In the northwest of Shuzhou, at the border of Houqian, there is a towering mountain peak on the barren land.

There is no vegetation on the whole mountain, only a black desolation, and an icy slaughter. Like a broken sword, the mountain exudes a fierce and icy aura.

This is the Buried Sword Peak, the last place of refuge for the elders of the Sword God Lake. Although it has been regarded as one of the three major kendo holy places by the people in the rivers and lakes, there are only the old men who are dying on the sword peak, as well as countless remnant swords.

Zhong Qingling had a big sword in his chest, and he staggered to the top of the mountain, as if he was finally freed, and half-knelt on the ground.

A strong wind swept in front of him, and an old man who was as tall as a pine appeared in front of Zhong Qingling, hurriedly helped him up, and said, "Sword Master Zhong, why are you seriously injured?"

Then there were a few sharp sword sounds, and several old men appeared, all of them with anger on their faces when they saw Zhong Qingling being so badly injured.

"Peak Master ······" Zhong Qingling looked at the old man in front of him and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Don't talk yet, the injury matters. The Buried Sword Peak Lord hurriedly said.

"No," Zhong Qingling grabbed the arm that was about to support him, and said firmly, "There is no time." ”

"Peak Master, listen to me, Xiao Qianxiu ······" There was a flash of remembrance in his eyes, and there was a hint of fear, "Xiao Qianxiu is very strong, he is completely different from the Xiao Qianxiu in our impression." I suspect that the current owner of the Imperial Sword Mountain Villa is no longer the real Xiao Qianxiu. ”

"He asked me to pass the word that it was okay to open the Sword God Lake, but I needed to cooperate with him. And ······"

"And ······"

Zhong Qingling's eyes showed a hint of horror as he felt an extremely strong sword intent awaken in his body.

The Buried Sword Peak Lord and several other old men in front of him also felt this sword intent, and the swords on their bodies began to tremble unconsciously.

"Sword Intent!" The Buried Sword Peak Lord grabbed the hilt of the Great Duel, and the powerful sword qi passed from his hand into the sword, confronting the formless and formless supreme sword intent that filled the world with power.

I saw that the big decisive sword inserted in Zhong Qingling's body suddenly opened the sword light, just like the actual sword intent, faintly forming a vague face, and the empty eyes seemed to be able to see, sweeping over everyone, and the corners of the mouth seemed to hook a trace of arc.

"Whew-"

The sword roared deafeningly, and Zhong Qingling's body began to emit a heroic light, and the peerless sword intent was about to burst out.

"It's not good, if you continue to fight, Sword Master Zhong's body will not be able to hold it first!"

Zhong Qingling was already dying, and the reason why he lived until now was only because Qing Yu let him go, and his own obsession was able to hold on. But now, Zhong Qingling's mission has been completed, and his life is about to come to an end.

"Peak Lord, this is his sword ······"

Looking into Zhong Qingling's eyes, the Buried Sword Peak Lord slowly let go of his hand, "Okay, let the old man see that person's sword." ”

Zhong Qingling was not controlled by Qing Yu, and the reason why he returned to Buried Sword Peak with the Great Decisive Sword was to let everyone in Buried Sword Peak take a look at Qing Yu's sword, hoping to find a flaw in it.

When the Buried Sword Peak Lord learned of Zhong Qingling's decision, he no longer wanted to save his life, but respected his decision.

When the hand of the master of the Buried Sword Peak left the Great Decisive Sword, the clear sword sound resounded throughout the Buried Sword Peak, and the sword blade broke through the body, taking away the last trace of Zhong Qingling's vitality.

Then, the Great Duel Sword swirled twice in the air, and the tip of the sword fell straight to the ground.

"Qiang—"

The Great Decisive Sword stabbed the ground, and the earth qi of the Buried Sword Peak instantly rioted, and the flawless sword stabbed out from the ground, and the sharp blade instantly covered the entire Buried Sword Peak, like a jungle of swords.

"Sword Nine Reincarnation. ”

In the dark, the sword intent spread, reciting the name of this move.

The sword of reincarnation, reciprocating, flawless. As long as the earth is endless, this trick is already inexorable.

"It's a good trick to reincarnate, and the old man also has a trick, let your Excellency evaluate it!"

The master of the Buried Sword Peak formed his sword fingers with both hands, and pressed them together to the sky, "Heavenly Sword Dao." ”

The sword wind roared wildly, and in the sky, a huge sword blade was formed, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sword qi roared down.

"Qiang Qiang ······"

Sword Qi and Sword Battle, the Supreme Sword Dao from the Sword God Lake duel Sword Nine Reincarnation, the sword was broken, the sword qi was shattered, and the surging qi waves rushed past several old men who were watching, leaving large and small sword marks on their bodies.

The aftermath of the battle between the two sides actually caused these Sword God Lake elders to suffer a lot of injuries.

"Qiang—"

With the last blow, the sword forest on the Buried Sword Peak disappeared, and the huge sword shadow in the sky also dissipated into nothingness. The Buried Sword Peak Lord landed gently, his face cloudy.

"Peak Master ······" Several elders shouted.

"The old man is fine," the Buried Sword Peak Master waved his hand and said, "Sword Master Zhong is right, the current Xiao Qianxiu is probably not the same as he used to be." Such an ethereal and domineering swordsmanship, if it was handed down from the Sword God Lake, the old man would never be impressed. ”

The swordsmanship of the Imperial Sword Villa all originated from the Sword God Lake, if such swordsmanship existed, as the former Sword God Lake veteran, it was impossible for everyone not to know about it.

"That's fine, when you start to do it, the old man doesn't have to worry about the identity of the descendants of the Xiao family······"

The Lord of the Buried Sword Peak quietly wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead, turned around and walked along the devastated road towards the top of the mountain.

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"Ding, send a sword to kill, fight a sword in the air, the host has won the villain's three flavors, and a special reward for the exclusive lottery of kendo is given. ”

A prompt finally sounded in his ears, and at the same time, Qing Yu seemed to feel something, sensing the release of his sword intent, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Is it finally released?" ”

This prompt sound represents that Qing Yu's sword nine reincarnation deposited on the Great Duel Sword has finally been released. And the first to bear the brunt is naturally Zhong Qingling.

He is bound to die, if he doesn't die, where will Qing Yu come to this sword exclusive lottery.

"System, let's start the lottery. Qing Yu said.

"Kendo Exclusive Lottery, Draw ······"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained the five-star half-item Nirvana Sword. ”

"Nirvana? haha, okay. ”

A snow-white sword appeared in Qing Yu's hand. The clear and transparent round grip, the clear and clear sword body implies the holy light, and is decorated with Sanskrit inscriptions, showing the holy breath of Nirvana, which is Nirvana, the artifact of heaven.

This sword can be said to be very compatible with Qing Yu's Dao heart, and it also complements the sword intent of the ethereal sword technique.

The clear breath is combined with the heart of Qing Yu, filling the eyes, and a misty and thick qi like heavenly power is contained in the sword body and Qing Yu's body, and the invisible connection is linked.

"Heavenly artifact, who can be more qualified to hold this heavenly sword than me?"

The vigorous sword qi broke through the roof in an instant, and the mighty heavenly power made the disciples who were practicing swords in the mountain villa feel an indescribable sense of worship, and they knelt on the ground with their swords.