Outside the small village of Bian Town.<13800100 yd.com>
A dark-skinned young man looked back at the village gate and saw everyone in the village, including the village chief, seeing him off.
"Come on, Mick!"
"You can definitely do it. You must work hard in the Nine Swords Championship Competition!"
"Mick, when you come back, I will marry you!!"
Many villagers sent blessings to the young man.
Then the young man took everyone's blessings, clenched his fists, and with high fighting spirit, carried his luggage and headed towards the prosperous Zhongzhou, Tianyu City, also known as the Capital of Heaven.
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A snowy mountain covered with ice.
An old man in white robe looked at the young man in front of him and said gently: "I found you from Snow Leopard and adopted you. I taught you swordsmanship for ten years. Eight years ago, you have surpassed being a teacher."
"Ten years to learn the sword."
"Ten years to master the sword."
"In terms of swordsmanship, you have become a saint. You have understood the essence of swordsmanship and are close to the true way of swordsmanship!"
The old man said kindly: "My child, go ahead and practice in the Nine Swords Competition. Only by fighting with the endless geniuses on the mainland can you get the greatest improvement!"
The young man kowtowed in front of the old man, his forehead pressed against the ice, his eyes filled with tears.
Parting is always sad.
But the young man still chose to pick up his sword and set off, carrying the ambition of a man towards the distant Zhongzhou.
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In a dark forest.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Three violent blood bear figures fell down in an instant. In the center of these three figures stood a wild boy with black hair, eyes as bright as stars, and a wild aura.
He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and behind him, a dark shadow came, which turned out to be a demon.
"Your Blood Demon Skill has been perfected." The demon said in a low and hoarse voice: "In ten days, it will be the Nine Swords Championship. This is the most prestigious battlefield for geniuses in the world. Go ahead and bring some for me.
The head of the genius comes back to fill the wine."
"Yes." The black-haired boy said respectfully.
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The imperial capital with blooming flowers.
Civil and military officials stood at the entrance of the palace, respectfully seeing the princes off.
"Children, if you can rank in the top one thousand in the Nine Swords Competition, I will pass on the throne to you!" A middle-aged man in imperial robes stood on the tower and said loudly.
Several princes felt their hearts boiling after hearing this.
"Play music for the prince's trip!" a eunuch said in a high-pitched voice.
The sound of beating drums was like shaking the blood to boiling, as they bid farewell to several princes.
These scenes are happening in every corner of the continent, and all the geniuses are gathering towards Zhongzhou.
The world is like this, and all living beings are like ants.
At this moment, these geniuses are like clusters of ants, quickly gathering towards Zhongzhou along the mountains and rivers.
Tianyu City has become more lively than ever.
Tang Lin lived in the quiet courtyard of Jiuxiang Tower, and seemed to hear bursts of vague noises coming from outside.
Tang Lin estimated the time. There are still seven days until the Nine Swords Championship begins.
"There are endless geniuses from all over the world. I don't know how fierce the competition will be." Tang Lin's eyes were bright and shining, and he felt like the blood in his body was boiling.
Looking forward to it!
Tang Lin really wanted to see what kind of strength young men similar to his own age had.
The scorching sun was slanting from the sky under the eaves. Tang Lin was sitting by the courtyard pool. With a flip of his hand, he took out the Wuqingxian Mansion and opened it, and his body went in like a puff of smoke.
"Where is Nian Feng?" Tang Lin asked the black devil.
Black Demon said lazily: "It's in the room."
Tang Lin came to the room and saw the six-eared cheetah feeding Tang Nianfeng. He felt relieved and asked the black devil to keep an eye on him and call him immediately if anything happened.
After leaving the Wuqingxian Mansion, Tang Lin suddenly thought of the magic sword he had received when he left the Cangxue Dynasty.
brush!
Tang Lin flipped his palm, and the demon sword appeared in his hand. There were nine demon swords surrounding the demon sword.
"Isn't this magic sword with the master of the Seven Stars Pavilion? Why did it fall on the hillside? -x -" Tang Lin frowned and stroked the blade of the magic sword.
The sword is engraved with ancient inscriptions and is filled with a dark and strange demonic energy, which seems to be able to swallow people's eyes and make them gradually fall.
"When I learn how to make weapons in the future, I will break it down and smelt a sword that belongs to me!" Tang Lin murmured.
At this time, the magic sword in his hand suddenly flashed with black light, and a very seductive voice emerged from it, saying: "Do you really want to disintegrate me?"
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, "There is actually a weapon spirit."
"I am the sword of the Great Demon God Abbes. I can fulfill all your wishes..." The demon sword glowed with a dark light, as if it was about to swallow up Tang Lin's sight. "What wish do you have? For example...
What do you think about letting you and the Ninth Princess get back together?"
When these words were spoken, Tang Lin suddenly felt a wisp of black energy floating in his soul, invading his soul, but was directly scattered by the Evil Suppressing Bell.
A cold light flashed in Tang Lin's eyes, his fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and a trace of pure Yang Qi penetrated into it, "A mere monster dares to bewitch me!"
This pure Yang Qi penetrated in, and traces of black demonic energy immediately appeared on the magic sword.
"It's not bewitchment." Demon Sword said quickly: "As long as you are willing and with my assistance, it will be easy to kill the young master. As long as you kill the young master, will the Ninth Princess come back to you?"
"Shut up!" Tang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and the pure Yang Qi in his hand was as rich as flames, wrapping the entire magic sword.
The magic sword seemed to be evaporated, and fierce magic mist rose up. The voice was a bit trembling and pleading, saying: "No, please stop..."
Tang Lin said coldly: "If you talk about this in front of me again, I will melt you on the spot!"
"I will be obedient..." Demon Sword said aggrievedly.
Tang Lin said coldly: "I ask you a question, and you answer it truthfully."
"Yeah." Demon Sword responded obediently.
"First, it was the Master of the Seven Stars Pavilion who got you. Where are they now?"
"The Master of the Seven Star Pavilion was possessed by a demon, and was later killed by the old woman. I was seriously injured and fell on the hillside." Demon Sword said cautiously.
Tang Lin stared at the magic sword, snorted coldly, and said: "You are quite capable, and you actually made the master of the Seven Star Pavilion become a demon."
Demon Sword trembled: "It's not my fault. It's his own weak mind..."
"Shut up!" Tang Lin said coldly: "Let me ask you, what level of magic weapon are you equivalent to?"
When Demon Sword heard this, his voice immediately sounded a bit proud, and he said: "I am a top-grade magic weapon. It has been nurtured for tens of thousands of years and will soon become a top-grade holy weapon. If you become my master, you will definitely be.
Eat well and drink spicy food..."
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and he didn't expect that the magic sword turned out to be a high-grade holy weapon. You know, the old woman from the He Sect that day only had one high-grade holy weapon. This shows how precious the high-grade holy weapon is.
"Recognize me." Tang Lin said, "I need you for the time being."
"Yes." Demon Sword flattered Tang Lin: "Master, you just need to let me cut you and let me swallow a trace of your essence and blood, and you will be able to recognize your master."
Tang Lin rubbed his finger on the sword blade, and the wound healed instantly.
At the same time, Tang Lin immediately felt that this magic sword seemed to be one with his body. There was a sense of blood connection.
"Master." In Tang Lin's sea of consciousness, a black bat flew out. It had a triangular black tail, like a little devil, and had two small tiger teeth in its mouth. It said to Tang Lin: "Wow, from now on
, you are my master, how about it, don’t you feel very lucky, haha..."
Tang Lin said coldly: "If you know that I am your master, you should know that I can destroy you at any time."
The black bat-like little devil immediately shut his mouth and noticed the evil-suppressing bell on Tang Lin's soul.
"Wow, it turns out there is such a treasure. No wonder my bewitchment failed..." the little devil muttered angrily.
"Shut up." Tang Lin frowned and said, "Leave me alone."
The little devil just shut up.
Tang Lin stroked the blade of the demon sword. After identifying its owner, he fully knew the capabilities of the demon sword. The remaining nine demon swords were the clones of this demon sword.
Strictly speaking, this demon sword is a set, and the nine demon swords can be fused with the main demon sword. After fusion, the full power of the high-grade holy weapon can be displayed.
"A sword is a sword after all." Tang Lin stared at it for a moment, then put away the magic sword, "My own strength is more important. After such a long time, my body skills have not made much progress. I feel that I am only a few steps away from that 'shrinking ground'.
Just one step away.”
"As for swordsmanship."
"The passionate swordsmanship on the wordless jade jade feels like just a fragment. Although it is extremely powerful, it is only comparable to the seventh level of the Seven Star Sword Art."
"And my strongest swordsmanship is the "Ruthless Swordsmanship"."
The first level of the ruthless swordsmanship and the essence of the sad swordsmanship appeared in Tang Lin's mind.
He had always wanted to practice this set of swordsmanship, but the conditions were too harsh and required a mental enlightenment.
Tang Lin had no idea what to do for a while, so he could only practice his body skills first.
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Three days passed, and on the morning of the fourth day, Tang Lin suddenly received a notice from his boss that a big shot from the Little Fairy World was coming!
After hearing the news, Tang Lin's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a bit, "I wonder what kind of strength this big man has. Is he an immortal?"
Tang Lin felt anxious and nervous.
At noon, Tang Lin was taught by his boss. In the first courtyard of Jiuxiang Tower, Tang Lin saw eight other figures when he walked into the courtyard. Without exception, they were all similar in age to him.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed and he looked in front of everyone.
Sitting there was a middle-aged man in a green shirt, with black eyebrows flying into his temples, his eyes deep and full of vastness, with a touch of indifference on his face, sitting there like an ethereal and calm mountain.
Tang Lin just stared at it and felt a strong sense of oppression, as if a mountain was falling, and his chest felt tight.
He put away his eyes, lowered his head and walked over.
Nine people stood spread out in front of the middle-aged man in a blue shirt. The boss stood beside him with a smile on his face, waiting for orders.
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The third update is over, phew, it's past five o'clock, I'm exhausted. If there are still people waiting to see at this time, Lao Gu is really ashamed. It's too harmful to my body to ask everyone to tire with me.
Asking for a monthly pass.
The time will be announced in a single chapter, hoo (you are welcome, your support is my biggest motivation.)
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