Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 1120 Ask Nine Songs
"Good boy! Good ambition!"

The smile on Luo Qingyang's face became stiffer, but also thicker.

If someone else said that, he would definitely slash through it with one sword. Let's see how you break the old man's Nine Songs Sword.

But the boy in front of him is different, he is the child of his junior sister, even his nephew, and even his stepson.

That is his own child, the kind who is closer than that adopted son!
How can an old father not be pleased that his child is so ambitious?
"Although Master has never seen Uncle's Desolate Sword, he has made simple calculations.

He said that the first nine swords of his uncle's Nine Songs Sword Jue are fine, but if the tenth form of Guoshang wants to truly achieve great success, he must integrate the remnants of the entire Muliang City's dead soldiers into himself. At that time, uncle, you will be a moving Mu Liang City.

Either into the body, or into the sword.

Merging into one's own body is too dangerous, even a strong person in the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm will go mad, so the only way is to merge into the sword body.

But the Jiuge sword is not strong enough to hold so much, so Master forged a new sword body for Jiuge.

The master also said that the strength of this Jiuge sword body is still a bit weak, and he will use the original Jiuge sword body to forge a stronger Jiuge sword body in half a year, so that my uncle can use it first. "

Inadvertently said a statement of Tian Hao, he had a lot of exchanges with that master, this statement is the result of an exchange.

"Your master knows my sword very well!"

Luo Qingyang stroked the Nine Songs Sword lightly, feeling a confidant in his heart.

He also had this kind of thinking before, because only in Muliang City, his Nine Songs Sword Art is the strongest, even if a strong person from Immortal Ascension Profound Realm comes, he has the confidence to fight.

This is the trend of geography!

If he can integrate Mu Liangcheng's national mourning into his body, even if he can't enter the spirit tour, he is confident that he can kill Tianqi City and the imperial palace and rescue his junior sister.

It's a pity that he can't do it himself, and neither can the Nine Songs Sword, but the current Nine Songs Sword body may be able to do it.

"Master also said that the Nine Songs Sword Art has reached its peak, but my uncle's Nine Songs Sword Art is not there yet. After Lihun, there is a sword of joy, but I need my mother's help to realize that sword."

He continued to say another statement. Although Wuxin didn't have much research in the way of swordsmanship, he agreed with it.

The nine songs are divided into eleven chapters, but they were written by the ancients, and if my uncle can write his own twelfth chapter, the nine songs of swordsmanship will be considered complete.

"The old man is not as far-sighted as he thought!"

After being silent for a while, Luo Qingyang shook his head slightly, but admitted that what Wuxin said made sense.

The Nine Songs Sword Art is his life, and the Desolate Sword is his first half of his life, but if he can rescue his junior sister and accompany him for the second half of his life, he can indeed realize a stronger sword.

At that time, it would no longer be the Sword of Desolation, but the Sword of Joy!
"Ask the sword, as long as the old man can draw the sword, you will be considered successful!"

Standing up, Luo Qingyang turned to look at Tang Lian and the others, and finally his eyes fell on Han Qianluo.

These young people are very good, not worse than he was back then, and they are the heroes of the world.

"Master Mang's disciple Tang Lian, come to ask Sword Nine Songs!"

"Master Mang's disciple, Xiao Se, come to ask Sword Nine Songs!"

"Master Mang's disciple Lei Wujie, come to ask Jian Jiuge!"

"Master Mang's disciple, Sikong Qianluo, come to ask the sword nine songs!"

"Master Mang's disciple, Wu Chan, come to ask the sword nine songs!"

"Master Mang's disciple, Lu Yuzhai, come to ask Sword Nine Songs!"

"Master Mang's disciple, Wushuang, come to ask Sword Nine Songs!"

The eight Tang Lian stood in a row, announced their names one after another, and asked nine songs in total.

Their trip only represents themselves, and only represents the status of master and disciple, and has nothing to do with the forces behind them.

Of course, that was when it was confirmed that Luo Qingyang was indeed Wu Xin's mother who was loyally licking the dog, otherwise, he would have to report all the forces behind it as a deterrent, so as not to be chopped off by Gu Jianxian.

"And you!"

His eyes swept over Tang Lian's people one by one, and Luo Qingyang once again looked at Han Qianluo who was standing at the back.

Among these young people, that girl is the strongest, and the sword in her hand is also the strongest.

"Han Qianluo from the Tomb Attacker asked Jiu Ge alone!"

Leaving a word behind, Han Qianluo flew over and landed on the dilapidated wall of Muliang City, and the nine defeated sword guards followed behind him, quietly watching the battle.

At the same time, a middle-aged man appeared on the top of Muliang City at some point, and it was Xiao Se's other master, Bai Xiaosheng Ji Ruofeng.

Since his disciples are coming to Muliang City to ask about Jian Jiuge, he naturally has to pay attention.

"How many people did you kill?"

The arrival of Han Qianluo made Ji Ruofeng look sideways, and his powerful cultivation made him see many things that ordinary people couldn't see.

In his perception, Han Qianluo seemed to have infinite ghosts howling around him, but he was forcibly suppressed by a murderous sword intent.

Even Ye Xiaoying, the general of the Chinese army known as the human slaughter, is far from being able to compare with this one.

Although Ye Xiaoying claimed to be a massacre, it was mainly because the army under his command killed many people, but he himself did not kill many people.

But the woman in front of me was different, she was the kind who had killed many people with one sword, so many people it was unimaginable.

"I don't know, there are probably millions of them!"

Shaking his head slightly, Han Qianluo forgot how much he had killed. After sweeping the area of ​​the barbarian king's court, he went to the main battlefield to sweep.

You don't even need to move your sword, just relying on the sword array and sword energy can sweep everything away.

The more you sweep, the stronger the sword and murderous aura will be, and then the defeated sword technique will be perfect.

In fact, it is really simple to say that when the strength reaches a certain level, the number has lost its meaning.

Not to mention that the defeated swordsmanship and defeated sword guard are born for killing, they will never get tired, and they will even become stronger as they kill.

The barbarian iron cavalry, which was originally ferocious and powerful, was as fragile as ants in front of the defeated sword formation. It was really not difficult to kill a large number of them with a single sweep.

Not to mention that there are only a few who can really be called iron cavalry, and the others are basically ordinary people who ride horses and hold scimitars.

But it doesn't matter, as long as they ride horses and take weapons, she will treat them as barbarians and kill them without mercy.

Life and death are only discussed on the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, not to mention that one of them is still defending the country, coupled with the blood feud between the two countries, no matter how much she kills, she will have a clear conscience, let alone go crazy.

"Master, I understand!"

Turning his eyes to Xiao Se in the city, Bai Xiaosheng understood.

It turned out that the disciple was not worried about this side, but Beili.

If someone really angered this woman, there would be millions of dead bodies and bloodshed for thousands of miles.

Although I don't know how the other party slaughtered millions, but since it can do it, it proves that it is very good at group battles and protracted battles.

Even if the Sword Immortals on their side are facing an army, as long as they have enough numbers, they will have to fold their swords, and they will be exhausted. After all, the Sword Immortals are still human.

Just like the Sword Immortal of Western Chu decades ago, facing Zhen Xihou's army, he had to break his sword and perish.

Yan Zhantian, who claimed to be able to defeat a thousand troops with one sword, only attacked a Nanjue army of ten thousand people, killing only one or two thousand people, and he was also severely injured, otherwise he would not have left immediately.

And there are too many similar ten-thousand-thousand legions in Beili Nanjue, so the sword fairy is not invincible, otherwise Xueyue sword fairy Li Hanyi would have killed Emperor Mingde back then.

But the woman in front of me is different, she is the existence that can truly form an army by one person, and even kill an army by one person.

If he really wanted to provoke him, even if he dispatched the entire Beili army, it probably wouldn't be enough to kill him.

Not to mention that there is a mysterious existence behind this woman.

Do keep an eye out and don't let some smart idiot do something stupid.

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(A game nerd: It’s only a million, I’ve killed tens of millions in the game world!)

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