Lu Jiuming and several ancient relics suddenly erupted with supreme coercion, repelling the cultivators around them. They also secretly competed with each other, all determined to win the Xuanyuan Sword.
The cultivators who were knocked back dared not speak out in anger, so they could only resist the pressure of Lu Jiuming and others and follow as closely as possible.
"Hmph, all divine swords have spirituality and will take the initiative to choose their master. If it is not destined, no matter how close it is, even if it is held in the hand, it is not yours. If it is destined, it is still yours without fighting."
A swordsman shouted loudly.
"This is absolutely correct."
"That's right, running ahead doesn't matter. It's useless if you don't have fate, so there's no need to worry." .??.
All the cultivators spoke out in agreement.
It seems reasonable, but in fact it is just to give yourself psychological comfort.
If you give them the first-class position, you will see if they jump forward, and they will definitely run faster than anyone else.
Whoosh!
Zhou Jianlai jumped out from behind the team, like an unsheathed sword, breaking through the coercive blockade of Lu Jiuming and others, and grabbed a place at the front.
Du Keyi just leaned towards the front of the team and did not follow Zhou Jian closely.
When the Divine Sword finally appears, there will inevitably be a fierce fight. She is aware of her own combat power and does not want to hold back Zhou Jianlai. She knows that she only needs to follow closely to be able to assist Zhou Jianlai at the critical moment.
Seeing Zhou Jianlai forcing his way forward, Lu Jiuming and others frowned and said nothing, because the domineering sword cultivator aura on Zhou Jianlai's body had clearly told them, "Don't mess with me, I'm not easy to mess with!"
"Look, it's Master Zhou!"
"The majesty of the master!"
"Only Master Zhou can compete with these ancient powerful men."
When someone from the big bandit saw Zhou Jianlai break through the blockade of Lu Jiuming and others and seize a position at the head, they immediately cheered for Zhou Jianlai happily.
"Senior Lu, what a divine sword Xuanyuan Sword is, please explain it to me and other future generations.
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Zhou Jianlai suddenly turned to look at Lu Jiuming and asked.
"According to legend, the Xuanyuan Sword was a sword of the holy way in ancient times. It was cast by the gods from the copper of Shou Mountain for the emperor. The sun, moon and stars were engraved on one side of the sword, and mountains, rivers and vegetation were engraved on the other side. On the hilt, there were inscriptions on the art of farming and animal husbandry.
It contains the strategy of unifying the four seas, contains infinite divine power, and is the first of the top ten divine swords in ancient times."
Lu Jiuming did not hide it, but told his knowledge about Xuanyuan Sword.
After hearing this, the cultivators suddenly breathed a little faster, wishing they could plunge into the storm of sword energy and take the divine sword as their own.
"Senior, didn't you just say you weren't interested in the Divine Sword?" Zhou Jianlai asked jokingly.
Lu Jiuming's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said seriously, "I suddenly had a whim and wanted to practice both swords and swords. I was short of a good sword, so this divine sword came to me. Obviously, it was determined somewhere."
"Haha..." Zhou Jianlai laughed loudly after hearing this.
When Lu Jiuming heard Zhou Jianlai's exaggerated laughter, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, thinking that Zhou Jianlai was deliberately laughing at him.
But Zhou Jianlai stopped his laughter and said, "Senior is right, the ownership of this sword has been determined for a long time, and I will do my part."
After speaking, his feet suddenly increased speed and he plunged into the sword energy storm.
However, as soon as he moved, Lu Jiuming and others also moved quickly, and they all rushed towards the sword energy storm at a high speed, and no one was willing to lag behind.
The cultivators in the second echelon also suddenly became restless.
"ah!"
A scream suddenly sounded.
I saw an ancient relic rushing into the sword energy storm for less than a breath, then fell out on his back. His right arm was severed by the sword energy, his entire chest was a bloody mess, and one of his legs was broken.
The cultivators from the second echelon who had just rushed up were startled and hurriedly slowed down, thinking that even the powerful
It is difficult for the ancient relics to last even one breath in the sword energy storm. If you rush in by yourself, you are seeking death.
But there are also those who are not calm, or who have a lucky mentality, thinking that they are the masters of the divine sword and that the divine sword will not hurt them.
The psychological comfort before turned into courage now.
The smell of blood in the air suddenly became pungent again, and the sword energy storm ruthlessly harvested lives. Soon the air in this narrow space in the canyon was dyed red with blood.
Ding ding ding!
In the sword energy storm, Zhou Jianlai wielded the Kunming Sword to resist the sword energy storm while chasing the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.
He was only ten feet away from Xuanyuan Divine Sword, but when he took a step forward, Xuanyuan Divine Sword took a step back, so he could never catch up.
Soon he was chasing thousands of feet into the depths of the sword energy storm.
"That guy, how is that possible?!"
Lu Jiuming looked at Zhou Jianlai whose back gradually disappeared into the storm of sword energy in front, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
He was also resisting the sword energy storm while pursuing forward, but the progress was very difficult. The sword energy storm seemed chaotic, but in fact it contained profound swordsmanship and Taoist laws. If he was not careful, his head might be missing.
Therefore, he felt unbelievable when he saw Zhou Jianlai taking the lead, sailing through the storm of sword energy with ease, and throwing them away in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Jianlai's fighting power was obviously not as good as his, but he ran faster than him.
brush!
Lu Jiuming couldn't help but feel anxious. He swung his sword forward and slashed forward. The sword energy tore through the storm of sword energy and opened a narrow passage forward. He accelerated forward with his feet.
When he rushed to the end of the passage, he swung his knife forward again.
Swish, brush, brush!
Rushing forward like this, Lu Jiuming's forward speed suddenly increased, but his combat power was consumed a bit quickly.
Soon, he saw Zhou Jianlai's figure again
, found that Zhou Jianlai had not yet pocketed the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"How on earth did this kid do it?"
Lu Jiuming was puzzled by Zhou Jianlai's ease and ease.
Little did he know that Zhou Jianlai had already mastered the swordsmanship in Sword Qi Storm, so he could deal with it relatively easily.
Woo!
The sword energy storm suddenly surged, then quickly retracted toward the depths of the canyon, disappearing in just a few breaths.
"Ha ha…"
Lu Jiu Ming was overjoyed and immediately rushed forward, catching up with Zhou Jianlai who was at the front in an instant.
It was not because they were much faster than Zhou Jianlai, but because Zhou Jianlai had stopped in front and was looking forward in confusion at the end of the canyon, not daring to move forward rashly.
Lu Jiuming and others also looked shocked when they caught up, and stopped on the left and right sides of Zhou Jianlai.
I saw a high platform at the end of the canyon. Standing on the high platform was a man with yellow skin, black hair, burly build, and a majestic look. The man's left hand naturally hung down by his side, and his right hand was slightly tilted. He was holding a long sword in his hand.
It's Xuanyuan Sword.
Zhou Jianlai and others were glanced at by the man's majestic gaze, and their souls trembled uncontrollably. They felt that the man's gaze penetrated their hearts, and they could not hide even a single thought in front of him.
"I have been sleeping here for a hundred thousand years, and finally someone comes."
The man suddenly spoke, his voice deep and deep, as if he came from ancient times.
"May I ask senior Gao's name?"
An ancient survivor summoned up the courage to ask.
"I am Emperor Xuanyuan."
The man replied.
Zhou Jianlai and others were shocked when they heard this.
The man suddenly opened his eyes angrily and shouted, "You common people, why don't you kneel down when you see this emperor? You are extremely rude and should be killed!"
As he spoke, he slowly raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
