Chapter 365

Although this sword is a bit wrong, it is a famous blade after all, and not to mention becoming a Saint and achieving the Dao in the future, it is currently a precious blood weapon that surpasses spirit weapons!

One can tell from the blood patterns on the famous blade's body.

It can easily withstand the power of martial dao true intent and possesses many wondrous powers.

"Are you sure you want to follow me?"

Meng Meng Zhangqing made a decision in his heart.

Regardless, it is a famous blade.

Mm-hmm!

The famous blade's hilt nodded heavily.

"You are the best-looking human I have ever seen... handsome and unparalleled..."

"And at this... age... you already possess three percent sword intent!"

The famous blade's sword qi surged, carving many more words.

Seeing this.

Meng Meng Zhangqing's gaze flickered.

It seems this sword has some discernment; it doesn't just look at faces, it actually sensed the level of sword intent within him.

"Three percent?!"

Mo Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed.

In her clear eyes appeared disbelief.

Previously, Meng Meng Zhangqing being able to comprehend the sword intent prototype was already very terrifying.

And now, in a short time.

He actually climbed higher, and it was a massive improvement!

A full three percent!

This is truly too outrageous!

I remember my master saying that the improvement of martial dao true intent is very difficult and cannot be achieved overnight. It is all slowly accumulated.

It requires a lot of time.

But with Meng Meng Zhangqing, it is completely different.

Improving true intent is as simple as eating and drinking!

One must know that her master's sword intent level didn't seem to be this high!

Ignoring Mo Mo Xiaoyu's reaction.

Meng Meng Zhangqing raised his right hand, and a drop of heart blood oozed out, falling onto the famous blade.

"Something... hot... flowed into my body."

The famous blade carved words again.

"..."

Meng Meng Zhangqing couldn't help but hold his forehead.

The intelligence of this sword is truly no different from a human's.

But why can't it speak?

Hum~

The next second.

A connection was established between them.

You in me, me in you, establishing a master-servant relationship.

"Famous Blade."

Meng Meng Zhangqing raised his hand and grabbed the hilt.

At this very moment, the two seemed to have merged into one!

Boom!

In an instant, the sharpness was revealed!

Like an ancient divine sword coming into the world!

Terrifying sword qi soared into the sky, sweeping through the wind and clouds for ten thousand miles!

Forming layers of strange phenomena!

"Not bad!"

Meng Meng Zhangqing's gaze was bright.

As expected of a famous blade!

It could indeed easily withstand his sword intent, and even amplify it to a certain extent.

Originally it was only three percent, but through the famous blade, it was nearly four percent, greatly increasing its power!

"Good sword!"

Meng Meng Zhangqing praised sincerely.

"Thank you, Master, for the praise~"

The famous blade was very happy, its tip like a tail, wagging back and forth.

"Do you have a name?"

Meng Meng Zhangqing asked.

"No, I am a first-hand one, never touched by anyone, nor named by anyone."

"Ten percent new~"

The famous blade carved.

(Garbled text)

"Then I'll call you Chixiao."

Meng Meng Zhangqing didn't think much.

He liked this name.

"Thank you, Master, for the name."

The famous blade became very happy.

Sealed for many years, it finally saw the light of day again.

And it followed such a handsome and promising master!

The future is much brighter than those old things!

Crack!

Since the blood-drop recognition, the many iron chains binding the Chixiao Sword also snapped in unison.

Shoo~

The Chixiao Sword seemed to be reborn, turning into a stream of light and flying out of the Divine Light Hall.

Flying freely at the gate of the Profound Heaven Sect, and even above the firmament.

And it didn't hide its aura at all.

Countless sword qi crisscrossed!

Attracting many disciples and even elders to come out one after another.

"It's that famous blade from Lingxiao Peak!"

"Did it break free?"

"Obviously not, it was subdued."

"Hiss, who could subdue this sword? Didn't even the successive Peak Masters of Lingxiao Peak fail to do so?"

"Use some wisdom and think carefully about who in the sect is qualified to subdue it now?"

"You mean... the Young Sect Master?"

"Of course, the Young Sect Master comprehended sword intent at twenty. If such a world-shaking monster isn't good enough, then this sword is too blind."

Everyone discussed heatedly.

Although they didn't see what happened in the Divine Light Hall, they basically guessed who the subduer was.

Lingxiao Hall.

Mo Mo Shukuang walked out.

Looking at the Chixiao Sword circling in the firmament, a look of satisfaction also appeared on his face.