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Sword King City, also known as Wanjian City.

It is a holy place for swordsmen all over the world to worship!

Here, there is the leader of thousands of sword forces in the world -

Sword King Pavilion!

It is the leader of the sword!

Sword King City!

Located at the foot of Wanjian Mountain!

It is a majestic peak that towers into the clouds and overlooks all directions.

It is 80,000 miles in radius!

Only this one is more than ten thousand feet high, far higher than other mountains!

From afar!

It is like an extremely huge ancient sword, piercing through the clouds and falling from the sky.

Straight into the earth.

If a warrior who has reached the realm of the king or even above comes here!

He will definitely be able to sense the thousands of sword intentions lingering in that majestic peak.

Bursting out, rolling up the wind and clouds, as if to pierce the sky above, Lingxiao rushes to the Han!

The Sword King Pavilion, which is known as one of the top forces in the world and ranks among the top five among the twelve, is on the top of the Ten Thousand Swords Peak! It is said that the establishment of this force spans more than three thousand years. Its history is ancient and long. To this day, it is still prosperous and respected by the world! The great reputation of the head of the Ten Thousand Swords still resounds through the world and is feared by all. Moreover, every four or five hundred years, there is a message that the sword master of the Sword King Pavilion ascends to the upper realm, which spreads to all directions. It caused a great uproar in the world. Jiang Yi and Nangong Yao sat on the golden wildebeest and followed the large wave of people. They slowly entered the Sword King City. On the way, they saw a steady stream of warriors pouring into the city. Most of them either carried swords on their backs or hung swords on their waists. At a glance! There were tens of thousands of people, so densely packed that they looked like a swarm of fish.

It seemed like a grand event was taking place here!

It was attracting them!

Jiang Yi did not use his spiritual sense, but only relied on his own sharp five senses.

He could hear the conversations and whispers of the people nearby.

"Have you heard?"

"Half a month ago, an outer elder of the Sword King Pavilion broke through to the realm of the True King.

He was promoted from an outer elder to an inner elder, and was allowed to open a sword mountain alone.

He can accept disciples and pass on his unique skills."

"It is rumored that!

That inner elder is a genius from a remote town.

A hundred years ago, he was valued by the passing senior members of the Sword King Pavilion!

Then he was brought back to the Sword Pavilion and carefully trained.

Until this year!

He shed his mortal body in one fell swoop, stepped into the peak of the martial arts world, and achieved the throne of the True King."

"That's right!"

"That elder is indeed from a small town, called Yanshan City!

According to my brothers in the pavilion, to be more specific, it is a small clan called the Li family.

Before, he was called Elder Li!

But now!

The Sword King Pavilion has The title was to the title of the true king. Now I wait for it. "Today, it will come to the city of the sword by himself. As long as you can realize it in his swords! Information, and extract useful things from it. The Sword Master of Bei Ming?

All this information gathered together, and immediately aroused his interest.

Is it such a coincidence?

It seems that he came at the right time!

Nangong Yao seemed to notice a slight change in his expression.

He couldn't help but speak, curiously,

"Do you know him?"

"No!"

Jiang Yi shook his head, paused, and added a sentence-

"But soon, we will know each other!"

"Hehe!"

As if he had guessed his thoughts, Nangong Yao twitched his nose and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

It was already bulging!

With such a squeeze, the arc was undoubtedly more obvious, and it looked heavy.

It was as if a pair of small watermelons and grapefruits were hanging!

"Then, the next thing is to send him on his way, right?"

"Right?"

Jiang Yi: "..."

"Even if you don't say it, this fairy knows it!"

"咴律律..."

Jiuma ShiAt the same time, a cheerful roar was emitted, as if agreeing with her.

"It's the Lord of the Northern Sword, he's here!"

"The Lord of the Northern Sword is here!"

Someone suddenly shouted loudly!

The crowd present was immediately excited, and they all stood on tiptoe.

Looking towards the towering sword peak in the distance!

"Boom!!!"

As soon as the shout fell, a bone-chilling cold wind blew from afar.

The entire Sword King City trembled!

The temperature between heaven and earth could be clearly felt to be rapidly decreasing.

An inexplicable chill rose up!

The people present couldn't help but shiver, and couldn't help but tighten their robes instinctively.

Above the sky!

A middle-aged figure slowly appeared, wearing a silver robe and carrying a silver-white sword.

The aura on his body was revealed!

The cold air in all directions was blowing straight out of the space, creating a strange scene of ice and snow.

The cold wind was biting, and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles!

It was just like the land of Beiming covered with ice and snow!

The title of Beiming Sword Master!

It was well deserved!

Behind him, there were several middle and high-level kings of the Sword King Pavilion.

When they came to the sword-discussing platform in front of them, which was hundreds of feet high.

They stood on both sides quite consciously!

As for the Beiming Sword Master!

He sat cross-legged on the cushion in the middle that seemed to be made of gold thread.

The city managers of Jianwang City saw this!

He knelt down hurriedly, kowtowed and greeted him, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly-

"Welcome to the Sword Master of Beiming!"

The thousands of swordsmen below also bowed their hands and bowed, and saluted in unison:

"Welcome to the Sword Master of Beiming!"

The Sword Master of Beiming was covered with a cold white light, and the brilliance of swordsmanship was lingering around him.

It was hard to see what he really looked like.

But he was sitting there!

He looked like a towering iceberg, filled with a terrifying cold air!

Even from a distance, he looked as if he was frozen.

"Is this the sword spirit of Beiming?"

"It's so terrifying..."

"It is said that before entering the realm of the True King, he went to the land of Beiming."

"In the ice and snow, he realized the truth for more than ten years!"

"It seems that this rumor is true!"

"If I can gain something from this sword fight, I must go to Beiming..."

"Learn from him!"

At this time, the Beiming Sword Master on the high platform began to explain his swordsmanship...