The System Has Just Awakened: Sword God Comes To Challenge

Ximen Chuuxue didn't understand what Bai Ye Gucheng meant, and looked at him silently.

Ye Gucheng turned around and led Ximen Chuuxue to the other side of the island.

Ximen Chuixue was puzzled, and followed Ye Gucheng all the way to a rock.

This mountain rock looks very strange, but it is bare on a lush island.

And the whole rock is shrouded in mist.

Seeing this scene, Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help but feel slightly majestic.

Ye Gucheng raised the corner of his mouth, when he saw this rock for the first time, he was also full of doubts.

However, the more shocking thing is yet to come.

Ye Gucheng raised his head, looked at the sky and said casually: "The time is just right."

When the sun shone on the rock, Ximen Chuuxue saw that under the strong sunlight, the dense fog on the rock gradually dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the ordinary rock turned into crystal-like transparency.

A city actually appeared in the crystal, and there were still people in the bustling city.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Gucheng.

And Ye Gucheng still looked inscrutable, his expression was solemn.

Ximen Chuuxue pondered for a while and said: "I heard that the eminent monks in the Western Regions have this magic trick."

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "This is not Illusion Art, but real existence. I stayed here for such a long time to study that this thing is a barrier.

"barrier?"

Ximen Chuuxue asked in confusion.

Ye Gucheng nodded and said: "That's right, this is another world, and it's a very different world."

While speaking, Ximen Chuuxue saw a Practitioner above the city.

The Practitioner was suspended in mid-air, and with a wave of his sword, golden True Qi fell down.

In an instant, the bustling city was blown into powder.

Ximen Fuxue was dumbfounded, as a Practitioner, even if his martial arts reached the pinnacle.

It is impossible to wipe out a city with a flick of a finger when it has reached the point where thousands of swords return to the clan like Chu Qi.

Ye Gu seems to have seen this kind of scene many times.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, and said to Ye Gucheng: "This is not swordsmanship, nor is it any kind of Cultivation Technique.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, and said: "That's right, this is already a fairy art, and the person who destroyed the city just now has entered the Deva Realm."

Ximen Chuuxue's expression turned serious, he never thought that there is such a thing as fairy art in this world.

time flies

The battle for hegemony among the nations has begun. At the junction of Qin, Tang, Ming, Song, and Yuan, there is a big city.

This city is very strange, the four gates are closed on weekdays, and there are no residents except hundreds of servants.

The gates with heavy copper nails on all sides opened slowly, and the servants swept and wiped the floor.

Keep it spotless.

At this time, several galloping horses came galloping.

The leader was Wudang Song Qingshu. When he was about to approach the city gate, he jumped off his horse.

"Hello, is there an inn inside?"

Song Qingshu asked a servant who was cleaning the iron gate.

However, the servant was so absorbed in doing his own work that he didn't even look up.

Song Qingshu couldn't help being furious in his heart, he is also Wudang's most promising disciple, but the other party didn't even look at him.

Just when he was about to make a move, Song Yuanqiao stopped him.

"stop."

Song Yuanqiao got off his horse and stopped Song Qingshu who wanted to do something.

Song Qingshu said a little aggrieved: "Father, this person ignores my Wudang."

Song Yuanqiao gave him a blank look, and said: "The people in Tianbo City are all deaf-mute, they can't hear or speak, to ensure the fairness of the struggle for hegemony to the greatest extent.

Only then did Song Qingshu understand, and he quickly asked: "Father, can we represent Wudang in this battle?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at his son who had been spoiled by him since he was a child, and couldn't help sighing secretly, and said to him: "The competition among nations will be based on the ranking of the martial arts of Baixiao Pavilion, and the Practitioners of each country will be divided into two groups according to their martial arts and evaluation. The top, middle and bottom three, and then use these Practitioners to compete, and finally determine the national ranking."

Song Qingshu's eyes lit up when he heard this, for the past few years, he begged Zhang Sanfeng to allow himself to roam the Rivers and Lakes and act chivalrously, in order to be able to get a ranking in Baixiao Pavilion.

Killed several giant bandits in Taihang Mountains, as well as the Practitioner who betrayed his teacher and committed crimes.

Song Yuanqiao said earnestly: "Qingshu, bringing you here for my father this time is just for gaining insight, don't make trouble.

A few people walked into the gate, and sure enough, those servants couldn't speak, they just concentrated on their own affairs.

As soon as he entered the city, Song Qingshu felt enlightened.

What is even more shocking is that in the center of the city, there is a huge high platform, and the audience seats surrounding the high platform can accommodate ten thousand people.

Everything in this Tianbo City is prepared for Martial Dao to compete for supremacy.

Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling thirsty. It would be a great honor to be able to compete with the heroes of the world and enjoy the admiration of thousands of people under the attention of thousands of people.

"Qingshu, let's go to register, the list of heroes will be released tomorrow.

Song Yuanqiao said to Song Qing.

The hero list is divided into three lists of heaven, earth and people, which are actually the duel of the upper, middle and lower third rank Practitioners that Song Yuanqiao said.

After Song Yuanqiao registered with Song Qingshu, he took the number plate and prepared to go to the assigned inn to rest.

Not long after the two of them checked in, they heard bustling people outside.

After many people learned that Tianbo City was opened, they rushed to come.

At first they were in groups of three or five, and later there were hundreds or thousands of people.

The flow of people shuttled back and forth, and the originally empty Tianbo City became lively.

Song Qingshu sat by the window and asked Song Yuanqiao curiously: "Father, with so many practitioners in the city, won't there be trouble?"

Song Yuanqiao walked slowly to the window, and pointed to a wooden tower that would appear every other section of the street.

"There are a total of seven such wooden towers in this city, and the first-class masters sent by various countries sit in them.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from outside the city.

Song Qingshu looked over curiously, and saw hundreds of followers of the Sun Moon God Sect holding Sun Moon God Sect banners and filing in, carrying a red tent sedan chair in the middle.

Sitting in the sedan chair was Dongfang Bubai.

Song Yuanqiao frowned slightly and said, "Dongfang Bubai came so early?"

Song Qingshu asked curiously: "Father, is there something wrong?"

Song Yuanqiao said solemnly: "Dongfang Bubai is a first-rate master, so it should be a few days later.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he saw another commotion.

A gust of wind blew up, and the petals rained all over the street.

"Is she here too?"

Song Yuanqiao stared and said in surprise.