu Hao said, "That is, this eight-grade magic weapon, Haoyang Sword, will recognize its master. From now on, it will not belong to the sect, but to one person."

"Chu Island mainly conquered this sword?"

The old demon Hong of the Earth Demon Sect asked.

Chu Hao smiled slightly, but did not answer, full of mystery.

Then, Chu Hao continued to whisper: "Go, this sword can be collected, it belongs to you."

“Yes, Master!”

A sharp sound like a sword light flew out from the hall. He had an aggressive aura in the wind, and his whole body was like a sharp sword being unsheathed, revealing his sharpness!

"Wow!"

Many female disciples from other sects around screamed. As soon as Qingfeng appeared, he flew with his hands behind his back, and the limelight actually surpassed Chu Hao, making the eyes of those idiots bubbling.

Qingfeng's face was cold and solemn. He stepped on the hilt of the giant sword, and then stepped lightly, and the flying sword sank a little more. Now even one-third of it was embedded in the ground.

Sword Cultivator!

Whether they have seen or not, the monks who have never seen Qingfeng have all taken a breath, the sword cultivator, the entire sixth level of heaven, is only one out-of-body sword cultivator, and now Potian Island has the second one!

And the most important thing is that this Haoyang Sword is about to belong to him!

"Go." Chu Hao waved his hand, then looked around like lightning, and said, "I'll ask everyone to testify this time, but I don't want any accidents when my disciple conquered the Haoyang Sword. Let's wait and see."

If you have such a domineering words, only Chu Hao will say them in the Sixth Heaven, no one dares to refute them.

The rattlesnake curled his lips. Although the old woman was unhappy, she didn't dare to say anything due to Chu Hao's strength. Besides, she also wanted to see how Qingfeng would conquer the Haoyang Sword.

Chu Hao had already set off an orgasm before he officially entered the dictionary. The belonging of Haoyang Sword made everyone nervous and his eyes were difficult to move.

The eighth-grade flying sword, coupled with an out-of-body sword cultivator, you can imagine what kind of power it will merge after the two are added together!

At this moment, Qingfeng snorted coldly, a golden light shot out of his eyes, and then he heard the flying sword trembling and making a buzzing sound, and began to struggle as if he had wisdom.

"Shrink!" Qingfeng shouted softly, flew backwards, and then slapped the sword at the hilt of the flying sword with his palm. The giant sword instantly shrank and turned into an ordinary-length flying sword, rising from the ground. The golden light surged out in an instant, with dazzling light.

The flying sword was filled with a rebellious aura. When Qingfeng reached out to catch it, it shook a ripples, and the space ripples rose layer by layer, bounced Qingfeng's hand away directly.

At this moment, everyone could see clearly the appearance of the sword body. The blade body was thin and straight, and the tip of the sword had a subtle arc, like a knife and a sword, and there were red and silver colors gradually changing, floating in the air, and a fierce aura suddenly came to the face.

"Good sword!"

Everyone was amazed.

Qingfeng frowned coldly, then reached out and his hand seemed to have ten thousand strength in his palm, breaking through the spreading ripples of the scattered space. Without moving his true energy, he directly held the hilt of the sword in his hand.

A real sword is light in momentum and emphasis on decoration. Because swords are different from swords, swords focus on lightness and agility. A good sword is like a mountain high and deep as a sea. But the sword is the opposite. Once you start, you will take the lead with momentum and do not need to settle. Once you take action, it will turn red and blood will splash! The swords are like mountains falling, like roaring in the sea, and without swords, it will look like despair!

The moment Qingfeng held the Haoyang Sword, the entire sword body turned red, as if it was cast with slurry, and even rolling blue smoke rose from the sword body.

As well, Qingfeng's face turned red. After taking a deep breath, Qingfeng's face turned firm, and he ignored the struggle of the sword body. He seemed to not feel the hot temperature and just held it tightly.

Everyone knew that Qingfeng was beginning to compete with Haoyang Sword.

If Qingfeng cannot win, then the Haoyang Sword is still a masterless person and slapped Chu Hao heavily.

But is it possible?

Qingfeng held the sword in his right hand and twisted the hand technique in his left hand. A series of light and true energy were injected into the stalemate between the two, one person and one sword solidified in the square like a sculpture, and the eyes of hundreds of people were concentrated on them.

There was an incomparable silence around him, waiting for the result. Finally, a quarter of an hour later, the flying sword suddenly came out, and Qingfeng's face turned pale. How could Qingfeng let it fly away? He bombarded several true energy again, imprisoned the flying sword, and sprayed out a mouthful of essence and blood, hitting the blood-red sword body!

Hissing - the water vapor evaporated, the sword body seemed to be bathed, and it was as if it was beaten and tempered several times in the furnace, making a harsh sound. Qingfeng reached out and sucked the flying sword directly into his hand.

After repeated several times in a row, the Haoyang Sword finally gave up struggling!

Successfully recognize the master!

This scene shocked everyone around him! Although they had not been warmed up and had just simply recognized their master, they had already seen Qingfeng's power. This sword cultivator actually forced the eighth-grade magic weapon of Haoyang Sword to take the initiative to recognize their master at the last moment.

Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief on his face, then held the Haoyang sword in his hand, stepped onto the altar step by step, and said, "I will do my best to do my mission."

Chu Hao smiled and nodded at him, then said to the monks around him: "The Haoyang Sword has successfully recognized the master, and everyone will witness it."

"Congratulations."

"Congratulations to Lord Chu Island."

"This fellow Daoist Qingfeng is really extraordinary."

The congratulations came to the surroundings again, and Qingfeng stood beside Chu Hao, facing the congratulations around him, without saying a word, just lowered his head and stroked his long sword with his beloved, and occasionally had a gentle look.

Jian is so crazy that although Qingfeng is far inferior to "媚" but this love for sword is equally profound.

Next, it was time for all sects and races to start sending gifts. At this time, Bai Yun, the leader of Potian Island, stood up to preside over the overall situation, while Chu Hao sat down on the side.

The head of Potian Island was established, the eight elders and island owners, Bai Yun was pushed to the forefront by Chu Hao and became the spokesperson of Potian Island in the true sense.

Qingfeng just now conquered the Haoyang Sword, which was amazing and his heart was surging. At this moment, the gift started, and a wave of climaxes were triggered again.

Chu Hao sat aside, feeling very happy, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface and gave him a smile to those who gave him good things to him.

After a round of gifts, the rattlesnake of the Earth Demon Sect stood up and whispered loudly: "The Earth Demon Sect sends a gift to the Lord of Chu Island, a piece of medium-quality Gengjin!"

What, Geng Jin!

The audience was suddenly in an uproar, and even Chu Hao stood up again, his face shocked.

Chen Honghong even shouted in Chu Hao's sea of ​​consciousness, "It's Gengjin, a little brat!"

Among the few precious materials for repairing the Hunyuan Cauldron, Geng Jin is definitely one of them. Even the medium-quality Geng Jin is extremely precious! For example, the Haoyang Sword has reached the eighth-grade magic weapon and has a vague sword spirit, but there is no injection of Geng Jin, which shows how difficult it is!

If there is Gengjin, the Haoyang Sword will definitely not be just the eighth-grade magic weapon, and it may even reach the ninth-grade or break through the magic weapon to achieve spiritual enlightenment!

What a big deal!

No one present was stupid, nor was he ignorant. When he heard about Geng Jin, he took a breath and showed a look of horror.

"This thing was discovered by the old woman while exploring a dangerous place. There was a cave in the dangerous place. I think it should be left by a powerful master of my sixth level. There happened to be a piece of Gengjin inside."

As he said that, the Rattlesnake took a step forward, took out a paper bag from his arms, and then floated towards Chu Hao: "Take the time when Potian Island was established, I will send it here, please accept it with you."
Chapter completed!