Chapter 85: Wanjian Dynasty

Town Xianzong a wide practice field, 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 Yunyu sword used by the founding father 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, Yun Yujian turned around arrogantly, with

disdain, just a kid who didn't know anything about swordsmanship, rubbish, I

didn't want to see 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 feeling emotional, suddenly, the proud and unspeakable Yunyu Sword, shook

for a while, and then made 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?

Stunned at the same place, Old Chen was stunned.

……

After the shock, Meng Tao and others struggled to stand up. Just about to

adjust their breath, they heard the air current impact, and several figures

flew over and landed not far away.

"Meet the elders..." Meng Tao bowed, not daring to let out the atmosphere.

Ignoring them, Wu Yuan and others looked at the stone tablet in front of them.

A sword mark appeared in the line of sight, and a figure in white clothes

immediately above, used a sword move.

嘭!

Elder Wu Yuan flew out, and the other elders backed back again and again,

their faces pale.

They are all powerhouses in the palace realm, and they have fully understood

the Thirty-Six Forms of Zhenxian. This kind of cultivation level, facing this

sword mark, can't bear it, and what kind of sword intent it contains. level?

"Always observe, swordsmanship can improve quickly..."

Soon, everyone was full of excitement.

The sword intent contained in the sword mark was too strong. Although I

couldn't bear it, I observed it for a while, and all felt that the scattered

sword intent in the body had become a lot more refined!

In other words, if you watch frequently, your comprehension and understanding

of Kendo will become stronger and stronger!

"I'll try again..." Wu Yuan stared at it again.

噔噔噔噔!

strongly resisted the oppression and stepped back, his eyes seemed to have

been severely wounded, and red blood flowed out.

Boom!

Just when everyone felt that he was about to be unbearable~www.mtlnovel.com~ A

huge roar, a powerful sword intent, was released from him, endless auras,

madness gathered in the body.

Divine Palace Realm, Sevenfold!

"Haha, I didn't expect that not only the understanding of kendo has increased,

but the cultivation base has also broken through..."

Trembling with excitement, Wu Yuan squeezed his fists tightly.

He was imprisoned in the Sixth Floor of the Shrine. It has been nearly ten

years, and there has been no sign of breakthrough. He thought it would be

difficult to advance in this life, and he didn't expect it in his dreams. He

just looked at the sword marks in front of him for a while and broke through!

"This……"

couldn't help it anymore and turned to look at Meng Tao and others: "Who left

behind?"

"It's... a white-clothed boy, 17 or 8 years old..." Not dare to hide it, Meng

Tao quickly introduced Su Yin's appearance.

"It's the little uncle..."

Wu Yuan trembled excitedly.

I should be able to think of it as soon as I arrive, except for the old man

and the little uncle, who can leave such a powerful swordsmanship!

I only begged him to give lectures to the people yesterday, but left a sword

mark in the morning... As expected, he was a little uncle, always thinking

about the sect.

Seeing Elder Wu's confirmation, Meng Tao's knee weakened and collapsed to the

ground.

The juniors all stepped back and looked at this one again, full of contempt.

I kept boasting that I had met Uncle Master, but... I really met, not only did

I not know him, but also called him to work, even laughed at...

is the magnanimity of the uncle, otherwise, it would have been slapped to

death!

Liar, scumbag, disgusting, bah!

Meng Tao: "……"

……

Su Yin didn't know that the sword marks he drew by chopping wood would have

such power. At this moment, he had already come to the outside of the

forbidden area without much hesitation. He raised his foot and walked in.