At this moment, only a golden light was left in the Holy Heaven world.

There was no more darkness, and the golden light illuminated all the ground, illuminated the ground with swords, and everyone's eyes.

However, everyone's mood is completely different.

Nangong Muwang stood beside the light column, staring at the sword emitting golden light among the light column.

Xing Qingsui's eyes were filled with the spirit of dying. When the golden light lit up, the only thing he thought of was that his death was finally worth it.

Ping Yang's eyes were filled with intense excitement, and his fists were clenched, as if he was extremely excited.

Yingshan looked at the golden light, his eyes were a little cold and his expression looked a little ferocious, but he did not rush towards the golden light immediately, but stood there.

As for Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu, they were staring at Yingshan, as if they had not seen the golden light at all.

The other candidates' expressions were extremely complicated at this time, some were happy, some were desperate, some were crying, and some were shocked.

Finally, the golden light dissipated.

The entire Holy Heaven world has returned to peace again.

Only one sword was left, a sword inserted into the ground with a faint golden light emitting a light. The sword body trembled slightly, as if a low dragon roar came out from the blade.

"Draw the sword!" Xing Qingsui's voice sounded at this time.

However, Nangong Mu did not move.

He just looked at the sword quietly, standing still, as if waiting, and admiring, no one knew what he was thinking.

But he did not move.

Surprisingly, Shadow Mountain also did not move.

The whole scene was strangely calm, and time passed by minute by minute.

I don’t know how long it took, Nangong Mu finally moved. He didn’t draw his sword. He just turned around slowly and looked at Fang Zhengzhen who was standing not far away, as if asking something.

At this time, Yingshan also looked at Fang Zhengzhi, and seemed to be waiting for something in his eyes.

Fang Zhengzhi felt the eyes of the two people, and of course he knew what Nangong Mu and Yingshan meant.

Now the seal of the sword has been opened.

However, what was unexpected was that the candidates in the Holy Heaven World did not disappear immediately, which also means that the Holy Heaven World is still out of control.

The reason why Nangong Mu insisted on cutting off the sealed chain was naturally to open up the Holy Heaven World. As long as the Holy Heaven World returned to control, the swords placed on the necks of those candidates will no longer be in danger.

But the fact is that the sword is still on the necks of those candidates.

And those candidates were still lying there.

Then, when Nangong Mu drew his sword, it was the time when Xing Qing and his easy-going candidates died.

Nangong Mu does not draw his sword.

Yingshan can wait forever.

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi can also choose to wait like this. But no matter how you wait, there will always be a time limit.

There was undoubtedly a deadlock in front of us, but Nangong Mu and Yingshan threw the key to breaking the deadlock to Fang Zhengzhi at the same time, which looked a bit incredible.

However, neither Nangong Mu nor Yingshan felt that there was any problem with this decision.

The other candidates finally understood what Nangong Mu and Yanshan meant at this time, but when their life and death were dependent on Fang Zheng's hands, this feeling was not very good.

"Draw the sword!" Xing Qingsui's urging voice sounded again, with a hint of determination in his tone. Of course he knew what everyone was waiting for, but in his thoughts.

Only advance, no retreat.

Then, he will naturally pin his last hope on drawing the sword.

Fang Zhengzhi curled his lips. He actually didn't like to make such decisions. Because it would be more brain-related, but he had to do it.

After all, this decision is not only the life and death of several candidates, but also represents the life and death of himself and Yan Xiu and others.

It seems that whether the sword is drawn or not has nothing to do with Fang Zhengzheng's life and death, but what about the facts?

Now the last glimmer of hope to open the Holy Heaven World is to draw the sword, but who can be 100% sure that once the sword is drawn...

The Holy Heaven World will definitely open?

If the sword is inserted on the ground, it is a bargaining chip, but once the sword is pulled out, it means that the last chip is used up, and success and failure are in one bet.

Nangong Mu thought of this, and Yingshan could think of this too.

So, neither of them moved.

"With the Fire Lin Spear and this sword, I wonder if it can defeat you?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the sword and finally spoke.

"Maybe." Kageyama did not deny it, but did not admit it either.

"If you let them go, is it possible?" Fang Zhengshi looked at the candidates around him. He didn't like these people, but at least, at this moment, these people belong to the same camp, or in other words, to the same kind of people.

"have."

"So, what are the conditions for exchange?"

"A sword."

"So, I need to pull the sword first, right?"

"unnecessary."

"It seems you don't want the sword to be pulled up?"

"certainly."

"But if we don't draw our sword, how can we guarantee our lives?" Fang Zhengzhi threw the problem to Yingshan.

"This is your problem."

"You are so naive. Do you think I will care about their life and death?" Fang Zhengzhi said as he walked towards the sword stuck on the ground.

Step by step, Fang Zheng approached the sword.

Kageyama didn't speak or move, but the other candidates were about to cry because they all clearly felt that Fang Zhengzhi was approaching the sword a little closer, and the sword on their necks became colder again.

Nangong Mu looked at Fang Zhengzhi with calm eyes and said nothing from beginning to end.

Fang Zhengzhi walked to the side of the sword.

Then, his hand grabbed the hilt of the sword.

There was not much hesitation in every move, just like grabbing an ordinary sword, and he didn't even look at the candidates around him.

This made the candidates around him feel despair.

Only Xing Qingsui's eyes seemed extremely calm, and seemed to agree with Fang Zhengzhen's approach.

The square and upright hand was held on the hilt of the sword.

He could clearly feel the exquisite carvings on the hilt of the sword, and even he could feel the powerful energy contained in this sword, which was a kind of energy as dazzling as the sun.

At this time, Yan Xiu also walked to Fang Zhengzhi's side. He looked at Fang Zhengzhi's movements and did not speak.

Pingyang pouted his mouth.

"Fang Zhengzhi, do you really want to draw the sword?" Pingyang was expecting Fang Zhengzhi to draw the sword without hesitation. However, as the princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, she felt that this seemed inappropriate.

Fang Zhengzhi did not answer Ping Yang's question, he just grabbed the sword in his hand tightly.

Then, his hands slowly loosened.

"I think this sword is fake!" Fang Zhengzhi suddenly turned around and looked at Yingshan, with a very serious face.

"Fake?" Yingshan was slightly stunned.

He thought Fang Zhengzhi had only two choices: drawing a sword or not drawing a sword, but he did not expect Fang Zhengzhi to say such words at this time.

Is the sword true or false?

This question is unsure of Kageyama.

If the only person in the Holy Heaven world is possible to confirm this problem, there is only Fang Zhengzhen.

Because it was Fang Zheng who broke the broken bridge and broke the twin stone tablet and the stone house.

But……

Can Yingshan trust in integrity?

Of course not, so he could not judge whether the sentence Fang Zhengzhen was true or false.

Nangong Mu looked at Fang Zhengzhi at this time, and he also didn't know the authenticity of Fang Zhengzhi's words. Perhaps Fang Zhengzhi wanted to deceive Yingshan in this way.

But what can the authenticity of the sword be deceived?

When Yan Xiu heard Fang Zhengzhi's words, a trace of thought appeared on his face, but he did not say anything.

"Whether it is true or false, just pull it out, right?" Pingyang seemed to have some clarity when he heard Fang Zhengzhi's words. Then, he suggested loudly in cooperation.

"Since it's fake, why should I pull it out?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Pingyang with disdain, and didn't even need Yingshan to speak.

"You..." Pingyang was furious.
To be continued...