South China Sea, Wanjian Sea Area.

The Sea of Ten Thousand Swords is the base camp of Ten Thousand Swordsmen, and most of the islands are owned by Ten Thousand Swordsmen.

Hongluo Island, named after the shape that resembles a huge red conch, Hongluofang City is one of the seven large markets in the Wanjian Sea and is also the venue for the sword fighting competition.

As the sword fighting conference approached, the Ten Thousand Swords Sea became very lively, and sword cultivators from all over the world continued to rush to the Ten Thousand Swords Sea Area.

Sword cultivation is known as invincible at the same level, and every sword cultivator is extremely confident in himself, and Wanjianmen continues to send more patrol monks to prevent anyone from making trouble.

Liu Shengzu has been a disciple of Wanjianmen for three generations, his qualifications are ordinary, relying on the shadow of his ancestors, he has successfully entered the foundation building period, and is currently cultivating to the sixth layer of foundation building, and is responsible for leading the patrol.

On this day, as usual, he patrolled with a team of disciples.

Suddenly, several rays of light appeared in the distant sky, and the speed of the light was very fast.

Liu Sheng hurriedly stopped, and the others followed.

Ten couldn't breathe, and the light stopped in the void a hundred zhang away opposite Liu Sheng and the others.

In the light, two men and one woman appeared.

A tall young man in a green shirt, he carried a cyan sword box with exquisite patterns carved on the sword box, a young man in red with handsome facial features, he carried a red giant sword on his back, a red gourd hanging from his waist, a young woman in a white dress in her early thirties, she carried three white flying swords, and there was a trace of heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

The young man in red and the young woman in the blue dress had a black carved pattern on their clothes, which seemed to represent something.

Liu Sheng saw the black carving pattern on the clothes of the two, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, and said: "Junior Wanjianmen Liu Sheng, meet Dugu's senior, I don't know if there is anything that can help the senior?"

The Dugu family on Condor Island is one of the top ten immortal cultivators in the South China Sea, with a heritage of more than 10,000 years, and the masters in the clan are like clouds, with a profound heritage, and the Dugu family is not much worse than Wanjianmen.

There are no marks on the clothes of the young man in green shirts, but he can stay with the monk of the Dugu family, and he is not an ordinary person.

"We're going to Hongluo Island and continue south, right?"

The young man in the green shirt asked casually, he was none other than Wang Qingshan.

After leaving Sea Cucumber Island, Wang Qingshan went straight to the Sea of Ten Thousand Swords, and he met two sword cultivators in the Yudan period on the way.

"Exactly, the three seniors just need to continue to move south, because there are too many seniors who have been to Hongluo Island recently, and our Wanjianmen has opened a partial ban, and it is twenty miles away from Hongluo Island, there will be a ban on the air, and you can only use spirit beasts to travel, and I hope the three seniors understand. ”

Liu Sheng said respectfully.

The young man in red nodded and said, "Got it, Wang Daoyou, let's speed up!"

After he said this, the red light on his body was great, and a red sword light appeared under him, and the red sword light carried him to the sky, and the speed was very fast.

Wang Qingshan and the young woman in the white dress glanced at each other, turned into two rays of light and followed.

After a cup of tea, they involuntarily landed towards the sea.

The sea in front of him was frozen, the ice was several feet thick, exuding a biting chill, and there were many spirit beasts carrying immortal cultivators and running on the ice.

Wang Qingshan didn't care, with a slight flick of his wrist, the three cunning flew out of the spirit beast bead, he jumped onto the back of the three cunning, the three cunning comprehended, and ran forward quickly, very fast.

Sanshou has been domesticated by Wang Qingshan for a hundred years, and he is already very honest.

The red-shirted youth released a three-foot red turtle with palm-sized red scales on its back and a slender tail.

The young man in the red shirt and the young woman in the white dress walked to the back of the red turtle, and the speed of the red turtle was no slower than that of the three cunning.

Wang Qingshan rode forward with three cunning songs while observing the immortal cultivators in front of him.

They were men and women, old and young, with sword cases on their backs or flying swords on their backs, and a few monks were empty-handed.

The markings on their clothes are varied, apparently from different forces.

A quarter of an hour later, they came to Hongluo Island, where there was a huge city, the walls of which stretched for hundreds of miles, more than 30 zhang high.

The market is very large, the streets are full of people, most of the immortal cultivators on the street are sword cultivators, and the shops on both sides of the street are mainly selling flying swords or materials for refining flying swords.

"Walking by, they all came over to take a look, the complete set of flying swords made of deep sea cold iron is extremely powerful. ”

"The fire attribute flying sword refined with Xuanhuo Crystal, a thousand-year-old shop, the quality is guaranteed, come in and take a look. ”

"Sword boxes, sword bags, reservations are accepted, come in and have a look. ”

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The shouting continued, and it looked very lively.

In the distance, there is a huge statue, the statue is a majestic old man in a green shirt, he is carrying a giant sword, looking into the distance.

"Is this the City of Sword Cultivation? ”

The young man in red muttered to himself, looking a little excited.

Hongluofang City is a large square market opened by Wanjianmen, during the sword fighting conference, a large number of sword repairs gather on Hongluo Island, therefore, Hongluofang City is also known as the city of sword repair.

Wang Qingshan smiled slightly, and proposed: "Dugu Daoyou, I heard that there is a statue of a sword cultivator in the center of Fang City, let's go over and take a look!"

The young man in red is called Dugu Huaide, with five layers of Yudan, and the young woman in the white dress is called Dugu Huairong, with four layers of Yudan.

"Of course, it's not easy to come here, and I have to go to see Senior Song. ”

After a cup of tea, they came to a huge bluestone square.

In the center of the square is a huge statue, the statue is more than 20 zhang high, next to the statue, there is a silver stele three zhang high, which is written with the life deeds of the statue: Song Junting, the elder of Wanjianmen, more than 5,000 years ago, the barbarians and the demon clan united to deal with the human race, the human race has countless casualties, Song Junting killed the barbarian hinterland alone, killed the high priest and a number of priests of the barbarians, forced the barbarians to retreat, the human race repelled the attack of the demon clan, and the descendants carved a monument to commemorate Song Junting.

On the ground around the statue, thousands of flying swords are inserted.

Hundreds of sword cultivators bowed to the statue of Song Junting one after another, looking respectful, and Wang Qingshan and the three of them also saluted to the statue.

"The predecessors of the Song Dynasty entered the hinterland of the barbarians and forced the barbarians to retreat, which is really a model for our generation. ”

Dugu Huaide sighed lightly and sighed.

Since then, the barbarians have been in a state of decline, their power has been shrinking, and it is estimated that in a few thousand years, the barbarians will no longer exist. ”

A short, stocky man in a yellow shirt said with a smile.

Dugu Huairong shook his head and said: "The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, the barbarian race is not so easy to perish, then again, the barbarian is born with a body cultivation, and the physical body is very strong, and the average immortal cultivator can't help the barbarian monk, so let's cultivate the sword a little better." ”

"There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, the barbarians still have masters, Gu Luo is known as the first person in the barbarian clan, he is also in Hongluofang City, which of you has the ability, find him to learn." ”

A somewhat playful man's voice suddenly sounded.