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Finally, Chen Xin nodded slightly and said, "In that case, Grandpa will respect your choice. However, this Killing City is very dangerous, so you must be careful."

Chen Feng immediately said, "Don't worry, Grandpa. With my current strength, no one should be able to kill me in the Slaughter City without using soul skills."

"Okay." Chen Xin nodded immediately.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, come with me!" Chen Xin immediately looked at Chen Feng and said.

Chen Feng looked at his grandfather. Was his grandfather going to give him something too?

Immediately, Chen Feng followed Chen Xin to a secret room. Chen Xin opened the door of the secret room, and saw long swords appearing in front of Chen Feng in the secret room.

Chen Xin looked at these long swords, smiled slightly and said: "Xiao Feng, this secret room contains the swords collected by my Chen family from ancient times to the present. All of these swords are the best swords in the world.

Look at these swords, is there anything you like?"

Chen Feng looked at those swords in surprise, and immediately revealed an expression of great shock, because all of these long swords were razor-sharp blades with cold light.

"In the Slaughter City, you cannot use your martial soul and soul skills, but you can use the sword. Don't forget that our Chen family has been practicing swords for generations. And the sword does not necessarily need to rely on soul skills!

In this killing city, you cannot use soul skills, so you can hone your sword skills better!"

Chen Xin looked at Chen Feng and said seriously.

After hearing this, Chen Feng nodded slightly and said, "Grandpa, I understand. This is what you call 'enlightenment'."

Chen Xin immediately smiled and said, "Yes, the most important thing for sword cultivation is martial arts. In a situation where you don't rely on soul skills, you can better understand your own swordsmanship!"

"Ok!"

Chen Feng nodded solemnly, then walked to a row of shelves in the secret room, picked up a sword, and observed it carefully. He had already determined that if he wanted to become stronger, he must first comprehend his own way.

Moreover, all the swords in this secret room, without exception, are precious swords. One can imagine what kind of swordsman Chen Xin was when he was young.

Chen Xin's words made Chen Feng suddenly enlightened. It turned out that sword cultivators could not only rely on martial arts, but also improve their sword skills through understanding themselves.

Chen Feng held the sword, closed his eyes, and thought quietly. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze became extremely firm. He suddenly felt that his understanding of the sword had deepened a little bit.

At this moment, the long sword in the secret room suddenly began to shake.

Chichichi——

As Chen Feng gained more insights, those long swords seemed to be chirping!

Suddenly, a sharp sword intent emanated from Chen Feng. Chen Feng grasped the sword and gently slashed it. In an instant, the entire room was filled with sword energy.

When the sword energy fell on the wall, it left a trail of marks.

Chen Xin looked at Chen Feng and nodded with satisfaction. Chen Feng was indeed worthy of being the blood of the Chen family. His talent was simply enchanting.

At this moment, in a corner of the secret room, a rusty broken sword flew towards Chen Feng.

The tip of the broken sword was broken and looked rusty, but when it just touched Chen Feng, a strong sword intent instantly burst out!

This strong sword intent made Chen Feng couldn't help but take two steps back. At this moment, his face was also filled with excitement. He stared at the sword with his eyes and muttered to himself: "This... Could this be..."

At this moment, the broken sword seemed to be stimulated by something and made a buzzing sound. Then, it broke away from the dust and wind and soared into the sky.

Chen Feng hurriedly chased after it, only to see that the broken sword was actually floating in the air, the sword body trembling, as if it had encountered something terrifying, and it kept shaking.

"Owner!"

Suddenly, the broken sword made a clear female voice, and then it suddenly drilled into Chen Feng's mind.

"what……"

In an instant, a strong pain spread throughout Chen Feng's body, and he even couldn't help but let out a scream. Chen Feng felt as if his head was about to explode, and he felt dizzy.

Chen Feng covered his head with his hands, fell to the ground, and wailed.

This sudden change frightened Chen Xin, and he immediately ran to Chen Feng's side, helped Chen Feng up, and asked with concern: "Xiao Feng, are you okay?"

Chen Feng raised his head with difficulty and said weakly: "No...it's okay. Grandpa...you...don't have to worry about me!"

Chen Xin looked at this scene in great shock. At this time, Chen Feng also slowly recovered.

Chen Xin looked at the rusty sword in Chen Feng's hand and asked, "What's going on? How come there is such a rusty sword in our sword storage room?"

"Grandpa, you don't know the origin of this broken sword?" Chen Feng asked Chen Xin with some surprise.

Chen Xin shook his head and said, "I don't know, it may have been left in this sword storage room a long time ago, but since it appeared in this sword storage room, it must be a precious sword.

It's just a pity that it's a broken and rusty sword. Xiaofeng, please get a new one!"

Chen Feng stared at the broken sword, as if it contained an extremely terrifying power. He immediately asked, "Grandpa, did you hear a voice just now, a woman's voice?"

"A voice?" Chen Xin looked at Chen Feng in confusion and asked, "There are only my grandfather and grandson here, how could we hear a woman's voice? Xiao Feng, are you affected by the sword energy and have hallucinations?"

At that moment, Chen Feng looked at the broken sword with even greater surprise, because he clearly heard the word "master".

Could it be that this broken sword has recognized its master?

Chen Feng's eyes became more determined, and he immediately looked at Chen Xin and said, "Grandpa, I want this broken sword."

"What?" There was a hint of surprise in Chen Xin's eyes.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "This sword is destined to be with me, and it flew into my hands automatically. This is enough to prove that this is fate. Therefore, I want this broken sword!"

After hearing this, Chen Xin nodded slightly and said, "But this broken sword is not sharp. In addition to this broken sword, you can choose another one to take away!"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Grandpa, that's not necessary. I believe in this sword. You also said that any sword that can enter our sword storage room is not a common thing. This broken sword is naturally not a common thing.

So, I’ll take it.”

"Okay, since that's the case, grandpa won't force you. But this broken sword is nameless, so you should give it a name!" Chen Xin looked at Chen Feng and continued.

"The broken sword has no name, so how about just calling it Wuming?" Chen Feng said immediately.

"Nameless. Nameless is famous, famous is nameless, hahaha, what a good name!" Chen Xin laughed immediately.

Chen Feng held the broken sword in his hand and immediately felt a warmth coming. He knew that this broken sword was definitely a peerless sword!