It was not the glorious sun that fell from the sky, nor a certain star, but a knife!

Everyone present was playing with knives, but at the same time they were frightened by a knife, and before the tea party began, they slapped these knife players in the face.

Whew!

What's even more terrifying is that the statue of the sage on the stone pillar was shattered by this falling knife.

In just a moment, thousands of stone pillars became bright, and the night hung upside down, and the wonders of the stars like lamps disappeared at the same time.

The sun is shining, the sun is reappearing, and the heat is shining down.

But the heart of the swordsman on the scene couldn't be warmed, his heart was as cold as water, and he was in a cold sweat. Some of the outermost swordsmen even trembled, unable to believe that there were such strong knives in the world.

Inside the villa, in a quiet study, Wu Xiaotian's heart trembled violently.

Putting down the ancient book in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the unknown starry sky, a thousand meters, ten thousand meters, a hundred thousand meters, a million meters...... Thousands of meters away, he finally saw it.

The bright starry sky, in the vastness, there was a black chariot, galloping wildly.

In the dark night, in the starry sky, in this infinite universe, it seems unremarkable. But in Wu Xiaotian's eyes, it was not a carriage, nor a person, but a knife that pierced the sky.

It was not to fly to this Heavenly Sword Inn, nor to the thousands of swordsmen in the central square, but to his sword king Wu Xiaotian!

Click!

I couldn't suppress the stirring emotions in my heart, and the ancient books in my hands were shattered, turned into crumbs, and danced in the study.

Sunlight shone in through the window, and the house was full of confetti, like snow, falling down.

Wu Xiaotian's head was full of black hair, and at some point, it turned snow-white, and the whole person was hundreds of years old.

He knew that from the moment he saw that person, he was no longer the king of swords. Although the other party's cultivation is not as good as him, his achievements in the Dao of Knives have completely surpassed him.

Looking back for a moment, let the snow dye the green silk. All the senses are gone by the flowing water, and the floating name floats with the clouds.

Wu Xiaotian, a generation of sword kings, can afford to take it and put it down, without any nostalgia or resentment.

"I haven't seen each other for five years, and I really walked out of another path, which can be regarded as worthy of my original fight, fighting for my life. Wu Xiaotian smiled abruptly, sat down again, and didn't say much.

Even other supremes can't see through Xiao Chen's true identity after the disguise, but Wu Xiaotian, who is the sword king, no matter how Xiao Chen hides it, will recognize him at first sight.

The king of the knife recognizes people, does not recognize faces, does not recognize knives, only recognizes the heart, and recognizes the heart of a swordsman.

Wu Xiaotian can put it down and see it openly, but the many new-generation swordsmen on the stone pillars in the central square are arrogant and shocking, how can they be convinced.

"Brother Wen, what's going on, whose knife?"

Looking at the shining blade, after calming down, many people asked Wen Ziran.

Some of the swordsmen present were suspicious in their hearts, and a small number of people who had seen this knife had already recognized it, but they were not sure yet.

Wen Ziran had seen this knife, and he was so impressed that he recognized it at first sight. First surprised, then surprised, the Shadowless Sword King still didn't miss the appointment in the end.

But looking at the faces of the swordsmen present, he complained bitterly in his heart, this shadowless sword king was playing a little big.

Faced with the questions of many swordsmen, he couldn't help but answer, and after being silent for a long time, Wen Ziran whispered: "It's the knife of the Shadowless Sword King!"

"It's really him!"

"I guessed that it was his arrogant blade, I had seen it once. ”

"It's so magnificent, if you don't come, you won't come, what does this mean now, you don't take us in your eyes at all!"

The swordsman on the stone pillar buzzed and immediately exploded, and the dissatisfaction in his words was very obvious.

However, this is also normal, and anyone sitting on the stone pillar will feel uncomfortable. slapped in the face, it wasn't like this, the will of the sages was shattered, and even the face of the ancestors was slapped again.

In fact, this was really a big misunderstanding, Xiao Chen just wanted to go to the appointment on time.

It had been many years since he had focused all of his sword intent on a single blade, and this was the only way he could think of to get to the appointment on time.

The knife of the swordsman can represent the swordsman himself, no matter from which aspect, it makes sense to go to the meeting with a knife.

It was not his original intention to disperse the will of the swordsman, he really didn't concentrate all his sword intent, and the blade of arrogance couldn't fall from such a distance.

The earth-shattering changes made the whole scene noisy, and no one expected that there would be such a show at the tea party.

Wen Ziran was a little helpless, and after waving his hand to stop the noise, he said in a deep voice: "Calm down, the Shadowless Sword King has personally handed over the invitation, and it is not a miss to go to the meeting with a knife." Let this matter not be debated, and whoever is not convinced can go and cut off his sword on the altar. ”

The black stone pillar is the platform of this tea party, and as long as you occupy it, you have to accept the challenge of others.

No one has ever occupied this black stone pillar, and that's why.

"Shadowless Sword King, you have any objections. ”

Wen Ziran looked at the arrogant blade on the stone pillar and asked.

"Pointless. ”

Wow!

On the stone pillar, the dust condensed, turned into an ordinary figure, stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrogant blade, and said calmly.

Xiao Chen in the chariot, separated by millions of miles, burned most of his mana, and finally used his fingers as soldiers.

Such a scene shocked the others, why did there suddenly have an extra clone.

"When I encountered some trivial matters on the way, the deity could not go to the meeting on time, so I could only go to the meeting with a knife, cast some side paths, and condense a half-deity clone to discuss the Tao. I apologize for the disrespect. ”

The clone held the knife and said to the four directions.

Some people scoffed, saying that it was hypocritical, and some people nodded secretly, this Shadowless Sword King is still relatively humble.

"Are you really the Shadowless Sword King?"

Among the thirty-six stone pillars in the innermost area, one person stood up, his eyes burning with war, and asked a little aggressively.

"If it is fake, the knife in the hand can prove it. ”

"Okay, then I, Xu Zilan, will meet you today.

Xu Zilan's voice fell, and without hesitation, he directly killed Xiao Chen's clone who pointed to the soldiers and condensed them.

Everyone immediately held their breath and stared, stopped talking, and watched carefully. Although Xu Zilan is not one of the top ten swordsmen of the new generation, he is also a character who is almost the same, and being able to have one more place in the thirty-six stone pillars in the innermost area is remarkable in itself.

The two figures quickly fought.

The light and shadow flickered, the shape shifted, Xu Zilan was famous for his fast knife, and Xiao Chen observed its characteristics so that he could fight quickly.

On the narrow stone pillar, between the fish and dragon tricks, there are thousands of changes, and after ten moves.

The two figures separated, Xu Zilan's face was pale, and the extra knife on his neck was holding, so he didn't dare to move.

"I lost. ”

said that it was ten moves, but the two of them fought fast, and ten moves were only a breath, and some swordsmen didn't even understand how Xu Zilan was defeated.

Only the real master sees the affection, Xu Zilan was extremely miserable, all ten moves were defeated, every time he made a knife, there was an extra wound on his body, and after ten moves, he couldn't even defend the vital point.

In the future, I am afraid that Xu Zilan will no longer dare to call himself a fast knife.

"Agreed, you are fast enough, but you still lack a body method. The body method does not have to be top-notch, but it must be suitable for yourself, because everyone's body is different, and you don't mind when the realm is low. But when the realm is high, you must find the right body method for your body, and you really can't find one that can be adapted or created by yourself. ”

Xiao Chen arched his hand and said.

Xu Zilan thought for a moment, some questions seemed to be opened, and after a while, he arched his hand and said, "Thank you." ”

All of a sudden, the scene became quieter, and everyone felt a little less like a person on the same level as the Shadowless Sword King.

Although the aura on this person's body is obviously not as good as that of the king, among the emperors, there is no special imperial aura of the kings.

But he just has this feeling, above the knife path, and he is not at the same level at all.

"I'm coming!"

After half a silence, Ghost Shadow Knife Zhao Feng got up and made this difficult decision.

"Count me in on the penalty!"

Previously, he first used the topic of the Shadowless Sword King to blame Wen Ziran's punishment, and at this time, he also stood up. It's just that the arrogance in his eyes has long been subdued and has become dignified.

The two new generation of sword kings, shooting at the same time, seems to be a little out of order.

But no one seems to think that there is anything wrong, just because the person who wants to fight is the Shadowless Sword King!