Left a complex face of nine people in the holy realm.
They had never expected that Ye Xuan was so powerful that as a great monk in the holy realm, they had no power of resistance in Ye Xuan's hands.
"How is this person's swordsmanship cultivation?"
Someone asked.
"I'm afraid I've climbed to the seventh floor of the Kendo!"
“…………”
Kendo is like climbing a tower.
There is a thirteenth floor of the sword path in the world.
The Grandmaster is only on the fourth floor.
The Grand Master is the fifth floor.
They are basically on the fifth and fourth floors.
But Ye Xuan showed his sword cultivation, but they had a kind of intuition.
Ye Xuan has already climbed to the seventh floor!
Those who are the swordsman on the seventh floor should be the king of the sword!
"If this is true, it will be unwilling to lose." The tall woman in goose yellow long skirt stood up and smiled, her eyes bright.
Seventh floor.
She will reach it sooner or later!
The words are divided into two ends.
Ye Xuan was alone in front, Zhou Youwei was on the left, and Qiao Xinyu was behind.
After the update, Huang Yue and Song Qilin walked side by side with Pei Yanchao.
Walking at the end, Pei Yanchao looked extremely strange.
Didn’t he tell me that he led the way? Why did Ye Xuan lead the way?
Why does this guy seem to have been to Jianzhong and look familiar with it?
Pei Yanchao wanted to speak several times, but he still had to forget it.
Forget it, since Ye Xuan knew the way, he didn't have to worry about it, just follow it honestly.
"You came to Jianzhong not just to get through the barriers, right?"
Pei Yanchao looked at Song Qilin next to him and asked.
Now that he called Song Qilin, he looked strange. He looked at Pei Yanchao and said, "Didn't I say it before? I am a disciple of the third peak of Lishan Jiange."
"So..." Pei Yanchao looked confused.
When Song Qilin saw Pei Yanchao's expression, he was stunned for a while, then a wry smiled and said, "It's nothing."
At this moment, Song Qilin suddenly felt that he heard a huge joke, but he couldn't laugh.
Pei Yanchao's words made Song Qilin suddenly understand.
Lishan Jiange has always regarded the sword tomb as its biggest enemy.
However, in the eyes of the people at Jianzhong, Lishan Jiange is no different from other forces in the East Wilderness...
There is a saying in the secular world: You see the green mountains so charming, and the green mountains see you as shit.
To be more popular, that is.
Lishan Jiange is willing to consider the sword tomb as the biggest enemy in his life.
Looking at the sword tomb, Lishan Jian Pavilion is like the sect holy lands in the world, with no difference.
Song Qilin has always been influenced by his knowledge and thought that Jianzhong was the biggest enemy of Jiange in Lishan.
For this reason, he was also working hard to make himself stronger, hoping that one day he could defeat the strong man in Jian Tomb and make the name of Lishan Jian Pavilion.
It was not until now that he suddenly realized.
Everything is just a 'unrequited love'.
Mr. Ye is right, Lishan Jiange is too pedantic.
With a prejudice once, I cut off my own path to progress.
If you often come to Jianzhong to break through the Nine Passes, you are afraid that Lishan Jiange will become stronger and stronger.
But since the Pavilion Master returned from a crushing defeat, Lishan Jiange has reached the point of being self-confidence.
This is very bad.
Very bad!
Seeing Song Qilin's depressed look, Pei Yanchao did not ask him again, but turned to Huang Yue and said, "I don't know where my friend is from?"
Huang Yue smiled slightly and bowed, "Shan Shinto, Huang Yue."
"Fellow Taoist, this is not what I mean." Pei Yanchao knew that he had made up his words and said hurriedly.
"No obstacle, people from Shanshendao generally don't like to show off in front of people. In addition, there are very few people, so everyone thinks it is legendary." Huang Yue is not surprised.
"Can you really be the god of mountain?" Pei Yanchao asked curiously.
"Naturally, it's not as magical as the legendary one." Huang Yue stopped talking briefly.
However, Pei Yanchao was obviously interested and kept asking Huang Yue, even forgot what he was asking at the beginning.
Huang Yue didn't talk a lot. He basically answered only part of Pei Yanchao's questions and would not say much.
Say what you can say, and don’t say what you can’t say.
But these things that can be said are also eye-opening for Pei Yanchao, who has been growing up in the sword tomb, as if they have opened the door to a new world.
At this moment, in the Jian Tomb Hall, Chu Jiangqiu's mouth twitched slightly, and his face turned a little dark.
"This bastard, don't do anything, what are you doing..."
In addition to Chu Jiangqiu, there is an old man opposite him. The old man was wearing a black long gown and closed his eyes to rest.
In addition, on the seat of the hall in the middle of the hall, there was a figure shrouded in the clear air sitting there. Around this person, there were faint sword intents flowing.
These sword intents either turn into birds, or turn into swimming fish, or turn into eagles and tigers, or turn into mountains, or turn into long rivers,...
Just like the sword intent that Ye Xuan showed to Mo Xiaofei in Wan'an City.
The sword intent exists in the heart rather than in the form.
It is precisely because of this that the sword intent is ever-changing.
And the sword intent around this person is the embodiment of ever-changing changes.
From this alone, we can see that this person’s sword cultivation is at least on the ninth floor!
"Supreme Master, is that person a descendant left by Master Ziyun's lineage?" Chu Jiangqiu calmed down, looked at the figure above the upper hall, and asked.
The two unique skills of Vajra and Futu mastered by Ye Xuan were already surprised enough.
Unexpectedly, this guy defeated the nine holy cultivators 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 Jian Tomb.
"No..." The man who was shrouded in a clean air in the hall slowly spoke.
"Isn't it?" Chu Jiangqiu was full of doubts.
Who would it be if it was not the descendant of Master Ziyun’s lineage?
"I wonder if you still remember the legend about the 'Crossing River'." The Supreme Master of the Sword Tomb spoke slowly.
"The enemy crossed the river..." Chu Jiangqiu was straight, and his eyes showed a look of yearning.
The old man in a black long gown opposite Chu Jiangqiu also opened his eyes at this moment. In his turbid eyes full of vicissitudes, there was a hint of emotion: "Are you a crossing the river?"
There has always been a legend in Jianzhong.
Huang Chunqiu, the founder of the sword tomb, once had two swords, one was Qiu Chunhuang, which was his own name, and the other was Bridge River.
When Huang Chunqiu was a Sword Emperor, he only drew the first sword, but he never drew the crossing river.
There are also rumors that the Zhuhe Zhu was left by the ancestors for future generations, so they have never been eliminated.
There are also rumors that even the ancestors cannot pull out the cross-river soldiers.
These are all rumors, no one knows whether they are true or not.
But as people in the sword tomb, they knew that the crossing river was really there.
And it's not anywhere else, it's in the forbidden area of the sword tomb!
This is left by the ancestor himself. This chapter has been completed!