At this moment, there were twenty-five people standing in front of the mountain road, including men and women, with their sword robes and robes swaying gently and standing with the wind.

Below the mountain road, Na Lan Zhuo was startled and looked at Qi Yuanjun, frowned: "Sister Qi, this move is a bit too much. If it is spread, it will not sound nice."

Qi Yuanjun said coldly: "He is proud, so I will make him proud... It is just to suffocate his spirit, so Junior Brother Lan doesn't need to persuade me."

After saying that, Qi Yuanjun stared at Ye Wuzong's back, and his face gradually covered with a layer of haze.

Even fools can see that with Ye Wuzong's swordsmanship level, joining the Sword Sect is a foregone conclusion.

But today, it is undeniable that the bond between her two was completely formed.

"Who is he? What is his identity? Could it be that he was a disciple trained by a great figure in the inner sect?"

Qi Yuanjun narrowed her eyes and thought so.

"Hmph, this girl has a bad idea. When the boss solves the problem on the mountain road, he will enter the Sword Sect, I will definitely play with this little girl!" The Demon King of Revelation always pays attention to Qi Yuanjun's expression. Seeing that her face is gloomy, he knew that this little girl was not holding back her fart.

Ji Wushang doesn't think so.

He was gloating at this time.

"Now, he should suffer a little loss. Twenty-five inner sect sword cultivators stood up on the other side, including the sword king and the great master of swordsmanship. Why don't I believe that these twenty-five people can't get one of you?" Ji Wushen was in a good mood.

"Take it off..." Ming Cang Jian on the side looked disdainful.

Not to mention the great master of swordsmanship, even the low-grade sword king can't stand three moves under Ye Wuzong's sword. Although there are many people on the other side, if they really fight, they may not be able to get a bargain.

What's more...

Ming Cang Jian knew that Ye Wuzong had successfully merged with the "sect-level" sword spirit. With a light move, he could even hurt himself, a real sword emperor.

and……

And the "Hundred Kings One Sword" that he has never seen yet.

"Old Jian, are you so confident in him?" Ji Wushang was very dissatisfied.

Ming Cang Jian curled his lips: "If you don't believe it, go up the mountain road to stop him. After all, you are the first-class martial king now. Don't worry, you two are friends, Ye Wuzong will not kill you."

I won't kill you...

Hearing this, Ji Wushang almost suffered internal injuries.

The Burial Demon King laughed aside.

"Brother Buying Jian, this time, there are a lot of people..." The little fat man swallowed the water when he saw more than twenty figures appearing on the mountain road.

The little mute also looked worried.

Ye Wujin nodded expressionlessly.

But he had no trouble in his heart when the Sword Sect chose to attack him in groups.

Go together...

So what...

"You are going to go together?" Ling Sen held two Lihuo short swords, his eyes cold.

He was extremely disdainful of the actions of Wen Tao, Li Bihai and others. What is his ability to bully the less?

Wen Tao, a disciple of the library, dressed in a weak scholar, wearing a white ink-dyeed gown, and had a tall and tall figure. He had a faint sword intent lingering with his smile, and his smile was very gentle: "Senior Brother Ling, the disciples of the Sword Sect are not so shameless."

He looked at Ye Wuzong, who had a cold face, with a curious expression and said, "Are you really a disciple who came to the room for the assessment?"

Ye Wuzong nodded silently.

"Okay, from now on, there is still a distance of 350 feet. I'm sure there will be someone who will attack you later. If there are roadblocks every step of the way, it will be too late for you!"

Wen Tao's book breath is very strong and his speech is slow: "We plan to take action together, but don't get me wrong. We won't compare sword moves. This time, let's fight for the sword intent!"

Pin the sword intent.

Cang Hongyi and others breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

If you compete for sword intent, it means... these brothers will not be seriously injured at least!

"Hmph!" Qi Yuanjun snorted coldly when he heard Wen Tao's words!

She was a little angry.

This time, the fellows of the inner sect gave their own favors. She had already paid this precious opportunity, but unexpectedly, Wen Tao and his group just proposed to compete with the black shirt for sword intent, and did not intend to hurt him!

"According to you..."

Ye Wuzong nodded silently again and his sword was sheathed.

Wen Tao smiled, looked at the little mute behind Ye Wuzong, and sighed: "The Library is not going to bully you this time. You are still young and don't know some things very well. Hiding behind your black-shirted brother to avoid being injured."

"Wen Tao, don't worry, I will protect him this time!"

Ling Sen said coldly, approached the little mute and protected him beside him.

The little fat man raised his head and looked at Ling Sen's side face like a knife-cutting and axe-chiseled face. This face was cold.

The fat man looked at the side face of the young man in black shirt in front of him again, and was also cold and a little indifferent.

He would never have thought that these two people, one looked fierce and the other looked cold and ruthless, would take them, two children who were powerless, to climb the road with swords and face the many masters of the inner sect!

Wen Tao saw Ye Wuzong's face calm, and couldn't help but look at him with a hint of admiration, and said, "The rules of the sword intent competition are as follows..."

"No need to say too much, I'm in a hurry, please start..."

Ye Wuzong suddenly spoke and interrupted Wen Tao's words.

He is willing to compete for the sword intent. For a generation of sword emperors, he does not use sword moves or cares about the gorgeous whitewashing. He purely uses swords to discuss the truth. This is a superior confrontation!

However, in order to take the little mute behind him as his disciple and to quickly take the position of "Honored Elder", he spy on the Jiufeng Sword Machine and get more top-grade Xuanjian to fill the Jiuyou Sword Tomb. It will take time!

Ye Wuzong didn't make excuses for Wen Tao because he was really in a hurry!

Wen Tao was surprised and then smiled: "Okay, Brother Black Shirt, please!"

Behind him.

Li Bihai, Pi Maozhen, Guan Tianze, Cheng Dalei and others saw Ye Wuzong not avoiding fighting, and their heroic spirit emerged in their hearts, and they all used their sword energy. Langsheng shouted:

"please!"

"please!"

"please!"

"please!"

“…”

At this moment, everyone's eyes were bright under the mountain road.

Ming Cang Sword was also full of expectations. He had never seen the real sword intent on Ye Wuzong!

"Wow——!"

Wen Tao was the first to be involved, and the white shirt was swinging without wind. To be precise, the moment he released the sword intent, the sword wind blew slightly, and a white book shining with quaintness suddenly appeared in front of him.

The white scrolls unfolded with the wind, and small golden words rushed out like fireflies: dull, sharp, mountain, stone, momentum, rain, jade, imperial...

Every word seems to represent a certain sword intent, blending into the void.

Wen Tao's sword intent is completely opposite to Ling Sen's "Shura Sword Intent". It is calm and peaceful. In Ning Wan, every word is pearly, and of course, it also has the intention of sharpness, urgency and murderous intention!

"Book Sword Intent..."

Ye Wuzong was all over his body, and the words floating all over the sky were filled with magical scenes and evoked many memories of him.

In the previous life, there were many people who realized the powerful sword intent in the library. They included all the words. It really required rare talent to understand the sword in books.

Unexpectedly, Wen Tao in front of me was one of them.

It's a pity.

Still young...

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuzong shook his head slightly.

Wen Tao frowned. His sword intent was mainly quiet. He needed to be meditated and even had a slight purifying effect on reading and writing.

His swordsmanship is very extraordinary.

But……

"Forget it, let's just change me..."

Ye Wuzong felt that if this continues, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, it would be too troublesome.

What's more, even the sword intent released by these more than 20 people together cannot do anything to me...

"You three, step back..."

Ye Wujin looked at Ling Sen and the other two.

"Back back?" Ling Sen was a little confused.

Resisting Wen Tao's book sword intent, but there are more than 20 people on the other side, what if...
To be continued...