[Chapter 759: The Sword God Enters the Valley, and the Seventh Sword Appears!]

Duckweed Cangsheng and the five great grandmasters stepped into the Wanzai Mountain Moon Leaky Platform, and the five gods lit up, which also completely extinguished the ambition of most young people.

No matter who it is, they don't dare to hope that in the hands of these few people, there is a sword that can win the Eight Laws of the Imperial Sword.

Most of the participants, now the idea is to be able to get one or two swords as heirlooms, of course, among them, there are still many people who are lucky and refuse to give up their decision.

Among them, there was a thin figure, clenched into fists, and a pale face full of determination.

There was also a short shadow in black clothes, who snorted coldly, and he covered his face with a black scarf, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.

"The Wind Sword God is out!"

"Duckweed and the four great masters have already entered, it's time for the Wind Sword God!"

The two of them happened to be standing together, only listening to the people around them talking excitedly, and they couldn't help but look up.

I saw that in front of the golden mist in the valley of Wanzai Mountain and Moon, a white-clothed figure walked in the air, with a bronze ancient sword hanging from his waist, calm and indifferent, and his demeanor was no worse than the five grandmaster-level masters before!

The cheers that this young man received were even higher than those of the ascetic Toutuo and Yun Weixue Zhenren, and they were even higher than the duckweed!

Among them, there are also many women's screams!

Feng Ziyue's popularity is definitely the first person on the Dongming Continent now!

He is young, handsome, swordsmanship like a god, he is simply everyone's idol, although the martial arts of duckweed and the four great masters are high, but they have been famous for a long time, and there is no freshness in the end, how can they be compared with Feng Ziyue?

The thin figure glanced up at Feng Ziyue, and a trace of surprise appeared on his dirty face, and then his face turned red, and he lowered his head again, looked at the saber at his waist, gritted his teeth and turned back.

The black "colored" figure stared at Feng Ziyue's back for a long time, gritting his teeth, and his face "revealed" a fierce "color".

"Hmph, Feng Ziyue, I always want you to die in my hands!"

Regardless of whether others cheered or cursed secretly, Feng Ziyue slid through the air on tiptoe, like a flying swallow throwing into the forest, gently and skillfully burrowing into the valley.

Listening to the roaring sound, among the seven statues, one of the remaining two gloomy statues also had a soaring white light on his body!

Another sword!

The eight methods of the sword have been obtained, and six of them have been obtained!

The premise of opening the Seven Star Seal, the seven swords gather, and there is only one sword left!

"The Wind Sword God really knows how to use a sword!"

"Of course, known as the Sword God, of course, it is impossible not to be invincible in the world, he may have more than one sword!"

This discussion is not wrong, but those who don't know, no matter what, can't guess that Feng Ziyue alone can understand as many as five swords, if it weren't for the four great masters who entered first, then Feng Ziyue's appearance would be too conspicuous.

"Six Swords ......"

The black-clothed man staring at Feng Ziyue's back muttered to himself, his tone was cold.

"I can't imagine that these people can really get together so many swords, presumably among them, there are also my Yan family's Wind Splitting Dragon Teeth, hum, take advantage of it, today, I want you to spit it out one by one!"

He looked around and saw that after many masters entered, a crowd of people rushed towards the valley, and they also followed the crowd into it, without 'revealing' their voices and 'colors'.

The thin figure also stared at the statues and gritted his teeth.

"There are already six swords, Feng Gongzi's sword, it must be our Xiao family's Zhenlong leyline, I ...... No matter what, I will go into the valley to try and regain the glory of our Xiao family!"

He stomped his feet, squeezed into the crowd, and followed the surging flow of people all the way to the valley.

For a long time, there was only one statue left that had not been lit, and there was no response.

The three evils in the world have entered, half of the heads of the eight great families have entered, and the other half have also sent powerful elite disciples into the valley.

The idle masters also stepped into the valley one after another, but until more than half of the people entered the Wanzai Mountain Moon Leaky Platform, the statue of the god still did not change.

Those who watched the excitement couldn't help but be a little worried.

"How did you get here, or do you only have six swords?"

"That's right, the Floating Alliance Lord, the four great grandmasters, plus a Wind Sword God, there are only six swords in total, and the remaining seventh sword, but I don't know if it has been handed down......"

"If the seven swords are not complete, then today's competition is not a waste of time?"

"If the seven swords are not complete, you can't open the seal, and you won't be able to get the next sword Heavenly Sword, and the eight laws of the sword are one, it's a joke!"

"Don't be foolish, this person hasn't entered half of the way in, maybe among the martial artists behind, someone will use this back sword!"

The eight methods of the sword, scattered all over the world, the inheritance has been annihilated without examination, no one knows, a sword should be inherited by what family or sect, although six swords have appeared now, but what is the specific name of the six swords, most people, still don't know.

Whether the latter sword will appear on the people around them or not, no one knows.

In short, when most of the people poured into the valley, when the black-clothed man and the thin human figure happened to pass through the thin golden mist together, with a burst of cheers, the latter idol was finally lit!

Seven swords complete!

Boom –

The audience was deafening.

The seven statues of gods, emitting a brilliant divine light, are connected to each other, just like the rainbow neon, connected into one breath, and the scene in the mountain and moon leakage platform for thousands of years is once again very different!

It was not until this time that the competition of the Eight Laws of the Imperial Sword was officially started!

The duckweed who stepped into the valley and the four great grandmasters looked up together, and saw the divine light on the seven god statues, each with different expressions.

Duckweed Cangsheng sneered on his face, and now, the competition of Wanzai Mountain and Moon has finally entered the right track, but in the same way, he has already been out of his control.

It's that everyone has their own abilities, and after seeing who can laugh, he tightened his steps and flew forward.

And the faces of the four great grandmasters were more or less worried, the ascetic head was reciting the Buddha, Yun Weixue lightly twisted his beard, Bingxin Jingyue's face darkened, and Sun Yunhe took a big sip of wine.

The seven swords have appeared, and the ending is irreversible, which also means that there will be a bloody storm in this valley!

Feng Ziyue held the hilt of his sword, slowly walked on the path between the valleys, and after stepping into the valley, he saw a golden mangs in front of him, and he didn't even see anyone.

He knew that this must be a 'maze' array, and those who stepped into the valley might be randomly teleported to various directions, and could not walk together.

He tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and walked forward slowly but surely.

In front of him, seven statues of gods shone brightly!