Located on an isolated island thirty miles west of Wangyou Ghost City.

A black shadow was sitting on a small hill with a sword in his arms, his whole body was filled with strong sword intent, and wisps of black sword light flew around him in disorder.

After he noticed that a small boat was about to lean on the island shore, his eyes first looked at a simple wooden house in the north.

There was also a man inside carefully wiping a long sword. Just as the sword trembled slightly, the tenderness in his eyes was clearly visible.

“A guest is here.”

The sound from his ear made the man sigh softly, and then gently hugged the sword into his arms. As he took a step, his figure had already appeared on the island shore.

"The island entry fee is one hundred contribution per person a day."

Qiao Ba raised his eyebrows first and looked at Wang Chongyang who was reaching out to ask for money in front of him, and then turned his gaze to Luo Xinghun who was standing aside.

Luo Xinghun took out the token of voice transmission. After a while of fiddling, a ding sound rang out. Wang Chongyang took out the token in his arms expressionlessly, confirmed that the balance was received, and nodded and said:

"In addition to the core, you can visit freely. If you want to enter the core to sharpen the sword heart, you need to pay more. In addition, if you can successfully condense into a sword mountain after leaving your insights, you will be rewarded with a contribution value of at least 10,000 points.

And the reward will also depend on the size of the sword mountain you have gathered."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Then Wang Chongyang pointed to a small hill in the distance, where a black shadow was sitting on it with a sword.

"That's the sword condensed by Black Thirteen... Well, just think it's Jianshan." Looking at the small pile of earth, Wang Chongyang's words came to his mouth, and he circled it twice before saying it, "He is the lowest-level one, that is, the reward of 10,000 contribution value.

As long as you comprehend the sword intent on the sword mountain you condensed, it will help you improve your own sword skills.

In addition, each sword here has its own will. If you are lucky and get the recognition of one of the swords, you can take it away. Of course, this also costs contribution value. Depending on the attribute level of the long sword, its value is different.

If the sword you took away is destroyed outside, you can take it back for repair, and that's another price.

Is there anything else to ask?"

Qiao Ba first looked at the long sword flying all over the sky, looked at a lonely hill not far away, and then looked at Wang Chongyang, who was serious on his face but was asking for money every word he said, and it felt quite wonderful.

However, he could also feel that after stepping into the Futu Sword Island, every wood and stone that came into view exuded a unique sword intent. The ground seemed to be a scratch that was left unintentionally, and it was all a delicate sword move.

At this moment, Qiao Ba first understood what Luo Xinghun said, and it was a pity that he was not a swordsman before.

Because for swordsmen, this place is simply the dream holy land of swordsmanship. Once they come here, they are even more than they want to come out even if they are stuck in the soil.

At this moment, a deafening sword sound suddenly sounded, and a black long sword shot out from the center of the island, and the grand sword pressure was fully released!

On this Futu Sword Island, nearly two-thirds of the long swords chose to bow their heads and surrender, while the remaining one-third made a sword sound unwillingly!

"It started again..." Wang Chongyang sighed helplessly.

Qiao Baxian said curiously: "Is it? A sword?"
Chapter completed!