Chapter 162: : On the last day, ask for a monthly pass!

Town Xianzong is a wide practice field, and hundreds of disciples are

practicing combined fencing.

With so many people displaying their power at the same time, the sword intent

formed a giant dragon in the air through a special method, which would roar

out at any time.

"Although United Jianyi is still a certain distance away from transformation,

it has a certain scale, which is pretty good..."

A young man stood in front of everyone with a smile on his face.

Ten years ago, the big brother of the beginner disciple, Shen Wang!

Sect disciples, not only have to practice alone, but they must also be able to

use the method of combined attack, so that they can deal with it jointly when

they are in danger, so they won't be in a hurry.

"Come here today, take a break first..."

Before Shen Wang's words fell, the dragon formed by sword aura seemed to be

hit in the head with a stick, and fell to the ground, shivering.

Immediately afterwards, countless long swords uttered a long and crisp sound,

all of them fell off from the hands of everyone, crawling on the ground.

"what's happening?"

"Why is our sword out of control?"

"It feels like something is calling..."

"It's not a summoning, but surrender! The tool spirit in our sword seems to

feel an irresistible power!"

There was an uproar.

"It's a peerless sword intent! A peerless sword intent was born in

Zhenxianzong..."

His pupils contracted, and Shen Wang hurriedly looked in the direction pointed

by the sword, his body trembling constantly.

……

Town Xianzong Treasure House.

There are countless treasures, and the long sword in the middle is the most

dazzling, exuding the meaning of jealousy. The sword aura contained in it is

extremely sharp, shocking the surrounding treasures, and no one dared to

approach it.

Ling soldiers, most of them are wise, and like animals, they know how to seek

good fortune and avoid evil, and naturally surrender to the strong.

"Old Chen, this is the sword used by the founder of the school, Lin Xuan?"

Two figures stood not far away, and one of them was a young man looking at the

old man beside him curiously.

"Yes, I am the guard of the treasure house. It was appointed by the lord

himself. This sword is also personally confessed by him. There is nothing

wrong with it!" Old Chen stroked his beard and smiled.

Town Xianzong, although there are only six elders left, there are still a lot

of cultivators of the same generation, but the cultivation level is not enough

to sit in the position of elder, this elder Chen is one of them.

"Too powerful, too mighty..." The young man was full of excitement.

Founder of the Patriarch, he reached the realm of grandmaster at the age of

eighteen, bringing Zhenxianzong to the point of detachment. He is an idol that

everyone worships. He is no exception. He can see with his own eyes the sword

that the other party has used, which is definitely the greatest. Honor.

Hu!

Feeling that someone is watching it, the sword is full of arrogance and turned

around, with disdain, just a kid who has no experience in swordsmanship,

rubbish, I don’t even want to look at it!

"This sword is nourished by the ancestor's sword intent, and it is spiritually

proud. Apart from him, no one has been able to refine it in thousands of

years. Our cultivation level, stop using it, it is considered blasphemy at a

glance..."

Seeing the actions of the other party, Chen Lao was not surprised. He sighed

and said: "I have guarded this sword for so many years. I really hope to see

it being refined. It's a pity... I'm so proud that no one will accept it. I am

afraid I will watch it in my lifetime. Not anymore..."

was sighing, suddenly, the proud and unspeakable sword, shook for a while,

followed by a sharp sound.

Click!

lay on the ground, shivering, like a pug that was frightened, all pride

disappeared, replaced by respect and surrender.

Not only it, but all the long swords that contain spirituality in the treasure

vault also crawled on the ground, and did not dare to lift their heads.

"……"

The beard was squeezed off. Old Chen's body trembled and his voice trembled:

"Wanjian Dynasty? This is Wanjian Dynasty?"

This situation can only happen when the strong, display the extraordinary

sword intent and arouse the resonance of the spirit sword. The founding

ancestor of the year has not been completed, who has completed it?

And it feels so close?