Chapter 321: Wandering Youth
Sou......
The speed of the big man is very fast, like a cannonball.
But just as he was close to the Sword Tomb, a little light appeared on the runes on the surface of the Sword Tomb, and then a wisp of golden sword intent burst out.
The golden sword intent was unstoppable, and it was very sharp.
There is a feeling that nothing is broken.
Bang......
Under this wisp of sword intent, the big man's hair stood on end, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
He didn't dare to be careless, and smashed it out.
The fist surged and turned into a huge mountain.
But this mountain condensed by fist intent mixed with true yuan was easily torn apart like tissue paper in front of the golden sword intent, and the big man did not have the slightest strength to resist, and the whole person was broken in half like firewood in an axe.
Burst......
A blood mist burst out directly.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
It's too strong, isn't it?
Just one sword intent from the Sword Tomb killed a celestial!
The Southeast Sword Lord has fallen for thousands of years, but the sword intent left on the Sword Tomb still has this terrifying power, and it is hard to imagine how terrifying it was when he was alive.
"It's really worthy of being a strong man who was known as the first person in the southeast kendo thousands of years ago, I'm afraid that when he was in his heyday, ordinary warriors were not his opponents, this kind of kendo can be really terrifying......"
Ye Qingfeng muttered, his eyes showing reverence.
And the rest of the sword cultivators were also in awe.
"The fate in the Sword Tomb, I am going to make a decision. ”
Not far from Ye Qingfeng and the others, a confident voice came.
A few people looked over and saw a group of East China Sea sword cultivators walking slowly.
And the one who spoke up just now was a white-robed young man at the front.
"This guy is so confident. ”
Ye Xun chuckled.
"Don't underestimate him, this person is the Daozi of Yunxiao Island in the East China Sea, and he is also one of the thirty-six sword shows, and his strength may be even higher than yours. ”
"Oh, yes, I'd like to give it a try. ”
Ye Xun's eyes showed a little warlike intent.
As if feeling Ye Xun's gaze, Lei Feiming also turned around, and the two looked at each other, as if they collided with lightning in the air.
"Oh, Nanling Sword Cultivator. ”
Lei Feiming retracted his gaze, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Nanling Kendo is one level weaker than Donghai.
As one of the thirty-six sword shows in the East China Sea and one of the best swordsmen among the younger generation of kendo, Lei Feiming naturally looked down on Nanling Sword Cultivation.
"This guy is really infuriating. ”
Ye Xun frowned and said.
"Haha, Holy Land Elder Ye, Holy Lord, don't come unharmed. ”
Zeng Bin, the owner of Yunxiao Island, stepped forward and said with a faint smile.
And the Holy Lord, Ye Qingfeng also bowed his hand slightly.
"Master Zeng, long time no see. ”
"Oh, it's been a long time. ”
A few bigwigs are greeting each other.
And the remaining young sword cultivators under the heavenly beings were also secretly looking at each other, but the sword cultivators on the East China Sea side had a look of arrogance between their eyebrows, looking at the group of holy land sword cultivators, their eyes revealing disdain.
"Haha, Master Zeng. ”
A heroic laugh came.
I saw Yuan Cang, the sect leader of the Cangming Sword Sect, walking slowly with a group of Sword Sect sword cultivators, and the one who followed Yuan Cang was undoubtedly the Sword Sect Daozi Xue Feifu.
Seeing that another batch of Nanling sword cultivators came, the sword cultivators of Yunxiao Island didn't care, only Su Huiyun, who was bored and was watching Yi Changqing's biography, raised her head slightly, and glanced at Xue Feifu in surprise.
"It seems that in addition to idols, there are also a few geniuses who can barely get on the stage in Nanling Sword Cultivation, heh, this trip to the Sword Tomb is a bit interesting. ”
Xue Feixu seemed to feel something, and also raised her head and glanced at Su Huiyun.
The two looked at each other, bowed slightly, and then ignored them.
In the Holy Land, Ye Xun kept staring at Su Huiyun.
To be precise, she stared at the book in her hand, with a strange look on her face, "Biography of Yi Changqing? What kind of book is this, it actually has the same name and surname as Brother Yi, is it possible that someone else wrote a book for Brother Yi?"
Ye Xun shook his head and smiled, feeling that this idea was too ridiculous.
Brother Yi has only been in the East China Sea for a year.
Within a year, someone wrote a book for him, just kidding.
The Holy Land, the Cangming Sword Sect, and the tripartite forces of Yunxiao Island have arrived.
Then, the people of Songlong Island and Tianfang Island also came.
They also brought a lot of excellent sword cultivators.
Like Yunxiao Island, these sword cultivators also looked down on Nanling sword cultivators, and they were very unhappy to see Ye Xun, Xue Feixu and other sword cultivators.
"These guys are too blind. ”
Next to Ye Xun, Lin Yixi, the number one on the sword list, said.
"It's just, it's infuriating. ”
Another sword list swordsman was also annoyed.
"Heh, this is also a helpless thing, if it is about the overall strength of martial arts, my Nanling is not weak in Donghai, but the overall strength of Lunkendo, Donghai is better than my Nanling, and it is normal for them to be arrogant. ”
Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly and said lightly.
Not to mention anything else, just the thirty-six sword shows, any one of them can win the top ten on the Nanling sword list, and as soon as these sword shows come out, the advantage of fighting for the opportunity of the sword tomb this time will be accounted for by the East China Sea.
Bang, bang......
At this moment, an incomparably heavy footstep sounded.
Everyone felt as if the ground was trembling.
"What's the situation?"
"Look, that's an army?"
"Damn, where does this power come from? ”
"Why are those palanquin drivers so big, Lux?"
Not far away, I saw an army dressed in golden armor and awe-inspiring swords slowly approaching, and behind them, there were four strong men as tall as three zhang, with a strong physique like a hill, carrying a canopy, as if it was made of gold, and there were countless patterns carved on it.
The pride is very large, and there are at least a dozen people in it.
And from it, there were faint bursts of laughter.
"Golden armor, with a golden sword at the waist, it's a golden sword guard!"
Ye Qingfeng said with some surprise as if he had thought of something.
At this time, those golden sword guards also survived.
Several strong men put the proud son on the ground, as if putting down a small mountain, the ground was shaken, and then a golden sword guard stepped forward to open the curtain of the proud son, at this time, everyone also saw the situation inside the arrogant.
The inside of that pride is even more gorgeous than the outside.
Soft mat jade pillow, jade screen.
And in it sat a young man with half-exposed clothes and a jade wine jug, the young man looked feminine, holding a pretty woman with a bumpy figure in his arms, and there were two beautiful women with different postures rubbing his shoulders behind him, and one helping him beat his legs, a total of four big beauties.
From time to time, the young man played with the sensitive parts of several beauties, teasing a few women to laugh, looking at the eyebrows of everyone present frowning slightly, and some female sword cultivators showed disgust.
"Shizi, the Sword Tomb has arrived. ”
A golden sword guard lowered his head and said respectfully to the young man.
When the young man heard this, he let go of the beautiful woman in his arms, tidied up his clothes and walked out of the arrogant son, looking at the majestic sword tomb in front of him, his eyes lit up, "Is this the sword tomb left by the former southeast sword master, haha, it is a good opportunity, with this opportunity, I can also break through the heavens with peace of mind." ”
Between the words, it seems that the opportunity in the sword tomb is his own.
Hearing this, many sword cultivators present were even more dissatisfied.
(End of chapter)