Chapter 157: Cambridge, One Yuan Sword King!

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Recite!

As Su Qinian's voice fell, on Shu Mountain, there was a sound of swords, and it was raised in an instant, as if an ocean suddenly boiled, and huge waves hit the sky and shattered stratus clouds.

The sky suddenly became dark, and even the rising sun disappeared.

Is that......

Qin Shu raised his head sharply and looked at the top of Shu Mountain, where did the sky dome become dim for no reason, it was clearly thousands of long swords rushing into the sky, there were too many, and each long sword was pregnant with a sharp edge, and it was clearly a sharp blade with a broken hair.

What a deep heritage!

Su Qinian's eyes were slightly glazed, knowing that this was Shushan showing him the confidence of being a great sect of the Zhenguo.

I saw tens of thousands of broken hair blades across the sky, and then from the top of Shu Mountain, like a hanging sword waterfall, pouring down violently.

What the!

Qin was sad and shocked, and even though a big hand fell and pressed on his shoulder, he saw the figure of the pure white and purple silk robe beside him, his back was like a dragon, his eyes were calm, looking at the falling sword waterfall, his face did not change, and his surging mood gradually calmed down.

Call!

The sword waterfall fell, stirring the wind, until it reached the place three feet in front of Su Qinian's body, and then it came to an abrupt end, and between the rabbit and the falcon, there was no suffocation.

Qin Shuang was shocked to see it, if it weren't for Su Qiannian by his side, he would have dodged a long time ago, and the invisible sword edge made him like a stab in the back.

Bang!

Immediately afterward, the thousands of broken swords that fell in front of the two of them, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a Cambridge that could be several miles long.

Cambridge is suspended in the air, connecting the abyss and Shu Mountain, such a magnificent scene is enough to impress countless people in the rivers and lakes martial arts.

But Su Qiannian only admired slightly, then raised his feet and stepped onto Cambridge.

The top of Shu Mountain.

The nine figures stood side by side, there were men and women, all of them were dressed in Taoist robes, some were old, some were young, but what remained unchanged was the vicissitudes of time on their bodies.

The eyes of the nine people seemed to have crossed the distant void and fell straight to the foot of Shushan Mountain, and the figure of the young man in a pure white and purple silk robe came into view.

"But there is something good about this son. ”

"The heirs of retirement uphold the light, and most of them are rare upright people in the world. ”

"However, the sword was stolen for a long time, and the disciples of Wudang Qingyang Peak are very responsible, and most of this son will not escape the involvement. ”

"Order the One Yuan Sword King to go, test this son first, and then make a plan. ”

......

Miles of Cambridge swaying with the wind, Su Qinian walked slowly, he was really just like an ordinary person, he was carefully understanding the sword path of Shushan, and then confirmed it with his own sword way, and wanted to deduce the birth of the second kind of sword origin mystery.

Qin Shu calmed down instead, he walked quietly, in the ancestral court, the three-inch sword spirit roared softly, and he stepped on the swords, and he actually gave birth to a little closeness.

The sword spirit was conceived by the sword pavilion plank road split by the sword saint of Shushan back then, which naturally fitted with the sword path of Shushan, and in a moment, Qin Shu felt a little edge that he had never felt on weekdays, and his comprehension of the sword path seemed to have opened a door in front of his eyes, and he could set foot in it at any time.

After a stick of incense.

At the end of Cambridge, what comes into view is a platform that can have a radius of miles, and at the end of the platform, there is a stone sword that can be a hundred zhang high.

The stone sword is clumsy, and ordinary people can't sense it, but for a person like Su Qiannian, who has a profound spiritual cultivation, he can feel an extremely profound sharp sword intent from this stone sword, this sword intent is hidden, it seems to be dormant, and it falls into Su Qinian's eyes, this stone sword is like having life.

But soon, Su Qinian's gaze moved away from the stone sword and fell on a young man with black hair and a blue and white robe under the stone sword.

Said to be a young man, Su Qiannian saw the mark of the passage of time from his eyes, this person's age is obviously not as good as it seems, but it will not be very big, Su Qinian estimated, I am afraid that it is around the age of not being confused.

There is only one person under the stone sword, and one person goes out to greet him!

But whether it was Su Qiannian or Qin Xian, they didn't feel that it was Shushan's faux pas, Qin Xian was because he recognized the identity of the other party, and Su Qinian really sensed the sword intent hidden in the other party's body.

This is a sword king!

Stepping on the platform, Su Qiannian stood still and looked at the Shushan Sword King who was alone under the stone sword.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Qinian spoke: "It turned out to be the Yiyuan Sword King, and Su Qinian was polite. ”

Under the stone sword, the young man in the blue and white robe has slender sword eyebrows, and his temperament is cold, just like the way of the sword, exuding a cold and arrogant meaning from the inside out.

"You know this seat, that's better. The One-Yuan Sword King spoke, and said lightly, "Let's take out the sword." ”

Su Qinian frowned slightly, but he stretched out, he nodded, and said: "I have heard the fame of Shushan's "One Yuan Resumption Sword" for a long time, and today is just a glimpse of the wonder, please." ”

"Happy. ”

The Yiyuan Sword King nodded slightly, and he didn't see the slightest movement, and the void in front of him cracked, and the dark crack was as smooth as a mirror, faintly stained with an amazing sword edge.

The next moment, this one-yuan sword king took one step and stepped into the cave void world, which was a battlefield belonging to the top primordial god figures.

Whew!

Immediately after, the void in front of Su Qiannian also cracked, and he stepped into it and disappeared in front of Qin Xian's eyes.

The top of Shu Mountain.

The figures of the nine realms standing side by side seemed to see everything in their eyes, and soon a voice sounded.

"This son has a good physical attainment, and he has indeed achieved the kingdom. ”

"The road to the realm of kings is not simple, I don't know how to break through the realm and become a king with the background of this son. ”

"Hey, the second son of Yifeng!"

"Reborn, the physique is like jade, the bones are strange, and even the edge is hidden, huh? That is the breath of the sword spirit! In this ancestral court, there is an innate sword spirit!"

The Nine Dao figures' eyes were like torches, and they could see the changes in Qin Shen's body almost instantly, and even the sword spirit had nothing to hide.

"It is rumored that this generation of retired heirs has been promoted to first-class, and the mixed ancestor ...... has been refined"

"The primordial mother's qi cleanses the muscles and cuts the marrow, which can indeed improve the physique, but this kind of means is a godsend, and I can't wait. ”

"Yin and Yang give birth, karma flows, there are gains and losses, this sword tribulation seems to be also called the light calamity, the calamity of light, how can it be ......ordinary?"

"This son gave Qin Shen such a creation, is this to show goodwill? ”

......

Cave Void World.

In the dark cave and void world, Su Qinian looked around, even if it was the cave void world, but he was on top of Shu Mountain, and in this cave void world, the edge of the sword path was faintly infiltrated, and there was a sharp aura everywhere.

The One Yuan Sword King stood with his hands in his hands, looking at him from outside Li Xu, his blue and white robes fluttering lightly, and his eyes revealed a bit of understanding.

This is a figure of the same era as Jinguang Zhenren, about the age of confusion, it is rumored that he survived a thunderstorm five years ago and entered the realm of Taoism, and now five years have passed, and it is only one step away from surviving the double thunderstorm and stepping into the realm of rebirth.

The most important thing is that this is a real kendo powerhouse, who has comprehended the origin of kendo and mastered the sword intent, and is a sword king.

Su Qiannian understood that this was Shushan's consideration of him, and understood that the purpose of his trip today was not that anyone could bargain with Shushan.

Rumble!

In an instant, Su Qiannian made a move, he pinched the fist mark in his right hand, there was no fancy, the first place opened in the small world of the Great Hidden Secret, and the sharp qi and blood gushed out, he punched out, and the fist even drew a narrow black hole, and he came close to the front with a snap of his fingers.

Boom!

The Yiyuan Sword King made a move, and the sword finger of his right hand stabbed out like lightning, this sword seemed to cut through the eternity, and the terrifying edge of the sword path was swallowed at the fingertips, and the breath that belonged to the origin of the sword path flowed.

Bang!

The fingers of the fists intersected, a series of sparks splashed, and a gust of wind swept away, and between the two, a black hole several feet in size formed, faintly showing signs of stability.

The two of them retreated with a single blow and returned to their original positions, as if they had never made a move at all.

This first move is just a temptation between the two, as the Sword King of Shushan, he did not despise Su Qinian's age, but his eyes were more solemn, from Su Qinian's qi and blood, he captured another breath that was paradoxical to the way of the sword.

"The origin of the sword!"

A strange color appeared in the eyes of the Yiyuan Sword King, and the sword path of the Li family actually reappeared in the hands of the young man in front of him.

This had to make him sigh, the mind of the flying knife Li family is really rare in the rivers and lakes, and even the origin of the sword path of the Zhen clan has been taught, coupled with the sword technique that is now at the top of the Fengjia sword tablet, a clear battle intent appeared in the eyes of the Yiyuan Sword King for the first time.

What a sharp kendo edge!

Su Qiannian also sighed in his heart, the simple edge of the sword, without the help of external forces such as divine weapons, except for the wind and rain under the moon at the beginning, in his memory, it must belong to this one-yuan sword king.

The right hand pinched the fist seal again, but this time, Su Qiannian began to brew the half-step fist intent of the Great Bright Fist.

The huge edge of qi and blood flowed in the body, gushing out along the small world of the cave hidden gods, Su Qinian was shocked, and the terrifying edge qi and blood broke out of his body, condensing into a crystal dragon shadow behind him.

Rise!

As if possessing a soul, the crystal dragon shadow hovered behind Su Qiannian, emitting a dragon groan that was like a substance, majestic as a prison, sweeping all directions.

The Yiyuan Sword King raised his eyebrows, his right hand pointed into a sword, and pointed obliquely ahead, an indescribable sharp sword intent began to rise, locking Su Qinian from afar.

Feeling tight, Su Qinian only felt that the Void World of the Quartet Cave was like gold and iron, faintly imprisoning him in place.

Even in front of his eyes, the Void World of the Sifang Cave disappeared, leaving only a vast chaos, and everything returned to its original point, born from the chaos.

One Yuan Repeat Sword Intent!

Su Qinian took a deep breath, and in the ancestral court, the eyes of the gods were like knives, cutting through all the illusions, what chaos, origins, and all were shattered, and the dark void world reappeared. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!) Ask for a Monday recommendation ticket, thank you for the understanding of the brothers and sisters of the Wumeng.) (To be continued.) )