Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie didn't expect someone to find him so soon.

Wen Zaidao was taken aback when he saw Jing Quan. When he slipped from the air to the ground, it suddenly stirred up dust and smoke, and the shadow of the sword exploded on the stone wall covered with the traces of the axe.

"What's going on?" Wen Zaidao was about to defend, when he heard the voice transmission: "Don't resist! This is a sword of conformity!"

"Follow the rules? I know..."

Wen Zaidao really didn't resist, the sword shadow rustled up close, and it dissipated after a while.

Jingquan breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Wen Zaidao and nodded and said: "It's still a bit spiritual. This stone wall is the starting point of the Mystery Palace. It contains a conservative and conservative sword intent. It represents rigidity and conservativeness! A little resistance will lead to endless endlessness. In the confrontation."

Wen Zaidao looked at Jingquan, and took a breath and said: "So you are awake! The sword saint left his mantle in the Qingtian Secret Realm, maybe just waiting for you to come! Only you are the kind of swordsman who is transparent. Only by finding this place, can we solve the puzzles, and follow our heart to point to Jian Chen! Opportunities, chances, are not available to anyone, including the Pei family who deliberately wants to welcome back to the ancestor Yu Yin."

"I'm going to speed up, you'd better follow it." Jing Quan turned around and strolled in the valley.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Zaidao couldn't see Jing Quan's figure.

He hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue and spouted a mouthful of blood, forming a half-person-high haze circle in front of him, and layers of light and shadow were seen through the fog flowing slowly.

It's better not to look at it, but this look frightens him.

Wen Zaidao waved his hand to break through the fog circle, and said in shock: "I saw Broken Bridge, Remnant Temple, Statue, Sword Tomb, Stele Pavilion... These scenes are not true, and the depth behind them is unfathomable."

He hurried forward, the light and shadow in front of him shook quickly, thinking that he had gone the wrong way, and after a while, his eyes suddenly became clear.

At this moment, Jing Quan stood on a broken bridge.

The bridge is broken, the road is dead!

Opposite the bridge is a broken temple.

There are two statues of gods standing on the left and right sides in front of the temple gate.

After a few glances from a distance, you will feel that these two gods are mighty. However, the question facing the three of them now is how to cross the bridge?

Zhou Lie, Jing Quan and Wen Zaidao are naturally three.

The distance between the broken bridge and the opposite side is about 20 meters, and it’s just a matter of normal leg lifting, but it’s not easy right now!

There is obviously nothing under the bridge, but there is an induction in the dark, and I can perceive the wisps of power wandering, and gather under the bridge into millions of broken swords. Each broken sword has a sword intent remaining. If you leap forward, you will immediately be killed by a million sword intent, and you will really die! There is nothing false.

Wen Zaidao swallowed and spit and said, "Oh, it's so dangerous? I should enter the Hunyuan Wujin Lair by myself! This is not where I should be! The two swordsmen are at random, and there are important ones that can say hello. Called anytime."

Before he finished his words, Wen Zaidao got into the black nest by himself!

Jing Quan turned over his palm and took this treasure into his arms. This place was really not suitable for monks other than sword repairers. If they were not careful, they would die. That was not a joke.

Zhou Lie is about to ask how to cross the bridge? Jingquan gritted his teeth and leaped out.

"My God! Go hard?"

"Yes, it's just hard. Do you have a better way?" When Jing Quan asked, the heavy epee intent was already born under the bridge. She stepped the flying sword under her feet and burst into layers of cold light, similar to those sword intents. Contest.

Zhou Lie watched for a while and was shocked and said, "Is this a character worthy of a holy character? When he was in the world, he kept trying the sword intent, and he didn't know how long he had to honed and finally cut off a million swords. Pei In order to support the rise of this kind of character, the family must not spend less effort and manpower. Even if the broken sword at the foot is not true, just the sword energy stored here is amazing enough!"

"Exclamation!" Jing Quan directly swears: "This approach is too extravagant. If you change to a small place like Yangliu City, you can't make so many swords if you sell the entire city! It's just cultivation, if everyone So, how many people in the world can afford it? It runs counter to the kendo I seek."

Zhou Lie smiled straightly: "It seems that this is the difference between rich and poor. You can't compare with him, and I can't compare with you. If you say Yangliu City is a small place, then we are in Kaiyuan Village. It doesn’t count anymore! But then again, it’s kind of people to keep millions of sword intents here. It saves us the cost of buying swords for trial swords and makes a lot of money invisibly. Of course, the premise is that we can rush through. ."

At a distance of only 20 meters, Jingquan's Yujian flew extremely hard. Although she was not without hope to pass by herself, how could Zhou Lie miss the opportunity when she saw the opportunity?

There are a million sword intents here! It can be said to be extremely complicated.

What gold, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements of the sword intent, and then there are the incomplete sword, the self-styled sword, the treacherous sword, the deviant sword, the Qi Lingxiao Han sword, the tepid sword, the iron-blooded frost sword, the sword with the body to try and so on.

It's too much, and it has exhausted the ultimate imagination and evolution. The Million Sword Intent is not an exaggerated imaginary number, but a real kendo arrogance.

It is hard to imagine that a person can honed so many sword intents in his life, and cut off these sword intents with a single sword. The courage and artistic conception in it are more imaginative, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a madman!

As for the mantle of the sword master, I did not see the clues. The artistic conception that exists under the broken bridge is more like a madness. I have been obsessed with not knowing if I will turn back on the day. If the will of the sword is not strong enough, it is very likely to be infected by these broken sword Mind, it is not strange to be crazy afterwards.

Others may be enchanted, but Zhou Lie sees an opportunity.

He pursues the sword intent of "breaking all the laws", but here is more than all laws? It is a good opportunity to improve the will of kendo, so the front of the universe shines and makes a clanging sound, clearing the way for Jingquan in the front.

One sword, two swords, three swords!

Hundred swords, thousand swords, ten thousand swords!

Sword cut off, mercilessly!

The 100,000 swords in front are nothing to Zhou Lie. How strong is his toughness? Not a bit shaken.

After one hundred thousand swords, another one hundred thousand swords occurred. The Universe Front had problems, not to mention the slowing down, and there was still a stagnant state. If he did not see the oncoming broken swords, he obviously had a negative feeling of sabotage.

At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jingquan only flew out four meters, and there were 16 meters ahead.

Zhou Lie suddenly strengthened his mind and said ethereally: "Where is your pride, the front of the universe? Where is your stalwart! Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Blade has never tried. Today, Shijun, who has any injustice?"

"If people are not equal, they will be equal, and if the sword is not equal, the sword will be equal, and the sky will be equal! You were born an emperor's sword, and you have the soul of Qin! You are the sword of peace, and all laws will evade!"

"What are you waiting for? Where is your soul?"

"Come, come, come, soul, my sword must have a soul!"

The universe front was sublimated at this moment, making a loud noise, as if the baby was crying, celebrating his birth...

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