At the beginning, after the battle with the Demon God Emperor without injury at night, all the warriors of the Temple Alliance wore white scarves on their heads and wore linen and filial piety for them.
It was precisely because of that battle that the status of the Warrior Temple in the alliance skyrocketed.
It's a pity that in a hundred years, the Warrior Temple has never had a genius like Ye Wuxian.
This is the first time Long Haochen has seen the statue of Night Injury, his appearance is not as outstanding as his fame, it looks like he is just an ordinary person, the statue is carved into the posture of Night Injury's horizontal sword on his chest, faintly exuding the spirit of vertical and horizontal eyes.
However, after watching for a short time, Long Haochen shook his head gently.
Xu Zhongliang's face changed, "Captain Long, you are" Long Haochen sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that this statue is.
There is no carving out the sword intent of the predecessors who are harmless at night.
The statue is just a dead thing. ” In fact, this statue of the Night Unharmed is already a master's work, but it can't stand the end of the first floor of the Tower of Eternity, which Long Haochen has ever seen, and the statue of the Necromantic Holy Law God and the Sleeping Calamity Electrolux has really touched him too much.
It perfectly reproduces the powerful aura of the god of law, and even the demeanor and thoughts are revealed.
It's like a real person.
In comparison, this statue that is unharmed at night is naturally much worse.
Xu Zhongliang's good impression just now suddenly disappeared after listening to Long Haochen's words, and he said in a deep voice: "Captain Long, please don't judge the heroic statue of our Warrior Temple.
Otherwise, even if you're a demon hunter, I'll challenge you. to maintain the dignity of the warrior temple. ” Long Haochen was slightly stunned, and then realized that his words were a little abrupt, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you."
It's me Meng Lang.
It's just that the predecessor of the night without injury was the thousand-year-old sword of the year, and it was a pity that his sword intent was not expressed through the statue.
If we can do that, maybe someone will be able to learn something from it. ” Xu Zhongliang looked at Long Haochen seriously, and thought to himself that this young man didn't seem to be a fake, sighed, and said, "It's too difficult to reveal Ye Shuai's sword intent through the statue.
Even back then, under the descendants who followed Ye Shuai, none of them could truly simulate Ye Shuai's sword intent, let alone now. ” "Night Shuai" Long Haochen asked curiously.
Xu Zhongliang said: "Ye Shuai is not only the master of our warrior temple, but also the commander of the three armies of the Southeast Fortress at that time.
The seniors all called him the old man in this way. ” Long Haochen nodded silently and said, "Hall Master Xu, I don't know when I will be able to meet your temple master."
Xu Zhongliang was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, this kid really wants to see the hall master, and he seems to think of himself too much.
Long Haochen naturally saw the question in his heart, and said earnestly: "Hall Master Xu, there are three things I have come to the Warrior Temple this time, and I can ask you for help with two of them, but the most important thing is that I must meet the hall master. ” Xu Zhongliang frowned slightly, and said, "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, the hall master is busy with affairs." ” Long Haochen faced the statue in front of him and said lightly: "What if it's about the night without hurting the seniors?"
"Hmm" Xu Zhongliang was taken aback, "Regarding the head of the Night Shuai Dragon, can you tell me what is the matter first?"
Long Haochen didn't take it seriously, nodded, and said, "The suggestion I made just now, I think, I should be able to do it."
I can make this statue have the sword intent of the night handsome. ” Xu Zhongliang gasped, no matter how much he didn't believe it, he didn't open his mouth to question Long Haochen, because he knew very well that even if the leader of an emperor-level demon hunting group was here, he would never make such a joke with the Warrior Temple.
If it's really just a joke, it's too much damage to the Warrior Temple.
No one can afford it.
"Captain Long, you, you" Xu Zhongliang was a little unsure of how to express his current emotions.
Of course, he hoped that all this was true, but the dragon leader in front of him was too young.
Long Haochen raised his right hand and said earnestly, "I just came from the Holy City with my team's companions.
I don't know if your warrior temple has received the news, about a few months ago, there was an awakening of the divine sword used by the predecessors of the night in the Holy City."
Xu Zhongliang obviously felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, of course they had heard about this matter, and the Warrior Temple had sent a deputy hall master to investigate the matter in person.
However, when he found Ye Weiyang, Ye Weiyang, Ye Weiyang, who said nothing and refused to reveal who obtained Ye Shuai's heavy sword.
Just that if that person wanted to, he would naturally contact the Warrior Temple.
Moreover, Excalibur has already recognized that man as the master, because that man is a knight, so it is impossible to return to the warrior temple.
This incident shook the upper echelons of the Warrior Temple, but Ye Weiyang, as the descendants of the Night Shuai, they couldn't force it no matter what.
I can only secretly look for this knight who has inherited the aria of the goddess of light of the Night Innocence Divine Sword.
Even ask the Knights Templar to cooperate.
However, months passed, and the one never appeared.
At this moment, hearing Long Haochen mention this matter, Xu Zhongliang's shock can be imagined, and what shocked him even more was still to come.
Xu Zhongliang saw Long Haochen's right hand, a right hand that was completely bright gold, a soft golden light quietly rose, and then, an awe-inspiring sword intent suddenly bloomed.
The golden giant sword was already raised above its head, the spirit bead at the tip of the sword emitted a brilliant golden light, the sword intent not only emanated from this divine sword, but also spread out from Long Haochen's body, the impact that this moment brought to Xu Zhongliang was too great.
Just standing there, what Long Haochen brought to him was an incomparable human sword unity.
You must know that as the deputy hall master of the Furious War Hall, Xu Zhongliang's own spiritual power cultivation has exceeded 90,000, and he is an eighth-order peak powerhouse.
But at this moment, facing Long Haochen, he actually had a very small feeling.
Not only him, but everyone who was passing through the halls of the Warrior Sanctuary stopped because of the sudden golden light.
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Of course, they won't have any hostility, that's the light attribute, it can't be an enemy.
Next, the monstrous sword intent made everyone stunned.
At this moment, they even had the illusion that the golden figure was the real Yeshuai statue, and the tall one on the other side was just a dead thing.
The contrast was too strong, the powerful sword intent seemed to pierce the vault of the warrior temple, and the figure of the sword was even taller.
After nearly a year of retreat, Long Haochen's harvest can be imagined, and his inheritance is not only the divine sword of the Goddess of Light Aria itself, but also its sword intent.
At the same time, he also fused this sword intent with the comprehension he had gained from repelling Po's sword when he was awakened by the Divine Favor.
Formed his own unique sword intent.
Undoubtedly, this is the help brought to him by the powerful talent of the Divine Grace, to be precise, there is a certain difference between the sword intent that Long Haochen displayed at this time and the night without injury back then, and it is far from being compared with the comprehension that Ye Wushu completely attached himself to the sword.
However, what he held in his hand was the aria of the goddess of light, and with the assistance of sword intent, how could he not shake the entire warrior temple Xu Zhongliang was the first to perform the highest warrior salute to the goddess of light, and then all the warriors present saluted respectfully.
The golden light converged, and the aria of the goddess of light disappeared in Long Haochen's hand, and the powerful sword intent also dispersed.
Looking at Long Haochen's burning gaze, Xu Zhongliang nodded vigorously, "Captain Long, please wait, I will report to the hall master immediately."
With that, he immediately turned and hurried away.
Long Haochen was still standing in place, silently staring at the statue in front of him, although this statue did not have the sword intent of the Bright Sword God who was unharmed at night, but his tragic aura that swept across the field deeply touched Long Haochen's heart.
Vaguely, he had a different understanding of his own sword intent.
This trip to the Warrior Temple was obviously not because of the military chief of Star Search City.
It's just a trivial incident.
The more important thing about his trip is to return the sword intent that is unharmed at night for the warrior temple.
This is also the reason why he insisted on meeting the Lord of the Warrior Temple.
After a short time, from the stairs on the side of the hall, more than ten people rushed down, and the one who walked in front was an old man in a golden robe.
The old man was already full of silver hair, but between the dragons and tigers, there was a strong oppressive force like a mountain toppling.
Xu Zhongliang and some other warrior temple leaders with strong aura all followed behind the old man and came straight towards Long Haochen.
The golden-robed old man's face was full of excitement, and he strode to Long Haochen's side, but Long Haochen still stared at the statue of the thousand-year-old sword as if he didn't see him.
Xu Zhongliang was about to speak, but was stopped by the golden old man raising his hand, a trace of brilliance flashed in the old man's eyes, and he turned around and motioned for everyone to be silent, not to disturb Long Haochen.
He himself stood beside Long Haochen and looked at this handsome young man.
Nearly half an hour passed, Long Haochen's eyes suddenly shone brightly, his left foot stepped forward, and his right hand swung forward like lightning, and faintly, a faint golden light flashed away.
A long cry full of pleasure came out of his mouth, and in the next moment, a sharp roar suddenly remembered in the entire hall.
The roar disappeared in an instant, but the high-level warrior temple leaders standing on the side were shocked one by one, and they all clearly felt the fierceness of Long Haochen's right hand when it was slashed out.
There is no fluctuation of spiritual power, just pure sword intent, what kind of person is this young man "You are Long Haochen" The golden-robed old man finally spoke, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.
Long Haochen was startled, only then did he realize that he was already full of people standing around him, and hurriedly turned around, just in time to meet the emotionally agitated gaze of the old man in the golden robe.
To be continued: