Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 139 Ten thousand swords unite in anger to choose a sword
The sudden abnormality in Wanjian Palace shocked everyone.

A moment ago, the Wanjian Palace was peaceful and quiet, suddenly there was the sound of the sea tide, and the surging speed was getting faster and faster, and the sound became more and more sharp, even the thick and heavy hall was forced to resonate, shaking people panic .

"Sword Rage!"

The pupils of the third elder shrank slightly, then turned around without hesitation and looked coldly at the door of the palace, and saw a person with one foot.

The change in Wanjian Palace was due to Xie Tian stepping in with one foot.

It's not that Xie Tian's strength is so strong that Wan Jian bows his head, but Xie Tian's blasphemous heart towards Jian has attracted Wan Jian's wrath.

His heart can be punished!

"With you here, how can my sword mound come to Ningri!"

A ray of killing intent suddenly appeared in the third elder's heart, at this moment, Xie Tian withdrew his right foot from the hall, and the sound of Wan Jian's angry cry suddenly disappeared.

"Humph!"

Seeing Xie Tian knowingly withdrawing from the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, the third elder's cold eyes swept over Xie Tian, ​​restraining his killing intent, but the gloom in his heart became thicker.

Xie Tian's heart against the sword was so strong that it made Wan Jian all angry. This was definitely not a good thing for Jian Zhong.

Lightly glanced at the back of the third elder, Xie Tian's blood eyes were calm and unwavering, what made him withdraw from Wanjian Palace was not Wanjian's angry killing, but the killing intent of the third elder.

Although there was only a trace of killing intent, it pierced Xie Tian's heart, and the beating of Xie Sha had never been so crazy. After retreating outside the hall, he looked back at Chaoyang, thought for a while, and wiped away [-]% of the guilt in his heart.

The disciples also woke up from the sudden change, thinking that this was the wonder of the Palace of Ten Thousand Swords, they felt awe in their hearts, secretly thinking that they must choose the best sword for themselves.

Glancing at the eagerly awaited disciples, the third elder said lightly: "The sword selection starts, there are no rules, as long as you can bring out the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, the sword will be yours."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of people immediately dispersed in the hall. There were more than ten thousand swords hidden in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Palace.

"Haha, innate magic weapon! My vision is really good!"

"Damn! It looks glamorous, but it turned out to be a hundred-refined soldier!"

"Hey, I fell in love with Senior Brother Jian first, put it down!"

"You fell in love with it? Hehe, it's a pity that it's my junior brother!"

……

The two of them fought together in an instant, and everyone was shocked. They looked at the third elder quickly, but saw that the third elder was indifferent to the fight, clearly implying that fighting was allowed in this hall, so the atmosphere of sword selection became more and more lively.

After a short time, everyone's faces were flushed, and the sound of fists, feet and swords could be heard endlessly. Mu Liang, the only one who could choose the sword smoothly, had a sad face, he didn't know which one he should choose.

The third elder has been paying attention to Mu Liang. When Mu Liang passed by a sword, his eyes dimmed slightly, but there was no sound transmission to remind him. The selection of swords depends not only on eyesight, but also on the induction between people and swords. Yes, is the best sword.

Xie Tian was still standing at the entrance of the hall, his blood eyes swept across the hall, and he found the three swords with soaring sword aura, among which the sword closest to Mu Liang had the strongest sword aura, with an uncompromising sense of arrogance.

"Young Master Liang!" Xie Tian called out.

Mu Liang looked back at Xie Tian, ​​frowned and said, "Why?"

"Choose that one." While Xie Tian stretched out his hand, he looked at the third elder out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he suddenly understood a little, and his slightly suspended heart also fell.

Mu Liang glanced in the direction, his nose was crooked, Xie Tian's finger on the sword was dull and dull, the surface of the sword was bumpy, the blade was crooked, even the tip of the sword was flat,

"Hehe, I'm not blind!" Mu Liang's face darkened, and he replied with a smile, turning around and walking towards the depths of the hall.

No matter how dim the third elder's eyes were, he secretly scolded Mu Liang for being blind, but when he thought of Xie Tian's advice, he felt even more uncomfortable - he could see the most powerful sword in the Ten Thousand Swords Palace at a glance, such a genius, but he was not from the Sword Tomb.

The selection of swords was carried out very quickly. Although there were more than ten thousand swords, they were all nobles from the state of Chu with extraordinary knowledge. Except for a few disciples whose noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, all the others stepped out of the hall, touched the swords in their hands, One by one, they were very happy and couldn't put it down.

Mu Liang turned around, but there was still nothing to gain. At this moment, a disciple with a bruised nose and a swollen face walked up to the ugly sword that Xie Tian had pointed at.

The third elder narrowed his eyes slightly, but his heart was a little impatient, and he couldn't help but wanted to stop this person. At this moment, Xie Tian's voice sounded again.

"Light less, that one is better."

Mu Liang's face turned black, but he still looked down, and then wanted to vomit blood.

"Brother, this is broken!" Mu Liang was about to cry.

Xie Tian nodded, and said seriously: "Isn't there still half of it left, it can be used."

"..."

Mu Liang walked away blankly.

The short conversation attracted the disciple in front of Choujian. Seeing Mu Liang walk away, the person rolled his eyes, and walked to the broken sword seemingly inadvertently. His eyes became brighter. He quickly pulled out the sword and walked towards the hall Door.

Xie Tian glanced at this person, and remembered that this person is the young master of a family in Huai'an City, named Liu Xu. Liu Xu has a good vision, but he is too easy to be influenced by others and has a bad temper. Even if this kind of person chooses a good sword, Also useless.

After a stick of incense, Mu Liang was the only one left in the hall. He was disturbed twice by Xie Tian, ​​and he didn't know how to choose a sword. He walked back and forth in the hall in a daze. Die the blind man.

"As expected of Young Master Liang, I don't like so many swords."

"That's right, I heard that there are ten famous swords in Jianzhong, maybe those ten famous swords are eligible to be selected by Shao Liang..."

"C'mon, you're ignorant. Seven of the ten famous swords have owners, and Senior Brother Li Jian also has one in his hand. Now there are only three famous swords left to be treasured by the master. That kind of famous sword can't be found in Wanjian. Temple."

"That's right, if someone ran into a dead mouse, it would be funny..."

……

Everyone's compliments made Mu Liang more at a loss, his eyes were a little dull, Xie Tian frowned, and seeing Mu Liang walking in front of the ugly sword again, he couldn't help but said: "Master Liang, just that ugly sword .”

Mu Liang lowered his head dumbly. When he saw the Choujian for the second time, his heart twitched suddenly. He pulled out the Choujian and said with tears streaming down his face: "Choujian, Choujian, it's not that I have trouble with you, but someone has trouble with me..."

After feeling emotional, Mu Liang shook his head and was about to put down the ugly sword, but the third elder would not let him get what he wanted, and immediately shouted: "Okay! The mother-in-law and mother picked for two hours, just that one, get out!"

Mu Liang was stunned, and wanted to open his mouth to explain a few words, but seeing the third elder's face was gloomy, and his attitude was extremely resolute, his heart skipped a beat, tears streaming down his face, secretly thinking that his life was over.

The people who were cheering for Mu Liang didn't expect Tangtang Liang to choose this ugly sword. They were all stunned and couldn't believe it, but the result of choosing the sword would not shake their will to flatter in the slightest.

"Uh, in fact, this sword is beautiful..."

"That is, it is said that treasures are self-obscuring, and only Liang Shao's discerning eyes can see through them!"

"Maybe this sword is a god handed down from ancient times..."

"Okay, stop flattering, Shao Liang has gone far!"

……

Mu Liang walked towards the distance in a daze, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, when he saw an obtrusive bluestone beside him, he blinked, and the bluestone instantly turned into the appearance of Xie Tian, ​​and immediately raised his ugly sword and slashed wildly!
"Damn it, you evil god..."

Swish!
With just a brute force sword, the bluestone with a radius of two feet was split in two, and the incision was like a mirror.

Mu Liang was completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)