"Thank you! Jessica, thank you!" Zhang Yang said sincerely.

He didn't expect Jessica to be so thoughtful and give him a space ring filled with rare treasures.

Needless to say, there are neatly stacked exotic flowers and plants.

And in that jar, there is a faint mellow life force emanating from it, which is obviously the fountain of youth that can dissolve the evil spirit!

As for the strangely shaped sword, its cold light was restrained and there was a faint mysterious power flowing around it. It was obviously not an ordinary sword.

He currently lacks strength, but with this magical weapon, he has a little more power to protect himself.

This space ring is not only full of various treasures, but also carries all of Jessica's concerns.

"Man, you know your stuff." Jessica said with a smile, "Would you like to try this Pojun? When Pojun comes out, the gods and demons will get out of the way! I hope it can help you, eliminate the threat, and bring peace to the world!

"

Breaking the military……

It turns out that this sword is called Pojun.

The sword really lives up to its name!

This seemingly ordinary sword seems to contain the power to crush thousands of armies!

In fact, the moment he saw it, Zhang Yang was already feeling itchy.

Now, after listening to what Jessica said, is there any reason to refuse?

call out!

As soon as I thought about it, Po Jun was already in hand.

Suddenly, the restrained cold light suddenly burst out.

The actual sword energy surged out, making it almost impossible for him to hold it!

Killing...

Hatred...

So much anger!

Almost affecting his mind.

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed, and he quickly concentrated his energy, circulated the Nine Yang Qi, and forcibly suppressed this essentially murderous energy.

However, he obviously underestimated the killing power contained in this sword.

After a brief silence, it was like hundreds of undead souls roared out, and a huge force rushed towards him.

If it were in the past, even if he only had the third level of Nine Yang True Art, such an impact would not pose a threat to him at all.

However, now, the Nine Yang True Fire in his body was not enough to be lower than the impact of these undead, and the tearing pain instantly occupied all his nerves.

Roar!

Zhang Yang let out a roar, his heart talisman circulated, and there was only a buzzing sound, and a golden soul-soothing talisman came into being.

After the spell was completed, the roaring like the roar of the wind suddenly became silent.

Finally suppressed it!

Zhang Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he felt that the sword in his hand did not give in due to this.

A strange repulsive force surged over him, and he felt that the broken army in his hand was getting heavier and heavier.

Zhang Yang frowned and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

He didn't believe that he couldn't control it!

As a result, one person and one sword competed with each other, and for a while, no one could do anything to the other.

However, Po Jun's power is so long-lasting that it seems to have no end, supporting it continuously.

On the contrary, Zhang Yang himself, as time goes by, the Jiuyang Qi in his body continues to be depleted and is about to dry up!

If this continues, you will eventually be defeated.

Let him be strong and let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills;

Let him be his own, the bright moon shines on the river!

Suddenly, a familiar formula flashed in the back of my mind.

Like a ray of light in the darkness, he suddenly became cheerful.

Just do it!

He concentrated his energy and completely ignored the bursts of force coming from the broken army in his hand, allowing it to impact his body.

In a daze, Zhang Yang forgot everything and could no longer feel any pressure or pain.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a cold light burst out in his eyes, his wrist shook, and he made a beautiful sword flower.

The body leaned forward slightly, Po Jun was raised horizontally, and the Tai Chi Sword starting position was suddenly displayed - Vajra Taming!

Immediately, there was a loud noise.

The phoenix spreads its wings, the green dragon emerges from the water...

One move at a time, your heart is in your hand, and you control the sword with your mind.

A set of flowing Tai Chi swords was unfolded.

Zhang Yang was beating vigorously, and the anger coming from the sword was gradually suppressed.

It seems to be really effective!

However, Zhang Yang would never dare to be distracted.

He knew that if he wanted to truly control Po Jun in his hands, he must be in tune with it.

Otherwise, a slight change in mood will once again stimulate the hostility hidden in the sword.

The Tai Chi Sword seems to be stretched and does not have much lethality, but true experts know that if the Tai Chi Sword is practiced to the extreme, its power cannot be underestimated.

At this moment, Zhang Yang and Pojun Sword merged into one, causing waves of dragons and tigers to roar.

It wasn't until the last move, the golden phoenix's return to the nest, was executed perfectly that the wind suddenly stopped and everything became calm again.

Bang bang bang!

Applause rang out, and Jessica smiled like a flower.

"Man, all my hard work is not in vain. This magical weapon that was originally too murderous can actually show its own temperament and explode with stronger power when it is in your hands. They really complement each other!"

"The original temperament..." Zhang Yang stared at the broken army in his hand and pondered for a moment, then said with some uncertainty, "When I first got it, I felt that it was very murderous. But gradually, I can feel the despair and sadness in it.

.Where did this Pojun come from?”

Jessica smiled slightly and told Po Jun's origins concisely.

When Zhang Yang heard this, he understood everything.

It turns out that although this Pojun sword is not a famous ancient sword, it has an extraordinary origin.

It was also created by Ou Yezi.

Just because there were some minor flaws in the furnace, it was abandoned by Ou Yezi, who pursued perfection, and was thrown into a corner.

Therefore, this useless sword without an open edge lay quietly by the sword-making pool waiting to be melted and recast.

Unexpectedly, a disciple named Leli, who had a blood feud and was determined to take revenge, went through all kinds of hardships to become a disciple of Ou Yezi and silently learned how to make swords.

He hoped that one day he could forge a magical weapon like a fish intestine or a giant sword, and use it to kill his enemies with his own sword.

However, his talent was dull and no matter how hard he tried, he could never forge a satisfactory sword.

Instead, he was scarred and depleted of energy and blood.

It turns out that when Ou Yezi forges swords, each sword must be tempered with his own essence and blood to make it possess sufficient aura.

Just when Leli was feeling disheartened, he accidentally discovered this inconspicuous Pojun.

What he didn't know was that Po Jun had absorbed a large amount of his blood essence over the years, which resulted in all the swords he refined being unsatisfactory.

However, because of absorbing his essence and blood over many years and being infected by his hatred, Po Jun and him have established an inexplicable connection.

Le Li was pleasantly surprised to find that although this seemingly inconspicuous sword was not as powerful as the famous swords forged by his master Ou Yezi, it was still sharp.

So, after he polished it carefully, he used Professor Ou Yezi's secret method to attack.

Unfortunately, I tried many times but could not succeed.

By some mistake, Le Li obtained a secret method of opening an attack from a man with a broken arm who was imprisoned in the dungeon behind the Sword Forging Pond - using the corpse oil of someone who died unjustly to open an attack.

Although Leli was desperate, he knew that this way of attacking was due to Qian Tianhe, but for revenge, he resolutely chose this method.

really!
To be continued...