The nine people from the Holy Realm were left with complicated faces.
They had no idea that Ye Xuan was so powerful. As great monks in the Holy Realm, they were completely helpless in Ye Xuan's hands.
"What is this person's swordsmanship?"
someone asked.
"I'm afraid I've already reached the seventh floor of Kendo!"
"..."
The art of swordsmanship is like climbing a building.
It is said in the world that there are thirteen floors in Kendo.
Grandmaster is no more than the fourth floor.
The Grand Master is on the fifth floor.
They are basically on the fifth and fourth floors.
But the swordsmanship demonstrated by Ye Xuan gave them an intuition.
Ye Xuan has climbed to the seventh floor!
The swordsman on the seventh floor should be the king of swords!
"If that's the case, there's no shame in losing." The tall woman in a goose-yellow dress stood up and said with a smile, her eyes bright.
Seventh floor.
She will reach it sooner or later!
The words are divided into two parts.
Ye Xuan is in front, Zhou Youwei is on the left, and Qiao Xinyu is behind.
Huang Yue and Song Qilin walked side by side with Pei Yanchao after the watch.
Walking at the end, Pei Yanchao looked extremely weird.
Didn't I say he would lead the way? Why did it change to Ye Xuan to lead the way...
Why does this guy look like he has been to Jianzhong before? He looks like he is familiar with the road.
Pei Yanchao wanted to speak several times, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.
That's all, since Ye Xuan knows the way, he doesn't need to bother, just follow him honestly.
"You guys came to Sword Tomb not only to break through the barrier, right?"
Pei Yanchao looked at Song Qilin beside him and asked.
It was strange to be called Song Qilin now. He looked at Pei Yanchao and said, "Didn't I tell you before that I am a disciple of the third peak of Lishan Sword Pavilion?"
"So..." Pei Yanchao looked confused.
Seeing Pei Yanchao's expression, Song Qilin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "It's nothing."
At this moment, Song Qilin suddenly felt that he had heard a big joke, but he couldn't laugh out loud.
Pei Yanchao's words suddenly made Song Qilin understand.
Lishan Jiange has always regarded Jianzhong as its biggest enemy.
However, in the eyes of the people in Jianzhong, there is no difference between Lishan Jiange and other forces in the Eastern Wasteland...
There is a saying in the secular world that goes like this: The green hills look charming when you see them, but they look like shit when they see you.
To put it simply, it is.
Lishan Jiange had wishful thinking and regarded Jianzhong as the biggest enemy in his life.
Looking at the two at the Sword Tomb, Lishan Sword Pavilion is just like the numerous sect holy places in the world, there is no difference.
Song Qilin has always felt that Jianzhong is the biggest enemy of Lishan Jiange.
For this reason, he is also working hard to make himself stronger, hoping that one day he can defeat the strong men of Jianzhong and rectify the name of Lishan Jiange.
Only now did he finally wake up.
Everything is just an 'unrequited love'.
Mr. Ye is right, Lishan Jiange is too pedantic.
Holding on to one prejudice, I cut off my own path to progress.
If you come to the Sword Tomb frequently to pass through the nine levels, I'm afraid Lishan Sword Pavilion will become stronger and stronger.
But ever since the pavilion master returned in disastrous defeat, Lishan Sword Pavilion has been stuck in its ways.
This is very bad.
Very bad!
When Pei Yanchao saw Song Qilin's gloomy look, he didn't ask him again. Instead, he turned to Huang Yue and said, "I wonder where you are from?"
Huang Yue smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Mountain God Way, Huang Yue."
"Shan Shen Dao!" Pei Yanchao looked surprised, "It turns out that Shan Shen Dao really exists."
"Fellow Taoist, that's not what I meant." Pei Yanchao knew he had made a mistake and said hurriedly.
"It's okay. People from the Mountain Shinto generally don't like to show themselves in front of others. Plus there are very few people, so everyone thinks it's a legend." Huang Yue was not surprised.
"Can you really make a mountain god?" Pei Yanchao asked curiously.
"Of course, but it's not as magical as the legend says." Huang Yue stopped talking.
However, Pei Yanchao was obviously aroused and kept asking Huang Yue, even forgetting what he wanted to ask in the first place.
Huang Yue didn't talk much. He basically only answered part of Pei Yanchao's questions and wouldn't say much.
Say what you can, and don't say what you can't.
But these things that can be said are also eye-opening for Pei Yanchao, who has been growing up in Jianzhong, as if opening the door to a new world.
At this moment, in the main hall of the Sword Tomb, the corners of Chu Jiangqiu's mouth twitched slightly, and his face turned a little dark.
"This bastard is not doing his job, so what is he doing..."
In addition to Chu Jiangqiu, there was an old man opposite. This old man was wearing a black gown and closed his eyes to meditate.
In addition, on the seat in the upper hall in the middle of the hall, there is a figure shrouded in pure air sitting cross-legged. Around this person, there are faint sword intentions flowing.
These sword intentions may turn into birds, swimming fish, eagles and tigers, mountain peaks, or long rivers...
Just like the sword intention that Ye Xuan showed to Mo Xiaofei in Wan'an City.
The sword's intention lies in the heart rather than in the form.
Because of this, the meaning of the sword is ever-changing.
The sword intent surrounding this person is a reflection of ever-changing changes.
From this alone, it can be seen that this person's swordsmanship is at least on the ninth floor!
"Supreme Master, is that person a descendant of Master Ziyun's lineage?" Chu Jiangqiu gathered his thoughts, looked at the figure above the upper hall, and asked aloud.
The two sword-pointing skills of King Kong and Futu mastered by Ye Xuan had already surprised them enough.
Unexpectedly, this guy defeated the nine holy monks guarding the nine passes in the blink of an eye.
The power used shocked them even more.
This reminded Chu Jiangqiu of a past in Jianzhong.
"No..." The man above the upper hall, whose whole body was enveloped in fresh air, said slowly.
"Isn't it?" Chu Jiangqiu was full of doubts.
If it’s not a descendant of Master Ziyun’s lineage, then who could it be?
"I wonder if you still remember the legend about the 'River Crossing Soldier'." The Supreme Master of the Sword Tomb spoke slowly.
"Pawn across the river..." Chu Jiangqiu stood up straight, with a look of yearning in his eyes.
The old man in a black gown opposite Chu Jiangqiu also opened his eyes at this moment, with a hint of emotion in his cloudy eyes full of vicissitudes of life: "Are you crossing the river?"
There has always been a legend in Sword Tomb.
Huang Chunqiu, the founder of Jianzhong, once had two swords, one was Qiu Chunhuang, which was his name written backwards, and the other was River Crossing Pawn.
When Huang Chunqiu became the Sword Emperor, he only drew the first sword, but he never drew the sword across the river.
There are also rumors that the cross-river pawn was left by the ancestor to future generations, so it has never been removed.
There are also rumors that even the founder cannot pull out the pawn crossing the river.
These are all rumors, no one knows whether they are true or false.
But as people from the Sword Tomb, they knew that the River Crossing Pawn really existed.
And it’s not anywhere else, but in the forbidden area of Sword Tomb!