The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 364 I was originally called Tianjiao, but there is no such thing as Tianjiao in this life

Ying Xuan's eyes were slightly closed, and he was in a mysterious state, as if he had merged with the heaven and the earth.
"Sword come!"

Ying Xuan exerted all his strength to control the sword, and let out a low voice.

Then, outside the school field, thousands of swords clashed, hundreds of soldiers shook, and sharp swords came out of their sheaths, turned into streamers of light, and flew towards Yingxuan.

Among the streams of light, there are swords worn by powerful figures in the holy land, famous swords from various schools of thought, and ordinary iron swords and copper swords.

A pair of long swords lined up beside Yingxuan, the blades of which were slightly curved, as if worshiping the king in the sword; a pair of short swords danced around Yingxuan, the blades vibrated and the swords sang, as if they were cheering for joy.

"how can that be?"

The powerhouses in the Holy Land were stunned, and all of a sudden stood up, staring at Ying Xuan with serious expressions on their faces.

"Yingxuan, who has learned swords for a few days, he is clearly a sword master!"

Bai Qi, who has always remained silent and calm, sighed, and then he did not hide the admiration in his eyes, praised Ying Xuan, and finally shook his head imperceptibly.

Yingxuan has reached the extreme on the road of power, and now he has become a sage of swordsmanship.

The way of ghosts, the way of killing, and the way of swords are combined into one. If he enters the peak of martial arts, who can check and balance him in the world?
"Yingxuan has become a serious problem, why is your majesty so indulgent? Your majesty, with such power, how do you let the future generations of the Qin Dynasty face Yingxuan?"

Thinking of Ying Zheng talking to him not long ago, Bai Qi shook his head.

"Oh, time is fate!"

On the other side, Jian Meng'er was also very excited, and even had a look of horror on her face.

Because she is a sword cultivator, she knows what is going on better than others.

Wan Jian Chaozong, this is the most extreme state of swordsmanship, a state that his master Yaochi Jianxian, even the sword ancestor who is known as the number one in swordsmanship, has not reached.

"Could it be that King Changge's swordsmanship is still higher than the three great swordsmen?"

Thinking of this, Jian Menger shook her head again, denying her thoughts, but everything in front of her could not be faked, so she couldn't help but not believe it.

Wanjian Chaozong is the ultimate state of swordsmanship, swordsmanship is the ultimate method of swordsmanship, both have methods of controlling the sword of the world, there are similarities, but there are also differences.

Wan Jian Chaozong is stronger than others, and his fencing skills are better than skills, but his skills are no better than humans, after all, his fencing skills are inferior.

But the strong in the Holy Land didn't see through Ying Xuan's tricks, so Ying Xuan naturally wouldn't tell, so let the powerful Holy Land guess blindly!

Of course, there are also people who know the truth, such as Nei Shiteng, such as Donghuang Taiyi.

"It's so handsome, this dog, it will happen, such a beautiful thing, no matter what, it will have to be passed down for thousands of years!"

Nei Shiteng was very annoyed in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have learned the art of controlling the sword, performing a thousand swords to court the emperor, and it would be Nei Shiteng who left the eternal reputation.

And Donghuang was a little ecstatic. He had never underestimated the Sword Controlling Technique, but there was no Sword Controlling Technique that could really reach the realm of Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong.

Although it is just a skill, if the skill is reached, will it be far from this realm?

"go with!"

When Yingxuan gave an order, it was as if the words followed, and the swords moved together. Jian Menger only felt the light of the swords shining, and she didn't wait for her to react.

The sword's edge had arrived, pointing directly at the vital points of her body, completely denying her a chance to strike.

"As the pride of heaven, is it really so unbearable for me to wait?"

At this moment, even Jian Meng'er, who only has a sword in her heart, is downcast, and her sword heart is shaken.

One move, no, she can't handle half a move!

"I lost!"

Jian Menger conceded defeat, Ying Xuan was not aggressive, waved his right hand casually, all the swords retreated, and then danced around Ying Xuan, and finally returned to their master. Voice.

"My kendo, is it okay?"

Ying Xuan asked with a faint smile, Jian Menger bit her lip slightly, but did not speak, Ying Xuan continued.

"It's not that this king underestimates you, but that you really don't interest me at all."

"I am not called Tianjiao, there is no Tianjiao in this life, understand?"

Tianjiao's complexion turned blue and purple, but he had no reason to refute.

The Tianjiao of Kyushu and the Tianjiao of the Holy Land have been known as the proud sons of heaven for many years, but among these Tianjiao, there are no four sons of Tianjiao Yingxuan, but Yingxuan is the most evil person among the younger generation.

"How ironic!"

"Fuck, it's so fucking arrogant, I can't stand it anymore."

Nesten said: "Let him pretend he's done this, so what else do I have to do?"

As soon as Jian Meng'er was defeated, Tianjiao of the Holy Land knew that he was no longer an opponent. The Changge King Yingxuan was too evil.

However, there are still some people who know that they are invincible, and they have to bite the bullet and play.

"Disciple of Kunlun, send hello to King Changge on behalf of Kunlun Sword Ancestor!"

They are not Yingxuan's opponents, but Yingxuan has become a saint in the way of swordsmanship, so there are naturally some people who are not afraid of Yingxuan, and Sword Ancestor and Sword Immortal are among the best in swordsmanship.

"No need, if he really wants to, let him come to Xianyang to say hello in person, my king is in Xianyang."

Yingxuan's words were full of unruly expressions, which made Kunlun Holy Land furious.

"Son, how dare you look down on the Kunlun Sword Ancestor? Let the Sword Ancestor come to Xianyang to say hello to him, he is beautiful!"

This Kunlun disciple's city residence is not simple, suppressing the anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely bring what King Changge says."

The Kunlun disciples were the first to unleash their swords, lest there be no chance to unleash their swords.

"King Changge please ask for the sword!"

"Borrowing a sword once or twice is okay. Some people love swords like their lives. If you borrow too much, it's not good."

"Just now the sword was released, but I was happy to see Lie Xin, and gave some advice to the disciples of Yaochi."

Ying Xuan said: "Although you are also a swordsman, your strength is stronger than the Yaochi disciples just now, but unfortunately, you have no innate sword bones and a clear sword heart. This king can't see the future of swordsmanship in you. This king is out of the sword, you are too overestimating yourself."

"I'll give you a finger!"

Yingxuan stretched out a finger forward, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged behind Yingxuan, turned into a giant finger, and slowly fell towards the Kunlun disciples.

The Kunlun disciple's eyes flashed with astonishment, the power of one finger, and the full-strength blow of the mythical powerhouse, there is no difference, just now Ying Xuan shot Jian Meng'er, and there was still room for it, why did he have no reservations when he came to him What?
The reason is very simple, because he is a man, and he is not worthy of pity. Of course, the most important thing is that he mentioned the name of Kunlun Sword Ancestor.

Just then Yingxuan could hear clearly that the Kunlun Sword Ancestor was interested in Mu Zhihan, and it must not be a good thing to hit his woman. The apprentices and grandchildren he accepted are naturally not worthy of mercy.

The giant finger destroyed the Kunlun disciple's defense with a destructive momentum, and it continued to fall towards the disciple. The breath of death frightened the disciple, and he even forgot to admit defeat aloud.

"No, he's going to kill him!"

The Holy Lord of Kunlun was terrified. This disciple of Kunlun was the Son of Kunlun, and he was a puzzle piece for the future of Kunlun Holy Land.

As soon as the Holy Lord of Kunlun moved, he stood in front of the Son of Kunlun. He could not help but expel a palm, and a huge aura palm appeared in front of Yingxuan's aura fingers. After a loud noise, the giant palm and fingers disappeared. no deposit.

"King Changge, why is it so hot?" The Lord of Kunlun questioned Yingxuan.

"Look at what you said, what do you mean this king is ruthless?"

Ying Xuan said: "In my opinion, the greatest respect for an opponent is to go all out to defeat the opponent."

"Just now, I remember that the Kunlun disciples didn't admit defeat, right? This king's full blow is a respect for the Kunlun disciples and the Kunlun Holy Land. Why, is the Kunlun Lord unhappy?"

The Holy Master of Kunlun wanted to argue, but found that Yingxuan's reasoning was a bit strong, so he had nothing to say.

"You are making too much sense!"

"Fuck you, uncle, the fighting is not over yet, I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you, get out!"

(End of this chapter)