Ten years ago.

Isa, who was only thirteen years old, stood outside the hall of the Holy Church, surrounded by people, all staring at her.

The atmosphere is very serious.

The little girl was a little nervous and scared.

"Strange, why did Lord Sword Saint suddenly pass the Golden Holy Sword to a little girl?"

“It’s really impossible to understand.”

"To give the Sword Saint the Golden Holy Sword to someone else means that you have to send the title out together."

Everyone whispered, their eyes confused.

Most of the sword saints of all generations will pass the golden holy sword when their life span is exhausted. The current sword saint is only a thousand years old, which is really young in the martial arts world.

Or, want to live in seclusion?

Since that's the case, how can I pass it on to girls casually? This is really not serious enough.

As a symbolic weapon of the Sword Saint, the Golden Holy Sword cannot be inherited by ordinary people. It must be subject to multiple assessments.

"Buzz!"

At this time, a stream of energy visible to the naked eye spread out, as if water waves were rippling.

Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw a man wearing a windbreaker and lowering his head.

"Sword Saint!"

All the warriors present had a look of respect.

The man said nothing and walked straight, finally stopped in front of Isa, stretched out his hand and put it on her head, and said, "Don't be afraid."

The words are full of kindness, which is completely different from the sharp sword energy.

Listan.

The 20th Sword Saint.

It is also called the strongest existence among all the sword saints, and its strength is infinitely close to the fifth step.

In theory, this should be at the peak of life, but it was announced to the public that the Golden Holy Sword would be passed to others.

"No...I'm not afraid..." Isa said weakly. From her unscrupulous words, she could tell that she was actually quite scared. After all, she was standing in place and being watched by so many people.

At this moment, an extraordinary old man walked out of the church hall. The bearded elder grew tall and said with a serious expression: "Listan, are you sure you want to pass the golden holy sword to her?"

"Sure."

“…”

The old man had disappointment in his eyes.

Although I cannot understand Listan's actions, as a sword saint, I have the right to pass the golden holy sword to others, so that it can continue.

only.

That's a girl.

"Master."

Listin said: "The inheritance ceremony can begin."

It turns out that the old man is the leader of the Holy Church, no wonder he has such a strong aura.

“No more consideration?”

“Not considering.”

"All right."

The Holy Master said loudly: "The Golden Holy Sword Inheritance Ceremony has officially begun now!"

"brush!"

As soon as the words came, a disciple in a robe, similar to a priest, walked over from both sides, surrounded Listan and Isa, and muttered strange spells.

“Buzz!”

On the stone slab, streams of light emerged.

Soon, a hexagram pattern was outlined.

"Salvation of the Sword!" said the Holy Master.

Listan heard this and placed the golden holy sword behind him in the middle of the array's eyes, then looked at the nervous Isha and said, "Touch your hand."

"oh."

Isa raised her hand nervously until the moment she touched the Golden Holy Sword, she was immediately stuck in place. At the same time, the light from her feet surged out like a rope, covering her and her weapons.

"here we go!"

"I witnessed it twice in my life!"

"When the light dissipates, the 21st Sword Saint will be born!"

Everyone widened their eyes and witnessed everything in the formation.

Besides, although Isa is in a state of dullness, his heart is particularly clear, and his soul is in a special space, where it is like daytime, and a cute elf floats in the central area.

When she tried to get closer, the little guy seemed to wake up, flew to him and kept spinning, and a little, making a crisp sound: "I declare in the name of the Supreme God that you will become the master of the Golden Holy Sword."

"call out!"

The elf turned into flowing light and ingested between Isa's eyebrows.

The outside body suddenly regained consciousness, and his hand was already on the hilt of the Golden Holy Sword.

“Buzz!”

The luster is weakened and it returns to its original state.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The warriors and people around him knelt on one knee and shouted loudly: "See Lord Sword Saint!"

So far.

Isa became the 21st Sword Saint.

As for Lista, after passing the Golden Holy Sword to her, she suddenly grew older.

"Child." He smiled and said, "From today on you, you will be the master of the Golden Holy Sword. Remember, the sword is there, and the sword is there."

"The sword is there, and there is no sword…"

Isa muttered, silently remembering it in her heart.

Even many years later, I still haven't forgotten it, always keeping my sword away, and always regard it as my own life.

However.

At this moment.

But it was snatched by the leader of Light.

Isa was filled with despair because it was declared dead.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Leng Xingquan appeared in time and snatched the Golden Holy Sword.

"If the sword cultivator can't even protect the sword, that's a great shame."

This sentence brought a heavy blow to Isa. Finally, she removed the dignity of the Sword Saint and she couldn't stop crying.

"Cry."

Leng Xingquan said: "I don't deserve to be a sword cultivator."

Speaking is an art, and his art hurts people.

However, it also played a role. Isa wiped away her tears, pulled up the golden holy sword, and returned to her former arrogance, saying, "Thank you for your help."

The sword is like life.

Being taken away means being killed.

Leng Xingquan snatched it was equivalent to saving him.

"Don't get me wrong." Leng Xingquan said: "I'm not trying to save you, but I don't want to miss a strong opponent." After that, he looked at the leader of Light and said coldly: "I advise you not to do anything randomly, otherwise there will be a catastrophe."

"A catastrophe?"

The leader of the Light sneered: "Just take your third step?"

"Don't believe it?"

Leng Xingquan said: "If you dare to take action, you will definitely die."

The leader of the Light naturally would not take it to heart. He gently lifted his right hand and the majestic energy erupted. Because the power was too huge, the space was crushed to pieces.
To be continued...