Chapter 640 Ziwei Soft Sword

From a distance, Han Xu saw the purple air rising from the altar.

The purple light was like a giant dragon hovering, exuding a noble imperial aura, as if he was the real master of the Nine Heavens.

"That is..." Jiang Yang exclaimed, "I have never seen such an amazing sword energy!"

When Jiang Yang could clearly see the altar, he found that the Qinglian Sword on his back was trembling and making a rapid sword chant, as if he had seen the emperor of swords.

Han Xu also felt that the black iron heavy sword that he had stored in his storage ring was suddenly surrounded by magic light, as if it felt a great threat.

The black iron heavy sword is a rare divine weapon in this world. Its quality has reached the level of the best creation. Coupled with the sword intention of Dugu Qiubai, its power can break through the level of creation. Even if Han Xu steps into the world's supreme in the future, he can continue to use the black iron heavy sword.

However, even a powerful divine weapon like the Black Iron Heavy Sword would be a bit weaker in front of this purple air.

Han Xu added a barrier to the storage ring to prevent the inflow of external breath, which calmed the Black Iron Heavy Sword. He looked intently and saw a three-foot-long sword lingering in the purple air like smoke and fog.

Han Xu and Jiang Yang looked at each other and quickly came to the side of the altar. They saw that the sword was as thin as a cicada's wing and curled like a dragon's body. If it was straightened, it would be more than five feet long.

Purple light flowed on the blade, and the sharp air visible to the naked eye lingered around. On the hilt, two seal characters were coiled with gold wire, which were the two words "Ziwei".

"It's really the Ziwei Soft Sword!" Han Xu exclaimed excitedly. If he remembered correctly, this sword should be Dugu Qiubai's favorite divine sword. He never married in his life, but he once said that he would marry Ziwei. His love for this sword can be seen from this.

"Do you know this sword?" Jiang Yang asked.

"This is a sword used by a strong man who stood at the peak of the sword."

"Is that strong man related to the Sword Domain?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the Sword Domain was left by him."

Jiang Yang was in awe. He had been practicing sword and loved sword since he was a child. Almost all of his sword skills came from the Sword Domain. If the Sword Domain really had a master, then he was half of his master.

And it's not just him. The top sword cultivators in the entire Dawu Dynasty, above the ninth level, are directly or indirectly related to the Sword Domain.

Seeing Jiang Yang's curiosity, Han Xu simply told him: "That strong man is the sword demon, Dugu Qiubai."

"Qiubai?"

"Yes, as his name suggests, he has been seeking defeat all his life but has not been able to do so."

"Such a strong man, it's a pity that we can't see his style with our own eyes."

"Jiang Yang, please step back a little, I want to get the sword!" After Han Xu finished speaking, Jiang Yang nodded solemnly and flew back hundreds of meters to leave enough space for Han Xu. At the same time, he pushed his own spiritual power to the extreme, ready to help Han Xu at any time.

Although he knew that if Han Xu really encountered a problem that could not be solved, it would be useless even if he took action, but he couldn't let him watch Han Xu take risks alone.

Therefore, even if there was danger, Jiang Yang would not retreat.

Han Xu stood in front of the altar, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and gradually adjusted his state.

In his body, the speed of the flow of the true energy was getting faster and faster, as if a stream of sword intent was surging in his tendons and veins.

The Dao is in his mind, and he has the Dao hidden in his body. Every move he makes contains the Dao. At this moment, Han Xu seems to be an indestructible divine sword.

From his head, a wisp of sword energy shot out and rushed straight to the sky. When his momentum reached its peak, Han Xu suddenly opened his eyes, and two breathtaking sword lights shot out of his eyes.

Then, he stretched out his hands and reached directly into the altar covered by purple light, grabbing the hilt of the Ziwei soft sword.

However, the moment he grabbed the Ziwei soft sword, he seemed to be electrocuted, and his hands were bounced away by the soft sword.

"Awesome!" Han Xu sighed. Although he was bounced away by the soft sword just now, Han Xu still noticed many things.

This sword has no sword spirit, but it has already been spiritual. No matter how Han Xu prepared before, this sword watched quietly like a bystander and did not interfere. The moment he touched the hilt, Han Xu clearly felt a contemptuous emotion coming from the Ziwei soft sword.

"I am not worthy?" Being despised by a sword, Han Xu also had a desire to win and wanted to compete with Ziwei Soft Sword.

So, Han Xu took a deep breath and suddenly pushed the power of the true essence to the limit. An extremely strong breath burst out. Jiang Yang, who was hundreds of meters away, changed his face and flew back hundreds of meters without hesitation to avoid being hit head-on.

But even so, he still felt the blood in his body churning, and couldn't help but sigh that Han Xu was stronger than he imagined. After all, he was stronger.

Han Xu played two sword tricks, opened a way in the purple air, and then held the hilt of the sword again with both hands.

As soon as he held it, Han Xu felt a piercing pain and subconsciously wanted to let go, but his strong willpower prevented him from doing so.

With a flash of golden light, Han Xu directly opened the Fighting Buddha Body. This time, the seven major acupoints were opened at the same time, entering the complete version of the Fighting Buddha Body. The strength of the physical body almost reached the limit of the Creation Realm.

Enduring the severe pain, Han Xu began to exert force, pulling the Ziwei soft sword towards the outside of the altar. In the complete state of Fighting Buddha body, Han Xu tried his best, and the soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing finally moved slowly towards the edge of the altar at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

But as the Ziwei soft sword moved, Han Xu felt that the resistance was getting bigger and bigger. The magic sword seemed to be provoked and released a wisp of sword energy to wrap around Han Xu's arm.

Han Xu was the body of the demon king, and it was difficult to fight with swords and knives. In addition to the fighting Buddha body, his physical strength at this time was already very terrifying, but these sword energies passed by, leaving a few shallow marks on Han Xu's arm.

Before Han Xu could sigh, the Ziwei soft sword suddenly moved, the curved blade straightened, and then with the speed of lightning, it directly wrapped around Han Xu's arm.

Wherever the sword passed, it was like cutting through tofu, directly cutting Han Xu's skin.

Han Xu was shocked. He didn't expect that after the double strengthening of the demon king's body and the fighting Buddha body, the Ziwei soft sword could still easily break the defense.

"How sharp is this sword?"

Just as Han Xu was hesitating whether to take other measures, his blood sank into the blade, as if it was swallowed by the Ziwei soft sword.

Then…

Then, the extremely stubborn Ziwei soft sword actually stopped resisting and let Han Xu hold it in his hand.

The purple air like smoke and mist all returned to the Ziwei soft sword, and the whole sword body was like an arm guard, worn on Han Xu's right arm.

At the same time, a series of pictures appeared in Han Xu's mind, pictures about Dugu Qiubai and Ziwei soft sword.

The system prompt sound also sounded at this time: "Congratulations host, you have obtained the artifact!"